DREAM (27 page)

Chapter 26

I dab a little bit of perfume behind each ear. I adjust my breast in my white lace bra and make sure my white thong sits low on my hips.

Our evening has been perfect. I cooked for Gable, Leo, and Bruce. I haven’t fixed a meal since Dad passed away, and it was great to do it for Gable.

Now, I’m going to have a nice, long night with him, and I hope we don’t sleep at all.

“Now, that is a beautiful ass.”

I laugh, turning around to see Gable leaning against the doorframe.

“When did you become so crass, Mr. Butler?”

“Oh, about two minutes ago when I saw my beautiful wife standing there practically naked.”

“This was supposed to be a surprise.” I put my hands on my hips.

“It was when I saw you.” He comes closer to me. His belt is already undone and his pants are hanging low. His black shirt is unbuttoned to the point where I can see his chest hair.

“You look very hot, Gable.” I run my hands up his chest touching the soft silk.

“I’m thinking the same thing about you.” He slowly traces my hips until he cups my ass. “I can’t believe how you become more and more beautiful every day.”

“Wow, laying it on thick.” I wink and giggle.

“I mean it.” His tone is serious. “You’re more stunning than the first time I saw you on the college campus.”

I caress his beard on his jaw line. “Thank you, Gable, for everything.” I lift up on my toes and kiss his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you. Now, I have a question for you.”

“You do? What is it?” I playfully smile at him.

He spins me around and pulls my back to his chest, wrapping his left arm around my waist. I’m facing the full-length mirror.

“Are you wet?” His husky voice tickles my ear.

My heart begins to race and my legs quiver knowing that Gable is as horny as I am.

“Yes.”

“Are you?” He takes his right arm and skims my thigh and over the top of the white lace.

“Yes.” I sigh, relaxing against him.

“Let me ask you Dream, have you masturbated?” He bites my earlobe and I hiss from the ting of pain and pleasure.

“Yes.”

“Did you push your fingers deep into you?”

He lightly grazes my clit and my knees almost give way.

“Yes.”

“Did you rub yourself hard? As hard as I’ve pounded into you.” He nibbles on my collarbone.

“Yes.”

“Do it now.”

I tense up and open my eyes meeting his lust filled eyes in the mirror. “What?”

“Show me.” He takes hold of my hand and, together with his, slides in under the lace. “Show me, Dream.”

Gable guides my first two fingers with his and begins to rub me. I can feel his hard on pressing against the small of my back.

“Have you ever had a wet dream, Dream?”

I moan and nod.

“About me?”

I nod.

“as I on top?” Gable’s blue eyes are still locked on mine.

“No.” I gasp as he rubs our fingers harder against me.

“I wasn’t? Ah, Dream, were you on top?” He licks up my neck, circling our fingers faster.

“Yes.”

“Where were we?” He pulls our fingers down and pushes all four fingers into me. “Spread your legs.” He orders and I comply. Gable drives our fingers in and out and I close my eyes. I’m trying to catch my breath when he asks again, “Where were we?”

“Your office,” I say.

“On the desk?”

I shake my head. I can’t speak because he moves our hands and rubs my clit.

“On the couch?”

“No.” I answer.

“Where?”

“Your chair.”

“Oh.” He hums against my skin. “You were straddling me in my office chair.” He kisses down my neck.

“No.” I moan again and I rub my clit faster and Gable follows my lead.

“No?” His tone causes my eyes to open my eyes.

“No.” I say again. I can’t slow my fingers and continue to stroke myself looking at him.
Damn, this is hot.

“Dream,” he says my name softly and smirks. “Where you riding me backward?”

I bite my lip and close my eyes as the memory floods me. I had gone into his office at Butler Corp and worn a short black leather mini skirt and a halter-top—neither of which I own. I pushed him into the chair and undid his pants. Gable doesn’t say anything as I turn around and position him into my core.

“Gable.” I say his name over and over as I climax right there in the bathroom.

“You’re the hottest woman on this planet.” He chuckles in my ear.

~~~

I sit with my coffee on the back porch watching the sun on the horizon. I feel like a brand new person. I spent the night making love with Gable and sleeping in his arms. I’m safe with him, no matter where I am.

When I woke up a couple hours later, I stared at my husband. It’s the first time I ever watched him sleep. He looked peaceful, relaxed, and I loved him.

Now, I’m outside in the unseasonably warm sun, I look out to the pond. The water is still and serene. When was the last time I had been this calm? I sip my coffee and bask in the glow of the sun.

“You look beautiful sitting there.”

I smile at Gable who’s standing over me.

“Thank you.”

“Mind if I join you?”

“I’d love it.” I figure he’ll sit next to me, but instead he picks me up, sits in my chair, and cradles me in his lap. “Did you not want your own chair?” I tease him.

“I’m more comfortable this way.” He takes my coffee and sips it before handing it back to me.

“You know, that could be cause of being slapped around.”

“What?”

“Drinking another person’s morning coffee.”

“Hhhmmm, are you threatening me or promising me?” He quirks one eyebrow up.

I laugh. “Neither, but I’ve now warned you.” I kiss his lips. “What your plan for today?”

“I thought we could go riding or maybe take a hike. Which would like to do?”

I snuggle into his chest. “Can we do both? Maybe ride out for a bit then hike for a little while.”

“Sounds perfect. Let’s get ready.”

~~~

Leo and Bruce don’t go with us when we head out that morning. Gable drives the four-wheeler and I hold tightly to him the entire ride. He’s wearing black cargo pants and a black t-shirt, with a black leather jacket.

He takes me up a long, windy trail until we are about halfway up a small mountain. Gable parks the four-wheeler and we walk up the rest of the way. When we reach a small look out, the two of us sit there and don’t say anything. He wraps his arms around me and brushes his lips against my cheek and neck.

“You know I smell like nature right now, and I’m a little sweaty.” I gaze up at him.

“It’s turning me on.” He smirks.

“Seriously?”

“You always get me hard.”

I laugh and my voice echoes through the air. “You’re being crass again, Gable. Before I know it, you’re going to throw me on the ground and have your way with me.”

I yelp as Gable twists me around and we both fall back onto the ground.

“You can have your way with me. That sounds like more fun.” He wraps his hand around my ponytail and pulls my lips toward his. The kiss is rough, but I want him.

“I’ve never had sex in the woods before.” I giggle.

“I love being your first.”

“I love it, too.”

~~~

After a hot shower and washing my hair three times, I think I finally have all the twigs, grass, and leaves out of my hair. My yoga pants and a hoodie keep me warm as I head back downstairs.

Bruce made dinner this evening. The chicken masala is mouthwatering. As it had been the night before, the conversation is light, relaxing, and fun. Gable is more touchy-feely with me this evening and I love it. He’s constantly rubbing my thigh, back, and neck. The soft loving touches keep sending shivers through me and I’m desperate to get him into bed again.

“Let’s practice.” Gable stands, as do Bruce and Leo.

“What?” I question.

“Come on.” Gable takes my hand and we all head outside in the dark.

There are three four-wheelers parked just outside. Gable hands me the helmet I had worn earlier and tells me to get on. I hop on and I notice Bruce and Leo are already on their own.

“Gable, what are we doing?”

“You’ve been practicing with Leo and Bruce, right?”

“Um...sure.”

“Let’s see how you do.” He starts the motor and we head up the trail we had been on earlier, with Bruce and Leo behind us.

Gable drives for about a mile or so and then cuts off the trail and heads deeper into the woods. I’m nervous we might get lost since we are now off trail. He continues another couple miles and stops, cutting off the engine.

“Get off.” He orders and I swing my leg over and jump to the ground. I shake my head out of the helmet.

“What’s going on?”

“We’re going to practice. Well, sort-of.” He gets off the four-wheeler and opens the bag that’s strapped to the back. I can hear him pulling out items, but I can hardly see anything. It’s then Gable turns on a flashlight.

“You need this.” He hands me the light.

“Why do I need this?” I can hear my voice shaking.

“Because you’re about to be attacked and you’ll need to defend yourself.”

“What the hell are you talking about? I’m not going to hurt Bruce or Leo.”

“I didn’t say they were going to attack you, did I?” I can see the seriousness on his face from the glow of the flashlight.

“Gable.” I freeze. “Who’s going to attack me?”

He walks around the four-wheeler and grips my shoulders tightly. “Please remember I’m doing this for your own good, and I love you. You have my permission to yell at me later.” He kisses me hard on the lips and swiftly hops on the ATV and races away.

My mouth hangs open. That asshole left me, in the woods, with nothing but a flashlight and a knife. I’m not going to yell at him. I’m going to kick his ass when I get back to the house. I growl loudly out of frustration and begin to stomp in the direction we came. I’m not an outdoor type of girl. I was raised in the city. I was raised in the city. I know Prada and Dior, not L.L Bean and Eddie Bauer.

A hear a twig pop to my left and I jump. My heart is pounding and I swing the flashlight in the direction where I heard the noise. The only three words that are coming to mind are:
Texas Chainsaw Massacre
.

This isn’t going to be fun.

You’re about to be attacked.
Gable’s words come to the forefront of my mind. He said it wouldn’t be Bruce and Leo. Who is it going to be? Can I really hurt someone?

I steady my breath and I can almost hear Leo’s voice from our first training session.

Rule number one, Dream, be aware of your surroundings, and remain focused.

Okay, I’m in the middle of the fucking woods and all I see are trees and darkness from the limited light I have.

I hear rustling to my left and suddenly I’m being picked up in a bear hug. I drop my flashlight and I scream as loud as I can. The grip is tight and it’s hurting me.

This time its Bruce’s training that springs to mind. I quickly lift my right leg and with all my strength I slam on the arch of his right foot. The person groans a bit, but loosens their grip enough for me to turn and I raise my right knee to connect with them between the legs. I hear the ‘humph’ of the male voice and he drops to the ground. I grab the flashlight and run as fast as my legs will take me.

I don’t know how far I ran, but I see a faint light in the distance to my right. I slow my pace and remember Leo’s words.

Rule number two: trust your instincts.

This could be a trap. I know Leo and Bruce might still be in the woods, but Gable told me that they weren’t the ones attacking me. My gut is telling me not to go toward that light. I spin my direction to the left and run in that direction.

I run about another hundred yards, dodging tree limbs, trees, and bushes. I stop and focus on where I am. Damn it, I should have paid better attention when Gable and I were out this morning.

Rule three: pay attention.

Well, I fucked up on that one. How was I supposed to know I was going to be attacked this evening?

Rule four: Remain calm

I take a deep breath in and quietly release it. I try to steady my racing heart and adrenaline that’s in overdrive. I look around and I see the trail to my right. I walk over to it and stand in the middle looking around. Do I go left or right? I look both ways, but only see the same scenery: dark, dirt, and trees.