Baggage & Buttons (28 page)

‘Already Lexi? It’s only just past eight,’ I said
astonished. We were naturally born night owls, eight was
way
too early
for Lexi.

‘Do I have to keep reminding you that I’m pregnant?
I’m absolutely bloody knackered. Cheers for today Gabe, see you both in the
morning,’ she smiled, as she disappeared into her room.

Gabe and I stood in the hall just looking at each
other, so I dragged him into the lounge.

‘Are we ok Gabe? You’ve hardly said a word to me since
we left the pub.’

‘I’m just finding the thought of not seeing you for a
few nights very hard.’

‘So am I, but I feel like it’s the right thing to do.
So can’t we just enjoy what we have left of this evening?’

‘What do you want to do then?’ he sighed. ‘Are you
hungry?’

‘Yes, but I couldn’t eat a full meal, not after that
huge Sunday dinner.’

‘How about I do a carpet picnic?’

‘Sounds great. I’d like to come and see what you’re
doing.’

‘Aren’t you supposed to be phoning your mum back?’

‘Damn it,’ I muttered. ‘Why do I keep forgetting?
She’s going to be so pissed.’

‘So go and call her, I’ll sort out the food and see
you back in here when you’re ready?’ I nodded and pursed my lips, but he quickly
kissed my forehead and headed out.

I sighed, it seemed I’d
really
pissed him off.
I sorted the lounge, putting on the fire and table lamps and closed the
curtains, then headed to my bedroom and changed into my shorts and leg warmers.
I stripped off my bra, it always felt so constrictive when I was on. I headed
to the bathroom and knocked back a couple more painkillers and went to sit on
the bed and took a moment to mentally prepare before I rang mum, she was going
to be so mad. I was surprised when it went to answer machine.

‘Hi mum it’s me, Mia. I’m so sorry I didn’t ring
earlier I was out for the day with Lexi and … well some other friends. We’re
fine, we’re both fine so there’s no need to worry about either of us. I hope
you and Gerry are ok, it’s not like you to be out on a Sunday evening. I’ll try
you tomorrow instead. Love you.’

I put the phone down and shook my head. How many times
in one short call could I lie to my own mother? “O by the way since we last
spoke Lexi’s pregnant, has no idea who the father is and she’s thinking of
having an abortion. I’m having sex, unbelievably amazing sex, I’ve fallen in
love and he’s virtually moved in and I’m really terrified about it and o yes I
need to see a gynaecologist as I may have cysts and an incurable disease.” The
truth would just blow her mind in one call, let alone on an answer message. I
went into the lounge and found Gabe sitting on the floor, his back to the sofa facing
the fire and he turned to look at me as I shut the door and leaned against it.

‘I’ve made you really cross today,’ I stated as I
looked at him.

‘I’m not cross, I’m off balance,’ he said, after a
considered silence. ‘I’ve never had a girl ask to see less of me Mia. They’re
normally throwing themselves at me and it’s me making excuses to see less of
them, I’m just not sure how to take this.’

‘I’m sorry Gabe, I never meant to hurt you. That was
the last thing I wanted to do, please believe me.’

‘I do, I’m just used to being in control all the time
Mia. This I’m in control one minute, you are the next is proving really challenging
for me.’

‘For me too.’

‘Ok so how about we forget it for now and just have
something to eat then?’ He managed a smile, so I gave him one back and walked
around to see he’d moved the coffee table out of the way of the fire and was
sitting on the fleecy blanket. He had a dinner plate full of pieces of the different
types of cheeses he’d selected earlier that morning, along with some crackers,
figs, sliced pears and apples and two glasses of apple juice.

‘Looks good,’ I smiled as I sat down next to him on
the floor.

‘Well it’s a bit basic. You’d normally have all sorts
of deli items, maybe some French bread, pate and a nice bottle of wine or
champagne …’ he stopped and quickly looked at me.

‘Don’t worry, I’ve had my quota of alcohol today thank
you, apple juice is just fine. This looks really lovely thanks.’

‘Here try the blue cheese and pear together,’ he held
them out in his fingers and I took them gently from him with my teeth.

‘Wow that’s a good combination. How did you get to be
so knowledgeable about food?’

‘I spent most of my holidays living with dad in
various cities while he was on business. I grew up eating in nice restaurants
and learning to appreciate different cultures food and wines.’ He fed me some
more cheese and fruit and then popped some in his own mouth.

‘Which cities?’

‘He has apartments in London, New York and Hong Kong,
so it was pretty awesome as a kid spending time with him. You’d love them. The
London apartment’s in Knightsbridge, New York’s overlooks the Empire State and Hong
Kong’s the harbour and main island.’

‘I’ve been to London a couple of times, but never New
York or Hong Kong. Are they really as good as they look?’

‘Better, here try this one on the cracker. You know
New York over the Christmas period’s just amazing.’ He reached out and brushed
a crumb from my lip and I sighed to feel his gentle touch. ‘You ok?’

‘I just like it when you touch me,’ I nodded with a
shy smile.

‘Come here.’ He pulled his knees up and apart and indicated
for me to come and sit between them. I crawled over, shuffled my way back into
him and he put his right arm around my waist as I leaned back against his firm chest.
I reached over and got some fruit and cheese and twisted round and popped them
in his mouth. We polished off the plate of food and the drinks as we discussed
the various places we’d been around the world. I thought I was well travelled,
but he’d nearly seen it all.

‘Your dad must rack up some serious frequent flier
miles, you could have a free round the world trip off those every year,’ I
exclaimed and Gabe laughed. ‘What’s so funny?’

‘We don’t generally fly with an airline, his company
has a two private jets to make sure he and his directors can travel at short
notice to where they’re needed.’

‘God Gabe, a driver, private jets, your lovely house here,
three apartments in some of the most expensive places in the world to live. Does
he own Google or something?’

‘He’s CEO of his own international firm. Now you see
why I don’t tell people. I never know if it’s about me or his money.’

I sat upright and twisted to look at him horrified. ‘O
my god, you don’t think that I’m only with you because of…’ He put his fingers
on my lips silencing me.

‘No. That’s one of the reasons you’re the first girl I
took home and the reason why I don’t mind telling you. I know you don’t care
about that, somehow I just I know it’s all about me,’ he nodded. I scrambled out
from between his knees, turned and straddled him.

‘It
is
all about you Gabe,’ I whispered as I
gripped his shoulders. I felt him harden below me and he slid his hands under
my jumper and up my bare back. His touch was like hot stones warming my skin,
it was bliss. We sat looking at each other for a while, it was so good to feel
him so close to me again.

‘God, you’re so beautiful baby,’ he sighed. He pulled
me in and kissed me, making my entire body melt. I clasped his face as I gently
probed his mouth with my tongue and he moaned softly and tried to pull away,
but I pulled him back until he started to respond. I felt my nipples harden and
gasped, the sensation against my jumper was a hundred times more intense than
when I wasn’t on. I pulled my face away from his, grabbed my jumper and pulled it
off, throwing it on the floor. His eyes went wide and his tongue darted across
his lips as he looked at my full heavy swollen breasts and protruding nipples.

‘O god what are you doing. You can’t … we can’t, not
after what you said today.’

‘Gabe, I didn’t say we could never want each other
again, touch each other or have sex. Sometimes I just panic thinking you’re mistaking
lust for love and then you go and do or say something that makes me think you’re
not. I need you to touch me, I need you to want me and you’ve hardly looked at
me tonight until a few minutes ago.’

‘I always want you, I was just trying to be respectful
of your wishes. I can’t look at you or touch you without getting hard, I was
trying to keep that out of the equation.’

‘Gabe, from here on out, when we’ve agreed to spend
the night together, assume I’m more than fine with your hard on being
in
the equation.’

‘But you have you period.’

‘And I feel more horny than ever. Just because you
can’t penetrate me doesn’t mean you can’t make me come, just like I can make
you come in other ways.’

He pulled me back down to meet his gentle lips and as we
kissed he pushed a hand down into my shorts to grasp my bare behind. Suddenly
he tipped me backwards and gently lowered me down onto the blanket in front of
the fire. He kneeled over me, pulled off his jumper, then slowly unbuttoned his
shirt and pulled it off. I sighed in awe as I looked up at him and his incredible
tight torso. Could there be a man more perfectly put together than Gabe out
there? I certainly didn’t think it was possible. I tugged him down until he was
on all fours above me. He propped himself up on one arm as he ran his fingers
around my hairline and down the side of my face, pausing fleetingly on my lips
before tracing down my throat to my breastbone, then slowly circled his
fingertips around the outside of my right breast and spiralled inwards, until
he reached my responsive nipple, making me arch up off the floor.

‘O god it feels like electricity running through me.’

‘Too much?’

‘No!’ I cried, worried he’d stop. ‘It feels so good.’

He leaned down kissing me as his fingers pulled and
squeezed, making me gasp. I put one hand behind his head to keep his mouth on mine,
while the other reached up to grip his shoulder. I felt like I was about to
short circuit when he finally moved his head away and leant down to suckle and nibble
my nipple, making me whine in pleasure. I started writhing my hips and he
lowered his pelvis onto mine and I pushed my pelvic bone against his erection
and started to grind.

‘Mia,’ he groaned, the heat of his breath puckering my
flesh.

‘O god don’t stop, I can feel myself coming Gabe.’ I
pulled his backside down to force him further onto me as I rose up to meet him
again and again. My nipples felt like bullets and stung under the pressure of
his lips and when he gently bit down on one, I cried out as I climaxed. As I
felt the amazing sensation of my orgasm hit me, it suddenly combined with
radiating pain through my stomach and lower back, as if my period were
reminding me I’d no right to be enjoying myself. I winced at the combination of
sensations.

‘Baby are you ok?’ he asked.

‘Yes, just super sensitive, it heightened everything.’
I gasped. I flipped him onto his back and quickly leaned over to kiss him, so I
could let out some groans of pain, along with those of pleasure from his tongue
finding mine again. I wasn’t quitting, not until I’d made sure he’d come as
well. I ran my hand down his abs and taut stomach and ran my fingers along the
inside of his jeans and boxers. As I kissed him more and more aggressively, he
began to squirm beneath me. I pulled my fingers out from his waistband and
unbuttoned his jeans, found the gap in his boxers and tugged him out of them.

It was his turn to groan as my hand gripped him hard.
Before I’d even had a chance to think about how I was going to manoeuvre myself
comfortably to take him in my mouth, I felt him twitch in my hand and a warm fluid
trickling down my hand and wrist. He reached down with his hand and closed it
around mine to tighten my grip on him as he continued to kiss me and flex in my
palm. When he released my hand, I quickly rolled onto my back and raised my
knees and took a few deep breaths, before he propped himself up on his side to
smile at me.

‘Wow, I think we just set a new world record for speed
of ejaculation.’ I bit my lip and smiled as he leaned in and kissed me again. ‘I’ll
go and get some wipes from the bathroom, don’t move it’s all over your hand and
arm.’

‘Don’t worry, I’ve no intention of moving,’ I smiled
back, then grimaced as he left the room. Holy shit I hurt.

He returned a couple of minutes later and kneeled next
to me and took my hand and cleaned me.

‘Why didn’t you tell me?’ he asked quietly.

‘Tell you what?’

‘That you’re in pain.’

‘Says who?’

‘
Mia,
’ he warned. ‘I knew as soon as I looked
into your eyes when I sat up. How long’s it been bothering you?’

‘Niggling on and off all day,’ I shrugged.

‘Did the heated car seat help? I noticed you put it on
a few times.’

‘Yes.’ Did he miss nothing?

‘Did I just make you worse?’ he whispered as he looked
at me very seriously and concerned.