Until Her...

Chapter Fifty-Five

I'M GASPING FOR AIR, feeling like I can't breathe after my nightmare. I look at Gabriel and he's fast asleep. My t-shirt's soaked in sweat so I go into the bathroom and turn the shower on. Heat up high so I can wash the ache away. I stare at myself in the mirror and I hardly recognise who I am anymore. I think back to the twelve-year old me, she had so much optimism, excitement, and dreams. Where did she go? The hot water cascade over me as I try to forget my problems and memories of Dylan. The door creaks open and I can hear Gabriel's footsteps against the tile.
"Norah, what are you doing?" he faintly asks.
"Taking a shower" I say from behind the shower curtain.
"Yeah I can see that...It's 2am"
"I couldn't sleep" I hear his clothes hit the floor and he climbs in with me.
"Do you want to talk about it" He asks as I grab the shampoo bottle next to him.
"I've got a lot on my mind I guess"
"Let me" he says grabbing the bottle from me, and I turn around. He pours the citrus liquid onto my head and runs his fingers through my hair. I wish I could freeze and live in this intimacy forever, these are the moments I live for.
"You thinking of Avery" he wonders.
"Yeah, and my family"
"Maybe you should call them" he says, offering his opinion but never forcing it on me.
"I'm not ready to talk to them yet" I close my eyes as I stand under the water.
"You can't keep doing this to yourself. Your hardly sleeping and when you eat, it's a lot less than usual" he's making a joke, cause I usually eat the same amount he does. But I've not had much of an appetite lately.
"Do you think she'll ever talk to me again"
"Who" he say to me as he steps under the water.
That's a good question, there's so many people not talking to me right now, "Meg"
"I do. I think that she's embarrassed and ashamed of what she did. If she talks to you, she'll have to face up to the decisions she's made" Maybe that's why she's ignoring me cause she regrets what she did.She's doing the same thing I did to Avery...unable to confront her problems. I feel Gabriel's eyes on me, watching me.
"What did you and Avery talk about the other day?" I ask.
"She wanted to know why I asked her out when I have feelings for you. Why I let her believe that it was so we didn't ruin our friendship. Why you"
"What did you tell her"
"Everything, I explained it all. How we got together, how I wouldn't listen when you tried to end this, how you've tried to tell her before. How I set it up so she'd find out that way"
"What happened after that" I keep asking him questions.
"She was furious with me...couldn't believe I was capable of lying and using her the way I did. That she needs time before she can forgive me" So she's willing to forgive Gabriel when he did worse things to her than I did.
"I'm sorry. I know your chat didn't go well. She'll come around eventually. In the meantime you have Elijah and James. He keeps congratulating me for managing to get with you" he jokes and it makes me chuckle. I'm glad for the change of subject, as this feeling in my chest has gotten worse.
"He's a very cleaver boy" I tell him.
"Hey, I'm the one that's with you" he says with a smile that's as warm as the shower.
"Who knew you were so smart" I say wrapping my arms around his neck, pulling him down for a kiss.
"Oh I'm very smart. I know a lot of things" he says, bring's his hands down my back and his fingers dig into the skin of my bottom.
"You do, do you?" I flirt.
"There's still a lot of things to teach you Miss Norah Mae Reinhart" he says playfully.
"How do you know my full name, I've never told you it" I interrogate pulling back to look at him.
"I have ways" his smug smile.
"Elijah told you didn't he?"
"Yeah he did. That boy never shuts up. He talks almost as much as you do"
"You like it when I talk to you" I say sexually and playful, wanting to get back to our lustfulness.
"It drives me crazy"
"You know what drives me crazy" I whisper into him.
"What"
"When you use your tongue... down there" I tell him, still slightly embarrassed when I talk dirty to him. I only do it when I'm drunk or in the moment with him. It turns him on and I thrive at the knowledge that I can do this to him. He turns the shower off and lifts me onto him, practically running back to the bedroom. I laugh at his silly gesture, and how playful he makes everything. Before I know it he's dropping me down on the bed and spreading my legs. Taking full advantage of my want for him, as his tongue explores my mouth. His hands expertly play with my nipples, increasing my pleasure without doing much.
"Do you trust me?" he whispers into my ear.
"Yes" Of course I trust him. I trust him more than anyone, he should know that.
"Don't move" he tells me before climbing off of me. I whine at the loss of contact. I watch him as he walks over to the draws and pulls out two long bits of fabric. I think there ties, what does he want to do with them.
"Give me your hands" he demands, bossy and very sexy. I oblige pulling them out in front of me as he ties my hands to the bars of the bed. Now I understand why he has a headboard like this one, I wonder how many girls he's done this too. Stop, don't let your jealousy overcome you. This moment's too hot to ruin. My hormones are on overdrive watching him, he's so dominating but not in an aggressive way...more sexual and authoritative. He ties the other one around my eyes, blocking my vision. And desire starts to pool way down low with each soft brush against my skin.
Gabriel crawls on top of me but he's wearing boxers now. Suddenly I feel something cold against my skin. I whimper loudly from the shock of it. What is it ice? Water? His fingers suddenly pump in and out of me as the cold travels over my nipples and against my hot skin. I cry out for him as his thrusting gets faster and faster.
"You need to keep quiet baby, or everyone in the apartment will hear you" he whispers in my ear, which only intensifies the pleasure
"I don't care" I moan. Pushing myself into him as I need more.
"You want them to hear you don't you" And I can tell he's grinning at me
"Please" I beg him to relieve the building ache. His lips slowly travel down my body with the ice cube between his lips, and he suddenly brings it against my wetness, shocking me.
"Baby please" I beg even harder and harder until he obliges and his tongue moves against me perfectly. And it doesn't take long until I spill into him.
"You're so fucking hot like this" he says running his hands over my body and I try to catch my breath. And he kisses me as he slowly pulls the tie from my eyes.
"Will you untie me" I ask, wanting to touch him myself.
"No... I'm not done with you yet" he gives me a frenzied grin before he takes me again.