Liaison (2 page)

"
I’ll be quiet, I promise,
"
he said
, settling into the chair
.
"
I’m
Julian
,
"
he extended his hand
.

"
Gabrielle
,
"
she took it
reluctantly, but as soon as skin touched skin, her eyes widened
while his remained intent on hers
. The attraction between them was palpable
, his touch pure
electricity
.
She didn’t need this. S
he’d been avoiding exactly this for two years now.

"
Gabrielle
," he tried out her name
, bringing
her hand to his lips, brushing them with a soft kiss as he inhaled. Stubble tickled her flesh and that sensation settled in far more intimate parts of her body than the hand he held.
"
You're a strong swimmer
,
"
he said.
"
Do you train
?
"

"
Were you watching me? I didn’t see you,
"
she asked.

"
You were looking for me?
"
he countered, tilting his head to the side.

She couldn’t tell if he was teasing, but he was definitely making her nervous.
"
No
,
that’s not what I meant,
"
she stumbled
over her words
.

He dropped it.
"
You're here alone, yes?"

"
I…yes
,
"
she
ans
wered
.

"
Pardon my directness
,
Gabrielle
,
"
the way he said her name, it was like he was rolling it on his tongue, playing with the sound of it
.
"
But when I saw you earlier, the
re was something about you
that moved me
.
"

"I'm sorry…
?
" she asked.

"
Y
ou
s
eemed
so
…sad."

Tears rimmed
her eyes. She was going to cry.
Right here, right now.
And why? Because someone actually had the guts to tell her
the truth: that
she looked sad.

"
It touched me
,
"
he
said, taking
her hand.
"
I don’t want to mak
e you uncomfortable,
I want to
help…
"

"
You can’t help,
"
she
blurted out, trying to free her hand
.

But he held it tight,
his gaze never leaving hers.

A family of three
noisy
children and their parents climbed down the stairs leading
to the pool
breaking the tension between them. They both turned momentarily to look.

"
Let me go
,
"
she
whispered
when they faced each other again. T
he first of
her
tears mark
ed
its trail down her cheek.
"
Please,
let me go.
I need to be alone.
"

He reached
and traced
the tear's
progress
with his free hand
.
"
I’m sorry,
"
he said, releasing her hand.
"
I meant no harm.
"

She stood
,
and
, not taking the time to gather her things
, walked quickly back to her room.

Once inside
,
she
ran the shower, stripped off her suit and
stepped inside. Water would swallow her pain, it always did. The bathroom steamed as
she
stood under the stream,
hot and rough, just what she needed as she let her
self go and wept
.

She wasn’t sure how long she remained there but when the sobs subsided and eventually died out, she turned the water off
and climbed out of the shower.
Wrapping herself in a thick white towel, she dried off
and walked
to the bed
, laying
quietly down. She was exhausted.

***

Hunger woke her before
she heard the knock
. She sat up, confused fo
r a moment as to where she was before registering that someone was at her door.
She stood, wrapping
t
he towel
around herself, combing
her
fingers through her hair.

The knock came again
. S
he made her way to the door and opened it.
I
t must have been early evening;
the shadows of the sun
were
fading.
Julian
stood
on her step
dressed in a gray button down shirt and black dress slacks. The shirt was open at the top and tanned, muscled skin peeked out from beneath. He held her towel and book in his hands and when he moved to step inside, she instinctively opened the door farther and let him in.

"
You left your things earlier,
"
he said, setting them down on the table by the door.

"
Thanks for bringing them,
"
she said, suddenly conscious of how she must look, her eyes puffy from crying, her hair a matted mess around her head.
She reached her hand up and once again tried to
work
through the tangles.

He closed the door behind him before stepping closer.

She didn
’t back away. And when his arms enveloped
her and his hands pressed against her back
,
pulling her closer, she didn’t struggle.
He closed his mouth
over hers even as their eyes remain
ed open.

It wasn’t a gentle,
exploratory kiss. It was a claiming of her mouth and it sen
t a jolt straight to her sex
. She moaned as he deepened the kiss, pulling her closer, one hand at the back of her head as he devoured her. Her hands went to his shoulders before wrapping around his neck and head, needing him nearer. She didn’t notice when the towel pooled around her feet and she stood naked
,
wrapped
only
in his arms
.

H
e
moved to
kiss
her jaw, her neck, her shoulders. He trailed little bites that hurt just enough as he led her backwards to the bed. Only when she felt her
bottom
on the sheets did she think to stop what was going on.

"
Julian
,
"
she whispered, her voice thick.

He knelt between her legs and had one small, round breast in his mouth. He made some
sound
of acknowledgement
as he brought his lips just over her nipple. Her
fingers
,
entwined
in his hair
,
pulled him
closer although
she meant to push him away.

"
We can’t,
"
she said, hugging him to her as he sucked, drawing the nipple out until he had just the very tip between his teeth.

She moaned and closed her eyes.

He didn’t speak but
moved to the other breast and did the sa
me, her nipples pebbling
, her legs
opening wider, her body
responding to
his touch.

He progressed down her belly, pushing
her back slightl
y
so
she supported herself on her elbows. Opening h
er eyes she watched
his dark head
settle
between her legs. She spread
them
wider, unable to stop, orgasm too close as his tongue teased her lips
apart
and his mouth finally closed over her clit. She threw
her head back and called out while
he sucked, still using his fingers to
work
her nipples, until she
bucked beneath him, her climax
quick and violent and
hungry, her body
having been
disregarded for too long.

***

Julian
climbed on top of her as she collapsed on the bed, breathing hard. He kissed her,
allowing her
to taste herself on his lips, his tongue. He was rock hard and he p
ressed his erection against her, knowing she
would
still
be tender after
her climax
.

"
Gabrielle
,
"
he said, wanting to look into her eyes. She opened them, their g
olden depths darker now from her arousal.  They were an unusual shade, but it wasn’t their color that piqued his
interest
. It was
the
pain he saw in them
.
Maybe it was because he recognized its origin, found a kindred spirit inside it.

He
ground his hips against
her
sex
and
her eyes widened.
"
I
need to have you
.
"

"
Let me up,
"
she said, pushing against his shoulders. He
let her go
and she knelt alongside him,
undoing
first
his belt,
then
his
zipper
.
She gasped when she pulled his pants
down and released his cock which was thick and hard, the head
already
smeared in pre-cum. Glancing at him
with lust in her eyes
, sh
e brought her mouth to the tip. Her little pink tongue licked the very tip, tasting him as she kept her gaze steady on his
. He watched
while she
circled his cock with it
before taking it into her mouth, her lips closing around its width. He moaned and lay his head back when she
sucked hard and
reached to caress his balls.

"
Put your k
nees on either side of my face
,
"
he instructed.

Without
hesitating
, she moved into position, her knees spread wide. Her pussy was just above his mouth, the lips open and s
lick. Reaching up he spread
them further and inserted a finger into her, making her gasp.

He smiled.

"
Clasp
your hands behind your back,
"
he said.
"
Only
your mouth on my cock.
"

She
did as he said
.

He moaned
, drawing her hips down over his face and
licked the lips of her pussy before closing his mouth over her clit. She
move
d
faster
, taking him deep into he
r mouth, her throat
. She
bucked as she
climaxed again, her hips
grinding
into hi
m while he sucked her clit
, feeling his own cock twitch and
release
into her mouth.

When he shifted his body, she sat up, kneeling
alongside him, a hand covering her mouth.

He stood and zipped his pants, all the while watching her as she knelt on the bed, her eyes wide on his.

With one hand on the top of her head, he gave his first command: "Swallow."