She nods, her nails digging into my biceps, clinging to me as her walls do the same to my cock. Suddenly she chants my name, crying out her orgasm and taking my seed with her. I roar out my release and then swiftly roll to the side, taking her with me.
“Wow. Fucking incredible.” I brush her hair out of her face and kiss her lips. She blushes and then tucks herself into me with a sigh. “Rest.”
I slide out from under her and head into the bathroom. My cock is still stiffer than a board and covered in our sticky mess. The tinge of pink on me only hardens me more. I wet a washcloth and take it to her.
“What are you doing?” she asks, nervously watching me part her legs.
“I’m trying to take care of your sore little pussy.”
As soon as I’m done she whispers, “Thank you.”
Shaking my head I stand up and toss the washcloth with our towels. “Don’t thank me, Doll. I was a total beast to you and tore up your innocence like a man on a mission.”
Climbing back into bed beside her, I pull her back into my arms, letting her head rest on my chest and her sexy naked body cling to my side. “You are a man on a mission. A two yearlong one,” she says, setting my teeth on edge. She yawns sleepily and I steal a small kiss to her temple.
“We’ll see,” I whisper, cradling her close to me even though I can’t fall asleep.
Suddenly my stomach rumbles and I remember the dinner. Shit. Getting up as gingerly as possible so I don’t wake her, I slip on some pajama pants and head into the kitchen. The boxes are mostly full as I dig for my favorite. Grabbing the Kung Pao beef, I find it’s my woman’s favorite as well. Next time I know what to get us.
I hop onto the counter and reach over to pull a fork out of the drawer, then dig into the container. Damn, it’s so good. I’d been so fucked up over my Doll, I forgot to eat dinner. Her phone went off, but it wasn’t the one I bought her. It’s her old one.
It’s a string of messages from her mother. Ricky’s coming to New York in a week to surprise you. I wanted to keep it a secret, but I want to be sure you’re around for your fiancé.
I slammed down the damn thing, cracking the fucker. Gwendolyn has a fiancé. Does he know about her plans? They may be engaged, but I took her virginity. She’s mine. I’ll bury that fuck. I’m too damn pissed off to think and sure as hell lost my appetite.
Pressing my hands to the counter, I stare down at it as if it has the answers. Instead, I clean up the kitchen while thinking about what I’m going to do next. I’m not losing Gwendolyn, so she’s going to end it with that fuckhead and then I’m going to make sure she doesn’t have a chance to fall for him.Chapter 4Gwendolyn
I wake up, needing to pee. I look outside and see the sun’s starting to rise even though it’s pretty dark out. Sliding out from under his arm, I stare for just a moment. He’s so hot even in his sleep, but there’s something fragile hidden there that makes me curious. Is he tired of all work and no life? He has a sister, but that’s all I saw and he sure as hell didn’t add any more details to the conversation.
He probably has to go to work soon. Men like him, making millions work super long hours. Maybe if I hurry, I can go to the store and make him breakfast.
After a quick five minute shower, I dress and brush my hair. Heading into the kitchen to find my purse, I spot my phone. Shit, I left my old phone out. I pick it up and it’s cracked, so I toss it in the trash. I have the one Grant gave me, so I don’t need the other one. I check the battery on my awesome phone and it’s almost full, so head out. I take his special elevator key and leave the condo.
When I get to the lobby, I ask the doorman, “Do you know if the grocery store is open?”
“Yes, I’ll get you there, ma’am.” We step outside where three cabs are waiting. He opens the door, helps me in, and then tells the driver to take me and wait until I’m done to bring me back.
“It’s Gwen.” He smiles genuinely at me and then closes the door.
“Thank you, Juan,” I call out before the driver takes me to the store. It takes only an hour to get the groceries and get back, but the second the elevator door opens Grant’s pacing by the front door.