Gabi pressed her hand against the cool wood of the door. The door that lead to Antonio's room. She thought about knocking, but it was open, so she silently pushed it, and looked in.
She could see Antonio, kneeling by the window, and she almost called out to him, but he spoke before she had the chance. It surprised her, at first she thought that he was talking to her, bit it didn't take long to realize that he didn't know she was there. She listened to him, not wanting to interrupt.
"Dear God, please forgive me. Forgive me for thinking these sinful thoughts about Gabi, especially now, while my brother is at his weakest. Forgive me for wanting the woman that just became his wife. Forgive me for loving Gabi as much as I do. I ask you for peace. Not for me, for I am beyond hoping for that, but for Gabi. Let her forget about me, let her be the wife she needs to be to Ricardo. Let her...let her love him the way I wish....the way I wish she loved me. Dear Lord...ple...please..."His voice broke there, he was unable to continue with his prayer. She wasn't clear on why for a second, then the uncommon way his shoulders were trembling made it dawn on her. He was crying. Her heart broke as she listened to him sob. He was crying because of her. She felt her own eyes tear up in shame. She had put him in this much pain. His heart was broken because of her. She quietly approached him, putting a hand softly on his shoulder. He turned to look at her, surprised.
"Oh, Antonio...I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." She sat down next to him, and wrapped her arms around him. The look in his eyes was enough to make her hate herself for being so horrible to him. Here she was, expecting him to be happy for her. He had just married the woman he loved and his brother, but she was naive enough to believe his smiles and words of encouragement. She should have known that this would be killing him. She should have known....
But that didn't matter to him now. Having her close to him was enough to erase the pain from his memory. He buried his head in her shoulder, taking in the softness of her skin, the familiar smell of the perfume she wore. Her soft hands wove themselves around his neck, she ran her fingers through her hair, comforting him as best she knew how, all the time wanting to do more, but not knowing what she could do.
His tears dried after a few minutes, but he didn't want to leave her embrace. He raised his head, looking her in the eye, and all of the shields she had been building up the past few months crumbled away. She had tried so hard to make herself forget Antonio, to make herself love Ricardo, but none of that registered now. Only the closeness of him mattered. She hesitantly touched her lips to his, reveling in the feel of emotions she had thought she would never again experience.
When their lips met, an explosion of buried emotions torrented through Antonio. Love, lust, need, desire, passion. Nothing in the world mattered except this amazing woman in his arms. His eyes opened slightly as the kiss deepened. Gabi chose that moment to gaze at him, and all of the feelings that Antonio felt was mirrored in her eyes. Throwing all doubts aside, he took the initiative, and wrapped his arms around her, pulling her even closer. His mouth explored hers in a way it never had before, tasting, touching, and slowly moving over every sweet concavity and convexity. And as he moved her to the bed, his hands did the same to her delicate body, pushing aside annoying fabrics in his eagerness to be closer to her, in every way possible.
His nimble fingers moved under her shirt, feeling his way to the lacy edge of her bra, pushing the barriers away. He broke the kiss momentarily to remove her shirt, as she became active and her fingers fumbled with the buttons of his black priestly garb. The white collar caught her eye and distracted her. She felt a rush of anger at the thing that had kept them away from each other for so long. She angrily ripped it away, then continued to rid him of his shirt, while he moved on to other pieces of clothing. His fingers, his mouth, were doing amazing things to her. He had already relieved her of her bra, and was now teasing her nipples, causing her to moan and gasp in ecstasy, making her writhe in a wonderful agony that she never wanted to stop. She never wanted him to stop.
"Oh, Gabi...Gabi..." He moaned her name as she allowed her hands to explore everywhere on his body. She touched him, feeling his desire throb under her palm. She continued to caress him, massage him. The groans he was desperately trying to stifle pleased her, and she continued her torturous play until his hand picked up hers, moved it gently.
"What?" She asked softly. "Is that not good?" His lips were on her neck as he answered her.
"Oh, God, no, Gabi, it was too good. Much too good." He kissed her softly on the mouth and smiled gently at her, moving his hands down, across her flat stomach, down farther, moving under her short skirt, touching her in places that made her feel as if she were on top of the world. Soon, his patience was wearing, he couldn't wait to be closer to her, and she was feeling the exact same way. No man had ever made her feel this way. It was almost as if she couldn't breathe until he took her, she would die unless he joined with her soon. Her soft gasps and his passionate moans filled the room as they quickly disposed of the rest of their clothes. As he pressed himself deep inside of her, both of them recaptured emotions that they hadn't had in months. Too many months. His mouth met with hers again as her body trembled with passion. Again and again, he brought her to the edge and over, until finally, the passion that had been steadily building up exploded. He rained her face and chest with soft, wet kisses as he let himself go inside of her. Her cries fueled him again and again, causing both of them to remain insatiable for an incredibly long time. Every time he thought he could go on no longer, every time he came inside of her warm body, her touch would revive him once again, and a new wave of passion took them over.
When they finally tired, Gabi just lay there, in Antonio's arms for the longest time. She didn't want to ever leave the warmth and protection that he brought. She sat up and looked into his eyes, and the sadness in them cut through to the core of her.
"You should go now." He whispered, not meeting her eye. She smiled and shook her head. She had just made a decision, one that she hoped beyond hope that Antonio would accept.
"Oh, Antonio, please don't make me. I don't ever want to leave you. I want to be with you forever. Will you let me?" At first, he thought she was just saying it, that she didn't really mean the words that he was so desperate to hear, but then he looked at her, and there was something in her eyes, something that told him that she meant this and a wide smile spread across his face. He leaned down to kiss her, a soft tender kiss, full of promise.
"Gabi, do you know how long I've waited
to hear you say those words?" She settled in his arms again, content to
stay there forever. And as strong as thier love was, she believed that
she could really do that.