Saving Me

After dinner they went upstairs and curled up on his bed to watch television on his huge plasma TV. They watched the comedian Dane Cook and rolled around laughing the whole time. Eva saw the clock and was shocked to see how early it was, only six o’clock . Gabriel stood up and kissed her head. “I’m going to run downstairs and get the wine.” Eva nodded and watched him go. She waited until she couldn’t hear him and went into his closet. She smiled when she found a soft well loved button down flannel shirt. She tore her clothes off, put on the shirt which reached her thighs. And then raced back to the bed, flopping down just as she heard him coming back. She lay on her stomach looking at the TV flipping channels innocently.

Gabriel stopped dead in the door way at the sight of her in his big bed. She wore his most favorite shirt with the sleeves rolled up to her elbows and nothing else. His vision clouded with desire, but he walked slowly into the room and set down the wine glasses at his bedside table. She looked up at him with a shy smile. “I forgot to bring my pajama’s, do you mind that I borrowed this?” Gabriel shook his head. “No.” He sat down beside her and took the remote, pushing in a series of numbers. The channel flipped to an easy listening music station. He set the clicker down on the ground and nudged her onto her back. She smiled at him and lifted a brow. “Did you want something?” He nodded but said nothing as his fingers slipped free the first button, then the second. He made it down to the bottom, realizing his hands were shaking and that her breath was coming shorter. He spread the halves of the shirt wide and purred with appreciation. She wore a silky black bra that stood out sharply from her creamy skin. His eyes traveled down as she lifted the knee closest to him, showing him the long smooth sweep of her thigh. He swallowed and pushed her leg back down gently felling his blood rush to his groin in a surge of lust. Her panties consisted of a scrap of silk and two little strings holding it all together.

Eva loved the way his eyes worshiped her, his gaze touching every bit of her exposed skin. “Sit up.” He said gutturally. Eva did and let him push the shirt from her shoulders. She trailed her fingers under his shirt and felt him quiver. He pulled off the shirt and flung it away from him. “Turn over and lay down.” Nervous little butterflies flitted around her belly but she did as he asked and pillowed her head on her arms, looking up at him. Again his eyes roamed her body, heating her flesh making her warm and itchy to feel his big hands on her. “You know what I like best about you Eva?” He asked as his fingers reached for the hooks of her bra. “No.” She answered quietly. His eyes shot to hers and held her enthralled. “Your openness, the way you don’t hold back from me when we’re together.” His fingers trailed down her spine and she closed her eyes to better absorb the touch. “I love the little sounds you make when I touch your body. How you respond so eagerly to me.”

His accent was so thick she could barely understand him, but she didn’t care. Just the sound of his voice made her ache, desire burning bright. He moved her arms so he could slip the bra from under her and trailed his hands down her back again to tug at her little thong. He rolled her over again and raised her hands over her head in a wanton sprawl. He nuzzled the skin between her breasts and kissed a fiery trail up her throat to her ear. “Are you wet for me Eva?” He asked wickedly. Eva smiled and turned her lips to his ear, licking the little hoops. “Very.” He shivered and slid his hand down to cup her intimately. He dipped his fingers into her pressing deeply and rubbed, capturing her moan with his lips. She arched against his hand and spread her legs wider as his thumb pressed against her clitoris. He raised his head and bent again to pull strongly at her breast hearing her hum with pleasure. He laved her other breast before kissing his way down, dipping his tongue into her belly button. He nipped gently and felt her muscles contract under his lips.

Eva’s mind was growing hazy with the slow gentle pleasure he showered on her. And it didn’t register exactly where his mouth was moving until he parted her and licked shamefully at the wetness between her thighs. Eva sucked in a breath and tried to wiggle away but his arm settled over her waist and pinned her to the bed. “Gabriel..!” She moaned when he sucked at the hidden nub nestled in her curls. He laved her with bliss until she was writhing and gasping his name. He lifted his head and bit her inner thigh gently making her mindless as his hand remained buried inside her quivering body. She fisted her hands in the sheets and he pressed and rubbed his thumb over her clitoris. “Come for me Eva.” He commanded, and she did pressing against his hand as shudders racked her body, making her blind with the pleasure, diamond sharp piercing her to the soul. She didn’t feel his hand leave her, but felt the heat from his body when he flipped her over and pulled her to her knees.

Gabriel pressed kisses up her spine as he bent over her; one hand splayed on her belly the other reaching up to coil around her shoulders. He pressed his throbbing shaft into her inch by excruciating inch, they moaned in unison, but he drew a gasp from her when he flexed his muscles and slid that last possible inch. Eva felt so full of him she was sure he touched her womb. He laved kisses and nips across her shoulders as he rocked in and out of her strongly. His arm around her shoulders tightened and he thrust harder not giving her room to escape as he plunged into her. He heard her whimper, that little sound that let him know he’d found the right spot. With a grin that turned into a blissful grimace, he rubbed deeply inside her and the breath left her in a rush. “Oh God!” She sobbed.

Satisfied with that answer Gabriel picked up the pace. He brought his palm down and rubbed against her little nub in time with his thrusting. Eva was going up in flames, he was pounding into her with such a force it bordered on pain. But it felt so good she pressed back into him and was rewarded with his growl. She felt the rush start in her toes and roar up her thighs. She whimpered his name, hovering on the edge begging for release. His pace slowed maddeningly and he withdrew almost all the way out of her, and then slammed back inside so hard her knees lifted off the bed. She screamed as she was flung head first over the edge and into a sea of sexual bliss. Dimly she heard him call her name.
Gabriel pulled her to him and slumped over on his side, still buried deeply in her. “Let’s not move for the next week alright?” He asked in-between his ragged breathing. Eva turned her head and gave him a brilliant smile. “Let’s do.” He eased himself out of her and rolled onto his back. Eva turned and burrowed against his side, draping her thigh over his. He was quiet for a while but lifted his head when she asked. “It sex always explosive like that?” Gabriel grinned at her. “No, not for everyone. I’ve got to say it’s definitely a first for me.” Eva made lazy circles on his chest and amazingly he felt his body quickening again. “I seem to loose control when I’m inside you Eva. I can’t think past the pleasure.” Eva smiled up at him. “I’m not complaining.” He pulled her fingers to his lips and kissed each one. “I know.” He rolled her under him and kissed her tenderly. “I’m going to make an effort to go slow this time.” She parted her thighs, welcoming him. She sighed as he gently slipped inside her again.

Eva let her hands roamed his back and his first instinct was to plunder her body. So he took her hands off him and pinned them above her head, kissing her deeply as he rocked his hips slowly in and out of her. “Leave your hands there Eva; I can’t think when you touch me.” She smiled and let him love her, touched by his want to be gentle with her. She drew her knees up ad rubbed herself against him languidly kissing any part of him she could get to without her hands. Gabriel kissed her temples, her forehead her cheeks and finally her lips. Sweet sips and nibbles of her delectable mouth. He brought her slowly to her peak and left her dazzled in the wake of yet another sparkling orgasm. He increased his tempo and after only a few thrusts she came again, arching of the bed in shock. He lay over her, pressing their bellies together and rolled his hips into the cradle of hers. She moved her hands into his hair and down over his arms. She sighed his name as he rolled deeper into her. She twined her legs around his back and took him even further into her body. “Eva, Eva…god.” He groaned and flexed his pelvis as he surged into her mindlessly. This time when she came he joined her crying out raggedly.

He lay his head on her breast unable to move. He knew he was crushing her and said so. “Don’t move, I like it. I feel protected when you hold me like this.” So he didn’t move, letting her run her hands through his hair while his thundering heart slowed to normal.


Gabriel eventually moved off of Eva to pull her back into the shelter of his body. He could still smell that subtle perfume she wore, it was intoxicating and he buried his face in her throat to catch the scent. “Gabriel?” “What is this perfume?” His voice was distracted as he nuzzled around her neck inhaling deeply. He heard her smile and angle her head away so he could get better access. “A blend I made. It’s a man’s cologne actually, Reaction by Kenneth Cole and orange blossoms. Do you like it?” He grunted in answer. “Tell me about your family?” She murmured and felt him lift his head; she turned hers with a curious smile. “Why?” Eva shrugged. “I’m nosy and I want to know you. All I have is little tidbits, obviously you grew up in Scotland . But where?” He smiled back at her and rested his cheek on his hand. “ Edinburgh .” She rolled over and tangled her legs with his, her little hand resting on his chest. A glowing white against his tanned skin. “Yum, a highlander.” He snorted and let her ask her questions.
“When is your birthday?”

“March third.” Eva nodded and pursed her lips. “The Ides of March, powerful day. What about your family? Brothers, sisters?” Gabriel sighed and rubbed his hand over her side. “Younger brother, he’ll be sixteen soon. To him I am the scourge of my entire line.” Eva smiled. “Of course, but I bet secretly he worships you.” Gabriel assumed a look of mock chagrin. “Yeah well, how could he not?” Eva laughed, such a pure sound of mirth. “My father died when two years ago, finally admitting that I was not gay to his friends.” Even though he joked, Eva could see the grief still there. “My mum took it hard, especially since I’m so far away from her but she has Michael so it’s not so bad. You’ll meet them if we make the International circuit. It’s in London this year.” He clarified. Eva snuggled closer, lending him comfort and he grinned down at her knowing it too. “I’d like that.” She murmured softly. “What about you?” He leaned down and brushed his lips over hers lightly. “I have a brother Evan, my parents are both still alive, but they don’t really speak to me unless I’ve done something they think is a black mark against their reputation.” Gabriel frowned. “What?” He said incredulously.

Eva shrugged. “They never approved on me being a skater. Both of them are criminal court lawyers, my brother is going to be a doctor to their endless joy. My grandparents were the ones who nurtured my love for skating. My grandfather is actually my, our sponsor. He’ll be down next week to meet you.” Gabriel blinked. “Your grandfather owns the Orion Foundation?” He asked shocked. Eva smiled proudly. “Yeah, scary isn’t it?” The Orion Foundation was a Children’s facility in New York . A research center that funded all manner of things to find cures for cancer, aids and so on. “No, just surprising. You don’t strike me as the spoiled rich girl type.” She winced. “Ah yeah…well sorry to shatter my glowing image.” Gabriel laughed and rolled onto his back. “Not yet you haven’t. So what did your parents want you to do?” Eva tossed her hair back as she rested her chin on his chest. “Go to Harvard, be a lawyer. I’m just not that cruel. I’m a dreamer, always have been.” He stroked her cheek. “Don’t apologize for that Eva. Ever.” He punctuated that with a kiss to her palm and pulled her up his body to hold her. “Sleep now.” His hands stroked her back and almost instantly Eva felt her lids droop. “Dream of me Eva.” She heard him whisper and smiled against his skin. “Always.” She replied.