“Don’t be mad. I know it’s too big, I couldn’t help myself. It’s stupid but you’re so beautiful I don’t want anyone looking at you and not seeing right away you’re not available. Grace, please say something.”
It has to be over ten carats, has to be, it’s so big it almost looks fake. Only there is no questioning the clarity and sparkle of the diamond. It’s an Aascher cut, in what is probably platinum. A as if the diamond weren’t big enough, the band is pave diamonds all the way around. He’s right, it’s too damned big and questions swirl through my mind? How rich is he, when did he get it, can we take it back? But I look up from the ring, seeing the lines back on his forehead, all of the questions and the arguments disappear. He loves me, and he wants a ring that makes the statement loud and clear. It’s the only thing that matters. I launch myself around his neck and squeeze him tight, “It is too big, but I don’t care. If this is the ring you want me to have then it’s the ring I want.”
His hold tightens until it’s hard to take in air. “Thank you, thank you for loving me, Grace. Give me your hand.”
He lets me go. I sit back and give him my left hand. It slides on easily, perfect. I run a finger over it, it’s sparkly. “When did you get it?”
“The day after the night in your office.” He’s sheepish. I’m shocked. For once not that he bought it that quickly, that doesn’t surprise me. What surprises me was he had it and took so long to ask me.
“I would be annoyed if I didn’t remember thinking that night changed not just the way I saw you, but my entire world. Make love to me now, Alex.”
Hungrily, he kisses me until I’m breathless. My head goes back; too heavy to hold up as he travels along my ear and finds the spot that always has me moaning his name. His hands are at my breast. He knows what I like, alternating betw
een light and grazing and tweaks and tugs verging on pain. I love his mouth on my breasts. Alex knows it and makes sure I have the attention I need. One night he managed to bring me to climax simply by the long and continuous attention of his tongue. We’d both been shocked by it. It had been very fun since, trying his best to repeat it. It hadn’t happened, yet, but I enjoy the way he tries. Lost in the pleasure of his hands, my eyes slide closed. When his mouth covers a nipple, I’m surprised. He’s moving more quickly then he usually does. I grow wetter at the knowledge he’s excited.
I want to take him in my mouth, but I don’t dare. Alex hates when I do it too early in the night, as it takes a while for him to recoup. I love it. He stays harder longer and sometimes is able to bring me to three orgasms a night from being inside me. As far as I’m concerned there’s nothing wrong with that but Alex worries he’ll make me sore. There had been that first weekend when there had been more soreness than I expected. He has been more careful and patient with me since then.
Tonight he’s rougher, sucking harder for longer. More, I whisper, he gives me what I ask for. Tugging on my nipple with his teeth pain blends with pleasure. When he stops and moves to my other breast I want to cry out, I had been so close. His fingers continue to play with the breast but it’s not the same. Sucking while flicking his tongue over the tight nipple, he bites down and pulls, sucking long and hard and it happens, I spin into a climax and come apart.
He moves me onto my stomach. I’m a ragdoll, letting him pull me up at the hips. The lubricant is cool as he works a finger inside slowly and methodically. Then two and then three inside me, and I’m moaning for his cock now, no fingers. I want his cock inside me. I shiver in response to just how hot his cock feels to the touch. I can feel the head of his cock leaking as he slowly pushes into me. A gasp escapes, he’s so thick, much thicker than his fingers and the heat of him feels so good. Slowly, he pushes without stopping, past the tight ring until he’s past it. We’re both breathing hard. Pain is there but I don’t dare ask him to stop, I want this. Deeper, he pushes and when I’m not sure I can take anymore he’s all the way inside. For long minutes, he doesn’t move and I’m grateful, I don’t dare open my mouth, afraid I’ll let loose the sob of pain I’m holding in.
When his fingers slip inside my pussy, he begins to work my clitoris, I’m grateful. The pain begins to recede. Now he begins to move, just a few inches out and then back again, and by the fourth thrust, the pain has disappeared. Farther out he moves and then back again and I’m whimpering for more. He gives me more, he isn’t moving slowly anymore.
Faster with more power in every thrust, it’s building now. Yes, this, but more, harder, I beg. His fingers are gone from inside me and they’re on my hips. Faster, harder, deeper, I’m chanting, and now he’s pounding into me. One moment I’m moaning for more and the next I’m screaming from my orgasm that slams into me without any warning. It’s so strong, my arms give out from under me. I’m clinging to the mattress shaking from the intensity of it. Alex is still moving and now that I’ve come, he knows he can, too. He’s barely controlled. Minutes later, he comes and the sensation of his cocking jerking and filling me has me shuddering all over again. I clench around him in reaction, never wanting it end. As he begins to pull out I moan for him not to yet.
Carefully, he moves to his side, pulling me into his arms. His hand is stroking me slowly on my stomach. It’s a movement he makes often, when he holds me from behind, it used bother me until I realized he just loves touching me. For him he isn’t taking in my roll or stretch marks, he simply loves the feel of my skin. His lips graze my temple, “Were you ever going to tell me it was painful and to stop?” I sigh and clench around him, he still feels thick. He hisses my name as he slides out of me. Damn, rolling me under him, he doesn’t let me hide. “Answer the question, Grace.”
“No, if it had stayed painful I would have kept going until you came. Then I would have told you it wasn’t comfortable and I didn’t want to do it again.” I meet his eyes, he’s angry.
“Grace, I don’t want you doing that. If you aren’t with me the whole way then I don’t want to go there.”
I run my hand over his mouth, “Tough, you made it better. You made it so good, I want to do it again and again and again.”
“Sweetheart, you have to talk to me, I’m not a mind reader. The only reason I was able to make it so good was because I know your body and you weren’t with me.”
“So, you aren’t a mind reader but you read my body. I know you do, and even if you hadn’t been able to give me an orgasm, I don’t care. I like making you feel good. That’s what makes me so wet when you take control, I know I’m making you hot and it’s my body that makes you hot and gives you pleasure.”
Sighing, he drops a kiss on my forehead. “I give up. Do you want a shower?”
Shaking my head I settle onto his chest, I like falling asleep with him on me and he knows it. “I feel so good like this.”
“All right, get some sleep. We’ll have to leave early to make it to the lawyer’s office.” He flicks off the lamp by the bed.
“You want to come with me?”
“Of course, you said your ex was being an asshole. I don’t want to worry about you running into him alone. I also want us to go into the office together. We’ll tell Tim and Edward first thing.”
“Okay, I’d like that.”
Chapter Nine
I reach blindly for Alex’s hand. He takes my hand, squeezing it tightly. “Why, why did she go to such great lengths to make sure he didn’t get anything? They were very close.”
The lawyer coughs uncomfortably, “From what I understand, Mr. Leroy had stolen from his mother and tried to sell, not just the contents of the home but the actual home, out from under his mother. His gambling addiction created a rift between them. She actually had him arrested several times.”
What? My surprise is clear and the lawyer nods. “I can’t believe he’s been arrested or she had it done. It must have gotten bad.”
“Yes, Ms. Moore. In fact, due to the severity of the situation I’ve had security at your home now since Ms. Leroy’s death. Twice Mr. Leroy has been removed. The last time he swore he’d burn it to the ground before he let you have it. It’s one of the reasons why I think it’s a good idea to sell to Mr. Gruner as soon as possible. Mr. Gruner’s offer is a little under market value but there are updates needed that are significant, including a new boiler. In the end, it’s a fair and reasonable offer. He’s also paying cash and is ready to close in a week.”