The words he spoke were all it took to send me over the edge and to the exhilarating orgasm that my body was ready for. Once my orgasm was finished, he immediately went down on me, spreading my legs further apart, and securing his mouth around me. My legs tightened around his head as his tongue moved in and out of me. Coming up for air, he hovered over me, and without warning, he thrust deep inside of me.

“God, Gabrielle, you feel amazing.” His lips were dangerously close to mine as my fingers tangled in his hair. “My cock craves you. I never thought it was possible to want to be inside of someone so much and so badly.”

I brought his mouth down to mine and parted my lips, begging for his tongue. The long, feral kiss, the slick movements of his manhood thrusting in and out of me, our heavy breathing, and our racing hearts led us to climax together. He cried out my name as he pushed deep inside me, holding still while he released himself. Before collapsing on top of me, his lips touched mine.

Chapter 23

“There’s something I need to tell you,” Simon said as he buttoned the last button on his shirt.

I didn’t like his tone. It worried me. We had just had amazing sex and now he had something to tell me.

“What is it?”

“Get dressed and pack your work clothes for tomorrow. I want you to spend the night at my house.”

“No, Simon. Tell me first,” I said as I grabbed his arm.

“Please, Gabrielle. Do this one thing for me.”

“Fine. But you’re scaring me.”

“There’s no need to be scared, baby.” He took my face in his hands and kissed my head.

I threw on some clothes and packed a light bag. Giana sent me a text telling me that she was down the hall and would be home in ten seconds. So much for her notice. As we walked out of the bedroom, Giana stepped into the apartment.

“Where are you going?” she asked as she looked down at my bag.

“She’s spending the night at my house. I hope you don’t mind.”

“Who me? Mind? Are you kidding? Have fun! It was great to meet you, Simon.” She smiled.

“It was my pleasure, Giana. Have a nice night.”

He walked out and before I could step out the door, she grabbed my arm.

“It smells like sex in here. I see the two of you made up.”

“Sort of.” I smiled.

****

As soon as we stepped into Simon’s house, he walked over to the bar and poured himself a scotch and me a glass of wine.

“What’s going on?” I asked nervously.