I’m not a suitor or whatever it is women look for.
Which is why Zander tried to stop you.
Gemma is not a woman you fuck and leave, but she’s here with me and knows what I’m offering.
I run a finger down her arm, then softly grip her hip.“If you want, I will drive you home.But I don’t think you do.”
“No.”
“One night.”I step closer, reaching behind her for her zip, my eyes locked on her mouth.
“One night.”She shudders.
Inch by inch, I pull the zip down until her red dress pools at the floor, exposing bare c-cups and a pair of black lacy panties.
Fucking hell.My cock could cut glass it’s so hard.
I take Gemma’s hand and place it over my erection, and it looks like she’s going to panic.I don’t give her time to.
“Take it out.”
With little finesse, she does as I ask and slides her hand inside my pants, taking my cock in her hand.
I’m commando.
It pays to be prepared when taking a beautiful woman out.Not that I ever expected the night to end like this.Honestly, it’s just habit.
That, and I fucking hate briefs.
“You’re big.”She lifts her gaze.
I nod, sliding my fingers between her legs.“And you are dripping.”
She swallows.
Undoing my bow tie with one hand while Gemma strokes me, I circle her clit with my other hand.Then I toss my tie and use both hands to remove my jacket.
Stripping everything else off, I watch Gemma do the same, keeping the diamond necklace and her stilettos on.
She remembered.As if she would forget.
She looks like a fucking princess.
“Come here,” I rasp, leading her to the dining table where I lift her up.“Christ, you’re beautiful.Widen your sexy legs.”
My penthouse is huge.A fire roars in the living room beside us, and a mind-boggling chandelier hangs two stories above us due to the high stud ceilings.The furnishings are a mix of modern and French country, tastefully done by someone with more creative flair than me.
“Are we alone?”Gemma asks, glancing around me.
“Yes.”I kneel before her.“Now, lie back and let me taste you.”
Finally.
I press my face into her soaking cunt and suck her flesh.
“Oh, oh!Drew!My god.”
I feel her trembling and have little doubt Gemma is going to orgasm quickly.Especially if she has been self-pleasuring since her husband died.I plunge two fingers into her, finding her surprisingly tight, and groan as I swallow her juices.
