by Taylor R. C.
Benett didn't even want to ask what or how she would make James sign such a document that he passed the house over to them, he didn't even need to, it wasn't the first time that Gisele had achieved something like that.
- Great!
- What about Ryan Codes?
- He saw me, but he drew attention to the story of the drink with the Baron and I felt a slight friction in the speech ... I'll have to juggle to balance the two, thank you, see?
- You can handle it. - He said convinced.
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The next morning a team, led by Bartor, knocked on Gisele's door and took care of the removal of all her bags to her new address, already in her “humble” residence, she didn't need to move a finger, the staff took care of accommodating the things in the huge closet in the bedroom.
- You want something more to be done Miss. Linsey? For example, the arrangement of the decoration?
Bartor asked him a while later after everything was put in place. She looked around the room on the first floor and gave a negative nod, the house was wonderful as it was.
- Everything is great. - She turned to him. - Does the Baron put you to be does all of it?
- Practically, Miss. Linsey. - He stated in the most serious of expressions.
- I understand, and well, thank you for everything you and the staff did, especially for filling the fridge!
- It was nothing, if you want something my phone is in the agenda, Mr. Watts left me at your disposal. Bartor pointed to the adjoining table. - Your driver will be performing the day after tomorrow at eight, is that time good?
A person got used to it easy in that lifestyle full of perks that she was being introduced and already loving.
- Perfect!
- Excuse.
And as discreet as a ghost Bartor left the house and took everyone with him, leaving Gisele finally alone to throw herself on the sofa with a laugh. If they had said a couple of weeks ago that she would be staying in one of Baron Blackcastle's houses, she would have doubted it very much. Her moment was disturbed by the sound of the bell which she went to answer next, she looked at the panel that had images on the camera and saw a bouquet of flowers from the field that was lowered slowly revealing James' face laughing.
- Open the damn woman door, I know you're seeing me!
Gisele laughed and opened the door for good to find the bouquet extended towards her.
- Bartor left the gate open for me, but he warned me that I have to register my fingerprint to open it, since he doesn't use keys!
- Hi to you too, I loved the flowers. - She replied taking the bouquet from his hand. - And about letting you have free passage here with your fingerprint, I will still think, come in!
James snorted, but soon after he entered, Gisele closed the door and smelled the flowers, loving the perfume.
- I brought you flowers and you don't want to let me have free passage?
- Not...
She smiled, approaching and reaching out to steal a kiss from him, which she left, however, Gisele pulled away before the male hands reached her.
- Thanks for the bouquet, I'll look for a vase!
James took off his coat and watched Gisele barefoot, her hair in a bun, her short, light fabric skirt, a black shirt, she had never seen more at ease and liked the feeling. He took off his coat and left it hanging on the rack under the stairs and followed.
- Pottes suggested that I bring and wish you welcome, the bastard has already heard, probably from Bartor that you are here!
He said entering the kitchen while Gisele filled a vase with water and started to laugh.
- As sweet as your butler treats. - He turned around placing the flowers in the container. - Bartor in my opinion is very quiet, he doesn't look like someone who gossips!
The Baron grimaced and approached her, taking a lock of hair that escaped from the bun, then wrapping it around his finger, Gisele looked up looking into his blue gaze focused on the silly task.
- That one is a terrible gossip, he should fire him, along with Pottes, when the two get together they are the plague on earth ...
Her laugh made James sigh, the sound was too adorable in his ears, should that worry you? Certainly, but he felt a little sluggish when his concerns in the past few days.
- Your way of showing affection is interesting, Baron!
- Ah silly, you have no affection ... - He stroked her chin and went towards her lips. - Your mouth should be banned, how can it be so perfect? Beg for attention!
He lowered his lips to hers, taking a seductive, delicate kiss, which Gisele allowed herself to embrace hugging his firm waist, while her mouth extracted what she wanted, conquering, when James pulled away she was really panting.
- I like your attention ... - He said with a little smile.
The Baron smiled and waited a moment to look into that woman's tortuous, dazzling eyes. She looked like an angel, delicate, soft and so beautiful, it would be difficult for anyone to resist.
- This is music to my ears!
Gisele moved closer to him, this time, wrapped his shoulders, hugging him.
- Do you want to take a bath with me?
- No need to ask twice.
She laughed, then pulled by the hand, taking the elevator straight to the top floor where the room she chose was. James hugged her on the way, carrying her, which made her cry out in surprise.
- Why did you choose the last room? - He asked. - You could have kept the balcony!
- This one had a bigger bathtub and it's my priority!
James agreed laughing while placing her on the floor, already in the bathroom, facing the spoken bathtub, Gisele moved to fill it, opening one of the cabinets and picking up something, the Baron paid little attention, since he was already starting to take off his dark pants , sneakers and white sweater.
- Want help with the clothes, honey?
Gisele looked over her shoulder at the man in his underwear and realized he sighed, there was no way, James was too handsome, that counted for him.
- If it is not uncomfortable ... - She teased biting her lip.
- None!
He hurried over to her, pulling her blouse, tossing it on the floor, his big hands tightening around her waist as the Baron lowered his mouth to hers, biting himself lightly on his lower lip and then sucking on himself, a groan escaped through her throat.
The evil man smiled, then stopped what he was doing, trying to remove the rest of his clothes, getting rid of his underwear, dropping them in the open, so that he could look at her, totally naked, and delight that clear eyes expressed could leave the least confident woman in the world feeling powerful.
- Venus Botticelli should be thrown in the trash and you can print the painting!
Gisele felt her face flush and was sincerely embarrassed for that, after all, she had already been highly praised, in fact, it became trivial, she knew her appearance and her power, but there she was before an eloquent Baron who he wore compliments that made her “flushed”, it was ridiculous.
- As you are exaggerated, come here, I want you in the bathtub!
She pulled him away, giving him a way to push his underwear, which she had no complaints about, she was very happy even, Gisele could say, after all her erection was a beautiful sign. James got into the bathtub and waited for the woman to come in, as he was dying to put his hands on her, as he had wanted since the minute he opened his eyes that day. The water hit her waist, he took her face in his hands, bringing her for a slow, persuasive kiss, full of skill, it was delicious, but Gisele at that moment had other plans for the Baron.
- Relax, Sir. Blackcastle, I will take care of you now!
Gisele said kneeling between his legs reaching out to take a container of jasmine oil, pouring it into the palm of her hand, being assisted by a very interested look from James Watts.
- Did I already say that you should come up with a screaming sign saying: "fire / danger"? - He asked softly, Gisele smiled.
Oh he didn't even know
... She thought, because the man barely knew what he was saying was true, she should come with a damn sign, however, it would be bad for business if it happened.
- For what reason? - He paused biting his lower lip, playing the innocent.
- It seems you don't know the reason, you little devil! - He smiled. - You can kill someone, with a weak heart, with so much lust!
Her laughter flowed into the room, but it was eclipsed when the female hands slid over his chest, melting him with the perfumed oil, the warmth of the touch made James gasp.
- Like that? She asked almost as if she were purring.
Her hands went down dangerously to the abdomen, going up again, repeating the pattern, until they reached his shoulders, squeezing in an exciting massage, because as she moved her breasts were closer to James. The sexual tension in that bathroom was almost suffocating, the Baron did not hide his lust, nor could Gisele pretend that the moment was under his complete control, because it was not.
- Yes I like! - His voice contained a sexy hoarseness. "It is very, very good ..."
She leaned forward, massaging the back of his neck, and her breasts swayed in front of James, who couldn't help himself, took a nipple between his lips, causing Gisele to let out an unashamed moan.
- James!
- Very ... - A pause, a lick. - Very tasty!
Gisele took hold of his shoulders to support herself and allow the man to suck her breasts as she wanted, the big hand joined her malicious mouth, and she can only close her eyes moaning, taking advantage of being the avid Baron's banquet.
- Your mouth should be banned too!
She moaned holding on to the man who smiled against her breasts, getting fed up and turning her into a soft mass, just made up of sensations and that were very good. He felt the touch of the male hand on her sex, setting her on fire, preparing for what the two really wanted.
- Ah honey ...
James groaned with pleasure to see Gisele so surrendered, collapsing in his arms. He pulled his face away from her so he could see her reactions and it was completely enchanting to see her bite her lower lip, while her skin was turning red, she was a sight to behold and every fiber of the Baron's body said that woman was his , irrevocably and this feeling of possession scared him, but he didn't have much time to think about it.
- Please, I want you ...
Gisele whimpered asking for that man, because she needed him, at that very moment. James kissed her, it was almost wild, and she loved it. Then in contrast to his abrupt kiss, the guy moved her in the bathtub, leaving her on her back, giving kisses on the nape of her neck, while her hands roamed her body.
- Hold on to the edge of the tub, baby ...
She did what was asked feeling the anticipation of the moment to strike. He caught her from behind, firmly, grabbing her waist and when he felt the tip of his male member tease at the entrance to her body, the act made her moan, closing her eyes, preparing herself, then the next moment he slowly penetrated her your body.
Gisele gasped taking every inch of him until she felt her hips hit him with her faithfully buried, but she could barely recover, because in the next minute the Baron lifted her up, hugging her, pasting his manly chest on her back, leaving a possessive hand up to his throat, holding it gently in place, while he charged very slowly, in unbearably delicious torture. His mouth nibbled on her neck, until it reached her ear, the drag of his beard was one more ingredient to excite her.
- Tell me how you feel my beautiful?
He asked softly, whispering, the warm air of his breath made Gisele even more excited.
- Well ... - His voice was unrecognizable.
- Just fine?
James controlled himself, leaving almost all of her body, letting his hand on her belly go down, went to the center of her thighs, touching her deliberately slow, then rushing back quickly, she whimpered softly, moaning, making him smile full of pleasure.
- Good?
- Ah well...
Gisele held on to his firm forearm, looking for some support, leaning his face back, his throat caught in that gentle but firm touch, she barely recognized herself, she was lost in the pleasure provided by him, she was very aware that the muscular body, big and strong, of gentle subjugation, the way it seemed destined to drive him crazy.
- Can I make you come like this?
- Yes ... - She answered breathlessly.
- My girl is so sensitive, I like that, very much!
The Baron turned her face to him, kissing, coming and going with his body, beating against hers very slowly, his hand following a pattern destined for seduction and pleasure, making Gisele let out low and incoherent moans, so absorbed his sensation, that man alone was too much.
- James, faster!
- None of that ... - His voice was deeper and breathless.
- Its killing me!
James smiled and then he was firmly buried inside her body, the act went to the extreme of pleasure, almost pushed him to the limit, but it was worth it to make her reach her first orgasm, which he did not let go, bent her suddenly beginning to penetrate her quickly, Gisele shouted, smiling.
"You don't seem to be dying ..." He groaned through his teeth. - Seems to love it!
- Ah yes Baron!
Gisele leaned on the bathtub listening to the sound of water falling on the floor, his body hitting hers, his breathing hard. The bathroom had become a charged environment, smelling of sex and pleasure, and it was a fullness.
- Gisele!
James was losing control, took hold of her waist, until his hand went down into the feminine hair and wrapped it in his grip, listening to her moan. Gisele wanted that, now the man was no longer kind, his touch was rougher, but even better, she loved it like never before, wanted more, sighed for him, until then everything shuddered and seemed to spin, her whole body shook at the same time time when he felt James the same, feeling him reaching a climax as strong as his.
The Baron had to use all his strength to keep from collapsing. Very slowly he withdrew from her body, sitting down, pulling her with him, dipping his face in her slender neck, feeling the frantic pulse and simply loved it, kissed the place, smiling, realizing how she cuddled in his arms. Gisele, for her part, did not have much control over her actions, not after the way the Baron had sex with her, never in all her vast experience had she been that dominant, seductive and affectionate. That is why the expert scammer who was forgotten in those brief post-coitus minutes and fell into the fullness of Sir's gentle caresses again. Blackcastle.
- Is my little princess still awake?
Upon hearing the nickname, a smile curved the corners of her lips before she opened her eyes as she stared at him over her shoulder, offering her mouth for a kiss that was calm and soft.
- I confess that I'm still feeling slow ... - He murmured smiling.
James felt the famous male pride filling that bathroom and immediately wanted to repeat the dose, but he would be a gentleman, would take care of Miss. Linsey. She looked so adorable, as well as sexy, the combination of striking beauty and that delicate air made her terribly irresistible. As he wanted to fuck her until they both barely breathed, he also wanted to take care of her and keep it to himself, the last feeling was worrying. It could only be yours temporarily, it was something that had to be established for yourself.
- Let's get out of here and I will find something to eat!
- Don't tell me you're going to cook? - She gave a sly smile.
- Oh no honey, I never stepped in a kitchen that was not to eat.
Of course not...
Gisele thought and almost rolled her eyes. James was privileged in every way, when would a man like him worry about something as simple as food? Never. Unlike her, and many others, for him and his privileged peers, food was a common and underappreciated, trivial item, because none of these people had experienced hunger, cold, pain, things she faced, as well as disgusting tutors and abusive.
Realizing the direction of his thoughts, Gisele tried to return t
o reality, and this was James using a shower to clean it, placing it on his lap like a child, giving a kiss on her hair, his blue eyes examining her as if I could read it, it took her by surprise and scared her.
- Why did you get serious?
Shit!...It was what she thought, it had slipped, and that was not a good thing. Gisele hated mistakes and especially stupid ones like the one she made remembering things that should be buried.
- Stayed? - She smiled, attracting his attention, kissing him. - Your impression, I only thought about the food, I'm hungry ... Your fault, I think!
He laughed, and then a moment later he lifted her out of the bath and left her standing, taking her robe. Although she said no, for a moment she was totally serious and thoughtful, James didn't believe it was anything, he saw something change, it was very subtle, but he was close and looking at her face, there was something, but it was very good retracted. In another time I would look for what it was all about, but their agreement was temporary, there was no reason to worry about their feelings or anything, just their physical well-being. After all, the entire tacit agreement was made absolutely to meet physical aspects and nothing more.
Gisele went ahead to say that she would wait for him in the kitchen, thus preventing him from seeing anything in her that would reveal one of those thoughts, which she had left the line, something that did not happen to her, she still felt uncomfortable with herself and did not want to run. risk of showing. She went down to the kitchen on the third floor, which had chosen her as her favorite, after all the mansion was huge and had three of them, there was no possibility of being able to use them all, and speaking of the beautiful residence she occupied, she soon remembered that it was time to pluck the first “fruit” from the Baron of Blackcastle.
James found Gisele at the edge of the stove in the center of the kitchen island making pancakes which the smell had already invaded the fourth floor and made her stomach growl. He leaned against the doorstep and watched her, apparently very concentrated, the natural air of the slightly wet hair stuck in a bun combined that biting his lower lip could make him want a second round immediately, but tried to restrain himself , telling himself that he was not a teenager living his first romance and then he should behave like a man.