ground, grinned at her as she sized
me up when she suddenly launched her body at me. Caught of guard I
managed to catch her before I toppled back and took us both down,
sinking into the water. With as much grace as I could muster I
brought us back to the surface and still holding on to her I
managed to wipe the water from my face. With her arms on my
shoulders steadying her I took the opportunity to pull her drenched
hair back with my free hand before brushing the water off her face.
My hand got a life of it’s own, my finger chased a droplet down her
cheek. I traced her beautiful, lush pink lips and before I could
stop myself my lips were attached to hers. With one touch the
atmosphere around us became electric. She did not fight it and I
deepened the kiss, holding her prisoner against me. Her arms
tightened around me, pulling me closer to her and the soft moans
that escaped from within her made me hard. Breaking for air I
looked into her eyes and the desire I saw burning there gave me
hope.
“Gabriel…I….”
“Ally I’m giving you the time you need, but I
promise you, I’m going to make you mine.”
**********
He’s giving me time.
Time for what exactly? I didn’t think it was
time to run away which meant he was giving me time to get use to
the idea that we were eventually going to be bumping uglies with
each other. I looked at my face in the mirror as I sat there drying
my hair. My lips were still slightly swollen and I cursed myself.
Less than two hours since I’ve arrived and I was already mauling
him, no wonder he was so sure I was eventually going to have sex
with him. I couldn’t help but think, what changed since the last
time we found ourselves in a compromising position.
It was the night of Connor and Tessa’s
engagement party and I was holed up in a bedroom in his parent’s
house where the party was being held, on the phone with my work,
when he entered. Caught off guard by his presence, I quickly hung
up and tried doing what I did best when he was around, running, but
this time he had me trapped. He pointed out the irony of me hiding
in his bedroom when all I did was run, every time he came close to
me. I wanted to leave, everything inside me screamed for me to
leave but when I tried to he caught me. With his slightest touch
the desire inside me ignited and all my common sense flew out the
window. I never wanted anyone as much as I wanted him and I never
gave myself to anyone but I was willing to give it all to him.
His hands and his lips were like dynamite,
scorching with every touch. He wanted me as much as I wanted him.
Being naked with him felt so right.
It was one stupid statement that ended it. I
joked about losing my virginity to America’s biggest movie star and
that was tantamount to throwing a cold bucket of water with ice
cubes in it on him. He rejected me when he found out I was a virgin
and even though he tried to convince me I deserved better for my
first time all I heard was his rejection. The hurt and humiliation
was too much and I made it my business to stay clear of him. With
time I finally saw him as the good person that he is but that
didn’t stop his rejection from stinging every time I thought about
our time together.
Which brings me back to now. It was
inevitable we would eventually have sex according to him, so what’s
change? Great, another thing to worry about, his stalker as well as
my sex life, a very, very bad combination.
We ate dinner on the balcony overlooking the
ocean and maybe it was the ocean breeze, jetlag, Marianna’s rich
dinner or a combination of all three but after dinner and my second
glass of wine I felt my eyes becoming heavy.
“Ally you must be tired, why don’t you go to
bed,” Gabriel said, noticing my half-assed attempt to stifle a
yawn.
“I’m too comfortable sitting here to move
right now,” I replied, stifling yet another yawn.
“I could carry you to bed if you wanted,”