by Kenya Wright
“Oh Gio!”
I lifted her in the air and thrust harder into her, gripping her hips and guiding her along. When our orgasms crashed into our bodies, we were both out of breath as I lay her back down on the bed. Her chest rose and fell as hurried panting escaped her lips.
“Turn over,” I whispered.
She widened her eyes in shock.
“Get on all fours, princess.” I licked my lips. “That was only the beginning. I need you.”
She blushed. “You need me?”
“In my bed. In my studio. In my life. Yes. I need you.”
“This is so fast.”
“Not fast enough.”
“But—”
“Life is too short for rational thinking.”
“I’ve never...had...anything like this...it was amazing.” Her panting decreased as she sat up and kissed me.
I whispered against her lips. “Do you want more, princess?”
“Yes. Fuck rational thought. Fuck the music.” She gripped the sides of my face and kissed me again. “I just want you right now. I just want this night.”
I didn’t like the way she said this night. I planned for this to be the first of many nights, but I let it go as I gently helped her turn around.
She slowly rolled over without hesitation, so trusting. My cum ran down her pussy and thighs, and I groaned at the sight.
“So...” I smacked her ass and it jiggled before me, “I remember you saying something about breaking you.”
She giggled and wiggled her ass. “Maybe, I’ll break you too.”
At the sight, my cock grew stiff. It had been going down a little, but that wiggle was enough to make me crazy. My balls grew heavy with need as if they hadn’t been emptied just seconds ago.
“Yes. Maybe, you will break me too.” I reached down and rubbed my balls. With the other hand, I caressed the softness of her ass, unable to believe I was so lucky. Just the thought of pumping my raw cock into her got me even more excited to break us both apart.
“Gio.” She gripped the sheets in front of her.
“I love when you beg.” I ran my hand up my shaft. Little drops of cum spilled from the tip.
“I’m going to go crazy, if you don’t fuck me some more.” She spread her thighs wider apart. “Please.”
“Mmmm.” Instead of pushing into her like she demanded, I rubbed the tip all over her sex.
Trembling, she moaned for me some more. “Please, Gio, please.”
I smiled, happy that she was still as hungry as I was.
“Stop teasing.” She pushed her ass back, trying to get my cock to pierce her. Her sex dripped all over the tip. She pushed back on me again and I couldn’t pull away. I let her pussy suck me into her.
Groaning, I whispered, “I’ll give you the world.”
“You’ve already given it to me.” She rocked back and forth like a slow groove. Her body played me like an instrument. I was supposed to be dominating her, but she controlled the show.
Only her.
She had me. All of me. So quick, so fast. Not just with her pussy, but that had clearly locked the door to my cell—where I’d stay trapped…happily.
I reached over her leg and played with her clit as she moved back and forth over my cock. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll give it to you.”
“You’re giving it to me now.” Moaning loud, she lowered her shoulders to the bed, lifting her soft ass high into the air. Moonlight bathed that erotic sight. I wished I had a camera to record it all. I never wanted to forget this moment.
My control crumbled. The bed rocked with the rhythm of my pumping. Her pussy was so wet and tight and I was balls deep, spreading her even more open. She creamed all over me. Her face pressed against the sea of blue furs. Her breasts bobbed back and forth with her body.
I ran my palms up her back and shed away the rest of her gown, thrusting harder, taking everything I yearned for.
“Come for me,” she shrieked as an orgasm hit her.
All my body could do was listen to her order. The tip throbbed as it spilled semen into her, a final release of all the pent-up desire I’d had for her since she’d arrived.
Panting, I slipped out of her, inch by inch, not wanting to leave her, but knowing I should let her body rest a little before taking her again. I didn’t think I could ever get enough of Simone.
“Damn, princess.” I crashed onto the bed and tenderly guided her to lay her head on my chest. She did as she struggled to catch her breath.
“I hope you don’t think I’ll ever let you leave this room.” I wrapped my arms around her.
She pressed her face against my chest and closed her eyes. “I guess we’ll have to move the studio in here.”
“I guess so.” I couldn’t even think of letting her go as I kissed her forehead and caressed her shoulders. “Get some rest. I love listening to you moan. I plan on having you moan some more. We should make it a song.”
With her eyes still closed, she giggled.
“I’m serious.”
“I’m almost willing to explore that idea,” she said. “In fact, I’m willing to explore...anything with you.”
I leaned my head down and looked at her. “Good. Because after tonight, I want you to be more than just my songwriter. I don’t have a title. This is new to me. But we should figure it out, eventually.”
She opened her eyes and bit her bottom lip. “We’ll...just have to take our time.”
“That’s me.” I laughed, gesturing to the wet mess, ripped gown, and disheveled fur blankets all over the bed. “As you can see, I’m all about taking my time.”
She shook her head. “Fuck it.”
“Fuck it. Indeed, princess. Just let this flow.”
“Let it flow?”
I touched her chin and lifted her view to me. “Never question this.”
Silence hung between us.
“Never doubt this,” I whispered. “We got caught up. Let’s see where this goes without any doubts or fears.”
“I’ll try.”
“I’m not like these other guys in the industry.”
She looked away. I gently brought her view back to me. “I’m not. I’ll be there for you and I won’t expect anything in return, not even this sweet pussy, if you don’t want to give it to me.”
She grinned.
“I’ll take that as you agreeing to never keep it from me.”
“Maybe.”
“I thought I fucked that word out of your mouth.”
“Not yet.” She stuck her tongue out.
“Then, I have more to do tonight.”
Raising her head from my chest, she batted her eyes and gave me a wicked grin. “Maybe.”
“Damn you.”
She laughed.
“I am serious, though.”
She leaned her head back on my chest. “You’re serious about fucking the word maybe out of my mouth?”
“Well, that too, but I’m also serious about us exploring something.” I sighed. “I respect your dreams. I’ll help you get there, if you want it. But...”
She quirked her eyebrows. “But?”
“I want more. So much more.”
She blinked.
“I want your heart,” I whispered. “And we can leave it at that for now. In the end, I could say all I want, but my actions will show you that I’m not like these others.”
She stared at me. Shock filled her eyes. I knew I’d hit her with a whole lot, but Jason’s death taught me to live in the moment. Playing life safe was not living at all. I wasn’t going to tiptoe around my feelings with her. Anything that came to me, I would say it.
It is what it is. I just met her and now I’m falling for her.
I closed my eyes and let the depth of what I said cover us both in quiet.
I’d meant to take a short break before making love to her again, but we lay there, comfortable in each other’s arms, listening to our breathing and slowly falling asleep.
Simone. Simone.
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br /> Chapter 15
Simone
The most important thing about music
is the sense of escape.
~Thom Yorke
My phone buzzed on the nightstand next to Gio’s bed.
I woke in Gio’s arms.
Damn. I could do this every morning. Just wake up in his arms...and I wouldn’t need anything else. Not fame. Not money. Nothing.
Shadows danced around his bedroom, yet a little sunlight peeked around the heavy curtains covering the windows.
Since I’d been here, he’d been doting on me, always checking in, bringing me breakfast, and bathing me. And then he had the nerve to call me princess constantly. And I felt like one too. That wasn’t something I’d ever had in my life. I was past the age of needing someone to look out for me, but it was good to have it for once in my life. Plus, I’d never had anyone be so gentle, yet so passionate at the same time.
Lying along his warm body, I felt important to him. Special. My phone buzzed again on the nightstand. It was crazy, but I was about to leave his arms and break the bonds between us. It was like, if I left his hold, I would wake up from the dream.
My phone buzzed a third time.
I thought Gio was still asleep, but he stirred against me.
He whispered against my ear, “Is that your phone?”
“Yes.” I yawned, moved the furry blankets away, and left the warmth of him to grab it. “It’s probably Ru calling. I promised to meet him this morning.”
I checked the screen. “Wow. It’s already one in the afternoon.”
He chuckled. “I tired you out.”
“You tired us both out. You were knocked out just like me.” I brought the phone to the bed and lay back against him, checking Ru’s text. Gio placed his arm around my shoulders and ran his fingers through my hair. He’d made a mess of it last night. I’d blown my hair out and kinky curls sat on my head in disarray. Still, he toyed with them like I was a goddess.
RU: Up yet?
RU: Simmy, what’s up? What are you doing?
RU: Simmy?
RU: We need to talk.
Gio asked behind me. “Who’s Simmy?”
I looked over my shoulder. “Ru calls me that sometimes.”
A frown spread across his face.
“What?” I asked.
“He likes you,” Gio said.
“He’s never tried to come on to me.”
“But you know that he likes you?”
I gave him a slow shrug. “I would say that Ru is attracted to me. And I’m not trying to act like I’m the most beautiful woman in the world or anything—”
“You are.”
I blushed. “Thank you.”
“Go ahead.”
“I’m just saying that...Ru is attracted to me like a man would be with any woman. Men are around women for a while and they just want to try her.”
“That’s very simple terms, princess.”
“I don’t know men well enough to think of them in complex turns. Ru is attracted to me, but I imagine he’s attracted to most women. Sure, he’s married, but he’s not exactly Mr. Faithful. I have no intentions of doing anything more with him than business.”
“He’s not loyal to his wife?”
“No.”
“If he’s not loyal to his wife, do you think he would be loyal to you?”
“Now you’re being silly, Gio. If I decided to only have a manager that is faithful to his wife, I would not have a manager.” I leaned back. “Is your manager faithful to his wife?”
His serious face broke into a smile. “Monogamy and Midnight don’t go together.”
“Yet, you trust Midnight with your career?”
“Fine. You’ve got a point.”
I rose from the bed. He grabbed my arm and gently pulled me back. “So, you’re going to see him?”
I grinned. “Yes.”
He directed his gaze down to my breasts and licked his lips. “Fuck. I had something to say, but I forgot.”
“Our meeting won’t be long.” I licked my lips, missing him already.
He shifted, pulling me closer. “Tell Ru no.”
I widened my eyes. “Why?”
“Because I want you in my bed. Meet with him tomorrow.”
“If I wait until tomorrow, then he’ll just be here longer. I’m actually ready for...”
“What, princess?”
“I’m ready for him to leave.”
“Why?”
“He makes me think of work, while...”
“I make you think of coming.” He consumed my lips, intensely kissing and deepening each tongue stroke. His kiss was not only sensual and skilled, but intense, full of hunger and that yearning that I remembered from the first time he’d kissed me.
“Simone. Simone.” His fingers traced the curve of my cheek, slipped over my throat, and glided down to the fullness of one breast. I moaned as his fingers tenderly squeezed my nipple and then his lips came next, delivering shivers through my body.
Fuck Ru. I want to stay here.
As if he heard me, he lifted his head. “You’re right. You should meet with him today.”
I almost cried out in protest.
Gio’s voice was rough with passion. “Go see Mr. Ru and you can kindly tell him two things for me.”
I slowly blinked away the fog of sex that he’d spun around my head. “What do you want me to say?”
“First, he’s not to call you Simmy anymore. I don’t like it.”
I raised my eyebrows. “And two, Mr. Bossy Man?”
“Two, he’s getting in the way.”
I blinked. “He’s not in the way. Relax.”
“Hmmm. Should I know my position?”
“Your position?”
“Midnight is always talking about how his women never play their position. He has them all under football titles—quarterback, defensive line, etc.”
I shook my head. “He’s worse than Ru.”
“Never mind them.” He sat up and flicked on the bedside lamp. His silky strands were a mess like mine, sex tussled and so fucking hot. His lids were heavy over those enchanting blues. And his full lips…those kissable, gorgeous lips caused my sex to moisten.
He broke me out of my drooling. “Am I stepping out of my position, telling you what to do with your manager?”
“Your position?” I giggled. “I don’t know about Midnight’s theory of love, but I do want you to understand that I can take care of myself. I don’t need help with Ru.”
He nodded. “So, you want me to leave Ru alone?”
“If you plan on bothering him, then yes.”
“And if he bothers you?”
“I can handle it.” I rose from the bed and wrapped one of the smaller furs around my body.
“No.” Gio grabbed the blanket and gently tugged it away. Slowly, it slipped along and then away from my body. Cool air hit my skin. My nipples stiffened in front of him. “You’re already leaving me in this cold bed. You can’t take my blankets too.”
The blanket fell back to the bed, leaving me completely nude in front of him.
“Damn.” His gaze blazed with lust.
My phone buzzed again.
Sighing, I backed away.
“You better run,” Gio whispered.
I giggled and hurried to the bathroom to clean up.
It took barely twenty minutes to get dressed. I threw on my favorite jeans, a white shirt, and leather jacket. Silently, I tiptoed by a sleeping and very gorgeous Gio.
This can’t be my life.
My body throbbed with the memory of last night. Calming my hormones, I headed to Ru’s room.
ME: I’m on the west wing.
RU: Come to the front. I have a car for us today. The roads are clear.
ME: Ok. Omw.
When I got to the front, Ru stood next to a beautiful red car. Designer head to toe, he wore all black. Sunglasses covered his eyes. “Love the car?”
“Yeah.” I nodded.
/> “The Bugatti Veyron.” He opened the passenger side for me. “It’s my dream machine. The fastest and most expensive car in the world.”
I got in. “If it’s your dream machine, why haven’t you bought one for yourself?”
“At $1.3 million, I can’t really justify it in New York. I barely drive as it is.” He shut the door, walked over to the other side, and got in.
I looked out the window and gazed at Gio’s massive house as we rode away. So much had changed. Just last week, I’d been in my cramped apartment and now...
I’d slept with G-fucking-O. Damn. Why is he so perfect?
Ru disrupted my thoughts. “Can you believe that?”
“What?”
“I said it cost $40,000 a day to rent it.”
“Damn, Ru. That’s a bit much.”
“Not really because, today, we’re celebrating.”
“We are...” I lost my words as we drove past the damaged tree where I must’ve crashed nights ago. It was now cut in half, but black marks marred the icy trunk. Thick tracks led right to it.
Damn. I hit it hard. I can’t believe he found me.
In that moment, I realized I didn’t have my seatbelt and hurried to put it on.
“What do you think?” Ru asked.
I turned to him. “About what?”
“What the fuck, Simmy? Your mind is not with me.”
For some reason, now when he said that nickname, it annoyed me. “Could you go back to calling me Simone?”
He turned back to the road as we left Gio’s property. “Why?”
“It’s just...weird.”
“Sure.” He shrugged. “No disrespect.”
“Of course not. I know you and I are cool.”
“But, Gio doesn’t know it?”
I sighed. Both Gio and him were starting to annoy me. Both focused too much on protecting me from the other.
I ignored the question. “Where are we going?”
He looked at me over the top of his sunglasses. “There’s a small town right next to Gio’s house. Barely five minutes away.”
“O-kay.”
It took us longer than that. Clearly his calculations were off because the drive lasted close to thirty minutes. Finally, he pulled off the highway, exited, and then rounded the corner.
Ahead of us were a long block of tiny stores, clothing shops, one salon, and a tiny diner. Even though it was afternoon, not many people walked the streets. Only a few women strolled down the newly shoveled sidewalk.