by Stacey Pond
Gianni left him on the floor as he walked over, picked up Cassie’s gun and shoved it into the back of his pants. The other two guards rushed in. Each one grabbed Cassie or Frankie as they waited for the police to show up. They were taken downstairs while Gianni and Kenzie caught their breaths.
“It’s over,” Kenzie said finally as she wiped her cheek. “It’s really over.”
They made their way downstairs among a crowd of people. Gianni agreed to make a statement at the station. It was only then that she noticed blood on his arm. She pushed his sleeve up quickly.
“It’s just a graze, I’m okay. Your friend had really bad aim.”
They both laughed. It dissolved into a mess of her crying, laughing. Relief flooded her body. They followed the police to the station, gave their statements. As they left, she passed Cassie. Her eyes were cold.
“I still can’t believe she would do this to me. If she had asked, I would have helped her.”
“You can’t help those who don’t want to be saved.”
“Still, I kind of feel like it is my fault. I mean, I was only thinking about me. None of this might have happened if I’d just paid her a little more attention.”
Gianni gripped her arms. “Kenzie, listen to me. There is nothing you could have done to change things. If she was having trouble, she should have said something to you. It’s as simple as that. The fact is, she didn’t want help. She wanted to feel sorry for herself. She wanted to make someone hurt. Her misery doesn’t excuse behavior.”
Kenzie nodded, tears brimming on her eyes again. He took her against him, hugged her until she’d stopped crying. His hand stroked her back, as she held onto him. She was sad to see the end of their friendship, but that still didn’t stop the feeling of relief that flooded her body. She was free.
She already knew her picture would be all over the papers and the TV the next day. Part of her wanted to retreat to the little house, but the other part of her didn’t want to go. They rented a room on the beach. The other guards left after she’d thanked them. Kenzie made sure to give all of them bonuses. It was almost sad to see them go. Still, it was a relief to feel like a regular person again.
She and Gianni settled into the room. First, she made him let her clean his cut. After that was finished, she ran them a bath in a huge tub. The water was almost steamy when she shed her clothes and slipped in. They ordered up a bottle of champagne, toasted their success.
“I have to say, it was kind of a turn on seeing you fight like that,” Gianni said after they’d downed their first glasses.
“Maybe I’ll go into your line of work,” she said with a grin.
He laughed. “Really?” He said as he moved closer. “I might like seeing you be a bad ass.”
Kenzie giggled, her mouth close to his. “I’m already a bad ass.”
“That’s my girl.”
They kissed, their mouths sliding against each other’s slowly before they picked up speed. Gianni’s mouth captured hers. The adrenaline hadn’t yet left their bodies. It made him even bolder. His tongue slipped into her mouth and ran over her tongue with ferocious strength that made her knees shake. His hands gripped her slick, naked body beneath the water, his fingers searching every inch of her curves.
Water sloshed over the sides of the tub as they kissed each other passionately. Her fingers went to the back of his neck, dug into his skin as she slipped onto his lap. She could feel his throbbing erection pressed against her pussy. He began to grind against her. It was enough to drive her mad. She wasn’t going to let him have all of the control this time.
“Sit on the side of the tub,” she said, her voice heavy.
Gianni raised a curious eyebrow, but he did what he was told. She moved between his thighs. Her fingers trailed over his skin as she looked up at him. She watched his stomach clench in nervous anticipation, it made her smile to see him on the receiving end this time. Her thin fingers traveled the length of his cock slowly.
“Don’t tease me,” he said.
“Say please,” she teased.
“Please, don’t tease me baby.”
Electricity shot through her body, she felt her pussy clench tightly. Kenzie tilted her head and dragged her tongue over his balls. She sucked them into her mouth gently, teasing them with her tongue before she let them go. Her mouth wrapped around his hardened cock. She sucked him down to the base, sat there for a moment letting him twitch and throb within the hot, wet confines of her mouth.
Kenzie let her mouth slide over his shaft. The deep moans that slipped from his lips were encouragement to her eager mouth. She twisted her head, let the wet, sucking sounds pour out unbridled. His hands were gripping the edge of the tub, fingers digging into the linoleum. She could feel his hips bucking, his cock driving into her throat. She moaned around him, the vibrations making him shiver as he looked down at her.
Kenzie slipped her mouth off of his cock, let her tongue swirl over his flesh. Her lips wrapped around the head of his cock, sucking until he was panting. She could see the tenseness in his stomach muscles, knew that he would explode in her mouth soon if she kept it up. She brought him to the edge, then removed her lips from his cock slowly.
Gianni looked at her in surprise as she grinned. “Okay, I see what this is. My turn,” he said.
Kenzie squealed as he slipped into the water. He gripped her hair, pushed her up against the edge of the tub. His fingers slid against her already wet slit before he pressed two fingers inside of her. Gianni didn’t go easy on her as he pounded her pussy with his thick fingers. She squirmed, and, cried out as he thrust into her. She could feel her orgasm coming, her pussy clenching around his desperate fingers. He stopped.
A little growl of frustration ripped from her throat as he laughed. She turned to him, but he pushed her back around, her breasts pressing up against the side of the tub. Kenzie felt his arms reach around her body and grip her breasts. She moaned as his fingers twisted, pulled on her nipples. The sensation made her drop her hand down the front of her body, her fingers pushing her pussy lips apart to stroke on her clit. His cock pressed against her ass, his teasing thrusts rubbing over her skin. She found herself grinding back, wanting him to fill her.
Gianni couldn’t take the teasing anymore. He rubbed the head of his cock against her opening. She held her breath in anticipation of the moment he slid inside of her, there was nothing like it. Gianni seemed to know this, took his time building up both of their tension before he pushed himself inside of her.
Kenzie cried out, her moan traveling from the tips of her toes as they curled beneath the water. His hands gripped her hips as he thrust inside of her deeper. She felt his hands travel up her back before he grabbed a hold of her shoulders pulling himself fully inside of her. Her fingers gripped the tub so tightly she was slightly surprised she hadn’t broken through it. His thrusting picked up speed, water spilling over the side of the tub as she met his every thrust with her hips pushed back.
Gianni became frustrated with the water. He slipped his cock out of her in one, swift movement making her gasp. As he stepped out of the tub, he took her hand, pulling her along with him. Kenzie was picked up into his strong arms, her ass placed on the marble of the long sink. He yanked her hips towards him making her fall back on her elbows. He sank into her pussy once more, the warmth and wetness enough to almost make him explode at that moment.
Gianni hooked his arms beneath her knees, pressed her legs back so that she was fully exposed to his cock and his gaze. She reveled in the attention he gave her body. His hips swayed, his cock hitting every angle within her until she was closing her eyes, feeling that sensation building within her belly. As if he’d read her mind, he sped up his thrusting, pushing into her until she was moaning with every movement.
Kenzie opened her eyes as he leaned down close to her. His lips brushed over hers before he captured her mouth in greedy desperation. She moaned as she wrapped an arm around his neck, pulled herself in close as she b
egan to roll her hips, meeting his thrusts.
They held on to each other tight, their lips locked together as they felt the building of their orgasms. Both of them cried out as it overtook them suddenly. Kenzie felt Gianni’s cum shoot into her insides. It made her moan more as she rode her orgasm out. Finally, they tried to catch their breaths as they gazed at each other. Both of them began to smile.
They gave up on the bath, it only led to trouble and opted to take showers. When they stepped out, they wrapped up in thick robes, but didn’t bother getting dressed. They already knew it was just a matter of time before they were reaching for each other again. Clothes would just slow them down.
Room service was delivered. They took their plates to the bed, leaned against each other as they ate and talked. The TV remained turned off as she listened to Gianni talk about everything from sports to his family. She loved when he actually talked. Kenzie felt it was a sign that he was truly comfortable with her. It made her grin brightly. She felt her heart began to thud wildly.
Together, they polished off the rest of the bottle of champagne. Then ordered another one. Kenzie had never seen Gianni drunk before, but she didn’t regret it as halfway through the second bottle he started serenading her. She hadn't expected his voice to be so beautiful, even if he was being more silly than anything when he sang to her.
Kenzie leaned her head down as she sat on the chair. Her lips brushed over his. When she pulled back, she grinned at him.
“Gianni?”
“Yes, baby?”
“I love you.”
Kenzie felt the nervousness in the pit of her stomach grow after she said it. She hadn’t told anyone she loved them in years. Gianni smiled up at her, before he stood up. His fingers pushed through her hair before he tilted her face up to look at him.
Their lips met gently, the kiss the most tender that she’d ever felt in her life. She reached up, wrapped her arms around his neck. Gianni picked her up in his arms, carried her to the bed where he deposited her on the sheets. He climbed in next to her, brushed the skin of her cheek with his fingertips.
“I love you too.”
The end.
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If you liked this, you've love Stacey Pond's other book The Next Level. You can see what it's about and a preview below:
Description:
A one off story with no cliff hanger.
Through their work at an attorney firm, Chelsea and Matt have known each other for a while, and have been dating for the last 6 months.
Now Chelsea is ready to take things to the next level.
Marriage and kids are things they both want, and she's ready to make that commitment to her man.
But by Matt showing his commitment to her, is Chelsea letting herself in for more than she bargained for?
Soon discovering there's more to Matt than meets the eye, it seems committing herself to him will bring up complications that could actually threaten their future together.
Can they overcome obstetrical and surprises, both good and bad, to create the family they both so badly want?
Find out in this Saucy new romance story by Stacey Pond of BWWM Club (search us) and Saucy Romance Books.
Suitable for over 18s only due to smoking hot sex scenes between a billionaire male and sexy, sassy female.
Sample:
Chelsea pulled up to the restaurant just as the time flashed 7:00 on her dash. She pulled down the mirror. Her hair was pinned up for the night, an elegant necklace draped around her neck and a gold and diamond bracelet on her wrist. They were gifts from Matthew, along with the dress. She was in love with it. It was short, pearl colored pink and looked soft and delicate against her skin. The shoes were a gift too, a matching pair of pearl pink heels. Matthew had planned every single detail. On her bed there had been a note: Get dressed, look amazing (as always) meet me at La Blue.
She reapplied a layer of lipstick, smacked her lips together then took a deep breath. There was no way she could be totally sure, but she had that nervous feeling she sometimes got in her gut. She and Matthew had been dating for six months now. What had started as an office rivalry had quickly turned into a passionate romance. Sangi swore this was the night he was going to propose. Excitement tore through her, quickly followed by the nervous knot in her stomach. She forced herself to step out of the car and onto the pavement.
Her tall heels clicked against the concrete loudly. She gripped her small, white clutch a little harder and took her time walking into the restaurant. La Blue was one of Chelsea’s favorites. It was a small french restaurant with excellent cuisine and a relaxed atmosphere. It was a Saturday night however and the place was packed. She walked up to the small brown podium and spoke to a man wearing a white shirt under a dark blue vest.
“Rawlins, Matthew?” She asked as if she’d suddenly forgotten who he was.
“Ah yes, follow me.”
Chelsea made her way through a group of standing people waiting on a table and through the restaurant. Matthew was sitting at a small table in the middle of the restaurant. His black suit and red tie all the more appealing as he stood when she approached. She knew what was under that suit. A hard body, all muscle and tanned skin she loved to lay against. She smiled wider at the thought.
He pulled out her chair and she sat down. There was a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Three little candles floated in a wide, glass bowl giving the table a little more illumination. The dark blue tablecloth brushed against her legs. Matthew looked stunning, his deep blue eyes captivating hers. He flashed a smile at her and she felt her knees go weak. Thank God she was already sitting.
“You look beautiful, babe,” he said with his eyes still glued on her.
Chelsea couldn’t help but to feel heat rising up through her body. “Thank you. You look really good too.”
When the food arrived, Chelsea barely tasted it. She knew the food was good, but she was too nervous to enjoy it. The nervous energy must have been coming off of her in waves, because halfway through dinner Matthew gripped her hand and didn’t let go. Just as they were finishing dinner, she began to think she’d been wrong. He wasn’t going to propose. That made her both disappointed and slightly relieved. There was some small part of her that was so nervous about the possibility of getting married. That’s when it happened.
Matthew stood up and she thought he was leaving the restaurant. When she stood up however, he dropped down to one knee. It was swift, effortless. His hand reached into his pocket and came back out with a baby blue box. He popped the lid open and Chelsea covered her mouth in shock.
“I knew you’d been waiting for it all night. So, I kind of had to make you wait a little longer. I wanted it to be a surprise,” he said with a grin.
Chelsea felt tears forming in her eyes, her vision was getting a little blurry. “You jerk.”
“Chelsea Ayers, I have fallen in love with you in a way I didn’t even think was possible. I want to spend the rest of my life with you. Will you marry me?”
Her voice wouldn’t w
ork. The words caught in her throat as tears ran down her face. She nodded, hard. He stood up quickly. Holding her hand he slipped the ring onto her finger. The restaurant burst out into applause and sounds of congratulations as he hugged and then kissed her.
“So, was that a yes?”
“Yes, definitely yes.”
*****
Six months later.
Chelsea rolled over in the sheets and groaned. Her fingers reached out for Matthew, but came up short. She raised herself up on one elbow and peered around the room through narrowed eyes. He was gone. She sighed and buried herself back into the sheets. She procrastinated for another five minutes before she slipped out of bed and headed for the bathroom. Sunlight streamed through the curtains, the floor was warm against her feet. She turned on the shower watching the clouds of hot steam rise. Turning slightly, she saw a note halfway tucked beneath the yellow soap dish. She pulled it out gently.
Good morning, babe. I had to leave early to work on the Donovan case. You take care of yourself and have fun planning the wedding. I love you.
It was signed with a little smiley face and Matt scribbled hurriedly on the bottom. Chelsea grinned. As much as she loved the fact that she was getting married, she also couldn’t be more stressed out. The cake, caterers, wedding hall, dresses, everything was on her now. On top of that there was still the fact that she still hadn’t met Matthew’s mother. The woman was on a safari in Africa and wouldn’t be back until the next month or two. It was concerning, but also a relief for Chelsea that she didn’t have to meet the woman just yet.
She shed the white button up she was wearing, reached out a hand to test the water and slipped inside. The water hit her smooth, brown skin making her moan slightly. It was going to be a long day. Just for that moment, she wanted to enjoy the feel of the water sliding against her skin. She took her time washing her body, thinking about the wedding, relaxing. When the water decided it’d had more than enough and turned chilly, she stepped out and wrapped herself in a thick, green towel.
