Learning To Live Again *GabeJackson82*

It had been months since her last confrontation with Eric. Everyday became a little less painful and her life was finally gaining some resemblance of normalcy. She no longer felt she would break down if she heard his name and her tears didn't lull her to sleep at night any longer.

She was in the kitchen cooking up a huge southern breakfast when her foreman, Gabe, walked in with his daily report. He was so incredibly handsome that she blushed as her thoughts of what he would be like as a lover went through her mind. In her thoughts, he was her gentle cowboy and with him she felt safe and able to completely be herself.

Gabe was always doing thoughtful things for her and her best friend Ana. Only a few weeks ago he had shown them a meadow of wildflowers he had grown just to make them smile. Everything about him was what she considered to be the perfect man. He had gifted her with a tan mare only last week to help her get over the loss of losing her Fresian Stallion, Demon Lover.

She invited him to share breakfast with her. It was lonely without Ana's cheerful face and if she was honest she just really enjoyed his company. He was so easy to please and they talked about all the things they had in common.

They had both been raised with a deep Southern background, they enjoyed horses and even liked the same type of music. It seemed natural when he pulled her into his arms and their lips met. It was almost as if they had shared the embrace a hundred times before as they moved together so perfectly. He made her feel and want things she never thought she could possibly feel again.

He broke their kiss first, not sure if she was thinking the way he was and more than a little worried that she wasn't ready to move forward into a new relationship. He had tried his best to be the friend she needed after she had ended things with the Sheriff.

Between Ana and himself, they had done everything to lift her out of the depression that relationship ending had left her in. He never understood how someone so innocent had fallen in love with one of those disgusting, undead creatures. She needed his protection, he thought, and he knew it was a role he could play while enjoying the beautiful woman she had hidden from everyone the last few months.

The last thing he wanted was to see her fall back into that shell of a person she had become. Everything inside him screamed to take things slowly as he longed to hold her in his arms and kiss away the sadness in those beautiful chocolate eyes. Taking a deep breath, he tried to gain control of the desire he felt and backed away. “So darlin', how about breaking in your new horse,” he smiled at her hoping she didn't see the passion he was holding back.

Confusion filled her eyes as he pulled away from her, having enjoyed being in his arms and not really wanting to leave them. She nodded at him and smiled feeling more than a little guilty about where her mind was going with him. She wasn't supposed to feel like this about him, he was her employee, and it truly hadn't been that long ago she had only thought of one other person in that way.

They walked down to the stables and as he dressed the horses she could only watch his every move. She wondered if his hands would be as gentle on her body as they were when he cared for the animals. Blushing at her own thoughts, she only felt them intensify when he helped her mount her ride. As they took off into the field, she was breathless from more than just the exhilaration of the ride.

They rode for over an hour just talking about things that interested them both. Often their eyes would meet as they continued the ride and she would blush as thoughts of making love to him filled her mind. She wondered if he felt the same things she did and her heart raced as she allowed herself to hope he did.

When he pulled up his horse by a huge oak tree and tied him off, she was completely lost in her own fantasies. “Hey darlin',” he called out breaking her thoughts, “I think we need to rest these lovely creatures a few minutes.”

If she kept looking at him like she wanted to devour him, he knew he was going to give in to the desire behind her eyes. Right and wrong had went out of his mind about a half hour back when that tempting little smile had found her face over some comment he had made. He wondered how was he supposed to deny how he felt about her when every look she
gave him begged him to make love to her.


He wanted to throw her on the ground and take everything those eyes told him she wanted. But before anything else, she was his friend and he worried somewhat about the consequences of what that action might have. His mind definitely desired her beyond anything he had ever
imagined and it was really easy giving over to the thoughts he had.

He would never allow himself to hurt her. But if she wanted him, he was definitely going to make love to her. He wanted to show her a passion that would wipe away the pain he had seen in those beautiful eyes for entirely too long now. As she pulled her horse up to the tree, he tied the reigns and moved back to help her dismount. He allowed her body to slide down his until he was holding her in his arms.

She could barely breathe as she gazed up into his incredible blueeyes, biting her lip as a blush found her cheeks. Her arms wrapped around his neck, uncertainty and desire written plainly all over her face. He needed to know this was what she wanted, more than that, he wanted to be sure she would have no regrets later if this happened between them.

Lowering his lips to hers, he kissed her tenderly. Fighting every instinct that demanded he take her now, he had no intention of frightening her. She kissed him back timidly at first, not sure if she was ready for this but wanting him so desperately that finally she stopped thinking. Her lips showed him every ounce of desire that she couldn't put into words.

After several long minutes, he broke away again and she whimpered, afraid he was going to stop yet again. He smiled at her before walking over to his horse and pulling out a blanket. As he spread it out on the ground of wildflowers he had planted, she felt her heart fall into her abdomen.

She would have to make this decision to move forward because there was no way he was going to allow her to feel pressured into doing something she might regret. He sat down on the blanket and looked up at her with a smile. “Darlin', I won't lie to you," as he smiled his chin dimpled, “ I want to make love to you.” His words were soft and she felt her body tremble. She knew exactly what he was asking. If she walked over to that blanket, she would be giving in to what they both seemed to want.

“Do you want to join me Cara?” His eyes met hers questioningly and she thought her heart couldn't race any faster. She couldn't speak, so she nodded and sat down on the blanket beside him. She was completely unsure of how to please him and they were here in broad daylight. Both of those thoughts left her breathless and trembling staring at him.

He knew what it had taken for her to take this step. He also knew from the long talks they had shared, that she had only made love once before. He hoped he had the restraint she needed, to be the type of tender lover she deserved. His body was quick to remind him how desperately he wanted her at that moment.

Turning to her, he kissed her again, seeking to gain a little control over his desire. Laying her back on the blanket, he took a few deep breaths before finding her lips again. Her arms wrapped around his neck again as she kissed him back with all the passion she felt inside of her. As his lips trailed kisses down her jaw and then her neck, she closed her eyes feeling completely breathless.

When his hands found the buttons on her shirt, her eyes flew open and her breath caught. His hands worked quickly on the the tiny buttons, parting her shirt and gazing upon her with raw desire. He pulled her up into a sitting position gently and removed her shirt, then her lacy little bra. Her hands instinctively covered her breasts. She blushed deeply, more than a little embarrassed to be undressed in the sunlight.

He carefully laid her back down on the blanket smiling at her as his hands pulled her hands away and over her head in one large hand. Biting her lip again, her breath escaped in short pants, she didn't attempt to pull away from him. His eyes roamed over her incredible body and he smiled, “Darlin', you are perfection." " No reason at all to be embarrassed,” he whispered hoarsely.

His free hand moved down to cup her full breast, before allowing his mouth to trail down her neck to suckle the rosy peak deeply. All thoughts flew from her mind as he suckled and allowed his teeth to lightly graze one, then the other breast. She struggled against his hands, needing to touch him, and he let go of her and continued the loving worship of her breasts.

Her hands tangled in his hair, holding him to her as a shiver moved through her body. His lips moved down lower and his tongue delved into her navel and she jumped slightly at the sensation. He laughed softly and stood quickly, taking his shirt off. His eyes never left hers the entire time, enjoying the look she gave to him. She sat up and gazed longingly at his sculptured chest and abs, groaning under her breath.

He quickly sat down removing his boots and socks before standing again, his hand resting on the button of his jeans. “Darlin', if you plan on stopping, “ he smiled down at her expectant face, “this would be the time to do it." He waited for a few minutes, giving her every chance he could offer to change her mind, “Do you want to stop, darlin'.”

Biting her lip, she shook her head, her eyes landing on where his fingers were resting on the button of his jeans. He laughed softly and unbuttoned his pants sliding them off his hips quickly and she gazed at his beautiful muscular legs in awe. As his hands found the waistband of his underwear she gasped and stared, only to lower her eyes as those were cast aside as well. “Cara”, he whispered, “darlin', it's fine to look.” His words were gentle and not at all mocking.


Taking a deep breath, fighting her own modesty, she lifted her eyes and gazed over him. When her eyes lowered to his manhood she gasped, thinking to herself that he was entirely too gifted in that area and her eyes lowered again, trembling now with apprehension.

He joined her back on the blanket, sitting down and pulling her into his arms. He held her in his lap, cradling her like a child, restraining from taking her right then and there once again. He wrapped his arms around her, allowing his hands to caress her hair, giving her a few moments to calm herself.


Her head laid on his shoulder as she fought against the nervousness that threatened to overwhelm her if she allowed it. After what seemed forever, she remembered all the reasons she wanted this memory. She wanted him to touch her again and take away this sudden shyness that just didn't seem to belong here with them together.

Lifting her face to his, she allowed her trembling lips to meet his as her hands went to either side of his face to hold him. He kissed her deeply for several long minutes before laying her back down on the blanket. His hand lowered to her breast, then moving across her abdomen with a soft caress as his lips trailed down her neck until he found the rosy peak and suckled her deeply once again. She felt all apprehension slip away and desire took it's place

Her jeans were in the way and she wanted to feel his body against her bare skin. Arching her hips she strained to move closer to him. He read her easily and his hands quickly slid off her boots and then moved to the button on her jeans. “Lift your hips darlin', he whispered hoarsely. As she did, he stripped her off the jeans and her lacy underwear. She was completely laid bare for his eyes and she blushed even as desire was threatening to consume her.

It both embarrassed and excited her to have him see her like this in the sunlight. She could barely breathe as she saw the desire in his eyes as he took in every last inch of her body. His hand moved across her abdomen with a feather light touch and lower into the soft curls that hid her tender passion. She tensed slightly as his fingers first found her and then gave over to the mindless passion his touch gave her.

His mouth trailed kisses down her neck and breasts as his fingers brought her to the edge of her own desire. “Gabe, please,” her voice pleaded with him to stop this madness and take her. She was completely overwhelmed with passion as her hips arched up to meet each stroke of his fingers. He parted her legs and came between them, their eyes meeting allowing him to see just how inflamed she was. Desperately, she raked her nails down his back and then tried to pull
him to her, feeling as if she would die if he didn't take her then.


With deliberate slowness he entered her, fighting every instinct that demanded he take her quickly and quench the need she brought alive with her tight haven. She gasped as she felt him slide into her, feeling him stretch and fill her completely. Closing her eyes, she wrapped her legs around him until he was inside her so deeply that she knew there was nowhere else to go.


He rode her with agonizing slowness making her whimper for more, each stroke of him making her ache for him to lose control and take her with the passion he was bringing to life in her body. He continued the slow torture until she felt she would die from the pleasure. “Gabe,” she cried out his name digging her nails into his back. He knew what she wanted and he wanted more than anything to drive into her until she screamed his name again.

He controlled his movements by sheer willpower determined to take every ounce of passion her body could give him and then demand even more. When he felt her body tighten around his, quivering on the verge of release, only then did he allow his own body to take what he needed. Allowing passion to drive him, he drove into her with a wild
abandon feeling her body find it's release and hearing her scream out his name.

It was all he needed to find his own release and his own growl of passion echoed hers as he laid upon her completely spent. She held on to him as if her life depended on it, unable to move, barely able to breathe. Still joined together for long moments, they lay together allowing their breathing to calm. As he pulled from her, she could only moan softly.

He helped her dress and then dressed himself. Their eyes meeting and both of their faces filled with a smile. As he helped her mount her horse, she couldn't help but wonder if she would lose her heart to the cowboy who had showed her that she still had much passion left inside of her to give.


Written By: @Carafaithdonova Edited By: @AnaxLayne
Inspired By: @GabeJackson82

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