She cried out andhe stopped kissing her to watch.
“You’re going to comeon my fingers. I’m not going to stop until you give me what I want.”
“Please,” shesaid.
“I know. I canfeel you. Come on me, Claire. Let me see how much you like it. Come on, baby.”
She rocked herhips against his hand and he moaned, not wanting her to stop.
“That’s right, take your pleasure. You know you can.”
When she came, hewatched, absorbing every single part and relishing allof it. She was sheer fucking perfection.
Taking hold of herhand, he moved toward his sofa and sat down. He let her go and lowered the zipof his pants, working his cock out. Running his hands up and down the length,he watched her. He held his hand back out again for her to take, which she did.He pulled her close so she straddled his lap, and he teased his cock at the entranceof her pussy after shoving her panties out of the way.
He worked her overhis dick, taking hold of her hips to show her just what he wanted, and she gaveit to him, crying out for more as he fucked her,harder still.
It felt so fucking amazing.
She gripped hisshoulders as he moved within her. Having her on top wasn’t enough for him, andso he slid her down to her back so he could work inside her pussy, filling herup.
“Gabriel?”
He covered hermouth as he fucked her, finding his own release andflooding her pussy with his cum one final time. Closing his eyes, he basked inthe moment, feeling the release right down to his core. It was next toimpossible to want to stop.
He did though.
The orgasm ebbedaway and he wrapped his arms around her, holding her tight. “Now, we’re done.”
He felt her tenseup but he didn’t let her go.
Was she going tomake a scene? Make this harder than it needed to be?
After a fewseconds passed, he was ready to deal with whatever outburst that might come fromher. He pulled out of her pussy, slid his cock back into his pants, and turnedhis back on her. Gabriel heard rustling but he didn’t look. She hadn’t spoken.
Only when hecouldn’t stand the silence did he turn around to find her already at the door,about to open it.
“Don’t you haveany questions?” he asked.
He watched herspine straighten as she turned to look back at him.
“You made itperfectly clear. I don’t need to ask anything else.”
“Claire.”
“Goodbye,Gabriel.” She left his office with her head held high. No commotion. She didn’teven slam the door closed. In fact, she looked utterly calm and serene as shemoved. What would it have taken to get a single rise out of her?
****
The following day,Claire pushed the last of her clothing into a bag as Rhianna kept on trying totalk to her.
“Look, there hasto be some mistake.”
“No mistake.”
“But he lovesyou.”
She scoffed.“Nope. He doesn’t. I did tell you this was all about sex, but you didn’t wantto believe me. It’s over. Our time has come to an end.” She moved toward thebathroom, grabbing her toothbrush and a few sanitary items before shoving theminto her bag as well.
“You’re not takingyour dress,” Rhianna said. “You know you don’t have to leave.”
After Gabriel haddumped her last night—she did think it was rather cold of him, but she wasn’tgoing to be the kind of woman to make a scene—she’d come back to his apartment,slept, and now, she intended to move on. There was an apartment that had calledher back that very morning, and she didn’t care where it was, she was takingit.
“Rhianna, there’sno way I’m going to be able to wear that thing.” She pointed at the white ballgown she’d been provided to look pretty on his arm. “And no, I can’t stay. I’vegot things to do. You know. A life to lead. Being here was never part of theplan and he’s done me a favor.”
“What aboutworking for him?” Rhianna asked.
“I’ve alreadyspoken to my boss. She says she’s more than happy with me to keep on workingfor her. I think I’m going to look for another job. Have a clean break.”
“Does this meanyou’re going to stop wanting to hang out with me?” Rhianna sounded so sad.
She put all of heritems down and moved toward her friend, cupping her face. “No, that doesn’tmean I don’t want to hang out with you. You’re the best part of all of this. Ihope you know that.”
“I don’t like thatyou want to leave,” Rhianna said.
“Imagine if it wasyou. You’ve been in an agreement and he ends it sooner than you expected. Wouldyou really want to stay because he’s going to have other women, Rhianna?”
“Do you love him?”
“No.” She pulledaway.
“You’re lying.”
“If you say so.”She checked through her stuff one final time and picked it up. “I’ll call youas soon as I get there. Okay? Please, don’t worry, and don’t stress out. You toldme stressing leads to wrinkles.” She honestly didn’t know if that was true.
She walked towardthe door of the apartment and stepped out. Closing the door, she held her headhigh.
This, she coulddo. She loved her best friend but being away from Gabriel would be even better.She pressed the button for the elevator, waiting for it to take her somewhereelse, anywhere else.
Pulling herbackpack on, she held her case, and the doors opened. She tensed up as shecaught sight of Gabriel. He looked like he hadn’t slept all night.
“Claire,” he said.
“Gabriel.” Shestepped onto the elevator but he made no move to leave.
She waited, hopingfor this final part of her leaving all to herself.
“Where are yougoing?” he asked.
The elevator doorsclosed. Great, he was going to come with her.
“Claire.”
She turned to lookat him. “I don’t have to answer you, Gabriel.”
“You’re packed.”
“I’m not stayingat your apartment. This was never part of the plan, anyway. I’ve got some moneysaved up.”
“What about theplace I bought for you?” he asked.
“I didn’t want itthen and I don’t want it now.”
“Claire, stopbeing stubborn.”
She sighed. “I’mnot being stubborn. You’re clearly not used to a woman dealing with whateverlast
