When Gabrielle finally exited, she made her way back toward the dining room, but a lone figure stood in the hall waiting for her. From the silhouette, she could tell it was a male form. It was Shane.
Gabrielle swallowed hard, but didn’t back down and walked toward him. “Shane, what are you doing out here? You’re missing dessert.”
Shane stared back at Gabrielle in the snug-fitting dress with rhinestones dripping from her ears and wanted to back her up against one of the walls, pull that dress up and have his way with her right then and there. But he instead said, “Why don’t we go for a walk on the grounds?”
“A walk?” Gabrielle asked. “Sounds good, but…”
Shane didn’t wait for her answer, because he’d already intertwined his fingers with hers and was leading her down the hall.
“What will everyone think?” Gabrielle asked, glancing behind her.
“That we needed time alone,” Shane responded huskily as he led her out onto the terrace and into the gardens.
* * *
Gabrielle didn’t know what to make of their holding hands. It was an innocent enough gesture, yet there was something intimate about it, especially when he gave her hand a little squeeze and gently stroked the sensitive skin in the inside of her wrist as they walked.
“The garden is my mother’s domain,” Shane said when they came to a small private garden. “She loves her roses.”
“They’re beautiful,” Gabrielle said as she fingered one of the petals. He released her hand only when she stopped to smell the different kinds of roses. When she finally stood back up, she found Shane had come closer to her.
“Why did you come here tonight?” Shane asked.
“Courtney invited me.”
Shane shook his head. “That’s not the only reason you’re here.”
“What other reason would there be?”
“Well, maybe you came here for me?” Shane stared at her. He watched the rapid rise and fall of her breasts in the strapless dress and knew he was right. Gabrielle had come here tonight to seduce him with her new look, and she’d succeeded. He desired her. But would she back out of what she’d started?
“Is there no end to your arrogance?” Gabrielle asked, a little too unsteadily for her liking, given the way Shane was looking at her as if she was dessert.
“No, which is why I know you’re going to enjoy this,” Shane said. He circled his arm around her waist seconds before his lips descended on hers. The hunger behind his kiss caused her to respond, and when his lips moved more firmly over hers, seeking entry into her mouth, she parted them, giving him complete access to anything and everything he wanted. Shane was slow at first, grazing and tasting before touching his tongue with hers, but when he did, it was like a missile shot right through to her core.
Her dreams of being thoroughly kissed by Shane couldn’t compare with the reality. He was relentless with his kiss, touching every crevice of her mouth and sucking on her bottom lip. Gabrielle’s breasts grew hot and heavy at his searing kiss, and she felt her nipples turn into hardened peaks underneath her dress. Dampness began gathering down below and she began to tremble.
But just when she was really getting into the kiss, Shane suddenly pulled away. If he didn’t stop, he’d be tossing his jacket on the ground, pulling Gabby down onto it and making love to her until she screamed out his name.
“Why did you stop?” Gabrielle was disappointed. Was he pulling away again? Did he not want her? She’d thought the desire between them was obvious. Mutual.
“Not here,” Shane said, clenching his fists at his side and then releasing them. “Come with me.” He grasped her hand again.
“Where?” Gabrielle asked breathlessly, taking his hand. She wanted to be with Shane and didn’t want to waste another moment.
“Follow me.” Although his body was shaking with desire, somehow he managed to lead her down a winding walkway.
Gabrielle had to nearly trot to keep up with him in her stiletto sandals before arriving at the Olympic-size family pool. “The pool?” She smiled. “Um… That’s really out in the open.”
“No, silly.” Shane smiled at her naïveté. “The pool house.” He nodded in the direction of the small house next to the pool. He walked over, pulled out a key and inserted it into the lock.
Before Gabrielle could hesitate, he swiftly spun her into the room, closing the door behind them. Shane gently pushed her backward against the door, meshing their bodies together. Despite their clothes, Gabrielle could feel Shane’s burgeoning erection in his pants. She was surprised, yet proud, that she could turn him on in that way.
“I want you so much,” Shane murmured in her ear as he slid one hand behind her head to bring her closer to his face. He bent his head and leaned down to give her a deliciously sinful kiss filled with passion and the promise of more to come.
Gabrielle didn’t respond with words; she responded with action. She slid her tongue inside his warm, waiting mouth and fused her tongue with his. Shane moaned aloud and Gabrielle shuddered in response. “I want you, too,” she murmured.
He reached behind her and grabbed her buttocks to bring her body in direct contact with his erection. Slowly, he began to grind against her, causing delicious friction between their bodies. With each deliberate thrust of his groin against her, she swayed and desire built. Gabrielle savored each delicious sensation and whimpered.
When Shane lifted her dress to her waist so he could stroke her thighs, Gabrielle didn’t stop him. She’d always wondered what it was about Shane that had women aflutter, and she was about to find out if he lived up to the hype.
Shane started with one of Gabby’s legs, stroking the side before moving up to her thighs. Her skin felt soft and silky to Shane’s touch and he wanted more. He continued his quest until he reached his destination and when he did, he wasted no time pushing the tiny fabric that was her thong aside and dipping his finger inside her. Gabby was already moist, and he intended to make her even wetter.
He slid one finger inside her slowly at first in a come-hither motion until she began to move against him. When Gabby began moaning aloud, Shane knew he’d reached her sweet spot, and he stroked her harder and faster until she clutched at the lapels on his tuxedo jacket, eager for release. And with several quick successive strokes, he gave it to her, and she cried out his name.
“Shane!”
“Yes, baby.” Shane bent down to her neck. He breathed in the floral scent of her perfume before pressing his lips against her slender neck and sucking it. Shane moved from Gabby’s neck to her ear, lightly stroking it with quick flicks of his hot tongue.
“Oh…” Gabrielle moaned, clutching Shane’s jacket with one hand and the back of his head with the other. When he returned his lips to hers and traced them with his tongue, she took the hint and immediately parted her lips to allow him entry. And once inside, she stroked her tongue with his and they kissed like two randy teenagers. But Shane quickly turned the tables, taking her tongue in his mouth and sucking on it as if he was a newborn babe. It felt delicious and wicked, and Gabrielle mimicked him by doing the same.
Gabrielle barely had time to come back down to earth from her first orgasm when Shane began pushing her toward the bed. The pool house was small, but it had an open floor plan that included a bedroom area with a king-size bed, a small living room and a kitchen with a breakfast nook. Before she knew it, they were both flying down onto the bed in a heap of arms and legs. She feverishly pushed off Shane’s jacket, reaching for the buttons on his tuxedo shirt and sliding the shirt over his muscular shoulders. It ended up on the floor, as the rest of their clothes were about to.
Shane eased the zipper of her dress down her back, pushing it down to her waist and feasting his eyes on her bare breasts, beautiful twins that he intended to lap up with his tongue and tease with his teeth. She helped him by lifting her hips so he could slide the dress over her slender hips and down to her feet. He tossed it aside and quickly hooked his fingers on her thong and t
ugged it down her legs.
When she was as naked as the day she was born, Shane was happy. And he was hungry for her. He’d had lascivious thoughts about what he wanted to do her body all during dinner, and he intended to live every one of them out.
“Are you sure about this?” Shane asked, looking down at Gabby on the bed. “Because there’s still time…” He looked down at his erection that was poking through his pants. “Barely…if you want to change your mind.”
Gabrielle shook her head. “I don’t want to change my mind. I want this. I want you.” She scooted to the edge of the bed and reached for his pants. She unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down his legs so he could step out of them. His briefs were next, and it gave Gabrielle a chance to caress the curves of Shane’s firm buttocks.
Shane smiled broadly. “Good. ’Cause I need you bad.” In the briefest of seconds, he’d lowered his full weight back onto the bed.
Gabrielle grabbed the back of his head and brought his mouth back down on hers. She slid her tongue inside his mouth and stroked hers with his while Shane was sliding his hand down her side to her hip.
“Are you ready to come for me again?” Shane whispered in her ear when he reached the damp folds at the center of her. He stroked them with light circles and watched her eyes dilate and her hips writhe restlessly.
“No fair,” Gabrielle said, trying to clamp her legs shut. “I haven’t been able to return the favor.”
“You will in time.” Shane left her lips and bent down to push her legs open again and brush his fingers across the dark curls. She made whimpering noises as if she wanted him to quit, but he didn’t. He slipped one finger deeper and deeper inside her until she clenched around him. That’s when Shane placed his mouth where his fingers had been and began to flick his tongue across her tight nub. Gabby nearly jumped.
“Ohmigod!”
“Easy, baby.” Shane grasped her hips and began tonguing her further.
The pressure of Shane’s tongue increased and matched his fingers, and Gabrielle could no longer hold in her release. She screamed out his name again and again. “Shane! Shane!”
“Yes, baby?” he asked, looking up at her.
“Now!” Gabrielle murmured.
“I hear you.” Shane knew exactly what Gabrielle meant, because he was thick and erect and needed a release, but he had wanted to make sure she was pleased first. He leaned down and reached into his tuxedo jacket pocket for a condom, sheathed himself and returned to the bed.
Gabrielle was looking up at him with those adorable brown eyes of hers and Shane was lost. With his weight on his forearms, he leaned down to kiss her just as he entered her in one smooth thrust. She was moist and ready for him, easily accepting all of him. She felt so good that Shane immediately began moving deep inside her. Had anyone ever felt this good, this tight, this right?
Gabrielle picked up his rhythm, wrapped her legs around his and matched each thrust by lifting her hips. Each thrust brought Shane higher and higher, and all thought and reason about whether this was right or wrong flew out the window. All he could think about was being in this moment with Gabby. She gyrated her hips against him and he thrust harder and faster, until his world exploded around him.
* * *
Sometime during the course of the night, Gabrielle awoke to find Shane’s hard-as-a-rock erection beside her and ready for action again. This time, Gabrielle took control, and before Shane could object, she took him inside her mouth. She wanted all of Shane and continued to tease his penis by pulling in and out slowly.
“Gabby,” Shane moaned, grabbing a handful of Gabrielle’s hair in his hand. “Oh, yes, baby, just like that.”
Gabrielle moved her lips up and down his hardened manhood, until Shane pulled her away. He grabbed another condom and slid it over his incredibly sensitive member and lay back on the bed.
“Straddle me,” he commanded, pulling her over him.
Gabrielle looked down at Shane; his face was dark with desire. “With pleasure,” she said and slid herself down on him, allowing him to fill her completely.
“That’s right, ride me, baby.” Shane wrapped his arms around her waist and helped her move.
Gabrielle closed her eyes and lived in the moment, rocking her hips and riding him back and forth. Delicious sensations ripped through her and her trembling limbs clung to him. Shane’s demanding lips touched hers, and it was like the flame that melted hot wax. Her lips burned in the aftermath of his possession. And when Shane circled his hands around her waist and tugged at her breasts with his mouth, Gabrielle moaned her pleasure and ran her fingers through his short curly fro. Shane took the hint and teased the peaks with light flicks of his tongue, causing tension to grow deeper and deeper inside Gabrielle.
Shane continued pumping his hips to meet Gabrielle’s motions, and it didn’t take long for her to splinter in his arms. The most intense pleasure she’d ever experienced in her life washed over her, and Gabrielle cried out and fell across Shane’s chest.
She’d never had such a spectacular climax before. Making love with Shane was the most incredible sex of her life, and she was beyond satiated. The last thing Gabrielle remembered was Shane brushing his lips across hers before she drifted off to sleep.
Chapter 6
When Gabrielle awoke the next morning and wiped the sleep from her eyes, she didn’t remember where she was, but then she felt the ache between her thighs and all the memories of her hot night of passion with Shane came flooding back.
She wanted to stay in bed forever and relive the memories. Relive Shane’s touch, his kiss, his every caress, but she couldn’t because when she reached over for him, he was gone.
Slowly, she rose from the bed, pulling the sheet around her bosom. She glanced at her reflection in the nearby mirror. She looked a sight, much different from the beautiful creature Courtney had created the night before. What would Shane think now in the morning light? Would he regret making love to her?
Gabrielle didn’t want to find out. She quickly picked up her lacy thong and her cobalt-blue dress off the ceramic tile and dressed. She was about to make a quick getaway, but Shane came barreling through the pool-house door, bare chested and wearing only his tuxedo pants from the night before. He was holding two cups of what she could only imagine was coffee.
“Good morning, beautiful,” Shane said, coming forward to plant a kiss across her stunned lips. “Sorry I had to leave, but there wasn’t much in the way of accommodations here.” He held out a mug for her to take.
Why did he have to look so handsome in the morning light, while she looked like a wanton woman with her swollen lips and tousled hair?
“Good morning,” she mumbled, accepting the mug, dropping her clothes to the floor.
“So where do you think you’re going?” he asked, walking over to the breakfast bar and having a seat on the stool.
“Home.”
Shane’s brow furrowed. “Why?” He sipped on his steaming hot cup of coffee and then glanced back up at her.
“Well, last night was fun…” Gabrielle began, “but…”
“It doesn’t have to end,” Shane finished. “I thoroughly enjoyed last night.”
“You did?”
“Don’t sound so shocked,” Shane said. “Last night was pretty incredible. I wasn’t the only one who had multiple orgasms, was I?” In fact, Shane had quite enjoyed watching Gabby get off. She was so expressive when they’d made love that he’d been completely turned on just by watching her.
Gabrielle’s cheeks became flush with crimson. She wasn’t a prude, but yet she wasn’t used to a man talking so openly about sex. “No, you weren’t.”
“Well, then, since we both enjoyed ourselves, I see no reason why we can’t do this again.”
“I can,” Gabrielle replied. “How about the fact that we work together? You are my boss.” As much as she wanted Shane, the situation could get complicated very quickly if one of them got their feelings hurt. And, more than likely, that would be
her.
“True, but if it’s mutual, I don’t see a problem.”
“I need to think about this,” Gabrielle replied, placing the mug on the granite countertop. As much as she wanted this, last night had completely exceeded her expectations, and she needed to evaluate the situation. She went to walk past Shane to the bathroom, but he circled his arm around her waist.
“Why don’t I remind you of last night and give you something to think about?” Shane lifted Gabby off her feet so suddenly, her clothes and shoes fell to the floor with a thud before he placed her back on the massive king-size bed.
“Shane…” Gabrielle began, but before she could utter another word, Shane was smothering her lips with a searing kiss that made her toes curl. But it was when he reached out and gently stroked her face and said, “You’re beautiful, Gabby. You always have been” that Gabrielle thought she might cry. But that never happened, because the storm that was Shane came toward her and pulled the sheet away to reveal her naked bosom before sliding his tuxedo pants down to his waiting erection. The rest was a blur of two hot, sweaty bodies joined together as one, riding wave after wave of ecstasy. Each wave causing screams of passion to be wrenched from Gabrielle’s throat as she held on to Shane’s rock-hard butt as he dove deeper and deeper inside her.
When it was over, they were bathed in sweat and Gabby was spent. Eventually, Gabrielle headed for the shower, but Shane didn’t give her any peace.
“Did you think you were going to shower alone?” he asked, pulling back the curtain. He shook his head. “I don’t think so.” He hoisted her atop his waist, backed her up against the wall and had his way with her.
* * *
Later that evening, Shane sat down to dinner with the family at Kayla and Ethan’s estate in Tuxedo Park. Their father had finally agreed to a dinner invitation, mostly because their mother wanted to see the progress that Kayla had made on the nursery and refused to let the animosity that Byron still carried for Ethan prevent her from missing out on her duties as a grandmother.
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