Chapter 34: Let Me Blow Your Mind

POV: Gabby/ Zac

December 14, 2007

The last four days had been an eye opening experience. However, I made the fatal mistake of telling him that I had not really had a good Christmas in years. His response? I was dragged to a store where he bought a tree, decorations, lights, and everything he could possibly need to decorate. He then wore his apron and did all the decorating, he turned the apartment into a Christmas wonderland. Taylor had come over the next day and nearly fainted but it did give me a chance to wrap his gift and have it under the tree. I was shocked that he had more than three for me already, when had he had time?! I hadn’t had time to get Isaac, or anyone else not even Zac.

Neither Abigail nor Max had really asked me if I went home with Stella, in fact based on their messages they just assumed I did. Max asked me how the couch was sleeping and Abby had asked the same thing. I didn’t correct their assumptions either.

I’d woken up this morning rather late and found that Zac was awake and I could smell bacon. I got up and walked to the front.

“Good morning.”

“Morning, did you sleep okay?”

“Not really. I turned the wrong way and landed on my side which hurt. Took forever to get the naggy pain to go away.”

He frowned. “Are you actually taking the pain medication Gabs? I know you said you didn’t want to take it too much but really.”

“I’ve been taking half the dose.”

“Maybe at night you should do full.”

“Maybe.”

He finished cooking breakfast and we ate, I then showered and he cleaned and bandaged the two areas. The cuts weren’t that big, they did have to extend the places for my abdomen but it was healing nicely. It was just if I laid down wrong or moved wrong, it would hurt like crap. When it came to taking care of me, Zac was the bomb. He wouldn’t let me do anything I wasn’t suppose too and that included sex, he actually told me no! Today there was no plans, so we were just going to kick back and relax. But about 9:45 the doorbell rang and he got it. It was the detectives so he let them in and they greeted us both.

“Ms. Frost.”

“It’s actually Mrs. Hanson now. I got my name changed a few days ago.”

“Congratulations on that, Mrs. Hanson.”

I was still not use to being called Mrs, let along Hanson. So I smiled and Zac got them bottles of water and we sat down.

“Do you have any new information on the case?” Zac asked.

“Unfortunately, not much.”

I wasn’t expecting there to be much really, they had seemed to be professionals.

“Mrs. Hanson do you remember anything new?”

“Like?”

“Any new details, comments, anything that may now stand out.”

I thought about those days again, but I often didn’t try because really, why should I?

“Not really, just what I told you in the hospital. They really didn’t give me much to work with either.”

“You indicated the third perpetrator wore gloves, did the other two also?”

“No.”

“We did find one set of prints that were not indicated by Maxwell. We really didn’t find many of Mr. Hanson’s but he indicated he didn’t really touch anything in the apartment. We found no match.” Detective Myers said.

“We are suspecting that the individuals that broke in were professionals, there was no indication of a break in and the key that Maxwell stated was outside was wiped clean and so was the rock it was under, we suspect they either watched the house first to know where it was or they knew from someone else. He said the only ones that knew about it the key were himself, his girlfriend and you.”

“I also knew, Halloween night when I came to pick her up she told me where it was.” Zac said.

“He’s the only person I told.”

“Are you going to be with someone?” Detective Myers asked.

“Yes, she’ll be with me. Why are you asking?” Zac asked.

“We feel like they were hired to find this floppy disk and then kill you.”

“Kill me? They never said anything about killing me!”

“It’s possible that wasn’t the intention but we’re operating on the basis of that. Is there anyone that you know that may have a really bad grudge against you? Specifically someone you interacted with during your days of using drugs.”

I shook my head. “Everyone I hung out with during those days was just like me, finding comfort in drugs and alcohol. To my knowledge I never upset or pissed them off this badly. When I met Simon he got me clean but he used a lot and so did the band.”

“Mr. Hanson indicated he was your ex and he’d been sending you messages?”

I paused and thought about that, the messages they replied to on my phone were Zac and Stella. In those two days Simon hadn’t sent anything.

“He was up until that Monday afternoon. He called in September wanted a third chance, I said no. He kept asking, promising me he wouldn’t cheat again, he wouldn’t hit me, and so on. I kept saying no because I didn’t want to go back to him. He sent non-threatening messages since then at least five a day. But the two days they were at the apartment, he didn’t send anything. If he did, they never bothered to reply.”

“Did they reply to others?”

“Yes. Zac and Stella, they both sent me messages and they sent generic I’m busy messages.”

He wrote something down. “Do you think your ex-boyfriend Simon could be involved?”

“It’s possible, but I never saw him use floppy disk, he does own a computer but I never saw him use it with those.”

“Was there anything from the rape kit?” Zac asked.

“No. The person that processed the kit in the lab said they only found a spermicidal lube which is common with condoms. There finding was that a condom was used.”

“I knew one did but it’s possible both did I suppose.”

“We’re going to continue to investigate this and if you remember anything new definitely call us. If you get any abnormal calls, e-mails, texts, or anything odd then please call. We’re not certain that this was a professional type job but based on the lack of evidence we are leaning in that direction.”

“Are you also leaning more toward the drugs?”

“Yes.”

“Is there any specific reason? Neither myself nor Max were dealers or used them.”

“The floppy disk is a clue, most ordinary people wouldn’t break in and torment someone for days over normal stuff. So, whatever is on that disk is important to this person, it’s possible it could be anything illegal like trafficking or even child pornography, but it has to be something illegal to be worth that type of effort.”

“We are also checking the neighborhood in the event that they really did target the wrong apartment. It is very possible that you weren’t related to what they wanted and they just went to the wrong place.” Detective Mabis said.

“So, it’s possible that I was just at the wrong number apartment?”

“Yes. It’s possible we are cross referencing the apartment name with anything that sounds like it with multiple apartments also.”

They asked me a few more questions about Simon before they left. Great, I could have been hurt just because it was an apartment that sounded like the real intended person. That was total bullshit. We hadn’t been sitting back down long when the doorbell rang again and again Zac got up but this time the people that came in weren’t people I knew.

One of the men was tall, rock solid based on the tight fitting shirt with brown hair and eyes, the other one had a more shaggy hairstyle and blue eyes. They greeted Zac like they knew him and they’d brought over three boxes of pizza and a two 12 packs. I didn’t move from the couch and I wasn’t entirely sure whose these people were.

“You cannot be Gabriella.” Shaggy said.

“It kind of depends on who you are.”

Zac seem to finally realize that I had never seen these people in my life.

“Shit! I’m sorry. Gabriella this is my friend Andrew, we’ve known each other since pre-K and this is his brother Jack. Fellas this is my wife, Gabriella.”

I detected the insanely happy tone in Zac’s voice when he told them I was his wife. He seemed to be really proud of that fact. Once I knew their names, I got up and greeted them, fuck Jack was solid, but I was entirely aware of the lingering bruises and when his fingers grazed over the one on my wrist he frowned.

“I wish I knew the bastards, I’d ensure they felt much worse than you did. Any word on who they are?”

“Nope, they found prints from one guy but no idea who he is. Thinking maybe professionals.”

Andrew held out a beer to me and I declined. “I can’t drink it with the medication they have me taking.”

“Good thing Zac has Dr. P then.”

“Always.” Zac said.

I really hadn’t met anyone that Zac hung out with except those on the tour. These were his friends, people he knew and hung out with. Andrew looked around and took in the decorations and the lack of my stuff.

“I see you got her things put up and good lord who barfed Christmas here?” Andrew asked.

Zac smiled. “They got put up the day she came here and the decorations the next day, even bought them!”

“I see. Well, it has been one of your more favorite holidays.”

We sat in the living room for lunch, which we didn’t really expect them or the lunch, but it was a delicious pizza.

“So, what do you want? You brought lunch and beer, abnormal for you.” Zac said.

Andrew shoved an entire slice into his mouth and mumbled some answer that I didn’t understand at all. But, Zac snorted.

“Fess up Andrew, you came because you knew she was here and you wanted to see this elusive girl.”

“What can I say…I haven’t seen you ‘date’ anyone since that bitch. Speaking of, I saw her the other day and she was insistent that the two of you were getting back together.”

My turn to snort, despite the fact that hurt. “She’s delusional that’s all.”

He smiled. “I like her dude, keep her around.”

I swear the three of them ate a whole pizza by themselves but they were men and that was acceptable to them, Zac didn’t drink much though just a few beers and the other two didn’t either. Jack was interesting wanting to be a professional wrestler, it was ambitious and fuck he had the body for it. Andrew was in school still but worked downtown at the Zoo, he was aiming to be a lawyer, but if that failed he wanted to work with animals. I liked him just for the fact he could get me into the Zoo for free sometimes. Well, among other things. They left about 2:30 and we settled into a good movie.

“So, who were you dreaming about this morning?”

“You have to ask? Obviously it was you.”

“The context of said dream was pretty obvious too.”

“I really hate your doctor right now. Love him for making you get better but hate him so much at the same time.”

“You’ll survive.”

“I don’t know, I thought being on the bus was torture. Not that I would ever change anything.”

I giggled and laid my head back down on his chest, this was quickly becoming my favorite way to lay here and watch movies. Movies that I’d rarely ever gotten to see, his chosen ones for today was the Jurassic Park trilogy, he was insistence that I needed to watch them all. I remembered watching the first one back when I was younger, but I hadn’t seen the second or third part. Today was the second part and I was loving the concept and ideas. When the movie went off we started dinner and as I watched him move I could tell he was tense. The doctor had specifically said no sex because the movements could pull the stitches, especially if we weren’t careful and right now I couldn’t handle him being on top of me, that would hurt. We ate there at the little island and he then cleaned up.

“Want to watch part three now?”

“Actually, I think I wanna shower.”

“Okay, I can tidy up while you shower then we can.”

“Well...I want to shower with you, so you’ll be there too.”

He paused and looked at me. “With me?”

“Yes. Nothing against showering together and really I feel like maybe I’m not washing my hair very well.”

He finished putting the few items up and came around. “I’m sure I can make sure it’s very clean.”

We went to the bedroom together and he started the shower, I really wanted to make use of that tub but I couldn’t yet. I let him just take over, I had no problem with him washing my hair because I could feel his fingers on my scalp and I really liked that. But, my object wasn’t quite just that. I made sure to cover every square inch of his body before letting him rinse off. I did let him get dried off but wouldn’t let him get dressed.

“You want me to just walk around naked?”

“Not quite, what I do want is for you to get comfortable on the bed, somewhere in the middle preferably.”

He gave me a questioning look but he walked out of the bathroom and I could hear the bed make slight noises as he plopped down and got comfortable. I walked to the closet and found one of my clean gowns and slipped it on, I didn’t need anything else. I then searched for something appropriate finding a soft plush robe belt, it would be perfect for what I had in mind.

-Zac-

I was mildly confused as to why she wanted me to lay down on the bed naked, clearly she wasn’t considering going against the doctor’s orders. As much as I wanted that and god did I want that, I would tell her to stop. I didn’t want her to be hurting. She was taking what felt like forever but she finally came out of the bathroom in a blue gown with those damn black kitty ears and she made it a point to crawl up the bed.

“Gabby, you know what the doctor said.”

Fuck I hated that doctor as she settled down on my abdomen. “I know what he said. He however never said I couldn’t do anything, I just have to be careful. Do you remember this little conversation?”

“The one where you sent me home and told me to just close my eyes, oh yeah, I remember it.”

She leaned down and kissed me. “Do you remember what I said to you?”

I swallowed and involuntary my tongue ran across my bottom lip as the words floated into my head.

“I asked what else you would do, you replied with putting my hands above my head.”

“Do you feel comfortable with that?”

“I don’t have handcuffs.”

Again she leaned down and kissed me. “I didn’t use them when I said it before, I said scarf. The belts for robes work just as well.”

I swallowed, no one had ever tied me up. Crystal and I were too young and well, Priscilla I didn’t trust that much and the ones between her and Gabby were a definitive hell no. Yet, Gabby was different. Really? What was the worse she could do right now?

“If you want too, I can’t promise I’ll be any good at it.”

She kissed me again. “You don’t have to be good at it, just comfortable with the idea. I don’t want to force you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

“I’m comfortable with the idea and if for some reason it changes, I’ll tell you.”

I felt her hands run down my arms, the nails slightly sliding across my skin and then she was raising them up above my head. I was very nervous at this point. She came up my chest to reach the headboard and her leaning over that way was so tempting but I couldn’t get to any part of her body. Yet the softness of the robe coming around my wrist caused me look up. She didn’t tie them extremely tight, I could flex my wrist and move them but I couldn’t get my hand out of the loop.

“You’ve done this before, haven’t you?”

She looked down and smirked at me. “A few times, yeah.”

I don’t know how many times it got wrapped around the rails in the center but when she moved down I found I could move my arms a bit but I couldn’t undo the ties at all. Her lips on mine brought me back to her and not those ties.

“Can you turn over?”

“Turn over?”

“Yes.”

It really wasn’t that easy, turning over crossed the robes tie above my hands but left them room to move still but it felt weird being in this position. I turned my head to see her and she smiled, began to massage my shoulders and back. Why did I have to be all tied up for this?!

I felt her straddle my thighs and god her hands were like magic. I really didn’t think I was that tense but as she moved I could feel the tenseness fade away, when she’d gone down my back with her hands she leaned down.

“Comfortable still?”

“Little drowsy actually, I don’t think anyone has ever been that good.”

Her fingers moved across my neck and her lips landed there a moment later. “Trust me when I’m done your mind will be blown.”

Her lips began to make a trail down my spine and I couldn’t deny that felt nice and she didn’t stop when she reached my waist, nope each side of my butt got equal kisses and bites, which actually kind of hurt a bit. She kept going down my legs, nipping the back of my thigh which definitely was waking me up. The soft kissed to the bottom of my feet felt different.

“Is that why you had me shower?”

“Maybe, not sure I’d ever have done that otherwise.”

I felt her finger tickle the bottom of my foot and I moved it up. Her kisses came up the other leg, until she was the top of my thigh where she bit lightly. I felt her hand slide over my bare ass before she popped me lightly, moments later she was kissing that same area. She alternated that movement on both sides a few times, until I could feel the slight heat from the pops, but I couldn’t say it didn’t feel good, involuntary little moans slipped out before I could stop them. I was relaxed and fine but then her tongue was in a very sensitive spot, very close to the balls but not there and I couldn’t help the moan that slipped because god that felt good. I went to move the leg I’d brought up down but her hand there stopped me, firm but not too bad.

“Keep it there. It’s right where I want it.”

I moved it a little higher and was rewarded with another flick of her tongue in that area, fuck that felt so good. I was going to voice that but then I felt her tongue moving up, the moment she made contact with the opening I moved, not totally sure about that but the rush of pleasure courses through me and I heard the moan that escaped. I’d heard this could be good but I hadn’t believed it. Yet the way she was just moving up and down, sometimes around the opening and I sighed.

“Fuck…”

The just kisses and licks were causing my entire body to heat up, I wasn’t even sure but it felt so different. I could feel the tip of her finger at that earlier space, just barely rubbing and I was barely breathing.

“Do you want more?”

Her voice sounded far away and I only could nod, words escaped how I was feeling. I did know the erection was a bit painful in the position I was in. I felt the pop and moaned, heard a giggle.

“On to your knees then.”

It took moments to comprehend that and then adjusting took a few moments, but she did help me get up onto my knees and I felt her hand wrap around my cock and that long slow stroke.

“Oh…that feels…”

I couldn’t finish that sentence because her tongue was back at that opening and this time I felt more pressure.

“Gabs..” I whined.

I wanted her hands on my cock, not just resting beside me. But she ignored my pleas and kept on. It was a weird feeling to know her tongue was inside me, the movements seemed more than I could handle. I felt her move and then something cold landed there and I shivered, it wasn’t her tongue pressing against me, I knew that because she was biting my right cheek as something else seemed to slip into me, most likely her finger.

“Gabs…”

Her lips moved back to that sensitive spot and I couldn’t form words, just gasps and moans. I’d never felt this way during sex. No one had ever done this. I was feeling very good when she pulled away and I groaned.

“Flip back over.”

That was a request I was glad to do! I was a little hesitate to kiss her when she moved over me but the overwhelming sensations was so much that I couldn’t even object. Turns out she tasted like her, so that was great. She slid back down though, soft licks and flicks to the nipples before she was at my abdomen.

“Please, baby.”

I felt her hand move back and her finger was back in me again, slowly pumping and in this position it felt way different. Moments later she was massaging the balls before placing soft kisses to them, I was painfully hard by now, between laying on it and now her avoiding!

“Baby…please… will you..”

She must have read my mind because a moment later I felt her tongue moved slowly up the bottom side, before she ran it around the head of my dick, I couldn’t say a damn thing and all I could do was moan loudly. Her tongue gently probed the slit and my hips rose off the bed, pushing me deeper into her mouth. Which did little to help the way it felt.

She kept on and I could feel the tightening of my balls, sure she could too. The familiar tingling in my pelvis area and the spreading heat. Her finger never stopped and I felt the gentle curl and that sent a wave of pleasure through my body. She kept on bobbing though, driving me closer. I really think it was the well timed moment where the head of my cock was touching the back of her throat, she swallowed and curled that finger at the same time. I was fairly certain I screamed when that orgasm ripped through me. My vision blurred and it felt like every muscle in my body tightened up at once and then a calm zen came over me.

I wasn’t sure how much time passed between that moment and when I became aware that I wasn’t tied up anymore and she had moved, straddling me and laying on my chest. Her chin was propped up on her left arm and she smiled when I looked at her.

“Guess I really blew your mind there. Are you okay? I think you may have passed out on me.”

“Maybe? How long?”

“It’s been about fifteen minutes.”

“I feel like Jello.”

She smiled. “Yeah, guess I blew your mind then.”

“Is that…I don’t…”

She smiled and kissed me. “It’s called the best blow job of your life.”

“Little arrogant aren’t you?”

She smiled. “No baby, I’m not arrogant. I know it was, based on the sheer fact that you apparently passed out. Admit it.”

“Only if you admit that I can blow yours.”

Again she kissed me, much deeper and I barely got my arms around her.

“You know you did, you want to shower or just sleep it off?”

“I can’t get up…So…sleep?”

“Let me wash you off and we can crash.”

She got up and did just that, washing me off before we moved and got comfortable. I liked the way she curled up next to me and really, I was going to have to try harder next time. She really had given me the best blow job of my life. Which is exactly why I was asleep very quickly.