Page 24 of The Gift of Forever


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“Excuse me, let me through please.” None too gently, I pushed through the throngs of people. “This way.” I gestured to the two men. “She’s in labor over here.”

“Okay. Thanks.”

The sea of people parted, and I brought them to Jessica. Within five minutes, they had her on a stretcher, and with Zach on one side and Sam on the other, they left the restaurant. Sam promised they’d keep us informed of what happened at the hospital. Once they’d gone, people milled about the room, and I stood at the head of the room with Torre by my side. Presley gave me a thumbs-up from the front table, and I grinned.

“Okay, everyone. Who says I don’t know how to throw a party?”

A burst of applause came from the table filled with Elliot and his friends, as well as the group Zach and Sam had come with.

“Now before you dig into the dinner cooked by yours truly, we have some items up for auction. First up on the agenda is a signed movie script ofWhat Ever Happened to Baby Jane, signed by both Bette Davis and Joan Crawford. This and other original scripts were generously donated by my best friend, Presley Dawson of Dawson Antiques. Bidding starts at one thousand dollars.”

“Five thousand,” Spencer cried out from his seat.

“Always so dramatic,” Wolf said, shaking his head.

“When I want something bad enough, I make sure I get it. Like you. You couldn’t resist me.”

Wolf snorted, but I noticed him turn red when Spencer leaned over to whisper in his ear and kiss his cheek.

“Any other bids?”

When no one was forthcoming, I pointed to Spencer. “Sold. And what a way to start the night.”

Torre squeezed my hand. “I have a great way to end it, as well.”

I smiled, recognizing the gleam in his eyes.

* * *

We didn’t makeit back to our apartment.

When I gutted the space, I’d made sure there was room in my office for a nice big sofa. It had taken less than five minutes from when I locked the front door after all the servers and cleaning staff had left to be naked with Torre on that wide couch. I took Torre’s rigid cock in my mouth and sucked.

“Mmm,” I hummed spreading him out wide beneath me. “I didn’t get to eat tonight, and I’m hungry.” I licked my fingers and slid them inside his hole, loving how he tightened around me. A deep red flush covered him and he gasped, then moaned.

“Frisco, please.”

“I love hearing you beg me. Just for that, I’m going to give you what you want.”

I slicked my erection and teased his rim. Wild-eyed, he grabbed my forearm. “If you don’t get inside me now, you might not make it home tonight.” The tip of my cock breached him and he pushed down on me.

“That’s it.” Holding him by his hips, I lay on the sofa with Torre above me and I let him set the pace. Nothing brought me greater pleasure than watching my dick slide in and out of Torre as he fell apart over me.

He closed the gap between us, pressing his lips to mine, and whispered, “You’re everything I ever wanted. I love you more than anything.”

I didn’t know how I got so lucky, but I intended to make sure I never fucked up what I had with this man. I wrapped my arm around him, holding him close, thrusting deep inside him.

“I love you more than I thought was possible. Everything I have is yours, everything I am is because of you. The only thing I ever need is you.”

Torre shuddered and came, his shouts of pleasure echoed throughout the room. The base of my spine tingled and I held him by the waist and punched my hips up—once, twice, three times until my orgasm crashed over me.

“Oh, God.” Our sweat-slicked bodies stuck together but it was so right, so perfect in its completion that I was loath to move. I felt the curve of Torre’s lips against my shoulder.

“Mmm. God has left the building, because nothing could ever surpass how I feel right now. Nirvana achieved.” He rolled off me and cuddled close. “Were you serious when you said you want to get married sooner rather than later?”

I trailed my finger down the beautiful curve of his back. “Mmmhmm. I suddenly have the urge to call you husband and put a ring on it.”

Those beautiful velvety brown eyes sparkled. “Then let’s do it. This weekend, where it all began.”