Friday 13 February 2009

Chapter 28

Gail snuggled into the warmth next to her and sighed, it smelt wonderful, she rubbed her nose on it again and it shuddered and moved! She jerked awake and into a sitting position, blinking, clutching the duvet to her.

‘Holy hell darlin, you go from nought to sixty in seconds.’ Richie chuckled, he’d been awake for a while watching her, but when she’d snuggled more into him, catching a ticklish spot, he’d jerked in reaction and she’d shot up like the hounds of hell were after her.

Gail looked at the man lying next to her, and it all came back to her, making her blush, then get incredibly turned on again! ‘Richie?’ she whispered his name, and he grinned up at her, cupped her head and pulled her back into his arms.

‘Don’t sound so surprised baby.’ He grinned and laid a gentle kiss on her lips.

‘I thought I’d been dreaming, but nope..’ Her hand wandered over his chest and into his hair, ‘No dream.’ And she brought his mouth back to hers, sliding softly over each others, the heat still there, but the earlier roughness, gone. She sighed into his mouth as his hands wandered from her neck to her collar bone, and down, she wanted to feel his hands on her again, she could feel his hardened cock tapping her thigh and moved towards it.

As his fingers found her breast and closed on it gently, he felt her wince and jerk a bit. His eyes snapped open and he tore his lips from hers.

‘What……what’s the matter Richie?’ She was confused, one minute they were heading towards total bliss, and then he’d moved from her.

He whipped the covers back and blanched at what met his gaze, then he started swearing, ‘Fuck it, I knew I shoulda been more fuckin careful! I’m a stupid fuck!’ He put his head into his hands and groaned.

‘What are you talking about, Richie, what……….holy shit!’ Gail glanced down and saw what he’d seen; she’d got finger marks on her breast, turning black as she looked. She noticed on her hips, fingers marks there too. Plus he’d been a busy boy leaving love bites on her body too. She reached and traced the marks on her breast and grinned, damn he’d loved her good! She looked at him again, he was a picture of remorse and she shook her head. ‘Richie, what’s your problem, so you marked me..’

He reared back at the marking her and glared at her, ‘I’ve bruised you; I was selfish and let go completely.’ He didn’t catch her grin, ‘And I’ve hurt you! I should be fuckin shot!’ His fingers were trying to rip up the sheets on the bed, his large hands clenching and unclenching, thinking of the damage he’d done.

She was confused, really confused, at his torturous looks and the way he was totally over reacting! ‘Rich, for god’s sake calm down! You must have left bruises on women before when you’ve let go?

His hands raked his hair, ‘Never….I’ve never….’ He trailed off.

Gail’s eyes widened, ‘What do you mean? You’ve never let go with anyone?’ She laughed at him, and then stopped as he reddened. ‘Holy fuck Richie, you’ve never…holy shit! What about with Heather?’ she choked the name out.

Richie felt his face burn, and he glanced at her questioning face, she didn’t look scared about what had happened, he’d expected screaming and swearing, he looked at her breasts and grimaced again, ‘No, not even her……I nearly did once, but she said I was too rough with her.’ He hung his head, shame washing over him.

Gail let the news sink in, stupid bitch was all she could think, then a big grin split her face and her dirty laugh brought Richie’s eyes to her face, he couldn’t believe the pure joy on her face, and he cocked an eyebrow at her.

She leant into him and kissed him, ‘So I’m the only woman you’ve ever let go with?’ He nodded, her grin threatened to split her face. ‘Thank you Richie.’ And she kissed him again, her fingers slipping up his chest and into his hair, moving closer to him.

‘Thank me for what, being a fuckin jerk, too big to control, fuck it.’ He spat, but got cut off, as he would have sworn some more, by her soft mouth and tongue.

‘Yes, thank you, for feeling safe enough with me to really let go and be yourself.’ She punctuated what she said to him with loving kisses placed all over his face. ‘I’m highly honoured that you were yourself with me, and only me; talk about giving me a big head. And love, I love the marks you’ve left on me. If that makes me a little strange or kinky, then I freely admit it. And honey, after the first bit of tenderness when you touched me just now, went away with the pressure.’

Richie eyed her, weighing her words and looking deep into her eyes for any small, minute sign that she was lying, he found none! Could he really believe she liked it when he went caveman on her? She sure seemed okay at the minute, her fingers worked deeper into his hair.

‘Richie stop fucking thinking about it! I’ve had enough of you mopping.’ She flicked him in the forehead, and then laughed at his stunned expression. ‘Hey gotta snap you out of it some how!’ She pulled his head down and kissed the spot she’d made sting.

He growled deep in his throat and buried his head in her neck, pushing her backwards and leaning over her, ‘You are not supposed to flick rock gods woman!’ He dropped his voice to a dark husky whisper, and felt her shiver. He moved to her side and gathered her to him, kissing her deeply, slowly, lovingly. Damn a woman who took everything he had to offer, and not freak out when he got a bit rough. He grinned into her mouth as they kissed for some time, long slow hot kisses, with a little roughness thrown in for good measure. They finally came up for air.

‘Probably not, but it got your attention.’ She nibbled his jaw, and then his adam’s apple, making his dick jump back to full alert.

‘Darlin, you’ve always got my attention.’ They kissed for a long time, just enjoying each other. He played with her beautiful black hair, winding it around his hand, and then trailing it over his chest. Gail just giggled softly at him, and put her leg over his thigh, she could feel his shaft long and hard, and she moved towards it, her juices starting to run at the thought of him buried deep inside her again.

Richie’s hand moved to her breast and gently cupped her, his long finger flicking over her hardened nipple making her gasp and arch into him, wanting to feel him touching her not just hovering over her. She felt him take a steadying breath and his hand closed over her breast, and after a second of being uncomfortable, it felt wonderful, having his hands on her after years of lusting after him was unbelievable and hot! She moaned and pushed further into his palm and he finally got the message and started to rub and squeeze it more. She sighed into his mouth; if he’d have backed up she’d have killed him.

He chuckled, ‘Well darlin, seems we’re both kinky, because I’ve a feelin I’m never gonna get that monster back in the cage.’ He ran his lips up her neck and to her ear, biting down on the lobe.

Gail shivered again, and then snickered, ‘Yeah the moose is loose aboot the hoose!’ She just couldn’t help herself.

Richie roared with laughter and they lay for several minutes laughing. ‘Jesus woman, that was baaad! David would kill for that line!’ They laughed again, but as he pulled her closer, his cock felt the moisture coming from her soaked pussy and all laughter ceased and suddenly passion flared again hot and bright.

He gently pressed forward, pulling her leg further over his hip and growled again as he slipped deep inside her; their love making this time was gentle and sweet, they crested together.

‘What time do we have to be at your leaving dinner?’ He asked kissing her, feeling contentment settling over him.

‘Eight.’ He glanced over at the clock, well that gave them just over two hours to shower, dress, then head to his hotel to get changed.

A wicked grin coasted over his mouth, ‘Well we better hit the shower then, got to go and get my clothes changed before we go baby.’ With that he jumped out of the bed and picked her languid body up and threw her over his shoulder, then groaned as her hair fell down his back and to his knees, damn he wanted her again!

‘Christ Sambora, be careful!’ She shouted sternly, and then spoilt it by giggling.

6 comments:

The Goddess Hathor said...

Yeah, "stupid bitch" was right. Who in the hell WOULDN'T want him going caveman all over them? I don't see any hands......

~ Hath

Joviswoman said...

My hands been waving like a madwoman since I wrote that, and well, probably for several decades too.

MBWL said...

‘Yeah the moose is loose aboot the hoose!’
Oh god!!! lol

Bayaderra said...

‘Yeah the moose is loose aboot the hoose!’
ROFLMAO... deffinately David worthy line!!!
*waves her hand* me likey a caveman once in a while!

norwichliz said...

I bet they're late for dinner ;) that's going to be a loooon shower.

Nothing quite like a loose moose. lmao!

Trish said...

PMSL the moose is loose!!

I wouldn't mind him going caveman on me!!!