by Taylor R. C.
James blinked more than once, struggling to discern whether he was hallucinating from drinking or whether he was definitely staring at an angel wearing light blue jeans, a red blouse that revealed part of the valley of her breasts with that low cleavage, making the mind scrambled. from him to be transported to the night before where his mouth made that way until he found his bare, beautiful and delicious breasts. I'm in Hell? So why does it look absolutely perfect? He asked himself sighing at the image of the woman who entered his office further.
- Isn't it too early for whiskey? - Said pointing to the bottle with his head hugging his own body.
Gisele didn't quite know how to address him, who still had that puzzled expression more than it started to harden, her lips forming a thin line, her blue eyes dilated by the drink became more intense. In short, James looked like a total mess with disheveled hair, the same shirt outfit from the night before with practically all the buttons open, his feet were on the table, barefoot, while his body was thrown on that black leather chair with slouch, even so, he was wonderful and that must have been an injustice on earth, since the man did not even try to look so beautiful.
- I'm going to kill Pottes! - That's all he managed to say.
- He must already be hiding from you and if you count in favor of him, he didn't want to let me in, but I insist ...
She ran a hand through the brown hair that fell on her face to escape the messy bun that held the rest of those strands, James looked away, taking his glass, struggling to forget the female presence there.
- Wasted your time, go away!
- James ... - Said trying to go to him, but stopped when he received an aggressive look.
- What the fuck do you want? He shouted. - What the hell!
The glass in his hand flew against the opposite wall, Gisele swallowed, started to realize at that moment that maybe, just maybe, it hadn't been a good idea to go there with James in that state.
- I made everything very clear to you ... - He stood up walking towards her. - I said I was going to disappear ... And that you had to disappear, but what the fuck do you do? Come here and end the rest of my sanity!
He reached for her by taking her by the arms and shaking as if that made him hear better. Gisele steadied her feet on the floor, thanking him for choosing low boots, she knew the Baron was bigger and stronger, but she had two things in her favor, one was that he had drunk too much alcohol and his reflexes must have been slow, two were that she knew how to defend herself against anyone, drunk or not.
- Are you trying to scare me now? She looked into his eyes.
James squeezed her arms even more tightly in his hands, unable to move away, truth be told, touching her seemed at that moment the air he breathed. He pulled her closer, this time grabbing her waist, facing the most extraordinary eyes he had ever seen, which were full of courage.
- Why do you affect me so much? How is this possible? I survived six years without ever being shaken by any woman ... - He seemed to talk to you more than to her. - I hate the feeling that you were made exactly for me!
His eyes were bloodshot with sincerity and an intensity that sent a shiver up his spine to the back of his neck. Gisele leaned on his chest allowing him to hold her even more in his arms and wanting to hear more, because it gave him important information, things she knew she would never say if she were totally sober.
- Why don't you just accept that feeling instead of rejecting it?
He closed his eyes and took a deep breath when he looked at her again. There was a clear sadness behind the blue look that made Gisele understand that the Baron's secrets went far beyond a mere superficial gap, his intuition told him that he was an “ocean”. ”.
- You deserve more than someone shattered ...
At any other time she knew she would be laughing inside a sentence like that, but with James it was different, there was depth and truth in him, he was not a man playing with catch phrases, he was a man exposing his human side.
- Sometimes that's enough ... - She stretched kissing him gently. - I want you, the way you are, for as long as you can, I'm not demanding!
He hugged her and then kissed her as if he needed to merge with her, his mouth was demanding, thirsty, proving his taste and giving his own, making it for a split second when Gisele wrapped his neck, caressing her hair, all at the same time. around was forgotten. Absolutely everything. The man tasted like whiskey, chocolate was so delicious ... But the moment broke when her cell phone rang and made her really curse when James suddenly released her, turning around.
"Fuck ..." he growled. - Answer it!
Gisele ran her hand over her face taking the phone out of her pocket, really trying to compose herself, because she had to answer because it was Benett, it was part of the plan, which she was now making a big effort to remember, when she answered she still felt out of place. bob.
- Hello!
- Are you with the little baron? Benett asked in a happy, mocking tone on the other end.
She looked at James, still on her back, breathing heavily, thought she would love to hug him, take off his shirt, kiss him ... FOCUS GISELE! He yelled at himself and cleared his voice to answer.
- Yes ... You are talking to Gisele Linsey, what can I help you with?
- Now, now, are you panting? - Now the debauchery was cracked, she sighed.
- I worked in New York, how did you get my contact?
She tried to sound more professional when she saw James turn around looking at her with disguised curiosity.
- What an actress you are Gi ... I would love to be able to see the slippery little baronet's asshole face! - Benett spoke with a lot of fun.
- I am her friend, can you get straight to the point, please? - Her patience was being tested, her partner laughed on the other side.
- Dear Gisele relax, I had to take quick measures, but due to fate and obviously monitoring, I heard that Ryan Codes bought a painting [16]Vincent van Gogh who is going to need restoration, a team was hired, but it seems that one of the people had “a little accident”, so a vacancy arose that by “sheer luck” I managed to make you fill!
When talking about "accidents" with Benett, nothing was ever what it seemed. Her friend was adept at making the plans align even if it was the basis of strength, which she did not like, but she also did not question, after all it was because of her pressure that he had done what he did.
- Oh wow, it's a beautiful proposal ... Don't I have time to think?
James, who was watching him all quietly, suddenly moved to the sofa, sitting down, but continued with his attention on her.
- We will pluck two ducks at once and that doesn't even need time to think, does it? - His giggle was more elated than ever.
- Yes ... - She looked at the beautiful Baron James. - Of course, I accept!
"I'm going to prepare champagne, my muse ..." Benett said.
- Okay thank you!
Gisele hung up listening to her partner's laughter, she swallowed hard, suddenly feeling the sweat on her forehead which she passed her hand, everything rises to the relentless attention of the Baron's controlled blue eyes.
- What happened? - James asked some nervousness in her and it was the call he received.
She came over, then bent down, getting between his legs on her knees, her small hands resting on his firm thighs as she lifted her face to face him.
- I'm staying in London!
His heart seemed to miss the beat. James squeezed the arm of the couch where his hands rested trying to hide a certain panic in his expression. She needed to leave, she needed to stay away from him, since he couldn't keep away, just like that he would be happy and safe, but no, of course that woman was not going to do that, in fact, she would do everything the other way around, it seemed she had the pleasure of driving him crazy, James couldn't believe it.
- You are from New York, you are traveling the world on vacation, you have no reason to stay ... - His voice broke. - I don't believe in God, but for his sake if it
exists, don't do it, go away!
"Too late ..." He shrugged. - I will work on the restoration of a painting for Ryan Codes, I already accepted, he will not get rid of me.
Gisele smiled and he covered his face, moaning, as if that was going to make her disappear.
- I'm being punished!
- Yes, probably, I'm a plague, but you'll have to get used to it for a season there ...
A beautiful, fragrant plague that was opening his pants ... Opening his pants? James removed his hands from his face, found Gisele finishing with the zipper and then managing to grab his member. Holy shit! He had no chance of fighting when she touched him there.
- Gisele!
- Shh ... Just relax Sir. Blackcastle ... - He found he loved it when she whispered his title.
He closed his eyes with irregular breathing and the abdominal muscles exposed by the open shirt contracting in front of every inch she touched, Gisele smiled, feeling extremely powerful in making him stay that way, so she soon leaned forward putting her lips around him and sucking.
- Damn ... Gisele ... - He opened his blue eyes filled with scorching intensity.
Without missing the moment, Gisele slid her tongue over the tip and thrust against him once again taking him deeper into her mouth, tasting it, salty and smooth, getting even bigger in her hand, it was wonderful.
- You'll kill me! He groaned.
James closed his eyes or knew he would be embarrassed, he could not bear to admire Gisele between his legs, sucking him like a popsicle on a summer day, it was so good. Damn ... She was magnificent ... She had an exact notion of how she looked and rivaled any goddess, she moaned again barely knowing how to breathe, she felt the loss of her mouth, but her delicate hands kept moving up and down with the necessary force.
- Do you still think you're being punished?
He had to face her and was dazzled by her parted lips, breathing deliciously unevenly, but he bit his lower lip and then ran his tongue then clearly teasing him, again moaned, reaching out and touching her cheek.
- Yes ... - he whispered. - But in a very pleasant way!
Her smile took her breath away as well as the one she did next when she lowered her face and took him as deep as she could from his erection.
- My goodness, honey! - There was no doubt that she would kill him.
Gisele was delighted internally with the Baron at her mercy. She ran her tongue over the tip of his cock again, but he had other ideas, his hand slid up to her hair, undoing her bun and grabbing a handful of the strands, directing her to suck again, she managed to look at him, her eyes were closed breathing with his mouth open and that was the most erotic image he could remember.
Very conscious that she was getting soaked for giving pleasure to that man she lifted herself up a little on her knees, leaning down, resting her hands on his thighs, which were tense as he started flexing his hips, now there was nothing left but need to get enough, Gisele accepted what he wanted, she discovered her teeth and let him fuck her mouth.
- I'll come in your mouth if you let me continue ... Gisele! His voice was a breathless, sexy growl. - Affection...
He groaned, she didn't stop, she grabbed his thighs taking him to the end and she felt she was ecstatic, she had reached her limit and she wanted for the first time to taste a man, so she stayed in place when he he stood motionless, only to tremble a minute later, letting a hot, salty liquid flood his mouth, which she swallowed, looking at him, lost in that instant of full pleasure, her breath catching and staring at her as if she were a work of art. which is very desired.
Moving away, Gisele licked her lips and James wasn't sure what to do, but things like throwing herself at her feet and kissing them or offering the moon along with a constellation of stars. Blackcastle get a grip ... He swallowed, gathering the leftover shards from him, covering himself, after that fantastic demonstration of oral tactics, while a triumphant smile took over the painfully well drawn lips of that wonderful creature.
- What am I going to do with you? He asked, and Gisele shrugged.
- Now? Nothing! - Another smile and another failure in his heart. - Because I'm going to have to go, but don't think I won't be back.
- Go away? - He frowned in confusion and she agreed.
- Since I accepted the job and they called me to a meeting where they will present me the other details, you know ...
James didn't know, his mind was slow, his body was heavy and it took a while for him to understand everything she said, he didn't understand how she could be so composed while he might not even know how to spell her name.
- No, you ... Are you leaving after that?
Her lips trembled, unable to contain the laugh that wanted to escape at the expression of the Baron who was between indignation and a very adorable puppy that fell from the moving truck.
- I will, is not you keep asking me to leave remember? He raised his eyebrow.
- But not after what you did to me crazy woman! - He was definitely indignant and with a movement he took her by the arms and lifted her off the floor onto his lap. - I really want to lick every piece of your body Gisele and I know you know that!
"I had an idea ..." he said innocently. - But Baron doesn't do it now, I'm sorry!
- Don't be sorry! - He hugged her with a sulky expression. - And yet it's wet that I know.
He was right, but Gisele wanted to keep that moment, leaving him wanting more was the way. She leaned over, kissing him delicately, stroking his beard, enjoying the moan that she pulled from him at the touch.
- I'm soaked, I would love to let you lick my head if you want, but I'm very professional and I have to go to the meeting, so be a good boy and let me go!
James opened his eyes to meet hers without the slightest desire to be a good boy, he was never good anyway.
- You raped a drunk man and you are leaving?
- You wanted to be raped and we already know I'm leaving. - she smiled.
- Little princess!
- Was I still not your “affection”? - Said, he took a deep breath.
- Men are volatile, didn't you know? - Gisele laughed and kissed him, but then started to get off his lap, James allowed.
- I'll keep in mind ... - She stood, but leaned over, taking his face in her hands, staring seriously. - Is the white flag flying between us for now?
- As if you set the flag on fire, as the colonies of America did with the English?
He said grudgingly. Another smile came over Gisele's face, who kissed him once more and then winked and stood up, walking out of the office. James watched the movement of her sexy hips until he saw her come out, throwing a kiss over his shoulder. When he was alone he threw his head against the chair, letting out the breath he held, thinking that any attempt by him to go back to the hole that was his life when that woman was pulling him into the light was ruined, but the light could burn and hurt, hurt a lot, he knew.
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Benett wanted champagne, but Gisele preferred wine that he didn't like, which led her to drink alone, even though the two had something to celebrate.
- You working with Ryan, what a masterstroke was it?
In fact it was, but she was distracted, so the excitement was not something that reflected in her voice when she said:
- Yes, it sure was!
- Are you in a bad mood or what? He hissed.
- Like?
- It seems that your mind is thousands of kilometers from here while it should have been thriving. Never in life have we aligned such a perfect plan!
She bit her lip, nodding, thinking that Benett was really right, but for some reason, it didn't really cheer her up.
- Honestly, I would rather have just kept our plan with the Baron, if with all my energies directed towards him I hardly made any progress, imagine me sharing them with Ryan?
Playing with two men was not new to Gisele, she had already done that before, it was a kind of challenge to herself and it worked very well, it plucked them, she disappeared for almos
t six months with the small fortune she raised, but she was a expensive woman, so “small fortunes” never lasted, which led her to be there, applying what would be the blow of the blows.
- Don't tell me to be afraid of not being able to cope?
- Of course I can handle it! - He said with some outrage, drinking some of the wine in his glass, before continuing. - But have you heard that women are more cautious?
- Gisele, I didn't dig up this wave of hell on Ryan's team so you could back off.
- I'm not giving "backwards". - She looked at him with a serious expression.
- Great to hear that, because tomorrow you will meet him, obviously I won't be around, so make things work!
Was he giving you an ear tug? It was clear that it was. Benett had those moments just as Gisele had hers, the difference was that she hated it.
- Whatever, you can go now!
- It's better! - He said getting up heading for the door without saying goodbye, but before leaving completely stopped, turning around. - Do not make the Baron your personal challenge to end his eternal boredom or he will screw things up.
Gisele held his gaze for a minute before he turned and left again. When she was alone she looked at her glass, biting the inside of her cheek, very tempted to go after Benett and say: "Fuck you!" However, they had already overcome this phase of discussions, only this time he made her extremely uncomfortable, and that happened when the guy was right.
Chapter 08
Sitting around looking at the rug was a lot more pathetic for James, who was pissing himself off, but since Gisele had been gone a long time ago, by the way, he had stayed on the goddamn couch commiserating and letting his memories took a happy time, long before the collapse.
...
- I love the feeling of the sun bathing my face, isn't it delicious?
James took his eyes off the newspaper, lowering it so he could watch the woman lying on the grass that lovely summer morning at her uncle's mansion.