by Summers, MJ
Gabriela gave him a sexy smile, "You have no idea."
When they reached the door to Cole's cabin, Gabriela unlocked it and pulled him inside by his shirt, "I think I will turn you into a man tonight."
"Gabriela, it's not my first time," he said.
"But I'm your first real woman. Those little girls you've been with don't know what they are doing," she replied, taking his t-shirt off over his head and undoing his jeans.
Thinking better of it, he stopped her from taking his pants off. She raised an eyebrow at his attempt to resist her, sliding the straps of her dress down and allowing it to fall to the floor. She stood in front of him in her lacy bra and panties, and high heels giving him a sultry look. She was excited by the challenge he presented her. Reaching behind her, she took off her bra, revealing her perky breasts.
Trey grabbed her by the waist and pulled her to him, kissing her with pent up lust. Gabriela pulled away and crossed the room to the couch, sitting down and stretching her arms out to the sides. She stared at him, her lips curling into a little smile.
"Get undressed," she told him in her thick accent, as she crossed one long leg over the other slowly. She watched as he pulled his boots off, then his jeans and underwear in one frenzied move. He stood naked before her, with an eager look on his face and his cock pointing straight ahead. He crossed the room and all but lunged at her breasts with his hands. She spread her legs out wide for him as he groped her wildly and sucked on her nipples.
Gabriela pushed him off of her and for one moment, Trey thought she was about to kick him out. Instead, she flipped herself around on the couch, propping herself up on her knees, lightly placing one hand on the back of the couch and sticking her ass up in the air for him. She pulled her panties to the side with one hand and rubbed herself as she looked back at him.
"You can fuck me now," she ordered.
Trey was more than happy to comply, leaning over her and guiding himself into her pussy with one quick thrust of his hips. He had never seen a woman so sexy, so in command of herself. The girls he had been with before had been willing but unsure of themselves. Gabriela knew what she wanted and how to get it. He watched her from behind as he fucked her. He could feel her fingers pressing against his cock as she pushed her ass up toward him. It didn't take long before he came inside her. It was fast and it was fun while it lasted, but the second it was over, they were both filled guilt. Even though they were quite drunk, they both knew how wrong what they had just done was. Trey got dressed quickly and left, mumbling a good-bye to her.
The next morning, he tried to look casual as he walked over to Cole's cabin, hoping no one would see him. Gabriela ushered him through the door with a look of concern. She had spent the last few hours trying to figure out how to spin this. She had no idea if Trey had told anyone yet. The past several weeks, she had grown increasingly bored and lonely and had wanted to leave. Her time with Cole was never supposed to be more than a sexy adventure before she settled down with Evandro. She never intended to stay so long. This wasn't how she wanted to leave Cole but it was too late now. Gabriela knew when she saw the look on Trey's face that she would need to get out of Colorado as fast as possible.
Trey was a complete wreck. He looked both lovesick and guilty as hell. They talked for a long time, Trey confessing that he had been in love with her for months now and Gabriela dismissing it as a meaningless crush. He was insisting on telling Cole the truth so that he and Gabriela could be together. Gabriela finally had to get mean in order to get through to him. She told him that he meant nothing to her and that he was going to ruin his life if he told anyone, especially Cole. She told him she had booked a flight back home and would be leaving the next day.
She left as she said she would, inventing the story about her dad's heart attack to help soften the blow to Cole. She cared about him and didn't want to hurt him more than she had to. Trey had emailed her regularly for a few weeks, suggesting that he come and visit her. In the end, she had called him to tell him that she was getting married and that their time together was fun but it would never be anything more than a one-night stand. Before she decided to bring Tomas to the U.S., she had searched him on Facebook, planning to contact him. He didn't have his own account but she saw that he had been tagged in some photos at a frat party in San Diego and knew he would be out of the way for the time being.
* * *
Now as Gabriela sat on her couch putting Tomas's little onesies and tiny socks into the laundry basket, her stomach churned at what lay ahead. She knew it had been a huge risk coming back here and that there was a good chance that Trey would come clean about their night together. She would have to work fast in order to make sure he kept his mouth shut. So far her plan had worked better than she could have hoped. If she could get to Trey first, she would be able to convince him that she and Cole belonged together. Surely he wouldn't want to give up his freedom and education to become a father, especially at the risk of ruining his relationship with Cole and the rest of their family.
Gabriela hadn't realized what she had when she and Cole were together. She had been arrogant, thinking that good, honest men were easy to find. Now that she was a mother, her perspective had changed entirely and she knew without a doubt that a man like Cole was exceedingly rare. He was kind, smart and tender, in addition to being incredibly hot. He was also going places, turning this ranch into a thriving business. Gabriela wouldn't take Cole for granted again. She knew that what he had offered her the first time around had been love at its best. She would do whatever it took to get him back and keep him with her, even if it meant living away from her home and family. He was worth it.
Chapter 12
London
It was a week after Thanksgiving. Claire woke at 7 am to the sound of her alarm clock for the third day in a row. She dragged herself out of bed, still exhausted from another restless night. Dressing in her winter running clothes, she left for Richmond Park. She loved it there, with the long, paved paths winding through the expansive, green park. It was cold and cloudy when she left the townhouse, but she was grateful that it wasn't raining. She put in her ear buds and walked briskly for a few blocks before she reached the park. Once she hit the path, she started to run, feeling alive again.
After twenty minutes, she was startled by someone tapping her on the shoulder. She turned, then stopped, surprised to see Luc beside her in his running gear. He was covered with little beads of sweat and had a wide grin.
Claire took out her ear buds and smiled, "Luc! What are you doing here?"
"I've been trying to catch up with you for a few minutes. You're fast."
"That's a little creepy, Luc. I have to say" she said with a grin.
Luc chuckled, "You are mistaking friendliness for creepy - I think your English is not so good. I wanted to see how you are doing. Can I run with you?"
Claire shrugged, "If you can keep up, sure."
"I'll do my best, but I did a thousand push-ups before this, so I'm a little fatigued."
Claire laughed, "I'll slow down for you then, knowing it has nothing to do with your age" she replied starting a light jog.
"Just how old do you think I am?"
"Ummm, over forty?"
"Yes, but barely. I'm still in my prime, believe me," he said indignantly, jogging alongside her.
After a couple of minutes, he asked," So, how are you?"
"Not so great. I've been allowing myself to wallow in self pity for the past couple of weeks. The last few days, I've been forcing myself to get up with the rest of the humans and go for a run."
"Have you slept or do you need me to come over and sit beside you for a few hours?"
Claire laughed again, feeling her face grow hot with embarrassment at the memory of waking up with her arms wrapped around Luc on the plane, "Actually, sleeping is about all I've done lately."
"So are you ready to move to phase two?"
"You mean the carnal pleasure phase? No. I'm going to try to get a job instead. I thi
nk that will serve me better."
"You can do both, you know."
"I suppose that's true. Okay, I'll go buy myself a cake later and eat the entire thing in one sitting."
They jogged along until they reached the park gates. They both stopped and Claire started to stretch.
"This is me here. My sister's place is a few blocks away."
Luc nodded, a little out of breath, "I have to go back through the park to get to my hotel."
"By that do you mean wait until I'm out of sight and then call a cab?"
Luc laughed, running his hand through his hair, "No, no. I'm going to sprint the whole way now that I won't have you to slow me down."
Claire grinned, "It was nice to see you again, Luc. Maybe we'll run into each other again sometime."
Luc gave her a very direct gaze, "Come out with me tonight. I will take you to a place with an amazing view of London where we can drink some very good wine together."
Claire was taken aback. When she woke up that morning, she hadn't expected to be asked out on a date. It was the farthest thing from her mind right now, but maybe it was exactly what she needed. "You wouldn't be talking about your hotel room, would you?"
"Of course not. I'm talking about a restaurant that I know. You aren't quite ready to come to my hotel room. But you will join me for drinks, yes? It will be good for you."
Claire gave him a sceptical look, not sure how she felt about his cockiness, "You seem to think you know what I need better than I do, which is odd since we are basically strangers."
"It's only because I do know what you need. Even though I'm only a tiny bit older than you, I have a lot more experience," Luc replied.
"A tiny bit older? I think you might be the one to misunderstand English. A decade is big," Claire said, wrinkling up her nose at him.
Luc couldn't help but laugh, "Ouch. You are going to give me a complex. You keep implying that I'm an old man."
"If the orthopaedic shoe fits..." Claire grinned.
"Okay, young lady, now I'm not sure I even want to take you out. You are as mean as you are beautiful."
"You still want to take me out," Claire grinned, "I can tell."
"Yes, I do. Unfortunately, we men are weak when it comes to beautiful women."
"It's sad really," Claire answered, nodding. "I still have your business card. I'll text you later if I decide to come."
"You'll come. You can't resist the chance to make fun of me," Luc replied, leaning over and giving her a quick peck on the cheek.
"It is amusing," she said, giving him a playful look. With that, she turned and jogged up the street and out of his view.
Luc stood for a moment watching her jog up the hill. He was intrigued by her; she challenged him and he loved a challenge. Even though she had been a mess when they met, he could tell she was a strong, smart woman. He couldn't imagine that her former lover had let her go without a fight. He turned back to the park and started to jog towards his hotel.
As Claire propelled herself up the hill, she could feel Luc's eyes on her. She wasn't sure how she felt about his proposition. He was definitely sexy and she enjoyed verbally sparring with him but she really didn't think that a man was necessarily a good idea right now.
When she got back to Janet's, her sister was just about to leave for work.
"Good morning, Sunshine!" Janet called to her when she saw her, "You're up and at 'em early again today."
"Yeah, I decided to join the rest of the humans. Enough wallowing," Claire said, peeling off her runners and walking into the living room to stretch.
"I'm glad for you. There is much fun to be had," Janet replied, "Wanna go to yoga with me this evening?"
"I would love that but I sort of have a date tonight... if I decide to go," Claire responded.
"Really?" Janet asked, raising her eyebrows, "I'm intrigued."
"Actually, I ran into that French guy from the plane just now. He asked me out for drinks, but I'm not sure if I should go."
"Why not?" Janet asked, slipping into her winter dress coat.
"Well, I don't know if dating is such a smart move for me right now. I went straight from Antonio to Cole without any break in between. Maybe I should take some time to be alone, you know? Be man-free for a few months or a year even."
"That's not a bad plan. But, would there really be any harm in having a little fun and then sending him on his merry way?"
Claire laughed in surprise, "That is NOT what I was expecting to hear from you! Is that what you would do if you and Ted broke up?"
"Oh honey, I'd shag everything that moved." With that, Janet picked up her briefcase and walked out the front door.
"Have fun deciding!" she called out as she shut the door behind her.
Claire shook her head as she walked down the hall to the bathroom. After she showered and ate breakfast, she sat staring at her cell phone and Luc's business card that was sitting next to it.
She was attracted to him, but it was nothing like the craving that she had for Cole. Her regard for him would never bring her to her knees like her love for Cole had. There was something liberating about the idea of fucking a man just for the sake of fucking, without any threat of falling in love or getting hurt. Maybe she should call him. Have some fun based on mutual respect and desire, then they could shake hands and part ways. Claire wasn't sure if she could actually go through with it, but she decided to throw caution to the wind and at least go have a drink with Luc. It's not like she needed to make a decision at that very moment about where things would go with him.
She picked up her phone and sent him a text before she could change her mind, 'You're right. I can't pass up the chance to amuse myself at your expense. Where and when?'
A minute later she heard her phone vibrate. 'In front of The Savoy at 8 pm. Dress up.'
* * *
At five minutes after 8 pm, Claire stepped out of a cab to see Luc standing in front of the lobby entrance to one of the most exclusive luxury hotels in England. He was dressed in a black suit with a classic white button up shirt, open at the collar. He had a striped scarf wrapped casually around his neck, making him look extra French. He let his eyes fall over her with a hint of a predatory smirk on his face.
He strolled over to her, kissing her on each cheek, "You look stunning."
"You look surprised."
Luc broke into a wide grin. "This is going to be fun," he replied as he held his arm out to lead her into the hotel lobby.
"I booked us a table at the seafood grill," he informed her.
As they entered the lobby, Luc helped Claire to remove her wool coat. She was wearing a snug-fitting royal blue mini-dress with three quarter length sleeves. She had put her hair up in an off center bun, and had borrowed a diamond necklace from Janet as well as a pair of black heels.
"That is some dress," Luc commented. He walked behind her toward the restaurant, admiring the view of her curves moving gracefully. "You look fantastic."
"Thank you. This is the first time you've seen me not a complete mess or totally sweaty."
"Yes, but you are beautiful all three ways, actually."
Claire gave him a sceptical look.
"All three are looks that men can't resist. The first time I saw you, you were vulnerable, which makes a man want to protect you. The second time, you were working out, which makes a man think of how you would look after a long, vigorous sex session. Tonight goes without saying."
"A girl could learn a lot from you, Luc. You're like a wealth of knowledge."
"Then stick with me. I have many things I can teach you that I know you would like."
The restaurant was luxurious, yet casual with its 1920's art deco decor and round-backed blue leather chairs. When they reached their table, Claire stopped short. The view was more amazing than she could have imagined, she could see the river Thames and the London Eye.
"You weren't kidding about the view. It's wonderful!" Claire said, as the host pulled her chair out for her.
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bsp; An unsettled feeling fell over Claire as she took her seat. Immediately she knew that this had been a mistake. She didn't want to fuck Luc, even if he was sexy, even if it was just for fun, even if Cole was already fucking Gabriela. Her heart and body still belonged to Cole and she knew she would not be able to enjoy being with another man until she had gotten Cole out of her system. She scanned the menu quietly and for much longer than she normally would, trying to figure out how she could get out of the date gracefully.
"Claire? Claire?" Luc asked, "Are you really that engrossed in the wine list, or is there something on your mind?"
"Oh, sorry, Luc. Were you saying something?"
"I was saying something very charming and witty in fact, but you missed it because you are thinking of your former lover."