Truth and Light

Chapter 8

The next night, getting ready for bed, I heard a soft knock. I knew it was Gabe, I could feel his presence, so I called for him to come in.

"Do you mind if I use the shower? Sorry it's so late," he asked me.

"It's your room," I just smiled, I was still embarrassed about getting drunk yesterday.

I loved having him as close as his office at night, but it also scared me, the depth of emotion I felt for this man couldn't be normal.

'"I'll be out of your hair in no time. I'm exhausted, it was a long day of classes," Gabe said almost nervously.

"Again, it's your room. You don't even have to knock. If you're tired, why don't you sleep in here," I didn't offer to sleep on the couch this time. Every time I had before, he refused. I felt bad since this man had given so much to me and I was taking over his bed when he was exhausted and sleeping on a couch couldn't be comfortable.

I knew there were more rooms at Illumination, more people came in every day, and they were given rooms.

I loved being near Gabe, and if he was okay with it, I was going to stay here. We hadn't spoken about our relationship, but I was okay with that. I afraid to cause waves.

"Thanks, Sunshine," Gabe said as he took a step into the room, it felt smaller with his presence. He walked over to my side of the bed and placed a soft kiss on my cheek. "My office isn't bad at all, you have no idea how many times I have fallen asleep on that couch while working, it's fine. I don't want to pressure you."

"You aren't pressuring me," I looked him straight in the eyes. "I offered. Not to mention you slept in here the other night."

"It's fine, I'm going to try and stay awake to get a bit more work done. I don't want to disturb your sleep. You're still healing," he nuzzled my hair.

Gabe walked into the closet with his shoulder bag that had all his books and gear for his classes. I heard him empty his pockets and he grabbed some clothes, "I won't be long."

I heard the shower running for twenty minutes. Each one of those twenty minutes were pure hell. I wanted more than anything to go into that shower and show that man how much I wanted him, how much he meant to me. I had lived in my fair share of foster homes and group homes to know this was more than just giving me a bed and food, he had given me a family and a home but it was more than that, I wanted him.

I wanted to run my hands over his entire body, I wanted to run my fingers through his soft brown locks, massaging his scalp with my fingers. I wanted to get undressed and feel my naked body pressed against the length of his. I wanted to slide down his hard body, until I hit my knees in front of him.

I wanted to take his cock into my mouth and suck it in until I couldn't breathe with the sheer size of it hitting the back of my throat. I could hear his throaty moans in my head as my tongue caressed the underneath of his cock and my hands played with his balls. I could almost feel his hands threading into my hair, pulling me closer and deeper onto his cock. I had never liked doing stuff like that with Duncan. He always smelled like cigarette smoke, cheap beer and old body odor.

The more I thought about Gabe naked in the shower, the hotter I became. Sex had always consisted of me laying on the bed with my legs open and praying that Duncan would finish soon so he would fall asleep, and I could go back to reading my book. I knew with Gabe it would be different.

It wasn't like I hadn't tried to please Duncan, I had! I had tried so many things from wearing sexy lingerie to learning how to talk dirty from a book, but nothing seemed to work for him and then he would get angry and hit me. The hitting was the only thing that actually turned him on.