Tilting my head so I could see the guy, I watched as he took a few steps back, cleared his throat, and hesitated. “Yeah, I gotcha man.”
“Good,” Gabe said. I could tell he smiled at the asshole. “Have a nice day.” He didn’t wait for the guy to say anything before he spun around and grabbed my hand. Darting off in the direction of our room, I jogged behind him and let out a giggle. Gabe didn’t say anything. I knew he was on a mission and it completely turned me on.
Stopping in front of the elevator, Gabe pressed the up button and we impatiently waited for the doors to open. Once they did, Gabe grabbed me and pulled me inside. Pulling my back up against his front, Gabe wrapped his arms around my waist and we waited for the doors to close. It seemed like it was taking forever. But when they did? Holy fucking shit.
Gabe placed his hands on my hips and spun me around.
“Mmmph,” I let out as I placed my hands on his upper chest. I could feel his hard cock pushing up against his athletic shorts and I started to bite my bottom lip.
With his hands wrapped around my back, Gabe looked down at me with such intensity it made me shake.
I couldn’t believe this man was mine. All mine.
As I licked my lips, Gabe’s eyes left mine and looked down to my own. Shaking his head, Gabe said, “Goddamn, baby. I don’t know what I want more. My cock in your hand…”
“Mmm.”
“Your mouth…”
“Mmm,” I moaned with a huge smile on my face.
Lowering his head, Gabe sucked my lower lip into his mouth. As he released it, Gabe’s hands smacked each of my ass cheeks.
“Oh,” I moaned.
“Or your *,” Gabe grunted. As I released a breath, Gabe closed his eyes, shook his head, and muttered, “Fuck, Sarah,” under his breath.
At that exact moment, the elevator doors opened and Gabe grabbed my hand, pulling me in the direction of our room.
Biting my lower lip, I jogged behind him. I couldn’t believe just how fast he was walking. But me? I was in that much of a hurry as well. I needed his big, fat cock inside of me. As I ran into him again, I said, “Gabe, you need to warn me so I don’t always run into you.” I waited a few seconds but he didn’t say anything. I moved in front of him and asked, “Gabe?”
Slowly he turned his head and lowered it to meet mine. He looked like a little kid. His eyes were big and the way he was carrying himself instantly made me feel like his protector. Protector in the sense that I would… protect him.
Whenever we cuddled, he always had his arms wrapped around me. His head above mine. His legs covering mine. He was protecting me.
But right now and forever I would always protect him; whether or not I was wrapped up in his arms. I loved Gabe. Hell, I was in love with him. And it’s during those difficult times you know someone really, truly, deeply loves you. Why, you may ask? Because they’re there. It’s so easy to be with someone through the good. The easy times. When there’s money. Happiness. Health.
However, during the bad? That’s the real test whether or not someone is truly there for you, because they won’t leave, no matter how bad it gets. The only thing that matters, really truly deeply matters in life, is the person. The person you fell in love with.
Because when you fall in love? You don’t take into account the time. The place. The people surrounding you. What is going on in your life. You see the person. Their soul. You feel your heart beat twice as fast and just as slow all at the same time. You feel your breath shorten. Just enough so you’re still capable of sucking enough oxygen into your lungs. And your body?
Huh. You feel a warmth overtake you. You feel content and happy and satisfied. You feel overwhelmed and a smile overtake your face. Even though you can’t see it, you can feel a brightness in your eyes that wasn’t there before.
And then when it happens? You wonder just how you lived your days before it did. Walking. Talking. Sitting. Standing. Those are simple. But laughter? And smiles? And laying down on the couch without that person’s warm, strong body pushed up against yours making you feel safe and at home? They’ll never be the same again.
Tilting his head downwards, Gabe closed his eyes and then opened them back up. “I love you, Sarah,” he said with so much conviction and assurance in his voice, I knew he did.
“I know, Gabe.” I smiled. Raising my hand up, I cupped his face. “I love you, too.” Searching his eyes, I couldn’t tell you exactly what I was looking for. Maybe the future? Maybe what it held for the two of us?