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"Yes," she said. "I'm on the pill. Are you safe?"
I nodded. "I've been tested."
Then, I pushed inside of her silky wetness, the sensation so amazing, my eyes almost rolled back into my head.
"Oh, God, you're so wet, so tight," I said, unable to help myself. I stroked inside of her, pleasuring myself while I watched her body beneath me, her breasts jiggling in the most delicious way. Her eyes were half-lidded, her face flushed from her orgasm, and I thought at that moment that she was the most beautiful creature I'd ever seen.
I wanted to make her orgasm again, so as hard and ready as I was, I delayed, pulling out and stroking the head of my cock over her clit once more. She closed her eyes in response and I knew she could come again when she thrust up to meet me each time I did. I fucked her like that for a while, two or three thrusts inside of her, then two or three against her clit, and soon, she was focused once more, her body tensing.
"Come for me," I growled, my own orgasm nearing.
She met me thrust for thrust, her eyes open and focused on mine and then she did come, her eyes closing, her body tightening around my cock, her head thrown back.
"Oh, oh, oh…"
That did it for me and I rammed into her, pounding into her tightness as she clenched around me, the white-hot pleasure surging through my body as I ejaculated again and again…
I fell on top of her, breathing hard, my face pressed into her neck as I recovered.
"Fuck," I said, my cock still pulsing, the pleasure still intense. Then, I relaxed completely, my arms beside her face, watching her recover. I kissed her finally, my desire slaked for now, but I knew even at that moment that I'd want her again and again so I could watch her pleasure, feel her body clenching around my cock, her body shuddering in ecstasy…
So much for my plans to use her and make her serve my needs.
It took quite a while before Celia fell asleep. For the first hour, she tossed and turned, flipping first on her side facing me and then her back, with a pillow over her face, then to her side facing the room. Finally, she fell asleep facing the bathroom, her back to me. I could tell by the sound of her breathing, slow and even.
I took the opportunity to get up and go to the can and wash up. Being around her had its pleasures and frustrations, one of which was always being semi-hard at the prospect of fucking her. I decided I'd get George up to watch Celia while I went out for a run along the waterfront to burn off some of my excess energy.
I took out my cell after I finished washing up. “Come up and stay with her for a while,” I said, trying like hell to keep my voice low so I didn't wake her. “I need to go out and get some fresh air.”
“Be right up.”
I sat in George's small office space with my eyes closed, and waited, wondering what would happen now that Spencer knew I had dirt on him and could destroy his life if I chose. Would he come after me, threaten me, or try to get the evidence and destroy it? Would he run?
When George entered the apartment, I stood and stretched. Usually, sex made me sleepy, but tonight, after seeing what Spencer did to Celia, after punching him out, and after fucking her, I had too much energy.
George peered at me when he arrived. “Are you OK?”
“Yeah, I'm fine. I need to go for a run or I’ll never sleep.”
George stood beside the door while I tied my runners and shook his head. “I don’t like you going out by yourself.”
“I have to," I said and waved him off. "I’ll be fine. I’ll go out the back.”
I did, taking the exit next to the alley and then a parking lot on the other side of the street, walking around the building in the pitch black to the boardwalk. The wind had died down, and now, nearing midnight, I inhaled the moist cool air and started running.
After about fifteen minutes, I had to stop, my heart rate too high. I sat on a bench along the boardwalk, catching my breath, staring straight up at the clear sky overhead. A wind had picked up blew through the bare trees, the rustle of the few remaining leaves the only sound in the night. The city of Boston had over a half million people living within its boundaries, and the Greater Boston area was home to over four million. There was enough ambient light even here along the bay so that the stars were dim.
I picked out the location of a star Celia had shown me that night more than five years earlier. I still remembered it, and almost everything from that night and the nights after, before she told me thanks but she'd found someone better. Graham had told me that she thought I wasn't in her league despite my family's wealth. That she would prefer someone not embroiled in organized crime, considering the fact she wanted to go into criminal law and be a prosecutor like her father before her. That Spencer had bought her off, ensuring she didn’t have to work if she never saw me again. She chose Grey and she chose money over me.
I breathed in deeply, trying not to think of that. Even now, even after everything, it still hurt.
My pulse had slowed considerably and now I just sat there, shivering despite the heat from my run. I thought that if she came to me, wanted me, asked me to fuck her, I'd be satisfied. I thought I’d feel like I had won something—validation.
I didn’t.
I covered my eyes. God, I wanted her.
Chapter 10
