Passion in the Heart (7 page)

Filled with excitement, Gwen unlocked the door and pushed it open. Phillip sat on one of the chairs at the center island. He had donned a pair of jeans and a T-shirt and was staring at his laptop screen until Gwen entered. A smile spread quickly across his face. He stood as she strolled toward him.

“My lovely horny woman has returned home,” he said with his arms stretched out as an invitation to hug.

She plopped her purse and keys on the counter then entered his embrace. He squeezed his arms around her.

“I would enjoy coming home to this every night.” She pressed her mouth to his.

“Mm…” He kissed her. “I would enjoy having you in my arms every night.” His dick hardened against her stomach. “Did you have a busy day?”

“Very busy. But I made it through a box of files and had a nice lunch with the new attorney.”

“Oh, really?” He arched one of his eyebrows. “A new guy?”

“He asked me to go to lunch so we could get to know each other. He relocated here from Arizona and wanted to know where to find a good gym.”

“Why would he think you would know about a gym?”

Gwen inhaled a deep breath. The situation she was about to explain would undoubtedly cause some jealousy or anger. But she needed to tell him the truth and let him know she’d handled everything.

“He said I had shapely legs.”

“He did, did he?” His tone was deeper. He slackened his arms and took a step back.

“I really didn’t think too much about it, so I agreed to have lunch with him. We went to eat at the deli that’s a block and a half from our job. Well, he tried to hit on me. I quickly told him I was involved with someone and put an end to his friskiness.”

He ran his hand through his hair. “Who is this person you are involved with?”

“You, silly.” She took a step away from him and lifted a shoulder. “Unless you don’t want to be involved with me. I mean—”

He gripped her hips and tugged her to his body. “Woman, I want you.”

His words revved her heartbeat. She coiled her arms around him. “Good. It’s settled then. We’re involved.”

“We’re more than involved.” He kissed her lips. “You’re mine.”

He covered her mouth and invaded it. Fire blazed below her navel and spread through her body. She tangled her tongue with his while she clawed at his back and kept him hard pressed to her. His rigid cock felt so good against her. She moaned softly as she rubbed her body to his, her breasts to his torso. She more than enjoyed the large bulge in his jeans poking at her belly. He slid his hands to her ass and squeezed it. He was gasoline to her inferno, fueling her desire. He’d said she was his and she’d gladly play the part.

The kiss ended with them both seeking air. “What time are the reservations for dinner?”

He brushed his lips over her cheek. “Six thirty.”

“I need to shower and change.” She eased out of his arms.

“I’ll help you after I finish what I’m doing on my laptop.”

“You know where to find me.” She licked her lips and winked.

“Oh, yes I do.”

Grinning, she strode from the kitchen. Her steps were fast as she climbed the staircase. Three words he’d said repeated in her mind and they excited her. She was his. His claim rejuvenated her, filled her with joy, love, and gave her hope they could have a real relationship. She wasn’t just a lover. She meant more to him.

She reached her bedroom and quickly undressed. After she’d left her shoes and clothes by the door, she strode into the bathroom. She turned on the taps and as soon as the water heated to a comfortable temperature, she entered the shower.

Gwen was floating in the clouds as she stood under the spray and lathered shampoo into her hair. She couldn’t believe the incredible luck she’d had since the day she had started her European vacation. She’d met an amazing man and loved spending time with him. Now that she knew he wanted her and not for just a lover, well, it seemed too good to be true.

“Is my horny woman ready to be washed?” He tugged the curtain aside.

She tilted her head back under the shower. “I’m so dirty. Be sure you clean me thoroughly.”

He disappeared for a moment. Gwen rinsed her hair while she waited for him to reappear. And he did, naked. He entered the shower and moved in front of her. He sported quite the hard-on.

“Dirty and horny is exactly how I like a woman,” he said, hands on her hips as he held her close to his erection.

She grazed the tips of her fingers over his cheek. The little bit of stubble she’d felt in the morning was gone and his face was smooth. “Be gentle with me.”

“Oh no, I intend to make you come with my tongue. It’s the only way to properly cleanse you.”

His words made her body tingle with need and her pussy hungry for him. He took the bath gel from the shelf and poured a dab in his palm. After he’d returned the bottle to its spot, he rubbed his hands together. Bubbles formed then fell to their death in the water. When he placed his soapy hands on her breasts and began massaging the suds into her skin, her body shivered with anticipation.

“Relax, baby,” he said as he caressed her tits.

The gentle touch was soothing but oh so exciting. Her nipples pebbled, and he made sure to tease them with his thumbs.

“You’re good with your hands,” she said.

The corner of his mouth curved. “I’m good with a few other things, too.”

“You’ll have to show me so I can confirm that you are.”

He pinched her perky buds and she gasped slightly. “I’ll show you in due time.”

He smoothed his hands in circular motions down her body. Gwen parted her legs wider as he neared her apex. Her temperature was rising and not from the heated water. When he slid his palm over her mound and started rubbing it, her desire for him increased tenfold.

“I’m very dirty there,” she said.

“I bet you are.”

He inserted his digits and tweaked her clit. “Here?” He stroked it again and again.

Her need increased. “Yes.”

He slipped his fingers inside her. “And here.”

She wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed him while he pleasured her pussy. Longing for more, she sucked on his tongue and rubbed her breasts against his chest. Every hard and heated piece of him made her want to devour him. Her body hummed with yearning. God, he made her feel so good.

Slowly, he removed his digits and prized his lips from hers. “I believe you asked me to clean you thoroughly.”

“Mm…I did.”

He untangled her arms from his neck. “I intend to do just that.”

As he knelt before her, he kissed her breasts first then down the center of her body. Each time his lips touched her, a heated shot of desire raced to her sex. After his knees had met the floor, he pressed his face between her legs and gripped her thighs.

“This is mine,” he said before he delved his tongue into her slit.

Gwen ran her fingers through his hair as he lapped at her pussy. Each brush made her knees quiver. Molten hot passion coursed through her. He stroked her clit, magnifying her craving for an orgasm. She was close to one and getting closer with every torturous sweep across her nub. Starving for what he could give her, she rocked toward him and gently dug her nails into his scalp. Her body blazed with a carnal hunger only he could satisfy. She gasped as she drew near her climax. He licked her feverishly. Her release came with a scream and a strong pulsating spasm.

She sucked in deep breaths of air while the euphoria of her orgasm spread within her. “That…was good. Very good.”

Phillip stood and kissed her. “I think you are clean now.”

She looked at his stiff member and took it into her hand. “Perhaps you need a little washing too.”

“I believe I do. Think you can make handle the job?”

She ran her hand up and down his length while gently gripping it. “Oh, I believe I can.”

She started to lower to her knees.

“Wait. Let’s trade spots.”

They twisted until Phillip stood with his back to the shower.

“Better,” he said.

She knelt and glanced up to find him gazing at her. Holding his dick, she stuck her tongue out and licked the head.

“Do it again,” he said.

She did and his body stiffened.

“I like that.”

She grazed the tip a few more times before she glided her tongue from the top of his erection to the bottom and back up again. The muscles in his legs and torso tightened, signaling he was enjoying her cleansing of him. She opened her mouth wide then started stroking him with her lips.

He showed his satisfaction with a deep groan. Gwen slithered her tongue underneath his shaft as she brought it in and out again and again.

“Don’t stop, baby. Don’t stop,” he said.

Gwen increased her movements. She took him deep to the back of her throat then pulled back, allowing him to nearly slip out from her. She cupped his balls and repeated the process. His body became taut as if he were a tight string ready to snap at any second. He held her head while she sucked him. She held onto his hips as he pumped into her mouth. His fervent drives indicated he was close to his climax. She consumed him whole, devoured him the way she wanted to. When warm salty fluid spilled down her throat, she swallowed it.

“Oh, fuck. Fuck…” he said.

He stilled his movements while his dick thudded against her tongue. The strong pulse signified she’d pleased him well, and that made her happy. As much as he wanted her, she craved him equally. Maybe their relationship would last for a long time.

When his orgasm had faded, he withdrew from her mouth. She stood, leaned into his body and locked her hands around his neck.

“You are clean, my horny man,” she said.

He closed his arms around her. “I really could get used to this.” He kissed her lips.

“Mm…you and me both.”

“Dinner and more sex later?”

“Sounds like a good plan to me.” She smiled.

“Every night?”

“If you’re up to it.”

He rubbed his cock against her belly. “For you, I’m always
up
to it.”

She pressed her body to his and hugged him. She counted her blessings at how fortunate she was to have met him. Although she feared he’d have to leave soon, she had faith he would return. And every minute with him was a pleasant one.

He kissed her shoulder. “We should get going. I hope you’re hungry.”

Gwen lowered her arms and gazed into his eyes. “For you, always.” And she meant it.

He grinned widely. “And for you, I aim to satisfy your appetite.”

Chapter Seven

The low thumping of Phillip’s heart soothed Gwen. His body kept her warm as she lay on her side against him, her head on the upper part of his chest and her leg curled around his. Her arm lay across his torso. She’d woken up minutes ago and had decided not to move. She loved lying naked next to him and waking with him. The intimate togetherness relaxed her, filled her with joy and comforted her heart. It had been a long time since she’d felt so close to a man, and she greatly enjoyed it.

His chest moved as he took a deep breath then slowly lowered. Gwen had no idea of the time. The room was dark and rain patted against the window. She’d have to get up at some point and get ready for work. Until then, she’d enjoy every second with him even while he slept.

The days with Phillip at her home had been some of the best. In the mornings, he’d prepared coffee and a quick bite to eat. At night, he’d taken her to dinner and chatted about his business and childhood. In London, she’d done most of the talking but during the past week the conversation had gone both ways and he’d always kept it lively. When they had returned to her home, the clothes had gone flying. Hours of sex had left her exhausted in the early morning, but damn, she felt great. Every moment with him made her feel overjoyed. And she wanted every minute with him to last longer. She wished he could remain with her indefinitely.

The
buzz
from the alarm jerked her eyes open. She rolled over to the side of the bed as Phillip stirred. As quickly as she could, she flipped the button to shut off the annoying sound.

“That time again?” Phillip mumbled as he rubbed his eyes.

Gwen sat up and swung her legs over the mattress. “Yeah. Afraid so.” She stood and stretched her arms.

“I’ll get the coffee brewing.” He slowly sat upright.

“You don’t have to. Stay in bed and sleep.”

“Only if you are.”

She headed toward the end of the bed frame. “I can’t.”

“Then I won’t.”

Instead of walking to the bathroom, she circled around the bed. Phillip had stood by the time she reached him. She took his face into her hands and planted a kiss on his lips.

“I appreciate the morning coffee and food, but don’t feel you have to do it for me. If you’re tired, stay in bed and rest.”

He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “I enjoy pleasing my woman.”

A smile spread across her face. “She enjoys the pleasure.”

His member stiffened as it touched her navel.

He grinned. “Maybe she should stay home with me so I can please her more.”

She pressed her lips to his. “If I didn’t have a mortgage and bills to pay, I would.” She wriggled out of his embrace and his arms fell free.

“Ah…money. The root of all my frustration.”

“It’s always the reason.” She chuckled as she headed for the bathroom.

She disliked leaving him with a hard-on, but if she’d stayed any longer in his arms she would’ve ended up back in the bed and having sex with him. She had to get to work. Unlike him, she didn’t have billions of dollars to cover expenses.

Gwen left the bathroom over half an hour later. She strode into her closet and chose a cream-colored dress with flowers. She donned the garment, grabbed a pair of sandals, then galloped down the staircase. The scent of coffee reached her nose by the time she made it to the last step.

“You look nice, as always,” Phillip said as she entered the kitchen. He stood near the corner of the cabinets, wearing a plain white T-shirt and blue boxers. Toast shot up from the slots in the toaster.

She strolled up to him and kissed his lips. “Thank you.”