All or Nothing

by S Michaels

  She blows out a breath ‘I don’t know if I could do it’ she shakes her head ‘there are going to be stressful times Abi he is right you are either in or out, you cannot stamp your feet every time something doesn’t go your way. He is going to require your support your feelings may have to be put aside’

  ‘I do not stamp my feet’ I gasp at her words.

  ‘Well maybe not stamp your feet but when you aren’t happy with something you shut down and detach, you always have’

  ‘Do I?’ I regard Bella

  ‘Yes. So this girl what first opinion did you form of her?’

  ‘Not a good one and that was before she yelled in my face’

  ‘I do not know much about Grant only what Mike has informed me but from what I gather he has very uncharacteristically fallen hook, line and sinker. If you aren’t certain about him Abi leave it that is my honest opinion there is going to be enough drama’

  ‘Is he rich?’ I ask ‘he thinks she is an opportunist’

  She laughs, ‘are you kidding me?’ she looks flabbergasted.

  ‘What?’

  ‘Abi, have you googled Grant?’

  ‘No, why would I google him do people actually do that?’ I question surprised by her reply.

  ‘Grant is a millionaire Abi surely you are aware of his wealth’

  ‘A millionaire! Why would I be aware?’ I sit and survey our surroundings ‘I didn’t know’ I am disturbed, ‘to be honest that is a turn off’ I gasp.

  ‘Ha! Abi you are such a strange creature!’ she giggles rolling about on her side I just sit and frown at her. Grant a millionaire I think back to search for any indication that he has wealth and find none. He had a driver in Vegas and a suite but you don’t have to be a millionaire to have those. I knew he owned that club but I didn’t realize it was a lucrative business owning bars and clubs. I feel as if I don’t know him at all now and for the rest of the day feel strangely uneasy.

  Chapter Ten

  I stand in front of the mirror my insides nervous for our date. I have dressed in my nude dress I wore in Vegas accessorized with my black shoe boots and black patent clutch bag, I have straightened my hair and pulled it into a high ponytail and applied my night time makeup with glossy lips. I turn and enter the living area as the doorbell rings, I totter to the front door and open it to find a suited and extremely groomed Grant with his green eyes devouring me.

  ‘Hi’ I whisper the fluttering in my stomach increasing by the second.

  ‘Hi beautiful’ he growls as he enters the room tipping my chin to place his lips on mine, ‘you are stunning’

  ‘So are you’ I breathe my eyes drinking in the sight before me ‘you sure you wouldn’t prefer to have a night in?’ I tempt my eyes sparkling with lust.

  ‘I would love nothing more than a night in but we are going out’ he releases me ‘you ready?’

  ‘I am disappointed you think I could do more to this’ I gesture down my body teasing him to which he grins and replies,

  ‘Oh I could do more to that’ he growls.

  I collect my bag and glance at him my head tilted to the side, ‘can I ask you something?’

  ‘Of course’ he replies but his eyes appear guarded at what I am about to enquire.

  ‘Are you rich?’

  He roars with laughter ‘oh my Abi you are a breath of fresh air, why do you ask that?’

  I give him a stern look before answering, ‘well after our discussion about Amber being an opportunist I asked Bella and her reaction was similar to yours’

  ‘Does it matter’ he smiles gently.

  ‘Well no but wealth makes me uncomfortable to be honest’ I squirm slightly.

  ‘Why?’ he seems shocked.

  ‘Well because I don’t have it I guess, you aren’t really like a millionaire or anything though are you?’ I test.

  He stares at me for what seems like an age his beautiful green eyes assessing me before answering, ‘I am me Abi whatever I have’

  ‘It’s only you I want’ I whisper and he moves towards me wrapping me into his arms squeezing me tight and I relax, this is all it is about at the end of the day.

  ‘Then we are on the same page’ he murmurs against my ear.

  We stroll down to the car park hand in hand moving towards a sleek black car, ‘oh my’ I murmur at the luxury of the vehicle before me.

  Grant squeezes my hand in encouragement as he opens the passenger door for me to enter. When he is seated beside me he enquires, ‘hungry?’ before the purr of the engine commences.

  ‘A bit’ I reply intimidated by the wealth surrounding me.

  ‘Relax Abi this is our first real date’ he reminds me and I smile up at him in excitement.

  ‘Ok….. I love your car’ I admit ‘can I have a drive one day?’

  ‘No’ he answers blandly ‘that is one thing you cannot do’ but his amusement is apparent in his droll voice.

  ‘What is it?’ I glance around at the plush cream leather interior.

  ‘Jaguar…..do you have a car?’ he queries.

  ‘Not at the moment, there’s no point really’ I shrug.

  ‘But you do drive?’ he reiterates.

  ‘Yes I drive, I am a bit of a speed freak really’ I admit.

  ‘Now why does that not surprise me’ he mumbles as we speed through the streets.

  We dine in a stunning restaurant in Knightsbridge, a place that I deduce you require an invitation rather than just walk into. I imagine they are selective with their clientele maybe a credit check before you enter! Several designer clad men and women greet Grant as we enter the grand dining room decorated in creams and gilds to which he nods politely his hand remaining on the bottom of my back guiding me as we are shown to our table. It was slightly pretentious but not as much as I expected and I relax quickly as Grant puts me at ease becoming the perfect dinner companion.

  ‘So, what do you really do?’ I enquire after two glasses of champagne.

  ‘I already told you, I buy properties’ his eyebrow arches a small smile on his lips.

  ‘Come on Grant I feel ill-informed. Everyone is laughing how little I know of you and your life. I only know the bedroom Grant’ I express wiggling my eyebrows as I take a sip of my glass of bubbly.

  ‘That is the real Grant’ he assures me. I pout at his response before he sighs ‘I do buy properties. I am qualified as an architect, I renovate buildings and transform them into bars, clubs or residential apartments’

  ‘Ok’ pacified for the moment but I sense his uneasiness at the conversation ‘I have learned a little more today. I am not interested in what you have Grant but I am interested in what you are’

  ‘I realize that’ he nods pushing a hand through his hair ‘finished?’

  ‘I am thank you so very much. I would offer to pay but I don’t think my meagre salary would push to an establishment like this’ I smile adoringly at him and he takes a breath, to see his face react to how I feel reassures me somehow.

  ‘I pay for dates’ he assures me sternly ‘in many ways I am a very traditional man’ he gestures to the waiter for the bill. ‘How about we find somewhere to have a dance?’

  ‘Sounds good’ I have a need to be in his arms.

  We approach a bar and walk directly through the queue to the front where the doorman addresses Grant immediately,

  ‘Evening Mr Fitzgerald’ he calls with a smile directing us through immediately.

  ‘Good evening Jed’ he returns the smile leading me through the crowds to a VIP area, we stop at a booth where Grant indicates for me to sit.

  ‘What do you want to drink?’ he enquires politely.

  ‘A passion fruit mojito if they have it please’ a waiter appears and Grant orders drinks for us.

  I am bouncing to the music as the drinks are placed in front of us, Grant has a soft drink as he is driving ‘we could have got a cab’ I remind him ‘you could have joined me in a drink’

  ‘I am ok, high on life’ he grins wrapping his arms arou
nd me and I lean in to him. I feel so content at this precise moment.

  ‘So when things become challenging I am going to remember how extremely happy I am here and now and attempt to bring things back to this’ I inform him as I nibble his ear. I feel him suck in a breath as he inhales me, ‘you belong with me Abi’ he whispers before I hear someone call.

  ‘Get a room Stephens’ I glance up to view Bella and Mike standing beside us.

  ‘Hi’ I smile back before searching Grant’s face ‘did you arrange this?’ I enquire and he winks ‘thought you may want to bump and grind with your pal for a bit’ I squeeze his thigh in gratitude as we all squeeze into the booth.

  Bella and I are giggling from all the cocktails we have consumed moving to the music on the dance floor as the boys look on, Mike is grinning and Grant is shaking his head. Someone taps me on the shoulder and I turn to find David from the bar Bella and I drank in a week ago.

  ‘Hey’ he calls and I smile up at him taking in his smart appearance and handsome face.

  ‘Hi David, how are you doing?’ he is a decent man in different circumstances perhaps…

  ‘Good, you didn’t call’ he states his eyes twinkling.

  ‘No I didn’t, I am sorry I did tell you I wouldn’t be calling’ I smile ‘but thank you David’ I reach up and kiss his cheek.

  ‘No worries, take care Abi’ he rubs my arm and turns away.

  ‘Whoops’ Bella smiles at me.

  ‘He was a good guy just not for me’ I inform her.

  ‘Most certainly not for you he wouldn’t screw you on the desk as I remember’ she giggles and I join in until a pair of arms surround me. I glance up into Grant’s eyes and note he is anxious, ‘hey handsome’ I wrap my arms around his middle.

  ‘Hey, a secret admirer?’ he requests.

  ‘That was David enquiring why I hadn’t called him’ I inform him honestly ‘the guy from the bar last week and no I didn’t moan when he kissed me because I never allowed it to go that far’ I lean up and nibble his chin ‘how could I when I am in lust with you’

  He gazes down at me swaying us against the music ‘I am in love with you Abi’ he whispers and my heart flutters, I grab his face and pull it down to mine as I kiss him gently amongst all the bodies swaying on the dance floor. Before I have a chance to deepen the kiss Grant stops me and grins ‘not here’ before guiding me back off of the dance floor.

  ‘This is one of mine’ he mutters in explanation ‘I don’t want anyone seeing my woman in the throes of passion’

  ‘Your woman eh? Are you a secret caveman Grant?’ I tease despite my heart somersaulting at his possessive words.

  ‘Absolutely, be careful I don’t throw you over my shoulder and take you back to my cave’

  ‘You can if you wish’ I flirt and he grasps me pulling me to him and I sigh ‘it feels so right’ I breathe and he nods.

  ‘Come on let’s go’ he mumbles waving a hand to Bella and Mike who are wrapped around each other on the dance floor, they wave back grinning.

  We pull into the underground car park at Grant’s Canary Wharf apartment and enter the lift, ‘so I take it we are coming back to your place’ I raise an eyebrow.

  ‘You certainly will be coming Abi’ he traps me in the corner of the lift his body thrust against mine as I move my mouth to his biting and nibbling his lips as he breathes deeply, his hands move to the bottom of my dress and push it upwards his hand slipping between my thighs.

  ‘No underwear again Abi’ his eyes darken as he strokes along my folds which are moist for him, ‘oh yes’ he mumbles as his finger enters me and I gasp throwing my head back.

  ‘Hmmmm’ I groan grinding myself against the probing fingers ‘Grant’ I call and he quickens his thrusting as I widen my legs. The elevator reaches our floor and Grant removes his fingers and smoothes my dress back to its original position.

  ‘Tut Abi’ he licks his fingers and I groan, he chuckles guiding me out to his door. There is only one door leading off from this elevator so I presume it must be the penthouse. I push his wealth to the back of my mind and concentrate on the imminent activities. When we enter the first door I realize that may not be possible as the entire floor radiates wealth. The area in front of me is a large open planned room that houses a lounge area, a kitchen with a breakfast bar and a dining area. I gasp and suddenly feel extremely inadequate, Grant turns when he hears me and frowns.

  ‘What is it?’

  ‘Wow, I guess you are rich’ I murmur, I turn to him ‘extremely beautiful but very over whelming I don’t want to contemplate what you thought of our tiny flat?’ I flush.

  He shrugs, ‘I don’t judge people Abi’ he strokes his finger down my cheek gently.

  ‘I am not judging you Grant I have suddenly realized what the opportunist requires’

  He tenses, ‘let us not discuss that now’

  I begin to unbutton his shirt pulling it apart and placing my lips on his chest moving over to first one nipple and bite it as he gasps, I lick around soothing it until it is a tightened bud before moving to the other one. I take tiny nips as I make my way down to his abdomen undoing his trousers and pushing both those and his underwear down releasing his throbbing erection. I groan at the prospect before grasping the shaft and licking around the head, he groans and grabs my pony tail pulling gently against it the pressure sending Goosebumps around my body. I suck in his length to the back of my throat as he continues to groan, I suck in and out continuously as Grant breathes deeply, ‘easy baby’ he calls as he leans over pushing the zip of my dress down as I suck harder and deeper, ‘no more’ he demands pulling me up to him encouraging my dress down my legs leaving me exposed to his view.

  ‘Very nice’ he growls as his eyes absorb me, I step out of the dress ‘keep the shoes’ he instructs as he leads us to the bedroom. I am unaware of my surroundings as Grant pushes me back against the soft coverings, his physique is spectacular, ‘do you work out?’ I pant and he seems distracted by the question for a moment before answering ‘yes’

  ‘I love your body’ I groan.

  ‘Ditto’ he leans down to suck my straining nipples as I gasp, ‘we are going to do this slowly’ he informs me.

  ‘No! I don’t want slowly’ I retort stubbornly.

  ‘Slow baby’ he insists as he places kisses all over my chest and abdomen, I am wriggling and panting as he avoids my moist folds.

  ‘Please Grant’ I call ‘I need you inside me’

  ‘Slow’ he whispers as he bites down one thigh and up the other ‘you are too impatient it will be worth the wait’ he assures me as he licks the inside of my thigh. My insides are on fire, my sex clenching, I have an ache within that is becoming more intense by the second.

  ‘Please Grant’ I beg and he bites gently against my clitoris as I feel the waves appear and disappear in a second as he moves to lick around my navel. I am attempting to thrust my hips up towards him but he has pinned them down with his hands, I can feel my sex dripping in anticipation.

  ‘Grant’ I shout and he grins as he blows across my sex before licking the length of my core once leaving me exploding around him.

  He waits for me to settle before he makes his way up my body kissing gently along the way.

  ‘Wow’ I croak.

  ‘You like that?’ he nips my ear lobe as I gasp ‘I love everything you do to me’ I whisper.

  ‘I love you Abi, never doubt it’ he kisses me with such feeling I am in the clouds oblivious of how and where it feels like the longest kiss ever as my body tingles with emotion. I don’t recall how long we just lay kissing but it is mind blowing. Before I am even aware of it he hooks my legs over his shoulders and moves forward so that my knees are against my ears almost… my shoes wrapped around his neck. He enters me slowly as he continues to kiss me gently yet thoroughly. I cannot move due to the position as he gently circles and probes, my whole body a nerve as I tingle from the intimacy of the position.

  It suddenly occurs to me this isn’t sex this
is love he is making love to me I feel my eyes tear at the revelation the sad fact being I have never experienced this before now. I have had good sex and enjoyed it but this is so intimate so full of emotion. The kiss continues I love kissing him, I love him. He fastens slightly and I gasp my body tightening I sense he is losing control.

  ‘Come with me Abi’ he whispers as he thrusts against the ache I have within prodding and probing, I moan ‘oh god’ as I cascade around him.

  ‘Oh yes’ he calls thrusting into me as I contract around him over and over until he is empty and panting, he releases my legs and lays on top of me his elbows holding his weight as his face remains in the crook of my neck.

  I exhale a breath, ‘what the fuck’ I groan my body still singing from the intensity of the sex.

  Grant flips over on to his back bringing me with him so that I am now laying against his chest which is moving rapidly as he attempts to regain his breathing ‘god you are hazardous’ he murmurs.

  ‘Me!’ I express and wrap my arms around him keeping him right where he belongs, I kick off my shoes and wrap my legs around his.

  I must have fallen asleep because when I awake I am under the duvet and spooned by Grant, I need to use the bathroom so extract myself gently.

  ‘You ok?’ he whispers.

  ‘I need the bathroom’ I inform him, ‘where is it?’

  He turns and switches a light on in the corner, ‘that door there’ he croaks.

  ‘Ok, avert your eyes pervert’ I tease as I make my way to the door he directs me into. I hear him chuckle as I enter the luxurious bathroom I am astounded by the beauty of it all and gasp ‘wow’ I have never experienced a bathroom like it outside of a hotel room, a five star one at that! It is huge the shower is big enough for four people, the bath for a football team. The marble floor is warm against my feet signaling underfloor heating. I go about my business and wash my hands in one of the twin sinks checking myself out at the mirror.

  In Bella’s words I appear well and truly fucked my cheeks flushed my hair half in and half out of the pony tail. I wash my face and release my hair from the hairband taming it with my hands, my makeup isn’t too smudged so I leave it and return to the bedroom. The room is huge, I was otherwise engaged on my arrival here so survey the high ceilings and the décor as I enter.