Chapter 40

Background color
Font
Font size
Line height

Natalia was updating him on the going's on at work in the month that he had been gone but she could see Gabe's eyes dart around the room with no focus. He was in pain and Natalia felt bad for being the reason he couldn't be all doped up on oxy.

He would thank her later, she was sure of it. She was all too familiar with drug dependency after an injury. When Nick, her twin, had torn his ACL in the knee, some whack job doctor had sent him home with too many pain pills and he had an uphill battle with addiction and withdrawal symptoms. She couldn't watch another man she loved go through the same thing.

The hospital had come up with a plan to gradually lessen the amount of pills he needed and to alternate with non-steroidal anti-inflammatory drugs instead of solely being reliant on them. It had been working so far, but on some days nothing worked.

He gave her an apologetic smile when he noticed her silence. He was so patient with her, Natalia felt her chest tighten with emotions she couldn't express further than, 'I love you.'

Not to mention, he had only become more attractive to her since he had been away. He had kept the beard at her urging, and the lengthy hair strands that curled around his ear.

His body had gotten leaner, with more cuts of muscle. He had a deep tan on his skin, golden brown, the type you get when you brown things in butter over a hot pan. The tiny, soft hairs on his arms and neck were bleached golden. He looked like a sun-kissed Greek statue and he was all hers.

She blinked from her unabashed study of him, returning to the matter at hand, "I'm sorry, do you want me to call your GP? I can — "

"No, you're right babe. I don't want to be reliant on painkillers. Not everyone is lucky to have you in their corner."

She stared into his lush verdant eyes and pressed her lips to his. "Let me make you feel better," she whispered against them.

She kissed down his perfect abs, holding his t-shirt up from his abdomen, delighting at his sharp intake of breath when she hovered over his belly button.

"What are you doing?" he asked in a strained whisper.

"What do you think?" She felt herself grow wetter with each passing second and he hadn't even touched her.

She bit into his hip bone, making him slide his entire hand into her hair as she made the downwards descent to her target, and for once she let him mess up her hair. He deserved it.

His gasp, as she blew onto him with a wet, hot breath was worth the very painful grip on her hair. She liked the pain, it made her feel wanted and present.

Her tongue repeatedly laved over his blunt tip. His head was thrown back on the couch, looking upwards to the ceiling, his lips were parted in pleasure and his pupils were blown. Natalia lavished all her attention on him, hollowing out her cheeks, using her hands to massage what her mouth couldn't.

He took great pains to not move his hips and surge into her mouth. She appreciated the effort, her gag reflex was very sensitive.

His hand moved from her hair to her jaw, he removed himself from her mouth with an audible pop, just as she felt him swell in her mouth.

Natalia wiped her lips on the back of her hand. Disappointed, didn't even begin to cover it. She liked the feel of him in her mouth, stretching her lips, nudging her throat and feeling his hot pulse. "Hey, I was..."

Gabe used his grip on her neck to move her from a seated position between his knees to his lap. He kissed her deeply and with no care as to where her mouth had been and that only turned her on further.

She clenched her thighs around his waist, trying to get friction where she needed it the most but she was careful not to jostle around too much in his lap, for fear of aggravating his shoulder.

When his lips touched a sensitive spot on her neck she jolted, bumping into his hurt shoulder and he let out a pained hiss.

Abruptly, Natalia stopped moving, stilling her body. "I am so sorry." She moved to get off his lap. He kept her there with an arm around her waist. Even one handed, he was still a formidable strength.

"We just have to get a little creative is all. Is that okay?" He said against her lips, sucking her plump bottom one into his mouth. How could she reply? He zapped the brain activity out of her, she could only feel and nod shakily.

He gently pushed her off his lap, taking her hand and leading her to the armrest of the coach. He caressed her back and palmed her arse, before demanding that she remove her leggings and her underwear with a wordless tug on her waistband.

He bent her over with a firm push, and then he was at her entrance, hard and heavy. They rarely did it this way, primarily because she found it too much and it was painful. But now, with his gentler, unhurried thrusts, she could enjoy the new depth and intense fullness of having him inside her. His length caressed her walls in new and exciting ways each time he withdrew and went back in.

She felt the familiar tingle unfurl in her belly, the anticipation of being so close to him after so long had her teetering on the edge in no time. He felt her walls flutter around him, and he slowed down when he should have been giving her more.

"No coming, Natalia," he warned and she really tried, but he was using that dominant, stern voice and it did things to her.

She groaned resting her head on her arms, trying to catch her breath and stave off what she knew would be an explosive orgasm. Arching her back didn't help, she only felt him drag against her sensitive areas more and it made her cry out in pleasure and frustration.

She pushed her hips back into his. He stilled her movements, giving her cheek a loud smack. The magnitude of the sting surprised her. Everything was so sensitive and magnified.

"Okay but move," she said through gritted teeth.

"No, beg me."

She kept perfectly still. Squeezing her eyes shut in defiance. She didn't like to beg, even in bed. It was beyond her.

But he felt so good, she had missed him, craved him inside her. He started to withdraw inch by inch, and she panicked, letting out a babble of words that seemed to satisfy him.

Only then did he start to move inside her. Hitting new spots, circling his hips and grinding into her. It was everything and not enough at the same time.

He grunted behind her, when she started deliberately clenching her core. His thrusts become faster and unbalanced, hips slamming into her with a force that made her bounce and she matched him thrust for thrust. Pleasure spread across her body in waves.

She let go and came so violently her legs shook and quivered. Her insides clutched at him relentlessly, but he drove into her through her orgasm, picking it up and helping it reach new heights.

He came in her, in a quiet gasp and a pump of his hips that drove him deeper still. She felt his warmth splash her insides. She collapsed under him, utterly spent in the best ways.

He rested his arm on the couch armrest, reaching to kiss her neck as he did so.

"I don't know about you but I feel better," Natalia managed to say when she caught her breath.

"I'm glad you don't feel used," Gabe laughed, gathering her hair away from her face.

"I will happily let myself be used like this anytime."

"Noted," he chuckled, extracting a kiss from her mouth.

Natalia woke up from their mid-afternoon nap, a staple in their daily routine since Gabe returned from the hospital, much later than he did. The bed was cold on his side, he must have been awake for a while.

She got up making her way to the downstairs to get some water and found Gabe staring at her handbag in disbelief. She had forgotten that she had kept his antibiotics in there after filling his prescription for them.

She had also picked up a pregnancy test on a whim. The weird symptoms that she had been experiencing over the last two weeks had finally culminated in her making the connection that there could be a possibility that she was pregnant.

The tiredness, the sore breasts and the emotional stability of a yo-yo were classic symptoms. She was terrified.

When she had checked her period tracker app and recounted the day that she started taking birth control, she realised that not only was her period late but she had vomited out her birth control pills from stress a couple of times shortly after starting them.

She had always been careful. She had never relied on birth control pills alone with anybody else. It was entirely new and she had screwed it up. She felt like a teenager getting knocked up on their first time. She felt silly and stupid, which is why she had kept it to herself.

She hadn't even told Lima. She needed to process it alone. Being a mother was suddenly within the realms of possibility in a relationship that was a few months old. Not to mention her impending visa woes and the general uncertainty surrounding her future. To her it seemed like terrible timing and a recipe for disaster.

She needed the test for her own piece of mind but she had also completely forgotten about doing it. With all the worrying, doting and hovering over Gabe that she did, it hadn't been her first priority.

And now she was confronted with his shocked face staring between the box in his hands and her. Could it get any worse?

"Gabe, I can explain..."

"Please do."

——————————————

Dun dun duuuun! Drama!
Lol, I'm evil I know. Let me know how you all think Gabe will respond. I'm curious.

You are reading the story above: TeenFic.Net