50 Shades of Alaskan Bush People - The Brown Boys

50 Shades of Gabe

Gabe blushed again as he peered in his wife's backpack, the packaging had illustrations on it straight out of an adult film and he quickly folded the flap back over. He rubbed his hands together somewhat nervously, trying to appear normal on the outside. After all, his brothers were all around and never missed a chance to spotlight him being embarrassed, over well....anything. His pink cheeks and nervous eyes were hard to hide as he looked around, as if he would get in trouble any minute.

His eyes softened as Emily walked inside the ship's cabin. A slight breeze blowing through the open doors, caught her hair, blowing it over her shoulder. She looked so effortlessly beautiful out here. He felt the edge of nervousness leave him as she lowered herself to his lap, her arm sliding around his shoulders. She hugged him, his face pressing into her neck as he inhaled her scent.

"Good morning, mop top..." Emily said, ruffling his bushy curls atop his head, "I can't believe you let me sleep so long!"

Coming back from a family camping trip and a quick stop off in Juneau, the comfortable bunk had been almost impossible to leave that morning. Gabe had tried to rouse her, but she was dead to the world. Even the roar of the engine starting and chugging along as they traversed Icy Strait hadn't been enough to wake her.

"I can't believe you are such a lazy bones." He teased, gently prodding her ribs. She squirmed a little in his lap."

"Now, don't you get that started...you know where that always ends up, don't you?" She spoke the words low enough as to not be overheard, wiggling her eyebrows at him suggestively. Gabe felt his face slightly redden again, but he felt a slight heat elsewhere as well. He cleared his throat, looking around to make sure no one was close to them.

"You just wait till we get home, little girl, I saw your bag...I know what you've got planned." His voice was low and husky and made her stomach flutter. She tried her best to act offended.

"Gabriel Brown, what do you mean by snooping in my things??" She tried to huff, but was distracted by the smouldering look in his eyes.

"I was curious...I saw you, ya know..." He said, letting his fingers lazily trace circles on her thighs, " I saw you come out of that store in Juneau."

"What store? I have no idea what you are referring to..." She lied through her teeth, her own cheeks heating up this time.

"You know exactly what I'm referring to." His hand stopped tracing squeezing her thigh. She couldn't help but smile, her body already reacting to his touch.

It's true she'd gone to that dirty store, the one with all the sex toys and novelty items she would have fainted over in the past. But since meeting Gabe, since letting herself finally go and be free enough to explore such possibilities, she'd been so curious she hadn't been able to help herself when she'd walked in. She'd found herself looking at her feet and walking quickly down some of the aisles, but some....well, some got her attention. Hence her backpack's current contents.

Gabe leaned in close, his lips nearly on her earlobe, his whispered voice sent a shiver up her spine.

"I thought you were my good girl. Was I wrong? Are you a dirty, bad girl?" His whisper was low and she almost moaned out loud from the sensation his words sent coursing through her, "Because dirty girls get punished." He warned. He squeezed her a little closer to him as he saw their bay approaching.

"Home sweet home!" Bam called from the steering wheel.

"Should I go get Michelle? Is she feeling any better?" Emily asked, her fingers toying still with Gabe's curls. Bam peered back at her, thoughtful.

"If you wouldn't mind. She'll be happy to know she'll get off the boat soon. Poor woman, that baby is giving her fits."

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