Baggage & Buttons (50 page)

‘Aren’t we eating at the table?’

‘No, I’ve made a fire in my lounge and we’re going to
curl up on the sofa, nice and warm and eat.’

‘Your lounge? How many lounges do you have?’

‘My lounge is the original one, dad has his own in the
old dining room and we have a sort of extra room in the basement, which we’ll
use tomorrow night.’ He led me down the hall.

‘A sex dungeon?’ I exclaimed, my eyes widening at the
thought.

‘No, a cinema room, sorry to disappoint,’ he laughed
as he flashed me one of his knicker wetting smiles.

He opened the door on the left, next to the front door
and I followed him through and he closed it behind me. It was directly below
his bedroom and decorated in the same grey and white. He’d closed the shutters
and there was a roaring fire in the original cast iron fire place, over which
was a huge silver framed mirror. Like my apartment there were original floor to
ceiling bookcases that had been painted white and were full of DVD’s and books.
He had the most enormous, very deep, black leather L shaped sofa in the corner,
covered with big cream mohair scatter cushions with cream fleece throws over
each arm. He sat in the corner and pulled me down next to him. I tucked up my
legs under me and tried a mouthful of dinner.

‘Good?’ he asked, as he saw me licking my lips.

‘Hmmm yes, you’re so good at cooking, cooking
and
sex,’ I smiled and he kissed my forehead.

‘It’s easy, you saw how quick that was, it took about
ten minutes. You could easily do that at home instead of eating crap all the
time.’ I kissed him on the cheek and we both ate in silence. I completely emptied
my bowl, as did he and he took it off me and put them both on his coffee table.
‘Still hungry? Can I get you anything else?’ he asked as he put his arm around
me. I leaned into him and put my head on his chest.

‘No thanks, that was so good, I’m full.’

‘How are you feeling? Sobering up yet?’

‘I still feel a bit tipsy, but not drunk. You?’

‘Same,’ he replied kissing the top of my head.

‘Why don’t you’ve a TV in your lounge?’

‘I do,’ he laughed.

‘Where is it?’

‘Watch.’ He reached behind him and I looked and saw
there was a narrow shelf running along the back of the sofa, on which he’d put
our glasses of water. It also had his remotes and he grabbed one, pointed and
clicked and I gasped as the mirror turned into a TV.

‘Wow Gabe, that’s amazing.’

‘It’s good isn’t it? Just didn’t seem in keeping with
the house to have a big wall mounted TV staring at me from above an original
fire place.’

‘No, that’s much better.’

He flicked through some channels and picked Heart FM
and left it on low in the background then put his arm back around me and kissed
my hair. I smiled, the music, the fire, he was getting all romantic and to
think he’d told me he wasn’t good at romance. I caressed my bangle on my arm as
I looked around the room again. He’d large pictures on the wall, all cityscapes
taken at night and this time, unlike the artwork in his bedroom, they were in
colour. I recognised New York with the Empire State building lit up, another
was of the Sydney Opera house with psychedelic colours on its white tiled roof
and I studied the third and frowned.

‘It’s Hong Kong harbour.’

‘What are all the spears of light?’

‘The do a laser light show at 8 every night on the
main island and that’s the view of it from the apartment.’

‘It’s so beautiful.’

‘You’re so beautiful, come and kiss me,’ he ordered.
He tucked a leg up and slid it down behind me and shuffled, so he was half
lying down, with me between his legs. He pulled me down so I lay on top of him,
pushed my hair back up off my face and draped it over my shoulder. I giggled as
he ran his finger down my nose and traced the outline of my mouth, before
placing a hand on the back of my neck and pulling me down to meet his lips,
halting my giggles in their tracks. He was so gentle this time, I felt his lips
swell as they caressed mine, which responded in kind and my stomach fluttered.
I closed my eyes and let out a low moan as I pushed a hand into his hair above
his ear.

I felt his hand slide under my shirt to cup my bottom
and his thumb gently stroking my soft skin. I slid an arm under his and held
onto his shoulder and sighed as our tongues met. It took no time at all for me
to feel myself responding to his intimacy again, somehow he knew I was ready
for him, he already knew my body better than I did. He rolled me onto my back
and lay next to me on his side and slowly undid the buttons of the shirt. He
pushed it open to look at my body, virtually naked except for the tie and knee
high socks and I gasped as he ran his finger across my collarbone and then
followed it with a trail of slow soft kisses, my skin prickling under the
gentleness of them. He did the same down between my breasts and across my
stomach and I moaned as he licked his way back up to find my mouth again. I
slid my hand into the back of his boxers to grip his firm bottom. After so many
intense orgasms tonight, how could he make me respond to him already? How could
my body be crying out for him yet again?

‘God I love kissing you,’ he whispered as he looked
into my eyes. My chest was heaving and my stomach churned inside to see the way
he was looking at me and my eyes filled up with tears. ‘What’s wrong?’ he asked,
stroking the side of my face.

‘The way you look at me sometimes, it’s like I’m so
precious to you and I’m so frightened of disappointing you.’

‘How could you disappoint me?’ he asked, looking at me
puzzled.

‘I fuck up Gabe, I do things that make you really cross,
I get you mad like today and then there’s all this drama with my insides and an
operation. I just worry that it’s all too much for you. That you’ll go back to
girls that it’s easy with, that one day you’ll never look at me like that again,
you won’t want me anymore.’

‘Mia,’ he sighed as he ran a thumb over my bottom lip.
‘We’re never going to agree on everything, we may get angry and cross with each
other, but that will never stop me loving you, you’re the one, the
only one
for me. As for your op, you really think I’d just walk away because you’re
having a few health problems? I promise you, the only thing that would drive me
away would be you cheating on me, or leaving me for someone else. That would
break my heart and I don’t know if I’d ever recover from that.’

‘I’d never do that to you Gabe, I promise. You’re all
I want, I’ve never felt this way before, never wanted anyone so badly. You really
think I’d cheat on you?’

‘I’m just so scared of losing you Mia, I’ve never
wanted anyone like this either and to see you so drunk tonight with all those
guys lusting over you ...’ he closed his eyes, shuddered and shook his head
before looking at me again, worry etched all over his face.

‘I was just having fun Gabe, but I’d never have gone
off with anyone else. I’d never do that to you, you’ve got to believe me. I
could never cheat on you as I’d die if you did the same to me. You’re all I
need Gabe, you’re everything I ever needed. I let you into my heart, even
though I was terrified and I’m still terrified, but I love you.’ I felt tears
rolling down my cheeks.

‘O baby don’t cry, it makes me so sad to see you cry.’
He kissed the tears off my face and pulled me into his arms and held me. ‘What
can I do to make you feel better?’

‘I need to feel close to you,’ I whispered as I clung
to him, his warm muscular body pressing against mine feeling so comforting.

‘We are close, I’m wrapped all around you baby,’ he
whispered back as he hugged me even more tightly.

‘I want you to hold me while you’re inside me, I feel
so connected to you then, it’s like nothing can ever hurt me.’ I was close to
Lexi, but the connection I had with Gabe when we were having sex was something
else, a whole other level that I’d never imagined could exist. He let go of his
grip of me and kissed me before sitting up.

‘I’d die before I let someone hurt you Mia.’

‘
Gabe,’
I winced to see the sincerity in his
eyes, he really seemed to mean it, was I really that important to him?

He stood up and tugged gently on my tie and I looked up
at him through the tears clinging to my lashes and stood up. He pushed the
shirt off my shoulders letting it drop to the floor, then led me by the tie to
the fire, onto a large cream sheepskin rug and stood in front of me, just
studying me. He ran his hands down each side of my body, cutting in at my waist,
then out over my hips, before he dropped to his knees and lay a trail of kisses
from one hip bone across to the other, pausing over my tattoo and tracing it
again with his index finger, like he had on Saturday. I sighed and caressed the
top of his head then lowered myself down to kneel in front of him and cupped
his face as I kissed him repeatedly.

‘Lie down for me,’ he whispered and I did as I was
asked, the sheepskin felt so soft against my bare back, the heat of the fire
made my hairs stand on end, sending a warm glow throughout my body. Gabe put
one of the mohair cushions under my head and stood back up and kept looking
down at me as he undid the remaining buttons on his jeans. He stuck his thumbs
in the waistband and slowly lowered them, along with his boxers. I gasped as I
watched every inch of his lower body unwrapped, he was better than any present
I’d ever received. He looked down at me as he stepped out of his clothes.

‘You’re looking at me now, like you did the first
night I saw you,’ he said quietly, looking slightly overcome with emotion.

‘No,’ I said, shaking my head vehemently. ‘It would’ve
just been lust then Gabe, because I didn’t know you, now I do it’s a
combination of lust and love.’

‘Mia,’ he sighed, looking so happy at my declaration. I
parted my legs, putting my ankles either side of his and stretched my hands
above my head arching my back. He looked down at me lying there, with just my
socks and tie and bit his lip and shook his head, a look of disbelief on his
face.

‘Make love to me Gabe,’ I whispered. I needed that
gentle intimate contact with him all of a sudden, not rough hot wild sex like
normal. I needed to feel how much he loved me, not just my body. He sank back
down so he was kneeling between my legs, slowly lowered himself down and entered
me, barely breaking through the first tight circle of muscle that was so
desperate to grip him. I moaned softly as he gently pushed into me and rode all
the way up until he could go no further, filling me completely. He groaned and
leaned his head down to whisper in my ear.

‘Mia, I want you to look at me, don’t take your eyes
off mine or close them baby, even when you come. That’s how we connect, that’s
how we’re close.’ He kissed the side of my neck, moved to my lips for a minute and
then pulled his head back and looked straight into my eyes as he started to glide
in and out of me, slowly and rhythmically.

‘Gabe,’ I sighed. I moaned louder and lifted my chin,
my mouth widening with my sudden need for oxygen, as I wrapped my legs around
his waist and gripped his strong muscular shoulders. I felt myself tighten
around him and he groaned, but kept his focus on my eyes. I worked with his
timing clenching tightly around him on every push in, releasing as he withdrew.
I felt the tingling in my pelvis that always precedes my orgasms and gasped as
I felt my eyes starting to close, to savour the moment.

‘Keep looking at me Mia,’ he whispered. My mouth
opened wider as I inhaled the hot air and looked up at him, fighting the urge
to close them and give into the sensations as he moved in and out, in and out,
gently, but relentlessly. The intensity of his gaze felt even more penetrating
than his length or girth inside me.

‘Gabe I can’t, it’s too much,’ I groaned.

‘Don’t close them Mia, I need you to keep them open,’
he ordered, gently. I could tell from his breathing, his face and his stomach
muscles tightening that he was ready to come as well.

‘Gabe I need to look away, please let me look away.
The way you’re looking at me … it’s too much.’

‘I need you to see it Mia, to feel it. See how much I
love you.’

‘Gabe …
please
. I feel like I’m on fire, it’s
intense, it’s too … intense.’

‘Stay with me baby, just a bit longer,’ he groaned. I
felt my body start to react, there was no turning back now, my orgasm was
coming at me and nothing could stop it. ‘I can tell you’re coming your cheeks
have gone flushed. Don’t fight it, give it to me Mia. Let me have you, let me
love you. Keep looking at me Mia, please.’

‘Gabe,’ I sobbed as I ignited inside and my body
started to tremble. ‘What’s happening? Why’s it so …  much more? I can’t … Gabe
I .… just can’t.’

‘Don’t look away baby,’ he ordered, his voice low and
husky, full of emotion. My hips rose up to meet his as I quaked. I wanted to
scream, but it was suddenly like someone had just muted my volume control, he
was making me show him with my eyes what he’d just done to me instead of with
my voice and I felt my mouth opening and closing as nothing came out and he
kept looking at me, with the most tender expression I’d ever seen on his face. ‘That’s
it, let me have it baby, keep looking at me. You’re so beautiful, I love you
Mia.’