Another Sexy Saturday means only one thing…
Another excerpt from God’s Gift 1.
At a house party together to schmooze a client,
could it be Sebastian is beginning to see Gina as something
more than just another notch on his bedpost..?
Gina shrugs off my arm as we head into the party. “Why did you tell them I’m your girlfriend?”
“I didn’t, they assumed.”
“And you said nothing to put them straight.”
“I told them you’re working on the deal. What’s the problem?”
“The problem is they think I’m your girlfriend too!”
“I didn’t want to disillusion them. They seemed to like the idea we’re together. You can pretend for one night can’t you?”
“It depends on what that pretending entails.”
“I haven’t decided yet, but I’m sure I’ll think of something.”
Actually my mind is racing with thoughts of all sorts of things, but they can wait until I get her alone.
Gina stops still in the hallway no doubt about to protest, but I place a finger against her lips, silencing her before she can say whatever she’s about to.
“Oh relax woman. It’s not like I’m going to bend you over a sofa in front of the guests and fuck you hard ‘til you come screaming my name. Not that I couldn’t …” I lean in closer. “Make you come screaming that is.”
Well that’s shut her up at least; a breathy exhale all that passes her lips as she stares wide-eyed. She’s so stunned she doesn’t even pull it away when I grab her hand.
“So come on. Let’s do as we were told and enjoy the party. And the best way to start doing that is with a drink.”
The vast sitting room is crowded with men in tuxedos and women in elegant evening dresses. As I lead Gina over to the bar that’s been set up near the doors to the terrace I can’t help but notice how many of those women openly stare; the lustful look in their eyes darkening into an altogether different look as their gaze moves from me to Gina. But who can blame them? For all their designer gowns and jewels, without a doubt the most beautiful girl here is the one whose hand I’m holding.
And there’s a small part of me that can’t deny how good it feels to have her hand in mine …
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