Love & Loss (45 page)

‘Look at me baby, please look at me,’ he begged. It took at enormous amount of effort to lower my head and look at him through half closed eyes. I could feel my cheeks were flushed as he moved through me, igniting my core with every gentle thrust. ‘Tell me Mia, I need to hear it.’

‘I love you Gabe,’ I groaned as my fingers moved to grip his powerful shoulders.

‘Still?’

‘Yes, always. I
love
you,’ I cried and he groaned as he silenced me, sealing my mouth shut with his, his tongue sinking into the depths and tangling with mine. I clenched everything, as my fingers and toes curled and I exploded, convulsing around him as I went dizzy with the high of a powerful orgasm ripping through me. Gabe pulled his head back and yelled my name as he emptied himself into me, moving inside me until I’d ridden my climax out completely and flopped against him, tightening my arms around his neck.

‘I don’t know what I’d do without you Mia,’ he sighed against my hair as he kissed it.

‘You’ll never have to find out.’

I woke up with him wrapped tightly around me, his chest against my back, one leg hooked over my hip, an arm under my neck clutching my shoulder and the other circling my waist. I smiled to myself, I could lie like this in his arms for ever, I felt so safe and loved. It was so hard to reconcile this Gabe with the angry one that had stood in the doorway this morning. I trailed my fingers up and down his large bicep and dipped my head to kiss the hand clutching my shoulder.

‘You’re awake,’ he responded with a kiss to the back of my neck.

‘I am. How did you sleep?’

‘Really well thank you.’

‘You must be hungry.’

‘I am.’

‘I’ll go and make us some dinner then.’ I kissed his hand again and tried to move, but he tightened everything around me.

‘Not for food,’ he advised in a sensual tone as he nibbled on my ear lobe.

‘We need to talk Gabe.’

‘Can we have sex first,’ he asked as his fingers made their way down my stomach and ran back and forth across my pelvic line.

‘
Gabe,’
I protested. ‘This is serious, much as I love sex with you we need to talk about last night.’

‘Baby,’ he sighed.

‘Honest communication that was what we agreed when we got back together. Stay in bed, I’ll go and put something in the oven and we can talk while it cooks.’

‘Fine, whatever.’ He let go of me and flopped onto his back as I quickly sprung out of bed. I’d like nothing more than to stay there and be taken advantage of, but he was trying to distract me from the main issue. I pulled on his shirt and headed to the kitchen and prepared a lasagne and put it in the oven and tossed up a salad with avocado, walnuts and dressing and popped it in the fridge and cracked myself a beer and Gabe a non-alcoholic one. I bent to pick up a stray lettuce leaf from the floor and squealed as a resonating slap hit my bottom. ‘Fuck you look sexy enough in my shirt, without actually cooking too.’

‘Here, a chilled beer,’ I smiled as I turned to hand it to him. God he looked edible bare chested with his messed up sleep hair and a pair of low slung black sweatpants.

‘Non-alcoholic?’ he screwed up his face.

‘Come on, stop moaning,’ I smiled as I took his hand and led him to the lounge. ‘Sit,’ I ordered pointing at the armchair.

‘Bossy.’

‘Tonight you are going to do as you’re told, do I make myself clear?’ I asked as he sat and looked up at me.

‘Ok,’ he replied, not sounding too sure.

‘You are going to talk to me about what’s going on in that head of yours. Then we’re going to plan the week ahead so you can relax about it. From now on we are going to do this on a Sunday night, every Sunday night so you know what’s happening for the week ahead. Tonight we’ll eat dinner and can make out on the sofa, then I plan on giving you a very sexy pole dance with a new cheerleader outfit I had delivered because I’d like you to use that bondage rope on the new headboard and fuck me until I scream. Any complaints?’

‘None whatsoever,’ he smiled widely and patted his lap for me to hop on.

I tucked my hair behind my ear as I perched on the bar stool and looked around me. The hotel bar was busy, with so many men in suits, some of whom had tried to chat Lexi and I up, but we’d politely turned them away. We were here in London to meet Sam, besides my gaze kept going to the good looking guy seated at the top end of the bar who was eyeing me intently. The look on his face screamed sex and I had to press my thighs together to try and dampen the longing pooling there.

‘Ok?’ asked Lexi as she stood beside me and wriggled.

‘I’m fine,’ I smiled. ‘Will you stop fidgeting, you look amazing.’ She was wearing the sexy black dress I’d purchased for her in New York, the one with the metal safety pins up to her hips and across her chest. She’d dyed her hair that lustrous black with a slight blue sheen and had gone all out on the dark smoky eyes. Her brilliant green eyes shone like freshly polished emeralds.

‘I feel stupid,’ she grizzled.

‘You look sexy. If I was a lesbian I’d go for you in that.’

‘You would?’ her face light up.

‘I would,’ I nodded.

‘Well you look seriously hot too. That dress is incredible.’ She nodded as she looked me up and down. I blew out a breath as I looked at it. It was as if someone had wrapped strips of black fabric around me, covering the bits that had to be covered, but leaving plenty of flesh exposed. Exposed was the word for it, I felt on display and as another guy checked me out I gulped and knocked my drink back. ‘What time is it?’ she asked.

‘Time. He’s late, I bet he’s not coming.’

‘Please, like anyone would turn down the prospect of a threesome with us two, we’ve got it going on,’ Lexi advised as she shoved my shoulder.

‘I feel like a slutty hooker,’ I mumbled as I looked down at my six inch heels with small black metal spikes up the back of them.

‘And you’re about to pick up the score of a lifetime,’ she whispered in a breathy tone. I looked up at her, then followed her eye line across the hotel bar and there he was, Sam of Nevada 6, just like he’d promised. He ran a hand through his dark hair and sauntered over, with the cocky swagger of a guy that knew every woman in the bar knew who he was and wanted him. I crossed my legs and saw his gaze run up the bare flesh of my thigh and his tongue flicked out as he wet his lip and lifted his eyes to my face. I smiled, he winked, Lexi groaned and I chuckled.

‘Mia, wow, you look even better than I remembered,’ he grinned as he kissed me on each cheek, one hand in the small of my back. I flicked my eyes down the bar to see my admirer sit up a bit straighter with a frown creasing his forehead.

‘Sam, you look … very bad boy. So this is Lexi.’ I nodded my head in her direction and saw her take a nervous chew on the side of her lip.

‘Sexy Lexi,’ Sam chuckled and slipped his other hand around her waist and kissed her cheek. She flamed up immediately and looked at me with a
help
expression. She was nervous, her top totty ever was here in the flesh and all primed for a threesome with us. I don’t think she’d actually really believed it was going to happen.

‘Can I get you a drink Sam?’ I asked.

‘I have a couple of bottles of Cristal chilling in my suite. Why don’t we head up and make ourselves more comfortable without all of these prying eyes.’

‘Great,’ I nodded and took his hand as he helped me off the stool. He immediately put his hand on my bottom to steady me as I wobbled on my new extra high heels. I quickly grabbed it off and adjusted my dress, as low as I could get it, which wasn’t very low at all. I was terrified of flashing everyone.

‘Fuck,’ Sam groaned as he ran his eyes up and down me, resting on the curve of my backside being hugged.

‘Quite, shall we?’ I asked with a raised brow.

‘Hell yeah, you ok Lexi?’

‘Yeah,’ she managed to squeak as he put an arm around each of our waists and started walking. I flicked a glance back at the bar to see the hunk tilt his head to watch me walk away with an annoyed look on his face, so sashayed my hips a bit more sexily as Sam led us to the lifts. I needed to let loose and have some fun. Getting Gabe back on track had been hard work the last few weeks and I was feeling the strain. A bit of flirtation and attention was just what I needed right now. Sam headed straight to the lift that was being guarded by a man in uniform who nodded to him and pressed the button. I noticed a coiled wire hanging from his ear and assumed it was one of his security detail. As one of the hottest boy bands in the world right now, I guessed that he had a whole entourage following him. I shook my legs impatiently and Sam cocked his head at me.

‘You seem nervous Mia.’

‘I’ve never had a threesome Sam.’

‘How about you Lexi?’

‘Yeah,’ she nodded. I had to suppress a laugh. She’d turned into a one word wonder, where was the fiery feisty Lexi I knew and loved? Before we could say any more the lift opened and we stepped in, with the security guy blocking the door behind us amidst a load of protests from other waiting parties. Sam still had his hands on each of our waists and I could feel the sexual tension rising in the small space.

‘You know for two girls who have regular sex together, you seem a bit cold towards one another,’ Sam frowned as he looked from one of us to the other.

‘Cold?’ I exclaimed. ‘No way, we’re just
so
excited and overwhelmed at what’s happening.’

‘Yeah,’ nodded Lexi again.

‘I don’t know, I’m not feeling it. You’re two seriously hot girls, but if we’re going to do this I need to feel it,’ he shrugged. I looked over at Lexi and she scowled at me.

‘What would help you “feel it” Sam?’ I asked, dreading the answer. This whole thing had been set up to get him and Lexi together and for me to make my excuses and get gone.

‘Start making out with each other, give me a preview of what’s to come, so to speak,’ he winked. I stifled a gasp as I looked at his deep brown twinkling eyes, then across at Lexi. She bit her lip and gave me a big wide eyed glare. I knew exactly what she was telling me, it was her
Don’t screw this up for me
look. I gave her my best
WTF?!?
look. Loads of girls made out with their best friends, but I wasn’t one of them.

‘Sam,’ I protested.

‘Mia, seriously, what’s the big deal? You’ve done it before, we’re going to be getting naked with each other soon. Get me in the mood babe,’ he grabbed the base of my pony tail and pulled, leaned in and kissed my throat, trailing his tongue up my neck. I looked over at Lexi with a mortified expression. Before I knew what was happening, she’d shoved him out of the way, slammed me back against the wall and clasped my face in her hands and kissed me, straight on the lips.

‘Lex,’ I objected, but heard Sam groan in the background.

‘
Please, I need sex with him,’
she mouthed as she studied my face. I sighed and nodded, choice of kissing Lexi or Sam, Lexi won hands down. I closed my eyes and tensed up as she kissed me properly, this was so wrong but I was surprised, kissing a girl immediately felt different to a guy, it was more tender and there was less urgency. I heard Sam groan ‘
O shit that’s hot,’
behind her as she moved her hands down to grab my backside and yank me against her. I put one hand up behind her head and the other tentatively on her bottom as we kissed a bit harder.
I’m kissing a freakin’ girl, I’m kissing Lexi
I thought to myself as I just let myself go with it. She wasn’t a bad kisser at all, there again she’d had loads of practice. What was even weirder was that I actually felt turned on, it was so wrong that it felt totally illicit and made it all the more hot. She ground her pelvis against me as I kissed her back, careful not to use tongue, that would be taking it a step too far and seriously wrong. Like this was right in the first place?

‘O my God, you two are so fucking hot,’ exclaimed Sam as we broke apart when the lift came to a shuddering halt. Lexi straightened up and backed off and wiped her mouth on her arm as a look of embarrassment passed between us. ‘Damn, I’m so hard, let’s move,’ he ordered as he hustled us out of the lift towards his suite.

‘Sam,’ came a deep voice from behind us. He stopped and turned and exhaled heavily. ‘Give me a second girls, go and make yourselves comfortable,’ he winked as he shoved the key card in Lexi’s hand and strode back towards the large dark skinned security guy in a suit and shades. She opened the suite and walked in, and I followed closely behind me and let the door shut behind us.

‘What was with the tongue?’ Lexi uttered as she turned to face me.

‘
What?!’
I exclaimed. ‘There was
no
tongue and you know it. What was with the arse grabbing and pelvic grinding?’

‘I was in the moment and I
really
want sex with him. No way you were blowing it for me.’

‘I’m not blowing anything for
anybody
thank you very much. I just had to bloody kiss you Lexi, a
girl,
and that wasn’t a peck on the lips thank you very much. You
so
owe me for this.’

‘Please,’ she scoffed. ‘Don’t try telling me you didn’t enjoy it, I heard you sigh in my mouth. I’m a great kisser.’

‘I didn’t sigh,’ I objected and she raised her eyebrows. ‘Fine, I enjoyed it, you’re a great kisser, but there was no sighing, no tongue and they’ll be no repeat performances thank you.’

‘Wanna know something?’

‘What?’

‘I enjoyed it too,’ she giggled. ‘You’re an
amazing
kisser, I feel extra turned on. Is that really wrong?’

‘I don’t know,’ I giggled back. ‘But I do too. Too bad you never actually got to experience my French kissing, I told you I can tie a cherry stem, imagine what my tongue could have done in your mouth.’

‘Stop! This conversation is so wrong after what we just did.’

‘I know,’ I laughed.

‘So how we doing this?’

‘Like we rehearsed Lex, I’ll excuse myself to go to the toilet, you drag him to the bedroom and make a start and I’ll leave on an “emergency.” He’ll be too turned on to stop and voila, you have him for the night all to yourself.’

‘I love you, you know that right.’

‘You’d better, the bloody things I do for you,’ I scowled and whipped my head around as the door opened. Sam closed it and leaned back on it, his erection obvious in his trousers. I walked over to him and ran a hand up his face and leaned in and whispered, in my best sultry tone. ‘We’re so hot for you, I need to go and freshen up as I’m soaking wet, down
there
. Make a start with Lexi and I’ll join you in minute.’

‘Fuck,’ he groaned and nodded. I winked at Lex over my shoulder and headed into his enormous bathroom. I did actually need the toilet and giggled to myself as I went. Here I was in a superstar’s suite in London, making out with my best friend on bloody Valentine’s night. Who’d have thought? I flushed the chain and turned and let out a squeal of embarrassment. Where I thought there was a wall separating the bathroom and bedroom, it was a huge piece of clear glass. Lucky Sam and Lexi, seemed oblivious, they were too busy rolling around in a passionate embrace on the bed, hands everywhere. I quickly washed my hands and applied some red lipstick. I looked so different, sophisticated with an edge of sleazy hotness. I smoothed my fringe down and tried to wiggle the dress down a bit, but if I pulled it any lower, my tits would pop out. I looked out at the bedroom again and quickly covered my eyes before I turned my back on the glass, seeing Lexi doing that to another guy was going to scar me for life. I quickly made my way to the front door.

‘Sam, Lexi, I’m so sorry, there’s been a family emergency I need to get home now. I’ve just rung a taxi.’

‘Ok,’ yelled Lexi. ‘Text me later to let me know you’re ok.’

‘Sorry Mia, we’ll fix it up again,’ I heard Sam mumble. I chuckled and let myself out of the suite and pulled the door behind me, mission accomplished. I smiled at the security team who gave me a surprised look, obviously not used to seeing women leave his suite quite so quickly. I headed down stairs in the lift. I needed a stiff drink, right now, it was time for me to have some fun. I walked back into the bar, feeling more confident in my shoes and scanned the room. Sexy guy was still there, sitting at the bar looking at his watch. I felt my nipples harden as my chest heaved, he was so damn hot. I took a deep breath and walked over and stood next to him, feeling my skin crackling at his proximity and flicked my fingers at the bartender who came straight over.

‘A double vodka cranberry, hold the ice please.’ I went to get my purse out of my small clutch bag and felt strong fingers circle my wrist.

‘Allow me. I can’t let a beautiful woman buy her own drink at a bar, especially not on Valentine’s day,’ came a sexy as hell voice. I turned to look at him and teetered on my heels. Shit he was
gorgeous
. He was in navy pinstripe trousers with a white shirt, undone at the collar, sleeves rolled up to his elbows. His hand quickly moved to palm my backside to keep me steady as I gasped.

‘Thank you,’ I whispered breathlessly.

‘You’re welcome,’ came the husky tone, following by a sexy uplift of his lips into the hint of a smile. ‘So why are you here alone tonight?’

‘Who says I’m alone?’

‘You left with your friend and another man, yet ten minutes later you’re back down here in the bar ordering a drink on your own.’