Thin Ice 6 - Hangman & Socrates (36 page)

“We’re here,” Zeke told her softly seeing her crying again.

She smiled slightly and got out of the car, scarf and hat in place.
I never thought this would be my life,
Gabrielle thought sadly. She hadn’t told Zeke, but she had plans. Ray Lockhart wasn’t going to get away scott free just yet, him or that snake Rahja that worked for him. Smiling slightly underneath the scarf, Gabrielle continued to plot her revenge.

*****

“Hello darling,” Ray greeted India as she arrived at the house. Even with him and Gabrielle apart, India refused to live with Ray. She told him they both had lives and she didn’t want to cramp his style or hinder his movements. Ray loved the independence of India. Things were wonderful once again and he truly did accept her apology for cheating on him. India had gone to great lengths to explain the why’s of the encounter and Ray had to accept his own responsibility in helping to drive her there.

“How was your day,” he asked as she told him about her showing at the gallery.

India was doing very well with her sculptures, slowly making a name for herself within the artistic community.

“I heard you won your case today,” India teased slyly as Ray chuckled and asked how she’d found out.

“I have my sources,” she continued to laugh as he pulled her close, kissing her softly.

“Are you hungry,” he asked.

India told him she’d grabbed a quick dinner with some friends after the gallery closed.

“That’s fine,” Ray replied pleasantly as he made them both a drink and they headed into the den.

Making themselves comfortable on the couch, they began to talk again, enjoying each other’s company.

“How’s Brent these days,” India asked making conversation. Ray told her everyone was fine and that he and Necie were considering another child.

“Oh ok, cool, how old is Diamond anyway,” she threw back as Ray continued to stroke her gently.

She just turned 11,” he replied as India chuckled saying they were getting old.

“Speak for yourself old lady,” Ray teased.

India burst into laughter and they continued to enjoy other. Ray’s touches began to get more intimate and she knew he wanted her. Turning to him, they began to kiss. Ray was immediately aroused as he found her breast and began squeezing gently. India moaned softly loving his actions. Pulling away, Ray stood and took her hand helping her off the sofa. They headed into the master bedroom, standing and lovingly undressing each other. India loved Ray’s body. The man was still well sculpted and muscular. It was hard to find even a semblance of fat on his body as her hands caressed the chest and began unbuckling his pants.

Ray returned the favor, stripping India and immediately taking her breast into his mouth. He loved her so much. He never thought he could feel as deeply for her as he did now all those years ago when she gave herself to him at 18.

“Mmm Ray,” India moaned breaking his thought as he returned his attention to her, moving to the other breast now.

Pushing her gently into a sitting position, they both lay back onto the bed, him between her legs as he continued to suck her nipple and she moaned her pleasure. Ray’s hardness rubbed gently against her clit as he moved on top of her.

“Yesss,” India sighed softly loving the sensation and very close to orgasm.

Ray returned to her lips kissing her softly.

“Do you love me India,” he asked, searching her eyes.

“Yes Ray, you know that, with all my heart,” she returned earnestly, curious why he’d asked the question.

Satisfied with the answer, Ray kissed her again, entering her as she opened up and gave herself freely. India’s hands slid down his back, grabbing both the firm butt cheeks and pulling him deeper inside her. Ray loved the way she felt, the way she was moaning softly, the way she was saturating the bed with her pleasure. He felt her body spasm and felt her nails in his back, signaling her orgasm. Ray pushed himself deeper inside her, kissing her ear lobe softly as he felt the flow of his seed pushing upward.

“I love you too India, with all my heart,” he whispered hoarsely as the orgasm reached full throttle and his semen surged deeply inside her.

India felt him, but said nothing, her mind still reeling from the revelation of his words spoken moments earlier. They’d hadn’t used a condom, Ray hadn’t pulled out, and India had the sinking feeling they wouldn’t be quite as lucky this time.

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