Inserting another finger into her wet core, he felt her tighten around him. Her release was powerful and she was clenching his fingers tighter with each new wave that overtook her. Her moans and cries filled the room.
As her body settled, Jordan reached for the foil packet and quickly sheathed himself. When he joined her again, he knew his control was tested more than he thought. He didn’t want to hurt her. Brushing the hair from her face he said, “Gianna, do you know how badly I need you?” Unable to speak, she nodded her response. “I want to take it slow, but…but damn, you’re driving me crazy.”
Gianna pleaded, “Jordan, please, I need to feel you inside me.”
He knew he needed to hold back, go slow. But every cell in his body was crying out to take her hard and fast. Jordan took his time, and first stroked her with the head of his cock. Then entering her slowly he let her adjust to him. She was so wet, but also so fucking tight. He met her eyes and said, “I don’t want to hurt you.”
“You won’t,” she said, opening wider for him.
He began moving, thrusting in and out, deeper each time, his rhythm slowly increasing. The deeper he went, the more she arched to meet him. It was getting almost impossible for him to hold back. It felt so fucking amazing with her wrapped around his cock. But he wanted to bring her to a place she’d never been before.
As he entered her wildly, in and out, deeply thrusting, his own body was climbing higher. Now his breathing was coming in gasps that matched hers. He adjusted himself slightly and instantly he could tell he was hitting her sweet spot and driving her wild.
Her nails dug into him just before she cried in ecstasy as another orgasm shook her. He could feel her core clench tightly around him, causing his own release. “Fuck!” he groaned trying to hold back, but he couldn’t and in one last thrust, he exploded in her.
For the first time in his life he collapsed, totally spent, gasping for air. What the fuck did you do to me, Gianna?
Was it seconds, minutes or hours that they laid there trying to catch their breath?
Gianna broke the silence. “I never knew it could be like that.”
“Neither did I.” Jordan was equally shocked by what they just shared. Sex wasn’t something new to him. Hell, over the years, he’d had a lot. Not something he was proud of. But this was unlike anything he had experienced. Could he explain it? No. Did he know what tomorrow would bring? Once again, no. The only thing he was sure of, he would never have enough of her.
As she rolled over and laid her head on his chest she said, “I’m so glad you won.”
He arched his brow and said, “Won?”
Gianna raised herself to rest on an elbow and looked down at him. “The competition. But I have to tell you, I think it was rigged.”
“Wait, are you telling me that I wasn’t the sexiest cowboy there?” he asked.
“Oh you definitely were, but I have a feeling it wouldn’t have matter if you were wearing a tuxedo instead. Those two ladies were definitely plotting.”
Jordan smiled. “I like them even more now,” he said as he wrapped an arm around Gianna and pulled her back down to him. “Now, how many more condoms did you say you have?”
“Plenty to keep us awake all night,” she laughed.
He couldn’t resist and said, “Yee-haw.”
10
Gianna found it very hard not to look at Jordan but every time she did, she smiled. This was supposed to be a business meeting. No flirting was permitted. It wasn’t as though his brothers didn’t know they were involved, but there was a lot riding on this.
Pressing the button she flipped slides on her presentation. “As you can see, Today & Tomorrow does have the staffing capabilities to meet a variety of your business needs.”
Charles nodded and said, “Rosslyn can’t say enough about you. The temporary staff utilized by Grayson Corp has proven to be invaluable to her. Since we are pretty much in the same line of business, how will you prioritize Lawson Steel?”
This was where it became complicated. Normally one client didn’t have all the details from another. She had no simple answer, and when she looked around the table, she saw Jordan smiling. He was enjoying her being under the spotlight.
Gianna turned back to Charles and in a serious tone said, “I would suggest you and Rosslyn flip a coin for it.”
Charles looked surprised, and then the entire room burst out in laughter. He said, “I like that better than what Rosslyn said.”
“Whatever it is, I’m sure she meant it,” Dylan teased.
“No doubt about that. She’s the sweetest and toughest woman I’ve ever met,” Charles declared.
“I don’t know. My wife isn’t a push over either,” Gareth stated.
“Nor is mine,” Ethan added.
Dylan and Seth added their wives into the mix. She was enjoying their banter until they all turned to Jordan who was sitting there quietly.
“Hey, this is a business meeting. Or have you all forgotten?” Jordan stated.
Gianna chuckled softly as they all gave him shit for using that line on them. Eventually she regained their attention and the meeting was over. When she got up to leave she said, “I look forward to hearing from you regarding your decision.”
“I don’t see why we need to wait. Let’s vote now?” Jordan suggested.
She shot him a warning look. Earlier that morning she’d reminded him of his promise. Gianna wanted to earn this on her own merit. Now Jordan was pressuring them, and worse, it was happening in front of her.
“Please, take your time. You know how to reach me,” she stated.
Charles said, “I agree with Jordan. No point in delaying it. You have my vote.”
One by one, they all provided theirs as well. Jordan said, “Great. Seth, why don’t you draw up the contract and I’ll take this beautiful woman out for dinner to celebrate?”
“Jordan, you know I’m can’t do that. I’m going back to the office.”
“It’s four o’clock. What are you really going to get done now?” he asked.
Gianna smiled and said, “I don’t know if you heard, but I just took a large client on and I want to make sure my staff is ready to meet their needs.”
Jordan sat down. “Can I change my vote,” he said jokingly.
Seth laughed. “I like her more and more.”
The meeting broke up and Jordan walked her down to the lobby. “I hope you’re not angry with me.”
She turned to him and said, “Jordan, I told you I take my business very seriously. But no, I’m not angry. Your family dynamic is wonderful, but I know they wouldn’t have hired me if they didn’t believe I could do the job.”
“Good, because you really are the best person for this job.”
She stepped closer and whisper, “You seem to think I’m the best at a few things.”
Jordan’s eyes became dark and he said, “Keep it up and we’ll be celebrating with dessert first.”
“I’ll look forward to it. But I really need to get back to the office. I should be home around seven. Will you be…coming by?”
“So you don’t want to go out?”
She shook her head. “Do you know what we haven’t had in a while?”
He laughed. “Gianna, we just had that this morning,” he teased.
“I was talking about a Hawaiian pizza.”
“That sounds good too.” He kissed her briefly and said, “I’ll see you at seven.”
Gianna didn’t waste any time as she rushed back to the office to finish everything she could. She’d hoped the presentation would be effective, but at no point did she think they’d vote immediately. That meant she needed to make sure people were still ready and available to start soon.
Thankfully each person she contacted was still interested. And when she told them who the client was, she could hear the excitement in their voices. Lawson Steel was the place everyone wanted to work. But she demanded a lot of her employees and she made that clear right up front.
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nbsp; She was just about to leave when there was a knocked on the door. It was after hours. Who would be coming by now? She could see through the glass doorway that it was a man holding an extraordinarily large bouquet of flowers.
Jordan, you didn’t have to.
She wasn’t one who like red roses, but maybe they didn’t have any yellow. Gianna unlocked the door and said, “Can I help you?”
“Ms. Ionnetty?”
“Yes.”
“Please sign here.” He handed her a clipboard. She signed and handed it back. “Have a good night.”
She brought them into her office and searched for a card. Maybe it had fallen in her reception area. She went and looked and couldn’t find it anywhere. Gianna was disappointed because she’d have liked to keep the card. After all, if they were from Jordan, they were special.
Gianna grabbed her phone and was about to call him but noticed it was almost seven. She needed to get home. Carrying the flowers right now would only slow her down. Besides, it would give her something to look at when she came in the office in the morning.
She grabbed her purse, locked up and luckily, snagged a taxi right away. This had been a great day, and since Jordan was coming over, it was going to end on a high note too. With any luck she’d have time for a quick shower before he arrived.
If not, we can always shower together.
Her apartment worked out fine for her, but the bathroom, well that was a bit small for two. Some things you suffered through because they were more fun than they were a problem.
Jordan was running a few minutes late, which worked out perfect. She was showered and ready when he arrived.
“Oh, that pizza smells delicious,” she said and took the box from him.
As she went to carry it into the kitchen, Jordan grabbed hold of her waist and asked, “Are you really that hungry?”
She was, but when she turned and looked into his eyes. Gianna placed it on the coffee table instead and said, “It’s just as good cold.”
She melted into him enjoying being in his arms again. Her mouth opened, and his delicious tongue instantly traced her lips and slid inside. His arms tightened around her and her breasts were now pressed firmly against his rock hard chest. She was glad she opted for a nightshirt and nothing more, so she could enjoy the heat radiating from him and she could feel his cock growing hard. It only excited her more knowing that he wanted this as much as she did.
Jordan reached for the edge of the nightshirt and slipped it up, his fingers teasing her the entire way. There was enough heat flowing through her already that she knew it’d only take one touch between her legs and he’d have her shuddering with delight.
Gianna tugged at him, guiding him to her bedroom. Then she pulled at his shirt, undid his belt and practically ripped his clothes off. Each time they touched, made love, it was more intense than the last.
She’d never in her life been so bold but with Jordan, she wanted him to know all of her, just like she enjoyed exploring and trying something knew with him. They were getting to a place where both could say what they liked and how they liked it. It only amplified their pleasure.
She ran her fingers up his bare chest. He was perfect. Every inch of him was tone and solid.
His voice husky and filled with need as he said. “If I don’t touch you soon, I’m going to lose my fucking mind.”
Gianna pulled off her nightshirt and tossed it across the room. Then she lifted one leg, placing her foot on the bed. “Then touch me.”
Jordan groaned and instantly his hand was between her legs, his fingers stroking and teasing her until her legs trembled.
Before her legs gave way, he swept her into his strong arms and laid her gently on the center of her bed. Gianna wanted him so badly, but Jordan wasn’t a selfish lover. He always made sure she was completely satisfied and she was happy to reciprocate like she had this morning. But Jordan’s mouth was already upon her, and she was on her way to the stars again, the fire within her center burning for release.
“Jordan,” she pleaded her voice barely a whisper now. You’re killing me. Her moans grew deeper as the need between her legs went from an ache to a strong pulsing need. She opened her legs further. “Please, Jordan, I need…”
This time Jordan didn’t deny her. Jordan’s right finger entered her again, as his left finger circled her clit. She cried out in pleasure. Faster and deeper, until her body jerked violently, and she lost herself in a powerful release.
“Yes! Jordan. Oh, yes!” Waves of pleasure flowed through her until she could barely catch her breath.
She heard him open the nightstand draw, then the foil packet. She needed him deep inside her. She wanted to wrap herself around him and give him the pleasure he’d just given her.
He slowly guided himself through her folds, then back to her clit. Her body, still so sensitive from her first climax that she quickly reignited for a second, quivering uncontrollable release. She cried out, “Jordan!”
As she released, Jordan plunged deep within her. Her body clenched tightly around him.
Again and again, he buried himself deep inside. She could feel the raw need as he was losing control. Fast and furious, he entered again and again.
“Gianna. I can’t—” he moaned deeply.
Her cries met with his deep growl as he released. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him in for one last deep thrust before he collapsed into her waiting arms.
Panting she said, “That…was…so much…better…than pizza.”
Jordan never thought they’d be sitting in a kitchen eating pizza naked in the middle of the night, but they were both starving, and it was better than eating in bed.
“I forgot to say thank you,” Gianna said.
“Oh, no. You thanked me at least twice tonight,” he teased.
“I mean for the flowers,” she said.
“Flowers?” he asked.
“The red roses.” She said and then asked, “You did send them to my office today didn’t you?”
“No. If I did, they’d have been yellow. Was there a card attached?” It was possible someone in his family had sent them. Could’ve even been Rosslyn if Charles had updated her. But he had a bad feeling about this. Marvin, are you fucking with her again? I thought you got the hint and gave up.
“No, I couldn’t find a card, but it’s possible it fell off in the delivery van.” She gave him a kiss and said, “I’m going to bed. Are you coming?”
“I’ll be there in a few minutes,” he said. He was tempted to follow her, but he needed a few minutes to think.
She didn’t seem overly concerned about where the flowers came from. He on the other hand was. But there was nothing he could do about it right now. He’d need some privacy to call Sal, who probably was asleep. So this would need to wait until morning. At least if it was Marvin, there was no way he was coming near Gianna while he was there.
Jordan almost wished Marvin would show up at her door. It’d give him a damn good reason to knock him on his ass. They might just be flowers, but Jordan didn’t want Marvin even saying her name. Sal had said Marvin left the city, but Jordan knew Marvin didn’t give up on anything he really wanted. Although Marvin was with a new woman every few months, even when married, Jordan knew that Gianna wasn’t just any woman. She was worth fighting for. The question was did Marvin think so too.
If he didn’t join her in the room soon, he knew she’d pick up on that something was wrong. So he put the dirty dishes in the sink and went to her room. When he got inside, she was lying there wide-awake waiting for him.
“I thought you were tired?” he said.
“I was. But after eating all those carbs, I got a second wind.”
He slipped in beneath the sheets and said, “I know a great workout routine for burning those calories.” Jordan pulled her close and kissed her.
There might be a lot on his mind, but at the moment, the only thing that mattered to him was Gianna. And as long as they were together, they could deal with
whatever tomorrow brought their way.
11
The continuous knocking on her door was driving Gianna crazy. She was trying to get ready for work. Jordan would’ve rung her cell phone if he’d forgotten something and Dolores had given up on Gianna joining her for a morning run.
She reached behind her and pulled the zipper up on her dress and headed to answer the door. If it was a salesperson, they were going to get a piece of her mind. Gianna almost opened the door, but then stopped and looked out the peephole. Mary-Lou?
Gianna quickly released the locks and opened the door. Mary-Lou rushed in, her eyes puffy and red.
“What’s the matter? What happened?” Gianna asked. She couldn’t ever recall her friend crying before.
“I lost my job,” she blurted.
Getting fired was serious, but not the end of the world. Mary-Lou would find another job. There had to be more to it than that. “Come on. Let’s sit down and you can tell me all about it.”
Once seated Mary-Lou said, “I was accused of stealing. I’ve never taken anything that didn’t belong to me.”
“You’ve been at The Beaver’s Tale since you got out of high school. How can they believe you’d do such a thing now?” she asked.
“It’s not just them. I’ve been charged with theft. I’m… I might…go to jail,” Mary-Lou said and began sobbing. “I didn’t…do…it.”
Arrested? Jail? Obviously this wasn’t like taking twenty bucks out of a cash register. “Mary-Lou, what did they say you did?”
“I started getting things delivered to my apartment over the past week. Things I never ordered. Each one said gift receipt but no information on who ordered it. I figured I had a secret admirer.”
“And do you?” Gianna asked.
Mary-Lou shook her head. “If so, the only thing he wants to do is ruin my life.”
“So by accepting these deliveries, it’s considered stealing?” Gianna was confused, because how do you get blamed for being a recipient?
“Because they were all sent to me using stolen credit card numbers. And guess where all those credit cards were used?”
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