Lorenzo: BWWM Romance (Members From Money Book 12)

by Katie Dowe

  “We are not exclusive Janice, so you can do whatever you want,” he said, turning away from her.

  “Are you seeing someone else?” she had asked him quietly.

  “What?” He turned to look at her then.

  “You heard the question David, so answer it.”

  “I am not but maybe you should be, I cannot give you what you want.”

  She stood there looking at him in silence, and for the first time since she had been with him she wondered if he was right. She had been trying and he was not even giving her the courtesy of meeting her part way.

  “Maybe you are right,” she forced herself to say coolly and was intensely satisfied to see his look of confusion. She had thrown him for a curve and he had not expected it.

  “Well yes.” He turned away to put on the rest of the clothes. “I hope you have a very enjoyable time.”

  “One thing before you leave,” she told him.

  “What is it?” His expression was unreadable and she could just feel him hiding his emotions.

  She went up to him and unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants.

  “What are you doing?” he asked in panic.

  “Something to remember me by,” she murmured and went down on her knees in front of him. She took out his penis and closed her mouth over it, her tongue swirling around the tip of it. She felt his body shudder and his breath hitched. She pulled him inside her mouth, her head moving up and down his shaft, her saliva leaving marks on him. His body moved as she increased the pace of her mouth and he felt as if he was going to burst. He tried to get her to stop for him to enter her vaginally, but she would not stop and instead used one of her hands to squeeze his testicles gently. That was what did it for him! With a hoarse cry, he emptied himself inside her mouth, his body bucking uncontrollably, his cries echoing inside the room! She swallowed him and kept swallowing until she had licked him clean, her tongue lingering on the tip of him and it was only then that she stood up.

  He stared at her wordlessly, his body still shaking and weak. She put her hands around his neck and took his lips with hers, plunging her tongue inside his mouth, her hands sifting through his dark hair.

  She pulled out of his arms suddenly. “Goodbye David, I have to go and find a date to attend the wedding.”

  He stood there staring at her as if he could not believe she had just said that.

  With a nod, he turned on his heels and left. Janice sank down on the bed, her body trembling. She had hated to do that, but she felt it was time she took a stand where he was concerned or he was going to continue taking her love for granted.

  She reached for her phone. “Dad, I need a date for a wedding tomorrow.”

  “Of course, darling. What time and where?”

  *****

  David paced the length of his home office, his brows furrowed and his hands clenched. He had woken up this morning with a splitting headache because he had not slept for most of the night. He was the one who told her that she should find someone else to take to the wedding and that they were not exclusive, so why was he feeling like crap and why did the jealousy inside him was threatening to consume him? He had tried to get her off his mind by getting some work done but that had not worked.

  He had not eaten because he did not feel like eating and was sitting at his desk staring at nothing in particular.

  There was a soft knock on the door and his mother came in bearing a tray with coffee and toast and orange juice. He stared at the clock and realized that it was almost nine-thirty. “I did not see you come down so I was wondering if you were okay.”

  “Thanks, Mother, I just did not feel hungry,” he said, getting up and coming around to take the tray from her.

  “Want to talk about it?” she asked him casually, taking a seat in front of his desk.

  He hesitated a moment and then with a sigh he sat back down. “She asked me to attend a wedding with her and I told her to get someone else to take her.”

  “Oh David.” His mother shook her head. “How do you feel about her?”

  “I don’t know.” He tunneled his fingers through his dark hair. “She confuses me and when she told me that she was going to find someone to take her, I wanted to forbid her to do so. I don’t know what is happening to me, I cannot think straight when I am around her.”

  Julia hid a smile; her poor son. “You don’t think you might be falling in love with her?”

  David stared at her, a frown on his brow. “I can’t fall in love with her, Mother. She was talking about marriage and children and I wanted to run, I am not ready for that yet.”

  “The signs are all there, David,” Julia told him soberly. “How do you feel when you are not with her?”

  “I miss her,” he said without hesitation. “I did not sleep very well last night.”

  “There you go.” His mother said to him. “I think you might be in love.”

  *****

  “Not that I am not happy to be escorting such a beautiful woman to a wedding of all places, but how is it my very beautiful daughter does not have a date for the occasion?” Richard Langley asked his daughter as soon as he pulled up outside the church. She had driven her own car, knowing that her father probably had somewhere to be right after and she was planning to go and visit with Leah and Candace as soon as she left the church.

  “My date stood me up,” she told him lightly, automatically adjusting his black bow tie as he leaned in to kiss her cheek. She was wearing a figure hugging floral dress and her hair was caught up in a neat chignon at the nape of her neck. The dress had a plunging neckline and she had put on a silver chain with a diamond pendant that nestled between her generous breasts

  “Is he an idiot?” her father demanded, pulling her hand in his arm as they made their way inside. “Want me to straighten him out for you?”

  “That’s sweet, Dad,” she told him dryly. “But considering that you are not able to straighten out your own life then I would have to say absolutely not.”

  “Ouch baby girl, that hurts a little bit,” he told her with an irrepressible smile.

  “How is everything with Charlene anyway?” she asked him. They made their way to a seat at the back. The church had filled up with people and she could see Maggie sitting beside her husband and Jake had a date in tow.

  “I told her I wanted to talk to her and she has been avoiding me,” he muttered in an undertone.

  “Do you blame her?”

  “Not at all,” he said with a shake of his head. “I am in a very confused state of mind myself. I want to ask your mother to marry me again because I find that I am still in love with her and yet I have the feeling that she has gotten used to her freedom and does not want that anymore.”

  “How the tables have turned,” she told him teasingly, reaching over to squeeze his hand. “We are quite a pair, aren’t we? I am in love with a man who is so eaten up with guilt about not loving his dead wife and you are in love with a woman you left for a woman you cannot stand now.”

  “You are with someone?” He looked at her sharply. “How come we have not met him to find out if he is good enough to be dating our little girl?”

  “I am a big girl now, Dad,” she told him dryly. “And you have not met him for the very reason that the relationship is tentative and I am giving it time.”

  “Who is he?”

  “I am not telling you yet until we sort ourselves out,” she told him firmly. “Now let’s enjoy the ceremony,” she told him, standing as the wedding march came on and the bride made her appearance.

  “We are not finished,” he warned her.

  *****

  “How are you?” Janice asked as soon as Leah opened the door. The swelling had gone down and she almost looked like her old self again. She had come straight there from the wedding which had finished at a quarter past three.

  “Very well considering I saw Lance twice at work but he never approached me.” Leah led the way into the cozy kitchen where she and Candace were preparing the s
imple meal of curried shrimp and salad and mashed potatoes. Candace waved at her as she sliced tomatoes for the salad. “He has been calling my phone but I am not taking his calls.”

  “I told her to change her number,” Candace spoke up.

  “I am not going to change my number,” Leah said firmly as she opened the bottle of wine and poured the red wine into three glasses, passing one to each girl. “I am not upending my life for a man.”

  “How was the wedding?” Candace asked Janice, admiring the simple stylish dress she had on.

  “Lovely. The bride was truly beautiful. I went with my dad,” she said, sipping her wine.

  “I thought you were going with David,” Leah said looking at her quizzically.

  “He told me to take someone else,” she said with a grimace. “But don’t worry, I have a plan to make him realize that there was no way he can be without me, you just wait.”

  *****

  She was not answering her phone and he knew she was doing it deliberately. But what if she wasn’t, a little voice inside his head asked him. What if she was actually with someone else? She had called him her man and he had felt a quiver go through him at the words. He could not concentrate on what he was doing. He was supposed to be checking the new shipment coming in and preparing some documents for a board meeting. He also had a meeting with the sales department to strategize on plans for the summer clearance sale but he could not get his head on straight. She had come into his life and turned it inside out. He glanced at the clock on his desk and saw that it was after five. He had been calling her since three o’clock, and she had not answered her phone.

  With an impatient movement, he went into the bedroom and pulled on some clothes and headed out; he had to see her.

  *****

  Janice saw him on the porch when she got home. It was after six and she had told her friends that she was heading home. She had turned off her phone deliberately and when she turned it back on she had seen the number of missed calls from him. Good, she thought in satisfaction, now he would realize that he could not treat her as he wanted to and get away with it.

  He stood up as she came up the steps. “Where were you?” His expression was furious.

  “I was at the wedding I invited you to, remember?” she asked him mildly, opening the door with the keys she had fished out of her small clutch.

  “I called you several times.” He came in behind her and slammed the door shut. “Who were you with?”

  She turned to look at him and realized that his fists were clenched at his sides. “You were the one who told me to go with someone else, David. Don’t you remember?”

  She almost relented when she saw the expression on his handsome face. He was wearing a white t-shirt and faded denims and he looked as sexy as hell! His hair was tousled and quite unlike his usual neat look and his face was etched in misery.

  “Who was he?” he asked her softly, reaching out to pull her forcibly into his arms. “If you let him touch you-” he broke off and took her lips with his with bruising force, his arms tight around her.

  Janice returned the kiss, her arms going around his neck. He picked her up and carried her into the bedroom where he laid her on the bed and knelt there looking down at her, his breathing labored. “What have you done to me?” he asked her achingly, peeling off her dress to reveal that she was not wearing a bra. He bent his head and started sucking her nipple, pulling it inside his mouth. Janice arched her body against his, her hands gripping his dark head.

  He left her nipple and peeled off the dress and her blue silk panties, his hands wandering down her body. “Please tell me he did not touch you,” his voice was tortured and she knew she could not continue to let him suffer. She went on her elbows and captured his face in her hands.

  “I went with my dad, baby,” she whispered. “I would never do that to you.”

  With a whimper, he gathered her up against him and buried his head into her neck breathing in her exotic scent. Then he started kissing her all over her body, not stopping until he was thrusting inside her with his tongue, her cries echoing around the room as he brought her to an overwhelming release!

  *****

  He did not leave for the night. He spent the time exploring her body restlessly as if he could not get enough of her, he brought her to ecstasy over and over again and Janice was in a constant state of arousal, her skin flushed with heat.

  “We need to talk,” she told him. They had just finished making love for the third time and she was exhausted and still aroused and she could not believe it.

  “Let’s not.” He took her lips with his softly, pushing his tongue inside her mouth. He was still inside her and she felt him moving within her. She tore her mouth away from his with firm resolve.

  “David,” she said gently, holding his face still with her hands.

  “Don’t ask me how I feel about you, Janice,” he told her with a sigh. “I am in a state of confusion about what I am feeling. All I know is that I don’t want to be without you and I cannot bear the thought of another man touching you,” he said bleakly.

  “That’s a start,” she told him gently. “Would you like something to eat?” she asked him, glancing at the clock. It was after midnight but she was starving.

  “That’s it?” He looked down at her.

  “You were expecting more?” she asked him mildly, biting down gently on his bottom lip causing his body to shudder against hers.

  “I was,” he informed her, capturing her lips with his in a brief kiss. “And yes, I would like something to eat.”

  He came into the kitchen with her and watched as she deftly made huge turkey sandwiches and they ate them and drank some fruit juice from the bottle. He pulled her onto his lap and they ate like that completely naked with him nibbling at her neck in between. He spent the night wrapped up in her arms, his dark head buried between her breasts, his breath on her skin.

  *****

  “Who is this mystery man your father told me you were seeing?” her mother called her while she was at work on Monday. She was busy getting together some arrangements for a funeral that was happening that afternoon. Maggie had gone out with Jake to make some deliveries and the store had been busy since she had come in at eight. On top of that, she had not gotten enough sleep and her eyes were fighting to stay open. She had drunk gallons of coffee, but she was still not feeling energized. David had left at seven to go home to get ready to go to the office, but they had showered together and he had made love to her standing against the tiles, her legs wrapped around his waist and him thrusting inside her urgently. If they continued that way, they were going to kill each other.

  “Hi Mom, and how are you? I am fine, by the way,” she said mockingly.

  “Cut it out honey,” she said in irritation. “Your father told me you are in love with some guy who lost his wife or something like that. Is he someone suitable? How old is he by the way?”

  “Mom, I am busy at work so I will talk to you later. David is twenty-seven years old and more than suitable,” she said, ready to end the conversation.

  “Oh, so when are we going to meet him?”

  “Not right now, Mom, and I already told that to dad.” She clipped off a dead leaf off the hydrangea and arranged it skillfully in the rest of the bouquet. “Love you, Mom, and bye.” She hung up before her mother could say anything else.

  Her phone rang again as she was ringing up a customer. She looked at the caller ID and noticed that it was David. “Hi,” she answered softly.

  “Hi,” he said quietly. “How are you?”

  “Tired,” she admitted ruefully. The customer had gone and she was alone in the store at the moment.

  “What do you want to do later?” he asked her.

  Her eyebrows lifted. Usually she was the one asking him. “How about a movie?”

  “Okay,” he paused. “You choose, I don’t know much about movies.”

  “No problem, I am an expert,” she told him with a laugh.

  “I
miss you,” he said suddenly. “I wanted to turn back when I was on my way to the office and be with you.”

  Janice found herself trembling at his admission. It was the first time he had ever revealed his true feelings to her and she found it had a powerful effect on her.

  “Oh David,” she breathed, her skin getting hot.

  “I cannot wait to see you.”

  “Me neither,” she murmured.

  He hung up after that and she sat there with her heart beating hard and her skin hot to the touch. He had not said the words, but she knew he had fallen in love with her!

  *****

  David sat back in his chair, a smile curving his lips. He had told her and he had not felt as if it had been dragged from him. He missed her and he found that he wanted to be with her every single minute of the day. He did not know if it was love, but it was very close to it.

  Chapter 9

  Charlene made her plans carefully. At first she had thought about telling him that she was pregnant, but the time had already passed for that to be credible and besides he had always been careful to use a rubber. So that was out of the question. She had found out he had gone back to his ex-wife, the same woman he had told her he was never going back to. She was left feeling absolutely humiliated with people at the salon asking her when the wedding would be. She had always considered herself to be a good girl, she had even attended Sunday school when she was a child and had stuck to the rules most of the time. She remembered one time in her teenage years when she and some friends had gone to the mall to browse and they had snuck some make-up into their backpacks and had encouraged her to do so as well, but she had refused and had walked out of the store with her head held high. It did not matter that they had not hung out with her again; she had chosen honesty over shady friends and that had made her feel good.

  She had gone out with a series of losers because she had been looking for a good man to settle down with and have children, but it had not happened until she had met Richard Langley. She had hesitated a little because he had been married at the time and she remembered her mother telling her that married men were curses straight from God and it would not do to be a home wrecker but she had consoled herself into thinking that the marriage was over before she had met him so she was not at fault. She had been led to believe that he was over his ex wife because the years had passed and she had gotten confident. Now she was stuck with an engagement ring and the man had gone back to his wife. He had called her and said he needed to talk to her, but she had not returned the calls, fearing the inevitable, and she had not gone back to his daughter as that had not turned out too well.