The Last Blow

by Taylor R. C.

  Gisele was sunk in the sea without much care and when she emerged she found the Baron with a smile that had to be indicative of problems. He was completely wet, messy hair, surrounded by that incredibly blue color with the sun on his back, framing him, making that absurdly perfect image be engraved in the part where the very few happy memories of Gisele stayed.

  - Refreshing my goddess?

  James asked smiling, however, Gisele just stared at him as if she had never really seen him. He swallowed hard, getting a little nervous, but he disguised it bravely, even as she approached running her hands through her wet hair, letting the water droplets run down her face, disappearing when she found her full, pink lips.

  - Help me take off those clothes ... - She said looking into his eyes. - I want to make love with you now!

  Whatever it was that moved her to act that way, Gisele didn't want to think, she just wanted the Baron, all of him and there on that blessed beach. She saw his blue eyes take on a dangerous, scorching gleam, the same second he grabbed her, nibbling on her bottom lip as if he were tasting her, then his tongue slid over it, until he found hers, teasing and initiating a possessive kiss, explorer. Caught between wet clothes and kisses, they came out of the water, falling on the sand, rolling from side to side getting rid of the pieces of clothing that separated them. When the Baron finally got naked between Gisele's legs, he didn't have anything covering him by now.

  - Damn, I'll come before I even start if you keep touching me like this ...

  Gisele smiled, her hand continued between their bodies, caressing the stiff male member and directing it into her. James hovered above, his hands at the side of his head, holding his weight to keep from collapsing on her, however, his eyes were closed, his lips tight trying to contain his passion.

  - Come to me Baron!

  He was not going to disobey something she wanted very much and with a dash he was inside her. James hid his face in the female neck, moaning, taking a rhythm as he entered that soft, warm cave that clenched it like a fist.

  - Damn, you're so hot ... - He whispered breathlessly in her ear. - It looks like it was made for me, all for me ...

  Gisele was sure that at that moment she felt made for James really. She wrapped her legs around him, accepting the pace he imposed, sliding her hands down his back and feeling the flexing of his strong muscles.

  - James ...

  He searched her mouth and kissed her, dominant, making her take any command from him. One of his hands slid up to her thigh, holding it in place, for it to penetrate it in a new angle that made Gisele scream with pleasure.

  "Mine, you're mine ..." James said, seeing her squirm with pleasure. - Look at me!

  The commanding, husky and possessive voice hit Gisele in a way that she didn't think was possible. She stared at him, moaning his name, completely surrendered to the moment.

  - Come looking in my eyes, make me crazy!

  He pinned her hands over his head with one hand and let himself go. He kissed her breasts, sucking them, when he heard a hoarse moan and Gisele's whole body shuddered with a powerful climax that made him collapse, falling over her exhausted.

  - Don't say you died? - Gisele jokingly stroked the hair of the Baron who was deliciously thrown over her.

  - I was almost, I am a man of advanced age, you can not give me a first time this and still so intense ... - He said and gets up a little to look at her flushed face.

  - For a man of old age, you were wonderful!

  James felt his chest tighten at the sight of that woman. Carefully he brushed a strand out of his hair and traced his eyebrow with the tip of his finger.

  - You are a gift, I don't deserve it, but I want it!

  She swallowed and felt awkward, so she pulled him in for a kiss, distracting them both physically. When they rose from the sand again he took her on their lap, they went to the master bedroom, which James said would prepare a bath for them. Gisele put on a robe and decided to see the rest of the house, but when she returned to the living room, she found the Baron's cell phone, stared at it for a minute, and this pause scared her, because she knew she shouldn't hesitate, because there was a chance perfect to finally execute the part of the plan where he took money from James.

  Do it at once ... She told herself and without further waiting she went to the Baron's cell phone, took it, leading it towards the kitchen, not before taking out her own device. She used an application she already had to crack her password, Gisele hurriedly started installing a program so that Benett could access the bank. She felt her hands tremble and her heart beat as if she had never done that, it irritated her, but she did what she wanted. Then he left James' cell phone in place and used his to send a message.

  "I'm giving you the user and access to the Baron's bank App, when you break your password let me know ...".

  When she sent the message and hung up the phone screen she was strangely nervous, but most of all, something like sadness hit her.

  Chapter 14

  "When you look at an abyss for a long time, the abyss looks at you."

  Friedrich Nietzsche, Beyond Good and Evil.

  James wrote in his diary, sitting on a lounger, while waiting for Gisele to finish getting ready for lunch at the hotel restaurant. Looking at that sea of unique color, on an island isolated from the world, he almost believed he was there on vacation, that his life was that peace, however, it was all a lie. The Baron opened Jack's message again:

  "Another team of ours was killed, this time the police were called, we lost the shipment and are investigating ... We are in serious trouble and I still have no idea where the attacks are coming from."

  He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath, James would love to explode all the frustration and anger he felt at that moment. The abyss was looking at him and seemed very close to taking him back into that darkness, decisions had to be made, there were too many things at stake for him to accept his collapse so easily, however, that didn't mean he wasn't going to. to happen.

  - James? - Gisele called him, he seemed to have done that more than once.

  - Hi, honey ... - He looked at her forcing a short smile. - Are you ready?

  James asked getting up, leaving the notebook behind, approaching Gisele who wore a floral dress in red and white, her hair was loose and fresh with an air of beachy lightness, again for him, she managed to be even more beautiful than than in your recent memories.

  - Yes, and you distracted?

  - Of course, looking at this landscape and thinking of being a depraved with you in the pool on the balcony ...

  Obviously it crossed his mind, until he realized all the shit going on in London, what it meant and then everything inevitably became melancholy and worrying. But James decided that something good would come out of this trip, because from it, it was time to make difficult decisions, which would probably hurt, however, were necessary and a real man, in his opinion, had to do what he needed and not what he wanted. He took Gisele's face in his hands and met his green eyes.

  - Where else did you think of being depraved with me?

  Gisele asked holding on to her strong forearms, exposed by the light blue linen shirt he wore with khaki shorts, being caught in that sky-colored intensity of his eyes.

  - At the dinner table ...

  - Oh my god, you're crazy or very creative, I'm in doubt.

  - There is always some madness in love, but there is also some reason in madness.

  - Your formal education was not in vain, with these phrases you should melt the hearts of many women, right?

  James gave that little singing smile that Gisele had already learned that meant that she had hit something on him.

  - Not so many, some thought I was too nerdy. - He stroked her cheek. - But you did destroy hundreds of hearts, I'm sure.

  She raised an eyebrow, smiling, cynically thinking that hundreds were a really close number of all the men who had already passed over and he seemed to be the only one to notice, of course with some blindness, as he
had not yet realized he was being passed over. backwards, despite the fact that Gisele for the first time in her life felt hesitant about a blow, which she considered inadmissible.

  - Why do you say that?

  - You are smart, beautiful, it almost hurts to look, you know how to appreciate yourself in every way and flirt like a demon, only you look like an angel, it is anyone's dream ...

  - Yours too?

  Something inside her hung in the air, waiting to hear his answer. James took a deep breath, became more serious, however, his eyes conveyed a sensitivity that left Gisele unarmed.

  - No, I stopped dreaming ...

  He leaned his forehead against hers and his mouth found hers with small, persistent kisses, brushing his face gently. He brought his fingers to the fragile structure of her jaw, tilted his chin, using his thumb, opened his lips. The moment he did that, he kissed her. Gisele allowed herself to be guided, distracted, because that was what the Baron did, but left, because she wanted to taste him, to feel a subtle and seductive essence that affected her like an exotic drug. James put his tongue inside her, exploring her with caresses, in a patient kiss.

  "James ..." she whispered.

  - Shhh ... - He nibbled on her bottom lip before pulling away. - Let's have lunch, I'm hungry!

  The Baron took her hand and took her away. Gisele watched him, puzzled, as she had been for a long time, of the mysterious and evasive "tirades" that James used to release. However, her instinct told her to take it slow, her confidence she already had and then it would be a matter of time to reach her secrets.

  £££

  London never looked more dull than it did that time for Lowe. He had just landed in the city with a team of five people in security.

  - Mr. Carter, straight to the hotel?

  The head of security asked as his luggage was stored in the trunk of the car.

  - No, go to Blackcastle's address!

  - Yes sir.

  Lowe could feel in his bones that he was close to reaching Gisele, however, he needed to get her out of the hands of a dandy with a Baron title. He had studied all the information he got from that guy and obviously his astronomical bank account, which most likely was what attracted "his" scammer.

  Now it was just a matter of time to find that poor James Watts devil and let him know who Gisele really was, but most of all, Lowe was going to get him out of the game to capture that woman, he was finally going to have her all to himself .

  He would do everything he ever wanted, maybe even more with that scammer, he had already thought of many punishments for him that filled him with pleasure. A smile molded on his lips, along with the anxiety to get his hands on Gisele.

  £££

  James was watching Gisele taste the white wine he chose to finish the meal they had made. He had a little smile on his face that was impossible to ignore.

  - I think I chose very well ... - She said.

  - One more thing to add to the list of what you do well!

  "You're in a great mood to be giving me so much praise today ..." He said, and James shrugged.

  - Maybe I wanted a reward ...

  Gisele was well aware of the kind of reward the man wanted and was more than eager to provide him. It was not new that his body had an appeal for the Baron that was corresponded. She smiled and slid her hand across the table until she reached his, where he enveloped her, feeling the strength contained there.

  - I'll give you what you want!

  James let out a breath while his eyes were fixed on hers.

  - Never say that to a greedy man like me!

  - You corrupted me ... - She pouted, smiling next. - I suppose I can't help it!

  It was certainly not her who had been corrupted there, James told himself, because at that very moment his reason asked him to run, to put miles and miles away from that woman, however, something more like his broken heart, he roared to to take that angel in the form of a woman for himself, to make her his own, forever and irrevocably.

  - Ah Gisele Linsey, what do I do with you?

  - I'm sure you can have ideas ...

  The Baron's real laugh was like a breath of air. It rejuvenated him for years, as if removing all the barriers that he erected around him, making a part of him surface that made Gisele feel even more attracted to him and good things could not come out of it. James took her hand and kissed the knots to his lips.

  - Do you want to walk on the beach?

  She agreed. Soon they went out together, hand in hand, the sunset was happening. Gisele looked at James's profile, serious but serene and that passed to him. She stopped, taking off her sandal, the Baron took it from her hand as they reached the point where the ocean waves broke, wetting their feet.

  - What is your favorite color? James asked suddenly, Gisele thought.

  - Red ... - She didn't hesitate and got an amused look from the Baron.

  - I remember wearing red when I wanted to drown in the drink when we met!

  Gisele laughed remembering that day, it seemed so distant, now it was as if she had known James for many years and that event was just a fog in her memory.

  - And you wore white ... In fact you wanted to drown me too!

  The Baron fell into an easy laugh embracing her as he turned her in his arms, kissed her neck, causing Gisele to burst out laughing, enveloping her shoulders.

  - Sorry, honey ... You know how to provoke the devil in me!

  He said laughing and laying on the floor, still hugging her, looking for her lips with a soft and loving kiss. Gisele accepted, placing her hand in his hair, bringing him to her. That side of the Baron of Blackcastle was touching him very strongly.

  - Ah James, let's go home ... - He laughed.

  - For what?

  The Baron provoked. Gisele slid her hands over his face, caressing her, while she bit her lower lip and teasing with her tongue. She felt the Baron's steady hands on her waist. Gisele pulled away enough to meet the man's blue eyes.

  - I want you to be a loving depraved to me ... - He said in a whisper.

  - Ah Gisele, you really sting the devil inside me!

  She smiled very satisfied, because she loved to know, her heart leapt the hungry expression that the Baron assumed.

  - I like...

  James hugged her, letting her feel the volume of his desire, while his hands tightened on her possessively.

  - My naughty! - He smiled. - Let's go home now, I promise to be very depraved!

  Gisele laughed as she was picked up, very anxious to get to that house.

  £££

  When Gisele felt the first rays of sunlight on her face, she smiled, she liked the mornings, although this time she felt extremely lazy, but also happy and sated, thanks to the delicious antics that a Baron gave her. She reached across the bed, but found only an empty space, opened her eyes to confirm that she was alone, there was no sign of James except the clean, woody smell left on the pillow. Sitting on the bed, holding the sheet against him, covering his nakedness, frowning when he observed the room and did not find it. He decided to leave, wearing a silk robe, one of the very elegant items he received in his suitcase, which he bet was Blackcastle's butler who sent him.

  She left the room in search of the man, followed the house, but saw no sign of James in any of the rooms. A certain urgency arose in his chest, he felt his heart speed up and his hands cool, he swallowed hard trying to control himself, there was no reason to panic. But what if something had happened to him? No, she thought, that was impossible. With that purely instinctive, unreasonable feeling, she walked faster until she reached the French glass doors.

  It didn't take a minute for her eyes to locate the slender, tall, blond figure rising from the water. Gisele let out a breath that she didn't even know she was holding, if she caught herself with a crooked smile it was stamped on her face, inexplicably don't leave it. He watched James walk towards him, running his hands through his hair, removing the excess water, he had already seen her and smiled, while she did the same
while admiring his manly body. The torso carved in firm muscles, bathed in the sun, made him look like a Greek God walking on earth.

  - My pretty! - He screamed.

  His smile even wider as he approached. Gisele was incredulous with herself when she felt her face flush.

  - Jumped out of bed for a sea bath and didn't even call me?

  James reached out, wetting her when he hugged her, she didn't care, she gladly accepted sliding her arms around his neck and offered her lips to win a kiss, which already started hungry. He groaned at the contact of his tongue with hers, deepening his attack, nibbling at her as he pulled away just enough to meet her eyes.

  - I didn't want to wake you up after having tired you so much that night!

  She smiled and the pieces of heart that James thought she had tightened. Gisele was a very sinful angel with green eyes that fascinated him every second. This was no ordinary woman, her natural beauty was rare, but there was something else, something he could not explain, but he felt that it was made to be all his own, the problem that was not.

  - In fact you were demanding, but I cannot deny my enthusiasm ...

  - My little devil!

  The Baron kissed her again, this time, more restrained, but no less intense. When he walked away he was smiling again, and she realized it was very easy to get used to that side of him.

  - I have a surprise!

  - Another one? - Gisele asked.

  - Of course ... - He said with pure satisfaction. - I'll change these wet shorts and I want you to put on a bikini, after I tell you what it is!

  "James ..." She narrowed her eyes.

  - Relax, I think you'll love it, I stayed awake thinking about what I could do to make our day perfect ... - He shrugged. - At least I hope it is!

  That look of his made Gisele feel "things" that left her aimless, so she kissed him, leaving his arms giving a calculated smile and trying to impose some distance.

  - Let's see then, Baron!