Desire

by Simone Sowood

  She closes the door behind her. Without pause, she strips off her top, bra and pants and climbs under the sheets.

  Chapter 31

  Leo

  Even though I’m determined to suppress my desire for her, my cock stiffens into a full-on erection.

  Moving her soft body up against mine, I lay my arm around her and think of painting the room and everything else I plan to do tomorrow. Anything to take my mind away from what I truly want right now.

  Grace grinds her ass against my dick and says, “Tomorrow.”

  “The second we land.”

  “There’s always the motel,” she says with a soft chuckle.

  “I need to get you to New York.”

  “I can’t wait that long.” She squirms and twists her body until she disappears under the blankets.

  Her lips connect with my lower abs as she tugs down my boxers. I swallow and dig my head back into the pillow, amazed at her actions. She wraps her fingers around my shaft and begins to stroke my hardness, coaxing it even harder.

  Her wet tongue swirls around my head, around and around until I’m going crazy with anticipation and thrust my hips up, practically begging for more. Moving her hand to the base of my cock, she licks up and down my shaft.

  If the walls weren’t so thin I’d demand that she suck it now, but I’m completely at her mercy. The entire lower half of my body turns into a tingling mass and I think I might actually come before she even puts it in her mouth.

  I can’t believe the effect she has on me.

  The tingling spreads through my entire body and I fight to remain silent.

  Finally, her lips close over the head of my cock. Her tongue flicks the tip so rapidly that I have to grab the pillow from under my head and bite down on it. It’s an intensity I’ve never known before.

  Maybe because I feel out of control.

  I’m used to being in full control at all times.

  Fuck.

  Grace bobs her head up and down, taking my full length down her throat and releasing it again. Her mouth is soft and wet, and her tongue probing. My balls tighten against my body in response.

  With her free hand, she fondles my balls. It tips me over the edge, and a thousand volts of electricity hits my body.

  Cum shoots from my body with such force that I can no longer stifle my groans. The tingling throughout my body morphs into shudders so strong that I forget where I am and call out, “Grace.”

  She doesn’t stop until she’s completely drained me, and my dick begins to soften in her mouth. She pulls away and kisses me as she makes her way back up my body.

  When she returns to her normal position, she takes the pillow off my face. Through the moonlight I can make out the slight smirk on her face as she gazes at me with satisfaction.

  “Where did that come from?” I say.

  “I couldn’t help myself. I couldn’t go to sleep feeling the way I was or else I would’ve humped your leg in the night. And I didn’t want that to happen again.”

  Even though I’m tired and completely spent from her treatment, I mesh my fingers through her hair, pulling her head to mine. Our mouths connect in a leisurely kiss and I can taste myself on her tongue.

  Her nipples are erect and poke into my chest as she pushes herself against me.

  My instinct is to lick them and I pull my lips away from Grace’s.

  “Kiss me,” she pleads, and I crush my mouth back onto hers.

  My hand roves over her soft skin. Squeezing my hand between our bodies, I play with her swollen tits. Her nipples are already hard, and I roll them between my fingertips.

  Moving lower, with the palm of my hand I trace the curve of her waist. Grace drapes one leg over mine, giving me full access to her. I close my eyes and relish this moment.

  It seems like every emotion I’ve ever felt in my entire life is swirling within me and I struggle to sort through them. Finally, I give up trying to understand them and pull my lips away.

  “I love you,” I say, and swallow hard.

  She whimpers and runs her finger along the side of my face. Our eyes connect and we stare into each other. Even though the light is dim, we see each other with burning clarity.

  “I love you too. I can’t imagine not having you in my life.” Her words dissipate all the feelings within me except for one — my love for her.

  Our lips meet in a slow, languid way as we physically express our feelings for each other. Eventually I trail kisses across her cheek.

  Kissing her neck, I push two fingers into her entrance. Her slick walls wrap snugly around my fingers, once again my dick twitches. I remember it being inside her pussy, with no condom, her wet walls bare against me. Tomorrow.

  Slowly, I pump my fingers in and out of her. Grace remains silent, but her body shifts and her face tightens as I move. Her pussy starts to pulse around my fingers, and I stop moving in order to delay her orgasm.

  “I don’t know if I can be quiet anymore,” she whispers.

  “Yes, you can,” I say, and wonder how loud I was when I called her name.

  Finding her clit with my thumb, I press against it as fast as I can.

  She nuzzles her face against my neck and I caress her hair with my free hand.

  I move my fingers inside her faster, pressing against her sensitive spot and rubbing her clit with my thumb. She wiggles and fists the bedding.

  “Let go, you can come now,” I growl.

  Grace bites the pillow my head is on, her teeth catching the skin of my neck in the process. Her walls tighten and clamp around my fingers, and her back arches.

  She bites harder as she comes undone in my arms. For some reason, I feel almost as satisfied as she does. Somehow, making her feel this way was every bit as satisfying as when she took me in her mouth.

  Once her orgasm passes, I hug her tight in my arms. I never want to let go. Even though I’m the furthest outside my billionaire world that I have known, I’ve never been happier. Lying here, I realize that family is what really matters.

  I move one hand to her belly, and lay it over the spot I imagine my baby to be growing inside of her. I can’t wait for her to start to show, though I have no idea how long that takes to happen.

  A thought hits me and I ask, “Have you seen an obstetrician yet?”

  Grace purses her lips and shakes her head. “No money. My company folded, remember?” she says quietly.

  A heaviness settles over my heart. “You never have to worry about that again. We’ll find you the best doctor in New York.”

  “Thank you,” she says, and kisses my cheek.

  “There’s no reason to thank me, it’s my baby too.” I pause as a grin spreads across my face. “And you’re mine, too.”

  “I am, and you’re mine. I just wish I had something to give you.”

  “Trust me, you’ve given me more than anything I could ever give to you.”

  “I mean it, you know. The way you’ve helped me and my sister over the past few days, the way you make my body feel. Hell, everything about you. I really love you. Thank God we got locked in the closet or we wouldn’t be here now,” Grace says.

  “And thank God you humped my leg.”

  “Shut up.”

  “You can wake me up that way any night.”

  “Even when I’m huge?”

  “Especially then,” I say, and kiss her forehead.

  With Grace in my arms, I fall almost immediately into a deep, peaceful sleep.

  Chapter 32

  Grace

  I’m in New York, baby!!! Are you here yet? Let’s meet up, can’t wait to see you and your man.

  My brow furrows as I read the text message from Anna. I know she said she wanted to come see me in New York, but I didn’t think she meant so soon.

  Why are you here?

  The car turns a sharp corner and my body falls into Leo’s. We spent the better part of the day painting the bedroom and then flew to New York. Now we’re in the car on the way to my new home.

&n
bsp; My phone chimes, and I look back at the screen.

  To see you, silly. And give you a big hug for your mother. I’m here all week, don’t worry, I’m sightseeing too.

  I sigh. As much as I love Anna and all the support she’s given me, the only person I want to spend time with right now is Leo. She’s flown entirely across the country to see me, so I can’t not see her. I wonder what the least amount of time I can reasonably spend with her is. Maybe a lunch is enough.

  “I know it’s been kind of a long day and that you’re probably tired, but I organized something for you this evening. I set it up from the motel before we found out about your mother. I’m giving you the option on whether you want to go or not. We can go now, or I can reschedule it. It’s totally up to you,” Leo says.

  “What is it?”

  “It’s a surprise.”

  “Then how do I know if I want to go or not right now?”

  “That’s your problem. You decide.”

  “Will I like the surprise?”

  “There’s only one way to find out,” Leo says and pats my knee.

  “And we’d go right now? Or would we go to your apartment first?”

  “It’s your apartment too. And no, we wouldn’t go there first, we have to go straight there now.”

  “I’m only wearing jeans and a T-shirt. I doubt there’s anywhere I can go in New York dressed like this,” I say, gesturing over my outfit with my hand.

  “On the contrary, you’re dressed perfectly. If you weren’t wearing jeans, I’d tell you to put some on.”

  “That’s intriguing. Now I want to know what it is.”

  “There’s only one way to find out.”

  “Okay, let’s go.” I’m suddenly re-energized, eager to find out what the surprise is.

  Leo puts his arm around me and rests his hand on my arm. “Good choice.”

  “I don’t know what it is yet. Are you going to tell me what is now?”

  “Nope.”

  “Then I don’t know if it’s a good choice or not. It might be a terrible one,” I say, and laugh.

  The car carries on through the dense buildings. I rest my head against Leo’s shoulder, completely content with where I am right now. I don’t even care where we’re going or what the surprise is, as long as I’m with him.

  We slow down and turn. There’s a sign that says Bronx Zoo, but it’s empty and looks closed.

  “The zoo?” I say, surprised and a little confused.

  “It’s the closest I can take you to a safari in Africa right now.”

  My mind immediately returns to the motel and our discussion about Africa. I look up at Leo and our eyes meet. It’s difficult to read the expression on his face, but a happiness fills me and I can’t help but smile.

  “That’s so thoughtful, thank you,” I say.

  His face softens and he says, “I’m glad you’re not disappointed.”

  “But it looks closed,” I say, noting the lack of people.

  “It’s closed for everyone but us, that’s why I have an arrangement. I had to let them know if we were coming or not.” He pauses and looks at me, unable to contain his smile, “And we had to get here right away in time to feed the giraffes.”

  “We get to feed the giraffes?” I exclaim, my eyes wide.

  “And some of the other animals. I think some monkeys and the sea lions. I don’t know what all there is.”

  “This is incredible,” I say, sitting tall in my seat and craning to see the window.

  Our car eventually stops at what looks like a service door. A woman in a zoo uniform appears through it, and Leo opens the car door.

  “Hi, welcome to the Bronx Zoo. I’m Sally, one of the zookeepers here. We’ve got some great experiences for you this evening,” she says.

  “This is amazing,” I say, unable to contain my excitement. I feel like a little kid.

  “Good, I’m glad you’re excited. Have you been before?” she asks.

  “No, never. I’ve only been to New York once. And I’ve never even seen giraffes in real life before.”

  “Well, let’s not wait a moment longer, follow me,” she says.

  I grab Leo’s hand and eagerly follow Sally through the door. We are in the zookeeper area, and she tells us about some of the projects they are working on as she leads us through to the animals.

  A golf cart is waiting for us, and we all climb on. Sally drives us through the deserted zoo, stopping whenever I ask to get a closer look at the various animals.

  “Next stop, giraffes,” she says. “They’re waiting for their dinner.”

  My smile stretches from ear to ear and I wrap my arms around Leo’s arm and bounce enthusiastically.

  “Thank you for this,” I say.

  “I told you it was a good choice to come.”

  “I’ll never doubt you again.”

  “Follow me,” Sally says, grabbing some bundles of tree branches off the back of the golf cart.

  She leads us into the giraffe enclosure and up the steps of a wooden platform.

  “Hold these out and they’ll come over to you,” Sally says passing each of us a small branch covered in green leaves.

  I hold mine out and three giraffes quickly move to the platform. Their long, black tongues twist around the branches and deftly strip them of the leaves. Their tongue control is amazing. Imagine if people had the ability to use their tongues like fingers. No one would ever stop having oral sex.

  “Hold yours out,” I say to Leo. He’s leaning on the wooden railing, watching me with as much wonder as the way I’m watching the giraffes.

  “You can have my branches,” he says. “I’m quite happy watching.”

  A thought hits me, and I turn to him. “I definitely want to do a safari nursery. Do you think we can get a giant stuffed giraffe?!”

  “That’s a great idea.” Leo stands up against me, and holds me in his arms as I feed the giraffes.

  We talk more about ways to decorate the nursery, and how old the baby will be when we go on a real safari.

  When the branches are gone, Sally takes us to the sea lions. We feed them and watch as they swim around playfully just for us. We go on to the several kinds of monkeys, help feed the flamingos and watch the daring zookeeper feed the tiger.

  I’m buzzing throughout the entire experience, and by the time it’s finished I’m flying high on adrenaline. We say goodbye to Sally and the other zookeepers and climb back into the car.

  “That was incredible. I think in all honesty it was the most amazing thing I’ve ever done,” I say and give Leo the biggest hug I can in the back of the car.

  “We can do it again, anytime.”

  Leo’s lips brush mine, and I quickly grow eager for more. I press my lips against his, and in response he cups the back of my head and probes my mouth with his tongue.

  I’m vaguely aware of the car moving until it stops at Leo’s building — at my building — and we rush out of the car into the building and the waiting elevator.

  “I didn’t think I was going to make this long,” Leo says and pushes my hand to his groin, where his cock is hard and straining against the fabric. “As much as I enjoyed last night, I’ve been dying to fuck you.”

  The elevator door opens Leo’s floor, and we half sprint to his door.

  Chapter 33

  Leo

  Grace looks incredibly peaceful as she sleeps and I don’t want to disturb her. We ended up staying awake most of the night. After we christened our bed, we talked about our experience at the zoo, and when we got tired of recounting that we discussed the future at great length.

  Exhausted from the long day, she finally fell asleep. I tossed and turned a while longer, thinking both of her and my brother and my long-awaited freedom from Newbury Toys.

  I managed to doze for a couple of hours, dreaming about the conversation I need to have with my brother today. I awoke at six but couldn’t bring myself to get out of bed. It was both an attempt to delay the difficult conversation, as we
ll as a strong desire to lay with Grace as long as possible.

  The clock ticks over to seven, and I can’t delay my task any longer. Apparently he’s back in Sydney, Australia and it’s already eleven at night there.

  Reluctantly, I get out of bed and pull on my bathrobe. My movements are slow and quiet to ensure I don’t wake Grace.

  I grab a cup of coffee, my kitchen staff always makes sure there’s fresh coffee in the pot at all times, and make my way to my den. It’s a small room with imposing windows located just off the hallway at the base of the stairs.

  Thinking back over the past week, I remember how the death of Grace’s mother brought her and her sister together and how I much want to rediscover the same relationship with my brother.

  Hopefully he also wants to heal our relationship. After all, the last time I saw him we had a fistfight.

  There’s only one way to find out. I exhale sharply, and push call.

  No answer. I hit call again.

  After seven rings, George says, “What the fuck do you want?”

  “Hey brother, just calling to see how you are.”

  “Bullshit. You want me to sell, and I’m not, so leave me the fuck alone.” He spits venom through the phone.

  “It’s nothing like that.”

  “Then what is it? Do you need a kidney?”

  “Nah, I’ve just had an epiphany and want just smooth things over with my favorite sibling.” I try to make my voice sound light and playful.

  “I’m your only sibling.”

  “Exactly, and our parents would be devastated if they could see us now.”

  “Good thing they can’t see us.”

  “When’s the last time you spoke to Aunt Elizabeth?”

  George pauses, like he’s been caught off guard. I wait patiently for him to respond.

  He sighs and says, “I don’t know, three years ago, four years ago. Something like that.”