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Authors: Twyla Turner

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“Sunny look at me. Keep your eyes open, Sweet Girl. I need to see you.”

His speed picked up, feeling his climax just beneath the surface. Sunny’s face telling him that she was also close. So he swirled his hips knowing that it would set her off. He felt her muscles flutter around him and her gasps grew louder. Her eyelids drifted lower, as if she’d close her eyes.  

“No Sunny. I need to watch you come.”

His words must have set her off. Her eyes widened and she cried out. Her walls flexed convulsively against his cock drawing out his orgasm and he erupted, spilling his seed inside of her again. She writhed beneath him as he continued to thrust into her lengthening both their orgasms until they were both spent. He collapsed and pulled Sunny to him, spooning her from behind as they fell asleep.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chapter 11

 

 

 

 

Sunny woke up to sunlight streaming in through the windows and strong arms slipping around her. One around her waist and the other across her chest holding her tight, and her naked back flush against a solid bare chest. She stretched like a cat, feeling a delicious soreness in her limbs and nether regions reminding her of the previous night. She smiled and opened her eyes. Sitting on the bed in front of her was a tray of food. There was a plate with an omelet and bacon, a little saucer with buttered toast, a bowl of fresh fruit and a glass of orange juice.
What the…?!

Sunny’s head whipped around to see a very happy masculine face, smiling down at her.

“Good morning, Sweet Girl. God, it feels like I’ve waited a lifetime to say that to you face to face in bed.” He was literally grinning from ear to ear.

“That’s for me?” Sunny asked unsure, glancing over at the tray of food.

“Yes.”

“And you made all that?”

“Yes.”

“Well…bend me over, smack my ass and call me Irish,” Sunny deadpanned.

Gabe fell back with a deep belly laugh, clutching his rock hard abs. “Maybe we’ll try that later.” He said after he got his laughter under control.

Gabe watched her as she pinched the skin of her forearm. “What are you doing?” He looked at her amused.

“Just checking to make sure I’m awake. Seriously Gabe, this shit just doesn’t happen to me. You made me breakfast in bed for God’s sake! My usual fare is: guys letting the door close in my face when walking into a building or better yet, holding my apartment door open for a guy while my hands are filled with heavy grocery bags and not even getting a ‘thank you’! I thought the word ‘chivalry’ and been removed from the English dictionary.”

Gabe leaned in and kissed her lush lips passionately, and then released her just as quickly. “Then I think it’s high time that you’re treated like the queen you are. And I’m just the man to do it. Now, eat up before your breakfast gets cold.”

“Uh…maybe you should wait until I’ve brushed my teeth before you go kissing me like that.” Sunny grinned as she sat back against the pillows.

“I like your morning breath”, he kissed her again, before placing the tray on her lap.

“Ew! So, did you eat anything yet?”

“Yeah, while you were sleeping.”

“Man, you must have really worn me out, if I slept that hard!” She gave him a sassy smile.

“I do what I can.” He smiled back. “So how about I run a bath for us while you’re eating?”

“Okay.” She responded shyly.

He got up and walked into the bathroom while Sunny tried to eat. She wasn’t feeling very hungry, but then again that could be because the butterflies in her stomach weren’t making much room for food. Though she did end up eating a little bit of everything, seeing as how he had went through so much trouble to make her breakfast. And surprisingly, everything was delicious. He was a good cook.

She heard Gabe shutting the water off as she placed the tray on the nightstand and wrapped the top sheet around her naked body. She grabbed some bobby-pins out of her purse and twisted her mass of curls up and out of the way for their bath. Then she padded to the bathroom quietly and leaned against the doorway, watching him pour oil that smelled like lavender into the steaming water and swirling it around.

Sensing her presence, he turned to look at her. They quietly studied each other for a moment; him wearing nothing but jeans that hung off his hips and ass like sin and her wrapped in nothing but a sheet.

“Well don’t you make a vision?” Gabe strolled over to her, kissed her lips and guided her further into the bathroom.

Gabe watched her brush her teeth, clutching the sheet to her the entire time. When she was finished, she turned back to him. She reached out to undo his jeans, and pushed them over his hips letting them fall to the floor. He was already fully aroused. The sight made her flush all over.

He removed her hand from the sheet and unwrapped her like a present, the sheet falling to the floor with his jeans, leaving her bare. He made an appreciative sound in the back of his throat. Then he swooped down to pick her up, cradling her against his hard body as he swung her legs over the edge of the tub. He eased her legs down to stand in the tub and she lowered herself into the warm fragrant water, scooting forward to give him room to get in behind her.

Once in, he immediately pulled her closer between his legs, his erection resting against her lower back and her top half against his chest. They both sighed at the same time, making them both laugh at each other.

“So is there anything that you want to do today, before we have to leave?” Gabe asked as he entwined their wet fingers together.

“I’d say, stay right here in this tub, but then we’d get all prune-y.”

“How about this: we make love, then walk on the beach, then make love, then eat a late lunch, make love again and then head back?”

“Sounds like a plan to me.” Sunny chuckled at his suggestion.

“Good.”

Gabe soaked a washcloth in the water then gently squeezed it onto Sunny’s skin; letting the water run down her neck, shoulders and breasts. He grabbed the bar of soap from the ledge of the tub, rubbing it between his hands.

Starting at her neck, he massaged the lather into her skin, moving slowly down to work her creamy brown shoulders. She bent forward giving him better access to her back. Getting the hint, he worked his way down kneading her muscles along the way. Finished with her back, he brought her back to his chest, re-soaped his hands and slid them down to her breasts. Gliding his hands over and under, gently squeezing them as he stroked up till he pinched the tips with light pressure. Her moans turned into gasps, her lower half starting to move restlessly. His hands journeyed down her rounded tummy, making his way to her wet pussy. The slickness of her arousal contrasted differently than the wetness of the water. His fingers sought her clit between her labia. Making contact; she cried out, arched her back and dug her nails into his thighs. Sunny tried closing her legs, but Gabe lifted his ankles over hers forcing her legs to spread apart.

He continued to play her like an instrument, her cries practically making him come it was such a turn-on. Now that she was learning to relax and enjoy pleasure, her natural sensuality was breathtaking.

Gabe palmed her wet heat, sliding two fingers inside and using his thumb to strum her clit. She pumped her hips into one hand, while his other stroked her breasts and nipples. Her body bowed and tensed, her insides the only thing moving as her muscles contracted against his fingers, crying out her release.

Her orgasm fading, she went limp and collapsed onto his chest. As her breathing calmed Gabe whispered in her ear, “Turn around Sweet Girl.”

Gabe helped her onto his lap as she turned. Her knees on either side of him, she raised her hips to hover over his hardness. Positioning him at her entrance, she slammed down onto his awaiting cock. The sudden shock of being inside her tight heat again, made him shout out her name. Sunny sat still for a moment letting the sensation envelope them. Then she started to move, raising her hips as she clenched her muscles around him, only to slam back down again. She continued the slow torture and Gabe practically went cross-eyed from the feeling.

He leaned forward drawing one of her wet slippery nipples into his mouth. Her head was thrown back and eyes closed, enjoying the control she had over him as she rode him. Taking the control back before he lost his mind, Gabe grasped her hips and started pounding into her at a ridiculous speed. As she pushed down, he pumped up, matching her thrust for thrust. The water splashed over the edge every time their bodies slapped together.

“Ah…Gabe! I’m gonna come again!” Sunny cried out.

She convulsed around him and her scream shattered his ears. Again her contracting walls instantly made him come. His cock pulsated into her as he reached his climax.

“FUCK!” He yelled out, as he gripped her hips tightly continuing to pump into her.

Finally wrung out, his head fell back on the tub and she sprawled across him. She nuzzled her face into his neck, sighing tiredly.

They sat in the cooling water for a while longer, holding on to each other tightly. Realizing they were starting to prune and she was shivering from the now cool water, Gabe sat up and Sunny looked up at him sleepily.

“We better finish washing and get out of this water.” He suggested softly.

“Mmm…” Was all she could get out.

He made her stand as he finished washing her lower half, moving quickly because of the cool air making her quiver. Then she took the soap from him and washed his body, being quite thorough in certain areas, making his body start to come alive again.

“Uh, you’re asking for trouble Sweet Girl.” He said in a warning tone.

“Oops, sorry.” She said making a guilty face.

She finished washing him and after they were rinsed off, he stepped out of the tub first and then lifted her out. He grabbed a gigantic fluffy towel and vigorously dried her off, trying to generate warmth back into her body. And she did the same for him. The whole process was sweet and loving and warmed both their hearts.

“Okay, now that we’ve checked one of our plans off the list, we should probably get dressed and move on to the next. Before I skip the walk on the beach and move right into making love again.” Gabe grinned devilishly at her.

Sunny just grinned back at him as she made her way into the bedroom to lotion down her body and get dressed. Which they found didn’t work out so great, since he completely ravished her after watching her apply the cream to her luscious curves. Sunny filed that information in the back of her mind.
Note to self: Don’t lotion in front of Gabe if we have plans to be somewhere.
Needless to say, the walk on the beach came way later.

 

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Sunny and Gabe spent the rest of the day enjoying each other. They walked along the beach holding hands, making lunch together, and making love on and off.

As they packed up to leave, Gabe noticed that Sunny slipped more and more into a melancholy mood. He was feeling a little morose himself, knowing that their idyllic weekend would soon be coming to an end. At this point he was ready to march over to her apartment, pack up all her stuff and move her into his home in Malibu.

But he knew that she wasn’t ready for that step. Exchanging ‘I love yous’ had already scared the shit out of her. He couldn’t have been more thrilled. She was everything that he could’ve ever wanted, didn’t even know he wanted. He felt so…full. No one had ever loved him before, which made him guard his heart, not willing to love anyone else either. And now that he had her, he wouldn’t let her go. He didn’t think he could, even if he tried.  

He knew that she probably wouldn’t be freaking out if he was some regular guy working construction or something like that. His career, his fame was the problem. But there was nothing he could do about that. All he could do was try to guide her through the life of scrutiny he had thrown her into and hope she could make it out the other side unscathed.

So with a heavy heart, he grabbed their bags and led her out of the cottage. She was quiet the whole way back, just leaning into him as he drove the boat back to Long Beach.

Once there, he called a cab to pick them up. He wanted to ride with her back to her apartment to make sure she got there safely. Then he’d take the cab back to the boat to take it to Malibu.

Sunny finally spoke, once they were in the cab. “You didn’t have to come with me, only for you to have to come right back.”

“It’s nothing. I had to make sure you got home safe.” He brushed her hair away from her face.

She just nodded and remained quiet for the rest of the short ride.

When the cab pulled up to her building, Gabe told the cabbie to keep the meter running. Then he walked Sunny into her building and to her door. He held her face in both hands and leaned in to kiss her thoroughly. He broke away and rested his forehead on hers, breathing deeply to calm his pulse.

“I’d come in, but then I’d never leave. And I have to get my boat back, since it’s only temporary docking.”

“I know.” Sunny said sadly.

“Please Sunny, stop being so sad. It’s not the end of the world because the weekend is over.” Concern was written all over his face.

“I know. I know. It’s just that it was the best weekend of my life and I don’t want it to be over. Reality is totally overrated!” She huffed indignantly.

He chuckled, “Oh, this weekend was nothing but real. I can still smell you, taste you on my tongue, and feel your warmth around my cock. So it was very real for me.”

“Well since you put it that way…” She said in a shaky voice.

“So…lunch sometime this week?” Gabe changed the subject before he took her in the middle of her public hallway.

“Yes, please. Since it’s the beginning of a new week and I have to work this weekend I’m off Tuesday.”

“Then how about you spend the day with me on the set? Watch me work?”

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