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We stand awkwardly for a few moments having a conversation that is empty and bland.
Bella has rushed into the house mumbling something about getting ready for bed. I hardly manage to pay attention to it because my head is spinning so much about seeing Gabi.
I am so excited to see her. It has been days since we spoke, but I am also soangry. She has been completely ignoring me, giving me the cold shoulder. I have tried over and over again to communicate. I have put myself out there trying to get in touch and she could not have been louder in telling me how uninterested she is in me through her actions.
For thefirst timesince I lost my wife, I dared to startfeelingsomething. I opened myself up to the possibility of falling for someone, and she ripped my heart out. She turned cold and turned her back on me for no reason at all. If there is a reason, she has been avoiding telling me and I have been trying like a fool to get her to talk to me. I can't take much more of it. I was almost ready to give up. In fact, just earlier today I convinced myself to stop messaging her because I was just embarrassing myself, but now that she is on my doorstep everything I decided is gone in an instant. All of the resilience I thought I had built up against her is completely gone.
We chat a little bit after Bella has disappeared into the house.
I know I should not do this, but the words are out of my mouth before I have a chance to stop them. "Would you like to come in for a drink?" I say, feeling my nerves heighten, not wanting her to say no.
She stares at me for a long time, looking hesitant to answer. She looks down at her feet and then back towards her own home.
"I don't think it is a good idea, Alex." She says with a slight crack in her voice. Why would she sound like she did not want to answer like that? Why would she say no when she clearly wants to come in? Or maybe I am reading the situation incorrectly. Maybe I have been reading her wrong since the moment I first met her.
"We can just have a drink. It doesn't have to be anything more than that. I just think we should talk." I say, trying again, feeling like a desperate idiot.
She shakes her head, her face sullen. "I better head home."
Then suddenly she turns away and starts walking across the street to her door.
A strange panic rushes through me. I don't want her to go. I don't want to watch her walk away. She is already at her driveway when I start following her, no longer thinking things through. I just desperately need to talk to her, and she has avoided me for so long, I just can't let it go now.
"Gabi," I call her name as she reaches her door. Her fingers are wrapped around the handle when she turns back to look at me.
"Gabi, can we talk?Please." I say, standing close to her, and looking down at her. I can smell her soft scent and it is driving me crazy. I can feel the heat from her body and the electricity between us. Am I imagining that or is it really there. Does she feel it too?
"Alex." She stares up at me with her bright eyes and her swollen lips begging for me to touch them. Her eyes are filled with emotion that I cannot read. She can't seem to find the words she wants to say, and I can't seem to hold myself back. I am filled with need, with fire, and with simply wanting to be near her. I reach out and wrap my hand around the back of her neck, I pull her face towards mine and press my lips into hers. Warmth and sweetness fill my mouth when I kiss her and fuel the thoughts in my mind. I need her. I am craving her. She is like a drug to me, and it is driving me wild.
I almost expect her to push me away, but she does not. She wraps her arms around my neck, kissing me back with as much intensity as I deliver.
Then she stops, opens her door, and pulls me into her house.
We are kissing again, unable to keep our hands off each other. The passion is indescribable.
The front door clicks closed behind us, and I press her back against it, my body against her, my cock is rock hard. She is pinned under me, and I cannot stop myself.
She moans against my lips, and I nearly lose myself completely.
I lift her into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist, my hand tangled in her hair and my lips hard against hers.
I carry her through to her bedroom and toss her onto the bed.
She starts pulling her clothing off and I do the same. Watching her reveal her body one piece of clothing at a time. Her tanned skin and her toned sculpted curves are all on display for me.
She stands up off the bed and pulls me near her again; her skin is hot against mine and my hands are trailing over her naked back, down to her ass.
She spins me around and pushes me hard and I fall back onto the bed.
She climbs onto me, straddling me with her legs. She leans down to kiss me, pushing my head into the pillows. I have never had a girl be so forward with me like this and the idea is intoxicating. I grin at her with a cheeky smile.
She presses her hips against me, and I groan, feeling her pussy slide across my swollen cock. Her soft skin is on my skin. She rocks her hips back and forth while she kisses me.
I glide my hands over her thighs, between her legs, sliding my finger into her pussy. She gasps loudly when I slide my finger into her, my fingers feeling the wetness of her. I want to taste her, so I grab her hips and lift her higher up the bed so that her legs are wrapped around my face. She cries out in shock when my tongue slides into her and she presses her pussy against my lips. She tastes sweet. I slide my tongue in and out of her pussy, licking her and fucking her with my mouth.
She rocks her hips gently back and forth, pressing lightly onto my face.
I grab her hips and press her pussy down harder against my mouth and she cries out again, getting wetter.
