Cross My Heart

Chapter 11

Published another chapter tonight! I just really like my story. Like, when I'm bored or stressed, I think of Gavin and Gwen, and all the stuff I wrote in this entire story (most of which has yet to be published yet!) and I picture them...wonder what they'd be doing right now...stuff like that. Because I'm proud of my story, even if not many people see it. I put my heart and soul into this story, for a long time. I read a story just last night that was like this one in ways. Totally different story line, but the same kinda thing. And I was so happy that someone else wrote about stuff like this, like I do. Of course, she had many more readers, but I was just really happy to read the same kind of "just go for it" sex scenes and descriptions. And she kept saying that she was really proud of her story. And she had every right to be. It was a good effin' story!
Anyway, onto chapter 11..............


GWEN'S POV:

Lying here with Gavin on top of me, our breaths just now steadying, I could hear another sound now. It was Gus. He was laughing. And clapping. 

Nice.

While Gus was distracted, Gavin snuck a quick kiss on my lips, and then started to get up off of me.
I felt naked and vulnerable without him covering me, so I sat up too. Gavin handed me my undies, and I slipped them on fast, while he tossed the condom into the bowl.
What a difference the room felt and sounded like now, compared to a few minutes ago, when there was yelling and chaos brought on by Gus.
I put the sheet around me the best I could, handing the rest to Gavin. I was sure he'd want to cover up also. 

"Well, you did it. Now you see what you're missing, Romeo? You can't be romantic with these whores. You get in, you fuck them a few times, take a little nap, then fuck them some more before you leave.
That's what they're for. You want a girlfriend and romance, you go to Match.com or some shit like that.
Now. I'll be watching your ass, if you come here again. You got that? I wanna see SEX happening when I check in. Raunchy, rough, nasty S3X. Fucking. And I mean harder than that pussy shit you just pulled. You call that fucking? She can take a lot more than you think, bro. Believe me. I've tapped her myself", Gus gave Gavin a lesson on how to fuck me. Wonderful.
I happened to look at Gavin when Gus said "I've tapped her" and saw his jaw clench immediately, his vein stick out of his temple, his eyes narrow and his fists ball up. I wasn't scared of him this time, though. If he was going to hurt me, he would have done it already, and after the way he had sex with me, I KNOW he'll never hurt me. I totally trust him now. He IS the only nice guy on the planet. I was right the first time I ever looked into his eyes. He's wonderful, actually. I sure will be jealous when he gets snatched up by a wife someday. I hope I'm out of here by then. I hope I still know him, even.

"Yea, "bro" (Gavin used air quotes), I know how to screw, thanks. I could have done it fine without you. I told you I'm not attached. I just have a "gain their trust, cuddle them, make them open up, then fuck them and make them cry" fetish. You ruined everything I'd built up so far, though, thanks again" Gavin said.
I thought about what Gavin just said. He WAS just acting about what he'd just said to Gus, right? Because it could actually be perfectly real. I mean...it sounded exactly like our situation. But I can't see him being that way. No. NO. I'm just gonna go with it, and know that he said all that to gain Gus's trust, so he can come back. Gavin's not like those other freaks with fetishes.

Meanwhile, Gavin got his boxers on, and Gus was just walking to the door to leave.
"I'll refund you for one hour for tonight. You got 3 hours left. Have fun. And I DO mean to have FUN. I'll be checking in", he warned, and he slammed the door and locked it.

As soon as the door closed, I looked right at Gavin. And Gavin turned right to me from across the bed.
We just stared at each other for what must've been 30 seconds. It was weird. But we just stared. Silently. Looking each other up and down. Our mouths slowly slacked open a little. It was as if we were both trying to determine the mental status of each other after what we'd just done.
Finally Gavin broke the awkward staring and silence. "What WAS that we just did?" he asked, with wide eyes.
I shook my head slightly, not knowing WHAT to say.
"I don't know", was all that came to mind.
We stared again for maybe 20 more seconds. I realized I was breathing heavy, and felt embarrassed, until I looked at Gavin's chest, and realized he too was breathing heavy.
Gavin swallowed loudly, then before I knew what happened, he had rushed to me, and grabbed me into a tight hug, tucking his chin into the side of my neck.
When I realized what was going on, I swung my arms around him as far as I could, and pulled his chest into me tighter, to which he responded by tightening his hold around me even more.
We simply stood there, breathing heavy, as if we were recovering from something big, and held each other.
We WERE recovering from something. Something traumatic. But yet.....something that turned from traumatic, to....big. But neither of us knew what it was or how it got that way.