Breaking Down(The Garage Series Book 2)(28)

       
           



       

We talked about everything. It was so odd to think that just a few short  days before he was keeping me at such a distance. We talked about our  goals, we laughed about our friends, but most importantly, we talked  about us.

"So what happens when we go home?" I asked, almost scared that the way  we had been while we were here would end as soon as we made it back  home.

"I guess that depends on what you want." He cut into his steak that he  had just grilled. "My plan is to spend as much time with you as  possible."

"Yes, but as what?" I took a bite of my own steak before I could have verbal diarrhea and ruin the time we had spent together.

"Well I'm not exactly experienced at putting a label on things, but I  guess you'll be my girlfriend." He looked at me like he was lost.  "That's what I'm supposed to call the girl I'm in love with, right?"

My smile was instant, and I abandoned my plate of food to go to him. I sat down on his lap, and his arms wrapped around me.

"It sounds so weird to hear you say that."

"Well you better get used to it. I've fucked around with enough of our  time. I'm not wasting anymore." Gabe placed a chaste kiss on my lips  before pulling my plate in front of him.

I sat on his lap as we ate. His hands would caress my skin between bites  of food, and I had never felt more treasured than in that moment.

We finished eating in a comfortable silence then cleared the table and  did the dishes together. It felt so domestic, yet it felt natural.

As I was drying the last plate, I heard Gabe chuckle to himself, and I  turned toward him to see what was so funny. My smile disappeared from my  face as soon as the water hit me in the chest.

I shielded my face with the plate that was still in my hand, and when  the water stopped, I lowered the plate to look at Gabe with shock. He  was bent over in laughter with one hand on his knee and the other hand  still on the sprayer.

"Gabe Lawson. You better put that down right now."

"What this?" He shook the sprayer in his hand.

"I'm not playing with you," I warned as I slowly backed away from where he stood.

"You know when I bought this thing, they told me that the sprayer had a  long reach, and for the life of me, I couldn't understand why I would  need that. Until now."

He shot the water out at me again and I tried to run out of his reach,  but somehow I managed to back myself straight into a corner with nowhere  to go except toward him. My shirt and shorts were completely soaking  wet at that point, and the sound of his laughter made me want to  retaliate. I sat the plate in my hands down on the table and charged  toward him. He soaked my face in water, which matched the kitchen floor,  and I almost slipped right when I made it to him.

"Oh shit." He dropped the sprayer but not his laughter as he reached his  hands out for me and caught me right before I fell on my ass.

While he was distracted by helping me, I managed to get my hand on the  sprayer and I aimed it right in his face and pulled the trigger as hard  as I could.

His laughter was muffled by his sputtering, and I laughed until I snorted when I managed to soak him from head to toe.

Gabe snatched the sprayer out of my hands and dropped it in the sink  before turning off the water. He had my body pinned against the  countertop and water dripped down from his face onto mine. He had a  large smirk on his face and I knew I was in trouble.

He lifted my ass onto the countertop and trapped me in with his body between my legs.

"Did you think you could really get away with that?" His voice was  teasing but his eyes were roaming down my white tank top that was now  completely see-through.

"And exactly what do you think you're going to do about it?" I leaned back on my hands to give him a better view of my breasts.

"Well to start, I'm going to pull this scrap of fabric off of you then I'm going to suck every drop of water off of your skin."

He pulled my shirt over my head and the wet fabric got stuck in my hair.  I laughed as he struggled with it before he successfully got it  untangled and threw it behind him with a loud splat. His hands traveled  down my body, and my skin pebbled from a combination of his touch and  the cool air against my wet skin.

He ran his finger over the nipple of my right breast and collected a  drop of water off my skin. The skin of my chest wasn't the only thing  that was wet when he lifted his finger and dipped it into my mouth. I  circled my tongue around his finger and sucked it deep into my mouth.  His expression went from playful to hungry within a split second, and I  showed him how hungry I was by pulling his finger deeper into my mouth  and moaning around his skin.                       
       
           



       

His finger left my mouth with a pop, and Gabe buried his head into my  neck and licked the skin from my collarbone to my ear. The contrast from  the warmth of his tongue and the coolness of the water sliding down my  skin caused a shiver to rake through my body.

Gabe traced the path of a drop of water down my skin with his tongue and  latched onto my breast as the drop continued down to my belly button.  My wet shorts were rubbing against my skin and causing even more  friction against my center. I pushed myself further to the edge of the  counter and into Gabe. He gripped my ass in his hands and lifted me  completely off the counter before carrying me to the kitchen table.

His feet softly splashed in the water on the floor, and I couldn't help  laughing at the mess that we had made. We were two adults who had  practically flooded the kitchen and were now using it as our own  waterpark.

I landed on the kitchen table and Gabe dove into my skin, making good on  his promise, and licking the cascades of water that were dropping down  from my curls and running along my skin. He took his sweet time tracing  every inch of my skin, leaving me a panting mess on the table.

He pushed my back down against the table, and I lifted my hips for him to pull off my shorts.

"You're an eager one. Aren't you?" He chuckled.

He pulled out a chair and sat down in front of me. He lifted one of my  legs into the air, and I dropped my bottom to the table because I  couldn't hold my weight with one trembling leg. He peppered light kisses  against my ankle before running his tongue from my ankle to the back of  my knee. He nipped at the skin along my inner thigh before he stroked  each sensitive area with his tongue.

He reached the apex of my thighs then worked his way back down my leg  and moving to the next. My body was on fire, and the sensations that  were running through me were all-consuming. He had barely touched me  anywhere that I needed him, but I was already on the brink of  combustion.

His fingers curled into the top of my shorts and my body reacted,  knowing it was about to get what it desperately wanted. He dragged my  cold wet shorts down my too hot skin. He left my panties where they  were, and I couldn't tell if they were soaking wet from the water fight  or from my arousal.

He tossed my shorts down on the ground then lifted my feet to the edge  of the table causing my knees to bend and for my center to be completely  exposed. Gabe blew a soft breath against my thighs.

"Oh God, Gabe."

He chuckled softly but didn't reply.

He continued blowing against my skin then aimed his breath right over my  wet panties. My back arched off the table, and I lifted my head to see  what he was doing. When he saw me watching him, he softly ran his tongue  against my panties then roughly sucked the fabric right above my clit  into his mouth. His eyes stared directly at me as he sucked out the  moisture and my pleasure, but I only lasted a second before I dropped  back to the table, unable to hold myself up any longer.

His fingers ran along my panties, and it felt so erotic for him to be so  close to touching my skin yet so far away. He separated my lips with  his fingers through the fabric, and when his tongue flicked rapidly over  my clit, I could hardly tell that there was any barrier between us.

Alternating between fast flicks and deep sucks, Gabe drawled out my  pleasure. I felt like the embers of a fire. I was blazing hot, burning  from the inside out. All I needed was for Gabe to add a little more  fuel, and I would burst into flames.

Gabe ran his teeth across my clit and the blaze tore through me, the fire combusting throughout my entire body.

"Oh."

"Fuck."

"Gabe."

"Shit."

The back of my head hit the table with a loud thump, but I didn't care.  All that mattered was the way Gabe's tongue was moving on my skin,  drawing out my pleasure. Gabe took each of my trembling legs and laid  them back against the table knowing I didn't have the energy left to  hold them up.

I laid on the table in front of him unmoving. I wasn't even able to lift  my head after the orgasm that took every ounce of energy from my body.  It didn't escape me that I laid in front of him like a meal. I was a  damn offering, and I would willingly offer myself up to him on a daily  basis.