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But something deep in my gut is just telling me he feels right. He's just so handsome and irresistible. It doesn't matter that he has money, I just like being with him. I want to know him more as a person. I want to see him again, but I don't think that is going to happen. Letting out a sigh, I hug a couch pillow to my chest. I imagine what it would be like if he did call.
I’d rush to answer it. He would ask me out again, like he said. We'd have another romantic night, I'd wear a sexy dress. He wouldn't be able to keep his eyes off of me during dinner.
Afterwards we'd share another moonlit walk, followed by another kiss. It would be so incredibly hot that I would lead him back to my apartment. My heart pounds in my chest as the fantasy unfolds. I want it to be hot, but gentle as well since it's my first time.
I'd take him by the hand to my room. I'd slip off my dress and would be wearing some sexy lingerie underneath. I don't own any, but I decide I might have to fix that.
Gabriel would pick me up in his strong arms and lie me on the bed. I can watch him undress, my eyes on every inch of his gorgeous body. I imagine him climbing on top of me.
Just the brush of his lips makes my body crave his touch even more. I wrap my legs around him. He slides my panties down my hips. I'm burning with desire, the hard length of his erection pressed against the inside of my thigh.
"Are you ready?"
"Oh yes!"
He smiles at me and I can feel his erection slide up the length of my thigh and into me. I can feel a pull or a pinch. I think a little discomfort, but suddenly it feels glorious. I'm so wet for him, and he slides in easily, despite the girth of his cock. He continues to move gently, and sensation builds and crests inside of me.
“Faster,” I plead softly, opening my eyes to meet his.
He eagerly obliges, and with each thrust my hips rise up to meet him. It feels even better than before. I don't want him to stop. He's so sweet and gentle. He leans down to kiss me again, and buries his face in the side of my neck. I wrap my arms around him, holding him close. I can feel myself getting closer to my climax. "Don’t stop, I’m so close,” I whimper.
I don't want this moment to end between us. This is the most amazing thing I have ever done in my entire life. I never knew that love could be this hot and gentle at the same time. Maybe it’s because I'm with him.
I can feel all my muscles in my body tighten. I know what's going to happen, I know I'm about to cum. My whole body hums and my breath catches. I hold him even closer. "Oh, Gabriel!"
Suddenly my phone rings and I'm brought back to reality. My heart races, I'm so sure that its him. I hurry to answer it, not even bothering with the caller ID. "Hello?" I ask in a breathless voice.
"Hello, Ms. Rhys, this is Hayley with Field Textiles, we’re just calling to let you know that the ivory chiffon you had on backorder has finally come in and we’ll be shipping that out to you!" A chipper woman says from the other end of the line.
My heart sinks. "Oh um, thanks." I reply, trying and failing to keep the disappointment from my voice.
Fortunately, Hayley doesn’t seem to notice. "You are so welcome!” she chirps, “You can expect it at your shop within the next three days. Thank you for using Field Textiles!" She replies.
We both hang up and I throw the phone on the cushions and fall back with a groan. I stare up at the ceiling and then cover my face with my hands. I got carried away with my thoughts. It was dumb to think that he would be calling. Obviously I must have messed up or I did something to offend him.
Or maybe the attraction was only on my part and he’s just trying to let me off easy. Maybe I imagined the way he felt and reacted to me that night. I sigh softly and get up from the couch. I have no idea what to do or think. It's driving me crazy feeling this way, but no matter how hard I try, I can't get him out of my mind. Honestly, I don't know if I want to. Sure, his distant demeanor is a little intimidating, but there’s something underneath that’s just magnetic.
I sit on the couch and pull out the files that I use for work. I have a few clients left, so I begin to read through the details of the weddings and dress requirements. Maybe work is what I need. Maybe if I can immerse myself in something I love, I can forget about him and the way that I feel right now.
