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He took me in his arms, sat me atop the billiards table, and lifted my shirt up high around my waist, revealing every inch of me for him to feast on.
“You're so lovely, like the rarest, most beautiful gem in the world.”
He made love to me. It was tender, sweet, and slow, like the rising and falling of the tides, in and out. He took me up over each peak and gently let me fall without reaching that ultimate climax. Repeatedly, he gave and took.
I was delirious with passion. Every soft touch, and gentle caress of his tongue, as he moved both hands and mouth over my body, drove me mad. He rubbed, massaged, teased with his fingers and lips, and I thought I was going to lose my mind with the need for him.
It was hard to touch him as James made sure to stay back from my hands. He wanted to love me.
“Relax, lay back, and enjoy this, love. Let me pleasure you this time.” His words were a whisper between us.
I saw the smile on his face, the pleasure that lit up his eyes, as he tasted me again. The wetness between my legs, the swirling fire that built there and throughout my body eventually took over as I gripped his hair with my hands and cried out his name.
When I came to, James was carrying me to the bedroom in his arms. While I was immersed in the feeling of his strong body holding me, his arms secure and firm, his face a mixture of pleasure and determination, he laid me on the bed.
I felt him press his body against mine after a moment of stripping his clothing off, and then he was inside me, thrusting deep and hard. I smiled, every inch of my spent body wanting more as I wrapped arms and legs around him and welcomed him deeper.
“Love me, James.”
Our eyes locked, he smiled, and he drove me over that edge beside him into oblivion.
When I woke up in my bed, I was alone, the sound of the shower going in the bathroom. I smiled; content James was taking a shower. I had a few minutes to figure out how best to tell him what was going on at work.
By the time the door swung open, I was ready, but the look on James' face made me pause.
Chapter Twenty-Seven
James
Ineededashower.Neither of us had slept much the night before since we’d made love more than a few times. I knew Gwen would be asleep for a while longer, and I was in no hurry to rush her, but I had things to do.
I was just about done when I saw Gwen’s purse on the ledge in the bathroom, a bunch of papers sticking out of it. Curious and believing it had something to do with her health, I sneaked one out. What I discovered was so shocking, I could barely register what I’d just read on the paper for a full few minutes.
When it finally did register and I made sense of it, I was furious. Not only had Terry been robbing my brother’s and my business, but it looked like Gwen knew about it too. Before I stepped out of the bathroom, I knew I was going to fire her. I had to buy out Terry, that would be easy to do when I showed him the evidence he’d been trying to hide, but getting rid of Gwen would be harder.
I didn't want to do it. I didn't want her to go, but now that I knew the truth about where her loyalty lay, it was easier, even if it broke my heart into pieces. I hated myself, and her, as I took one last look in the mirror at myself.
Knowing what I had to do, I flung the door open wide quickly and stepped out, eyes pinned on the woman I cared about more than I did myself, and frowned. Still holding the papers I’d found in her purse; I waved my hand in the air.
“When were you going to tell me about this? Apparently, you and Terry were working together more closely than I thought, or at the very least, you’re defending him a few days ago was warranted because you're choosing to cover up his illegal activity. What I want to know is, why?”
Tears came rolling down her cheeks quickly. I could see she had just woken up, and this was probably too much for her, but when she opened her mouth to talk, I didn't really want to hear what she had to say.
“James, I—”
I held up my hand. “Never mind. I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to see you. You have a few hours to gather your things, and I will leave a check on the dining room table. Andrew will arrange a car to pick you up so you can fly home. I will arrange this as well: you're fired, Gwen, and consider this a kindness that I don’t embarrass you in front of everyone at the office, so don't show up there. I will deal with Terry today with my brother, and you can be on your way back to the east coast.”
I moved to the door and exited, slamming it behind me, my anger well contained behind the cage I erected around my heart.Never in my life did I ever think you would do that to me!
I buried the pain deep as I called my brother and told him everything I knew, and what I wanted to do with the business once Terry was gone.
That night, I returned to an empty house, relieved, and upset that Gwen was gone, and angry at myself that I’d put her in that position in the first place. I hated everyone, including her, for my broken heart.
Two weeks later, we were off and running with our new accessories line. Gwen was gone, Terry had been bought out and moved to Tahiti permanently, and Martie was forever trying to get me to tell her what happened to Gwen because she wasn’t saying anything either.
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Gwen
