Authors: S Michaels
We don’t resurface until 10pm when I am in
need of sustenance. I drag one of Grants T-shirts over my head which barely
covers my naked backside. Grant has ordered Chinese and we are sitting in the
living area catching up on our week. Grant pours my first glass of wine of the
week and hands it to me clinking his glass against mine ‘to us’ he whispers.
‘To us’ I smile up at him.
‘So have you been busy?’ he enquires.
‘Yes extremely I think I have been
promoted’
‘Really! That’s exciting doing what
exactly?’
‘Well it appears when I became a workaholic
whilst attempting to forget a certain pair of green eyes’ I smile at him ‘it
was noted and the directors believe that I would be of benefit to them meeting
the clients which would entail a bit of travelling’
‘Great, what around London?’ he sips his
wine his eyes intent on mine.
‘No we have clients all around the globe’ I
inform him.
He regards me for a while, ‘not too far
though?’
I shrug ‘I am up for some travelling, you
travel with work’ I accuse defensively.
‘I know’ he smiles ‘I just prefer having
you nearby’
I frown, ‘well if you aren’t here it
doesn’t make a difference does it?’
‘Well not at the moment but further down
the line maybe’ he utters.
‘What do you mean?’ I frown dread filling
my insides.
‘Nothing really, I am pleased for you
honestly’ he throws his sexy smile at me but I am uneasy, does he think I am
going to be available for babysitting? This is the elephant in the room
whatever happens between us however much we feel for each other our
relationship is in its early stages, it is delicate.
The intercom buzzes and I jump, ‘who is
that?’ I ask.
‘The Chinese no doubt’ he moves to the
intercom pad and presses a button to release the entrance door. I grab the
plates from the warmer and place them on the breakfast bar along with the
cutlery. Grant retrieves our glasses and is in the process of placing them
alongside our plates when the door knocks. He moves over opening the door and
Amber strolls in.
‘Why is your phone off Grant?’ fury
radiates from her towards him before she notices me clothed in next to nothing
glaring down at her, ‘you again!’ she moves towards me, where is her pregnancy bump
she doesn’t have one!
‘Amber!’ Grant warns ‘you have no right
turning up here unannounced’
‘Anything could have happened Grant with
the baby and how would I have contacted you? Meanwhile you are screwing Miss
Yo-yo knickers here’ she glares at me and I laugh, whether it is hysteria I am
not certain but the whole situation suddenly becomes comical.
‘Last time we met you were his fiancé’ I
murmur ‘what is today’s story Amber?’ Her face turns red before she turns
around to Grant, ‘are you going to let her speak to the mother of your baby
like that?’
‘Yes’ he fumes ‘what the fuck are you doing
here Amber?’ his face is angry and tense.
‘I need to talk to you about some concerns I
have in connection with our child Grant’ how many times can she say our child
or the baby in one conversation?
‘So send me an email Amber, until I have
proof this baby is mine I am not interested’
‘Can I enquire, where is the bump?’ I ask curiously
my voice icy.
‘Some of us have self-control where our
weight is concerned’ she murmurs her glance moving over me with distaste.
‘What are you starving yourself whilst you
are pregnant?’ I gasp ‘what the fuck woman eat something men like curves’
‘Well you would say that wouldn’t you being
chubby and all’
I laugh again putting my hand over my mouth
what is wrong with me?
‘Get out!’ Grant roars ‘how dare you enter
my home and insult my girlfriend’
‘Your girlfriend! Really Grant, well maybe
I should just leave you to your girlfriend and take my baby back to Italy’ she states
maliciously.
‘I wonder what the courts would say about
that’ I mutter ‘a woman taking a child away from its family, they give custody
to the father a lot more these days I hear’ she turns to me her eyes cold, ‘yes
I saw my family lawyer friend today, David Thompson in case you think I made
him up, some very interesting stories he has informed me of in connection with
young babies with manipulative mothers’ I raise an eyebrow and she narrows her
eyes.
‘What do you care, I cannot imagine you
sticking around with a snotty nosed brat running about the place’ she smiles.
‘Why would you say that? No child around
here would be snotty nosed or a brat I assure you, we have more class than that’
Grant has gone quiet and I test a glance over towards him to notice him
grinning at me, this spurs me on.
‘So if you don’t mind leaving we have an
evening planned of….well I will leave that to your imagination Amber, goodbye’
She throws an evil glance my way before turning
to Grant, ‘make the most of it Grant it won’t happen when the baby’s here I can
assure you’
‘Goodbye Amber’ he calls, the intercom
buzzes once again and I saunter over in Grant’s t-shirt and let the Chinese
take away guy in downstairs before opening the door wide gesturing for Amber to
leave.
She storms out without a backward glance
facing the elevator her face stony until it opens carrying the delivery man who
raises his eyebrows at the scene before him as he hands me the bag containing
our meal. His eyes appraise my attire and he grins wolfishly despite Grant appearing
beside me. He ushers me inside paying the man before closing the door rapidly and
frowning at me.
‘Jesus Abi, no clothes only when it’s the
two of us please’ he mutters and I giggle, the whole event is so overwhelming.
I notice his lips twitch before he too chuckles shaking his head, ‘what the
fuck it is mental around here!’
We sit and eat our Chinese and things seem
calmer it is as if the whole event is bigger in our minds than if we face it
head on.
‘How can she be nearly six months
pregnant?’
‘I don’t know’ he shakes his head.
‘Do you know for sure she is actually
pregnant?’ I enquire.
‘She showed me a pregnancy test and a scan
picture but I haven’t attended any scans or appointments’
‘Why not Grant? That is exactly what you
should be doing the scans tell how far pregnant she is, she must have had a
couple by now?’
‘I have only seen one’ he sighs ‘it’s a
fucking mess isn’t it?’
‘Only if we let it, do you have a family
lawyer?’ I ask.
‘I have a business lawyer’ he informs me.
‘Would you mind if I discussed this with
David it is his area of expertise?’
His face alters, ‘did you really see David
today?’
‘Yes, he was working with the Managing
Director on a personal matter’ I glance towards him ‘why?’
‘Well he wants to take you out and tends to
appear everywhere’ he notes sternly.
‘I did ask him if he was stalking me’ I
smile gently.
‘Did you?’ he appears surprised.
‘Yes but he assured me he isn’t, he still wishes
to take me out but was there for legitimate reasons’ I grin ‘chill out jealous
boy!’
‘Hmmm. I guess it is worth an ask,
obviously I will pay him for his advice’
‘Ok I will call him’ I promise.
‘Who is the other guy who couldn’t take his
eyes off of you at work?’ he looks less than pleased.
‘Who?’ I puzzle.
‘The guy who departed the elevator with
you’ he takes a mouthful of food his eyes intent on mine.
‘Sean’ I glance up, ‘Sean is a friend I
don’t date guys from work’ he contemplates this for a while before replying.
‘Does he want to?’
‘Yes’ I shrug, ‘I am only interested in you’
His eyes light, ‘good to hear’
Our eyes connect and the familiar pull
between us is even stronger, I smile gently and he sighs.
‘So I bought the property in Vegas’ he
changes the subject.
‘Did you?’ I had forgotten he had legitimate
business reasons for being in Vegas.
‘I thought we may take a trip together to
refresh the memories’ he smiles over towards me ‘get your take on the property’
I grin ‘best week of my life’
He grins back ‘I met the love of my life’
my eyes jump to his my heart leaps.
‘Really?’
‘Absolutely, you in your shorts and your
cute little arse wiggling how could I resist’
I grin placing my fork down and move over
to him, ‘I love you’ I murmur taking his head and kissing the Chicken Chow Mein
away, he grabs me and lifts me over to the sofa dropping me down before
reaching down removing his t-shirt from my body.
‘I think enough talking has been had Miss
Stephens’ he is in dominating mode and I love it. He removes his clothes
leaving both of us naked ‘by the way I think you have the perfect body, pure
woman with your real breasts and shapely hips’ as he talks about the different
body parts he strokes them ‘and the cutest arse’ he moves over me licking my
nipples as I groan, ‘when you groan I feel it in my groin Miss Stephens’ he
pants as he sucks my nipples hard causing me to call out ‘aaahhh’
‘Just like that’ he growls.
I move to grasp his throbbing erection
squeezing, stroking back and forth, ‘in my mouth’ I instruct him and he moves
to enable me to suck him, I lick the length of him flicking my tongue where his
shaft meets his testicles,
‘Whoa’ he sucks in a breath ‘what is that?’
he obviously likes it so I continue to suck in and out and every now and then I
lick down the solid shaft to that area ‘fuck Abi you are killing me here, put
your hands behind your back’ he instructs me and I obey glancing up at him. He
gently pushes in and out my mouth at his pace as my hands are behind me, ‘oh
yes, I love fucking your mouth Abi’ he pants as I sense him losing control I
suck harder and he pounds into me, ‘I am going to come Abi’ he thrusts again
and warm liquid oozes into my mouth, I use my hands now to guide him in and out
as I suck every last drop.
‘Hmmmm’ I moan as he is gasping for breath.
‘Jesus’ he gasps stroking my hair ‘stand’ I
kiss up his body my sex aching with lust as he sits and pulls me into his lap
‘I love you so much Abigail’ he kisses me groaning ‘so much’ his hands stroke
my already aching body his fingers pinching my nipples as I groan, he pushes me
back and opens my legs for his viewing. He sucks hard on my sex sending me
into a frenzy my hips lift automatically and he pushes them down as his tongue
enters me hard in and out, ‘Oh my god!’ I scream as he licks my core before he
sucks hard on my clitoris and I explode around him my insides clenching at the
generous release. I sit up and straddle him moving my lips over his ‘I love you
Grant’ I move my lips gently across his my tongue tracing the outline as his
hand finds my hair pulling me deeper into him groaning. Our tongues are
stroking and sucking as I rub my moist core along Grant’s recovering erection,
the friction is rubbing my clitoris causing me to pant. Grant lifts me to
prevent me doing this inserting two fingers inside me ‘ride them’ he orders and
I comply slipping up and down my head thrown back as he watches, ‘oh yes’ he
pants before removing them and pulling me down on his now hard erection,
‘Ahhhh’ I cry out as it hits the spot ‘oh
yes Grant’ I link my fingers through his preventing him from setting the pace
as I circle the tip only,
‘Abi’ he warns attempting to thrust up into
me deeper but I move away his eyes darken and I smile as I move slowly against
him, too gently for me but when I see how it drives Grant mad I have to suffer
it. I groan as I circle my hips lower and lower until I am grinding against
him and we are both nearing our release, I allow him to have his hands back as
he places them on my hips and thrusts deeply against me as my body shudders and
I come hard and fast around him. He calls out my name and explodes inside me
stroking in and out for what seems like an age emptying every last drop.
He pulls me into his arms keeping himself
inside me as I fist his hair, ‘no one has ever made me feel like you’ I whisper
to him.
‘Me too’ he strokes my hair off my face
‘come on bed’
‘I am going to take a shower first’ I
inform him and move to the bathroom.
‘Well now I am going to have to join you’
he sighs teasing and I giggle.
Saturday morning Grant has to work so heads
to his home office about 10am leaving me to my own devices. I had brought my
belongings with me as I was aware I was staying so dress in skinny jeans and a
purple top, I twist my hair up into a clip and apply some make up before
finding my handbag and laptop, time to do some delving.
First I call David who for a moment considers
I am calling for a date and I suddenly feel uncomfortable.