Not Looking for Love: Episode 7 (A New Adult Contemporary Romance Novel) by Lena Bourne Page B

Her moans turn to whimpers as I rub her clit while thrusting into her, and I hope she's ready because I can't hold back any longer. Her pussy clamps down on my cock almost painfully just as I come, her hand clutching mine again. I stop with my cock buried deep and ride it out, let her do the same.  
    "So how's that for professional?" she whispers once her breathing returns to normal. She turns her head to look at me as she says it, smiling, her eyes still half closed.
    I stroke her clit some more, gasp as her pussy clenches down on my cock again.
    "You're showing real promise, Gail," I manage, and the way my cock's growing hard again, there may be more practice in store soon. Though I'm not sure she's ready for more.
    "No, stay," she says as I try to pull out of her, and I'm not about to argue.
    "Greg did leave before you came after me last night, right?" she asks.
    "Pros can't be prudes, Gail," I tell her, and get an outraged gasp in response.
    "Did he?" she asks again, in her strictest teacher voice.
    "Yes, he left," I relent, because sometimes she doesn’t get the joke when I tease her too much, and I just want to enjoy her velvety softness for now.
    "Good," she whispers, and settles down closer to me. A few moments later, her even breathing fills the room, and it's enough to put me to sleep too.

    The phone ringing wakes Gail too, before I can extricate myself from her to answer it.
    "Who is that?" she mutters and I just shrug, not about to mention Mike right now, silencing the ringer as I walk to the living room.
    "Yeah?" I say, stopping myself just in time from barking ‘What?’
    "Vlado's getting all paranoid. He wants another meeting today," Mike says without pausing for breath. "Just us two, at noon. Are you ready?"
    "What time is it?" I ask, pain shooting through my chest. Maybe it's just Mike panicking though. Maybe there's nothing to worry about.  
    "Ten thirty."
    "Should we even go?" I ask and sit down on the couch, leaning my head against my palm.  
    "We have to go," Mike snarls, his tone screaming 'you fucking coward' even if he's not actually saying it.  
    "I'll meet you there, I guess," I say, managing to at least get my voice back under control, if not my fear.
    "No, I'll pick you up in half an hour," Mike says and hangs up.
    Gail's standing in the entrance to the living room wearing my shirt, her eyes wide and her mouth open. Her face seems to be screaming in fear, or maybe that's just me.
    "I have to go out," I whisper and walk past her to the bathroom. I can't let her see my hands shaking, can't have her know things could go real bad today. Maybe a cold shower will help, maybe there's nothing to worry about at all. But why just Mike and me? It's been weeks since Vlado invited me over for drinks, I suddenly realize. Does he suspect me?
    Gail's blowing on a steaming cup of coffee when I join her again, pointing to another one on the table. "I made you a coffee."
    My heart might explode if I have caffeine right now, but I can't decline.
    "When will you be back?" she asks and her eyes are screaming 'Don't go!' but at least she's not saying it, which makes it easier.
    "In a couple of hours," I say. "Don't worry."
    My voice actually cracks when I say it. She sets her cup down hard, spilling half of the coffee over the table, and rushes me, wrapping her arms around my waist hard.
    "If I ask you to stay, will you?" she mutters into my chest.
    I peel her arms away and kiss her, because I can't speak, I can't think, all I can do is be with her right now. Because later is not actually guaranteed.
    "I'll be back soon," I manage to say with more conviction after I break the kiss. Conviction she gives me, because she's here and putting up with all my shit. And I'll do everything I can to make it worth it for her.  
    She nods and lets me go.  
    I try to think of absolutely nothing but her lips over mine, her skin pressed against me, my cock buried deep inside her. But it's no good. Denial never worked well for