Tommy Gabrini 4: Dapper Tom Begin Again (21 page)

The
months came and went and Tommy and Liz’s relationship flourished.
 
It was still long distance, as they both had
companies to run, but Tommy managed to come and see her almost every Friday
night, even though he rarely stayed longer than overnight.
 
He had to pick up his daughter on Saturday
mornings and he never allowed anything, not even his strong and growing
affection for Liz, to interfere with that.

But
today was different.
 
Liz had been in the
UAE at Kutana’s Dubai bureau, dealing with yet another management issue, and
Tommy sent his plane to pick her up.
 
Not
to fly her home to Chicago, but to fly her to his home in Seattle.

As
Liz sat on the plane and watched it touch down in Seattle, she could feel the
nerves bubbling inside of her.
 
This
wasn’t her first trip to Tommy’s home, but it was her first trip where it
included a meeting with his daughter.
 
For Liz, that was huge.
 
She knew
what that little girl meant to Tommy.
 
She knew he had kept his daughter at bay until he had more confidence in
their relationship.
 
And now he wanted
Liz to meet her.
 
The stakes, Liz felt,
were extremely high.
 
Because she also
knew what it could mean to her budding relationship with Tommy, if that little
girl didn’t like her.

Knocks
were heard, and then a crew member opened her cabin door.
 
“Ma’am,” he said, “we have arrived at the
destination.”

Liz
smiled.
 
“Thank-you,” she said, and
gathered up her things.

She
would be herself, she thought, and if that kid didn’t like her, then
tough.
 
It would be the kid’s loss.
 
Yeah, right.
 
It would be her loss because she knew, no matter how much Tommy would deny
it, if that little girl hated Liz’s guts, her relationship with Tommy was going
nowhere.
 

She
stood up, took a moment to relax herself, to make sure she was composed and
dignified, and then she headed out of her cabin.
 
But when she made her way to the plane’s exit
door, and the door opened, she was so pleased to see Tommy standing at the
bottom of the stairs she could hardly contain herself.
 
His hair was blowing in the sharp September
wind, and his luscious eyes were looking up at her as if he was looking at an
angel.
 

She
ran.
 
Forget composure.
 
Forget dignity.
 
She ran as if she couldn’t get to him fast
enough.

Tommy’s
heart leaped with joy when he saw Liz running to greet him.
 
He’d had so many women in his day, but never
did he have one as carefree and full of life as Liz.
 
Even in her darkest days, she found a way to
smile.
 
And she made it her duty to never
let anybody see her sweat but him.
 
She
reserved her most vulnerable moments for him and him alone.
 
It made him love her even more.

And
when she made her way to him with that beautiful white smile that weakened him,
he snatched her off the bottom stair and lifted her into his arms.
 
She wrapped her pants-clad legs around his
body and wrapped her arms around his neck.
 
Tommy had never met a firebrand quite like Liz.
 
She was quirky and fun and made him feel as
if he was the most fortunate man in the world to have a woman like this.
 
And he had her now.
 
He claimed her that morning in Chicago, and
never let her go.

When
they stopped embracing, but before he let her back on firm ground, he kissed
her.
 
It was supposed to be a simple,
public kiss.
 
But he could never go
halfway with Liz.
 
She wouldn’t allow
it.
 
Because she kissed him back.
 
And as soon as he felt the press of her
tongue, her teeth, her sweet breath inside of his mouth, he was all-in
too.
 

The
crew remained at the top of the stairs, out of respect, but even they weren’t
used to their boss behaving this way.
 
For one thing, he’d never sent his plane to pick up one of his women
before.
 
And of all the women that had
accompanied him on his numerous business trips, he never displayed any public
affection toward them the way he was displaying it right now.
 
The crew members even looked at each
other.
 
After the end of his relationship
with Shoshanna Shanks and his divorce from Grace Gabrini, they laid bets that
he would never again have a special lady.
 
Now it was only a year-and-a-half after his divorce and he not only
already had a special lady, but he was showing her more affection in public
than he used to show his own wife.
 
It
was eye-opening.

When
he and Liz finally stopped kissing, and Tommy still held her up and in his
arms, he looked into her eyes.
 
He gave
her that serious, assessing look he always gave her when they came
together.
 
It was as if he had to make
sure she was okay and her words alone would not be enough for him.
 
He had to see it, in her eyes, for
himself.
 
“How do you feel?” he asked
her.

“The
way Whitney Houston felt when Bobby got out of prison and she greeted him,” Liz
said.

“What?”
Tommy asked, with a smile and a frown.
 
Liz laughed.
 
He shook his
head.
 
“You are one quirky lady, you know
that?”

“I
know, I know!”

“If
we were at home, I’d give you the spanking you deserve.”

“Why
do we have to be at home?” Liz joked.
 
“You’re so big and bad, give it to me now.”

Tommy
looked at her.
 
He wasn’t smiling anymore.
 
“Okay,” he said, sat her down, and then
grabbed her by the hand and slung her back up the stairs of the plane.

“Tommy,
what are you doing?” Liz asked nervously.
 
“I was just kidding.
 
Tommy, I was
just kidding!”

But
he wasn’t.
 
He handed his car keys to one
of his crew members, told him to place Miss Logan’s luggage in the trunk and
for the rest of them to wait downstairs too.
 
Then he hurried into the plane’s master bedroom, his bedroom, closed and
locked the door, and then tossed Liz onto the bed.

Liz’s
body bounced when he dropped her onto the bed.
 
She was laughing.
 
“Tommy, you
know I was joking, what are you doing?”

“You
wanted a spanking,” Tommy said, dropping his pants and underwear and then
removing them altogether, along with his shoes, “you’re going to get one.”

But
if Liz thought it would be with his hands, she was mistaken.
 
He was going to spank her, but his dick was
going to do the work.

He
pulled off her shoes and her pants and then stood there, looking at her body,
rubbing his dick, preparing it.

“No
hands?” she asked him.

“No
hands,” he said.
 
“All dick.”

Liz
nodded.
 
“I think I can manage a spanking
of that nature,” she said with a smile.

“Think
so?” Tommy asked, still staring at her, still rubbing his ever-expanding
penis.
 
She had no idea just how hard he
was about to put it on her.
 
He’d been
dreaming about doing her this way, and her wonderful, smart mouth just gave him
his opening.

But
when he opened her legs, and when his fingers opened her folds, he couldn’t
pass up a meal that enticing.
 

He
ate her pussy first.
 
He knelt down and
licked her with excruciatingly slow licks.
 
She was soak and wet by the time he was done.
 
If this was to portend what was to come, Liz
was expecting a long session of soft, sweet, passionate sex.
 
Tommy had mastered sweet sex just as
powerfully as he’d mastered hard.

But
he didn’t give her sweet and soft.
 
He
didn’t even give her hard.
 
He gave her
harder.
 
He laid her onto her stomach,
entered her from behind, and began fucking her with such ferocious strokes that
she was bouncing with the bed.
 
It
started hard and went harder.
 
His balls
were slapping against her as he banged her, and slapping her so hard that it
made any hand licks feel like kid’s play.
 

Her
ass was on fire as Tommy pounded into it.
 
She was holding onto the bedding as he thrashed into her raw and
unapologetically, and kept on thrashing her.
 
And for all of the pain and pleasure, and for all of the fullness that
felt as if her insides would explode, Liz loved it!
 
It made her feel as if she was on top of a
mountain and falling and falling into the comfort of Tommy’s dick.

And
his dick wore her out.
 
He put it on her
so fiercely that she let out a scream when she came.
 
It was such an elevated high that she didn’t
think such a place existed.

But
Tommy knew it did.
 
He knew Liz had it in
her.
 
He knew she could take his hardest
the way other women could barely take his easiest.
 
And the thought of it, that he could go to
the limits with her and she would love it too, made him cum.
 

And
when he came, when he poured into her with a searing release, she became
inflamed with his warm, massive leak, and came again.

Tommy
laid on top of her back, his dick still stuck up her ass, as he felt the
magnificence, the sheer happiness that sex with Liz Logan always made him feel.

He
collapsed on top of her, after he came.

His
Porsche pulled up to the Gabrini corporate building in downtown Seattle and Liz
smiled.
 
“You’re taking me to the
office?” she asked him.

He
sat behind the wheel a moment longer, and then he looked at her.
 
“No,” he responded.

His
look worried Liz.
 
“What is it?
 
Why are you bringing me here then?”

“I
need you to meet some people,” he said.
 
“And, more importantly, I need them to meet you.”

Liz
didn’t understand.
 
“You want me to meet
your staff?”
 
He showed her the Gabrini
Corporation before, but he never took her inside or introduced her to his
staff.
 
He didn’t want them gossiping
about her, and she appreciated that.
 
But
did he now have a change of heart?
 
Because she was going to meet his little girl, did he feel it was high
time she met his staff too?

“No,”
he said.
 
“I want you to meet the women
that I have had a relationship with.”

Liz’s
heart began to pound.
 
“You mean a sexual
relationship?”

“Yes,”
Tommy admitted.

“You
mean you’ve been seeing these females even after you said we were going to be
exclusive?”

“No,”
Tommy said with a frown.
 
“Of course
not.
 
I haven’t been with another woman
since I went exclusive with you.
 
I
called them here because I want them to meet you.
 
I want them to understand the full extent of
my relationship with you.”

Liz
was baffled.
 
What in the world was going
on?
 
“I don’t get it, Tommy.
 
Who cares what they understand or don’t
understand?”

“You
saw what Matthew Tennyson tried to do to you when he realized you had moved
on?”

Liz
nodded.
 
“Yes.
 
And I know what you did to him in
return.
 
I feel between you and me, he
got the raw end of that deal.”

“He
tried to harm you,” Tommy said as if that was the only point that
mattered.
 
“I will not allow any of these
ladies to even consider it.
 
I want it
out in the open that I will do more than harm them if they so much as entertain
the thought of harming you.”

Liz
stared at Tommy.
 
What was this really
about?
 
Then a thought entered her
mind.
 
“Did something happen in the past
that makes you want to do this?”

Tommy
looked at her.
 
He didn’t expect her to
have figured that out, but he was pleased that she had.
 
“Yes,” he said.
 
“I don’t think I conveyed strongly enough
what my wife at the time meant to me, and it gave some of my lady friends an
opening to exploit.
 
I want to make sure
they understand there are no openings with you.”
 
His look turned hard.
 
“None.”