Passion in the Heart (2 page)

Gwen strolled into her closet. “Me? Why not you?”

“I’m checking out the other new guy in the office. John Griffin is the director over IT. He’s older than what I typically go for, but the man has a great sense of humor.”

Gwen chuckled as she stopped in front of a row of hanging clothes. “Wow, sounds like there were some changes made while I was gone.”

“We can catch up tomorrow. I’m so glad you’re back. I really missed you.”

“I missed you too.”

“I can’t wait to hear about the men you met. I want full details.”

Melanie had slept with more men in the last five years than Gwen had in her entire life. Usually it was Melanie sharing her wild sex stories. Now it was Gwen’s turn. While Gwen didn’t mind revealing some personal information about her adventures, she’d certainly keep the juicier bits to herself. “I’ll tell you about them at lunch,” Gwen said.

“Welcome back, hon.”

“Thanks. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“You better.”

“Bye.”

Gwen ended the call after Melanie had said her farewell. She lowered the phone and scanned her clothes, trying to decide what to wear. Since she had a new attorney on her team, she thought it might be wise to dress nicely on her first day back. Set a good impression. She looked at her skirts and dresses hanging from the rack. As she reached for the black dress with light blue flowers, the cell in her hand alerted her to a new call. She lifted the device and saw Phillip’s name. Her heart instantly fluttered.

“Hello,” she said with the phone to her ear.

“Shall I interpret your last email as an invitation?”

Although she hadn’t heard his seductive voice in four weeks, she remembered it well and it sent a quiver of desire racing through her.

“By all means. You are most welcome in my home, and my bed.”

“Well, now, that is an offer I cannot resist.”

“Then don’t.”

“I won’t.”

She giggled. His playful words and personality made her grin. “I look forward to seeing you again sometime.”

“I’d love to hear more, what you would do and just how eager you are to see me. But first, how was your trip?”

She sauntered out of the closet and headed to the chair. “It was good. Very good.”

“Meet any stunning men that I need to compete with?”

“Well…” She dragged the word out for added emphasis.

“Damn it, I knew this would happen.”

Again, she chuckled. “I met a few men who pleased me well, but I wouldn’t say there’s any competition.” She sat in the cushioned chair.

“Oh really? They pleased you well. Hmm…perhaps I
do
need to pop in for a visit and show you how well
I
can please you.”

“Is there anything else that might pop up if you visited?” She crossed her legs and rocked her foot gently.

“Why, yes. Yes I have something that would pop up. I think you’d like it. You did on the plane. Oh wait, I recall you did in my hotel room too.”

She couldn’t stop herself from grinning. “I remember something hard creating a tent from your pants in your groin area.”

“That
something
is hard right now. He misses you.”

Gwen’s pussy spasmed. She longed Phillip and his rigid dick. She would have loved to have molded her body to his like she had in London and spend all hours of the night fucking. Waking up in his arms as she had before would make her incredibly happy.

“Tell him I miss him too,” Gwen said. “I’d kiss him if I could.”

“Is that all you would do?”

“No, of course not. I’d roll my tongue along his length, then lick the boys.”

He groaned. “That sounds good.”

“I’d lick him for a bit then slide him into my mouth. I’d take him deep and stroke him with my lips and tongue.”

“He’s enjoying the image and remembering the times you did just that.”

“I want to make him happy. I’ll suck him good and take every bit of him. When he comes, I will swallow every drop.”

There was a soft whispery sound as if he’d breathed between clenched teeth. “Woman, I need you.”

“Do you need my lips wrapped around your cock? Do you need to fuck my mouth?”

“Yes and yes.”

“Then stop by sometime, but not during the day. I have to go back to work tomorrow, so nobody will be here during the day.”

“Back to work at the law firm already?”

“I’m afraid so.” She sighed. “I have a mortgage to pay.”

“Hmm…I guess I’ll have to wait then.”

“I’d really love to see you again, Phillip.”

“And I’d really love to have your mouth sucking my dick. Okay, and I’d enjoy a few other things.”

“You’re welcome anytime. And I’ll take care of any rigidity issues you might have.”

“Good. I’ll check my schedule and make arrangements right away.”

Gwen’s heart accelerated. She uncrossed her legs and sat upright. “What did you say?” Surely he wasn’t going to book a trip to her home. Was he? He was the owner of his company and had his own private plane. He could do pretty much anything he wanted and go anywhere as he pleased. But she hadn’t thought for a second he would spring up on her doorstep. She didn’t know what to say. She had to go back to work.

“Surprised?” he asked.

“Well, yeah. I have work and—”

“I won’t interfere, if that’s what you’re afraid of.”

Gwen chewed on her lip. Why did she fear seeing him so soon? He wouldn’t bother her at her job. He was too respectable to do such a thing.

“I know you won’t get in the way of my job. I’m not worried about that. Since I don’t have any time to take off, we’ll be limited on the time we spend together.”

He chuckled. “That is nothing new for us or me. I’ve told you a bit about my job and the demands. Here one day and gone the next sometimes.”

She relaxed against the chair. “I remember.” The demands of his job as owner took quite a toll on him. From what he had told her, he’d never had a vacation. His company had expanded quickly across the globe, not only making him wealthy but also extremely busy. And whenever a major problem arose, he had to move fast to resolve it.

“I may have time this week to drop by. If you’re okay with—”

“Absolutely,” she said. “I’ll take whatever time with you that I can get before you have to rush off again. My lips will be ready for you.”

“Both sets of lips?”

“Both sets.”

“Excellent. I can’t wait. I’ll see them and you soon.”

“Sounds delightful.” Although she sounded calm, her pulse raced. Excitement churned within her. The charming billionaire she’d had sex with on a plane and in London was going to stop by her house.

“I have a feeling it will be more than that,” he said. “Bye, Gwen.”

“Have a good night.”

She lowered the phone to her lap and took a deep breath. The news seemed almost too good to be true. Phillip was coming to visit her. In her home. Her modest suburban home.

Worry crept into her mind as she looked around her room. She didn’t have lavish furnishings or even cable television. Would he expect the luxuries of five star hotels?

She shook the thought from her head. Phillip had treated her with kindness while they’d been together. She’d shared many details about her life with him and he hadn’t treated her any differently. There was no reason for her to think he would now. The man had an interest in her. Even if it was purely sexual, she’d take it. And enjoy every minute.

Gwen stood with exhilaration pumping within her veins. His visit would be a wild one between the sheets. She had no doubt about it. Now, if only she knew when he was going to arrive.

Chapter Two

“Two men?” Melanie asked. The tone of her voice was elevated. Although shades covered her eyes, her arched eyebrows hinted at her surprise. “You had sex with two men at the same time.”

Gwen looked from side to side, checking to see if anyone had heard her friend. They were sitting outside with lunch on the table in front of them. A glimpse at the darkened window revealed the crowded restaurant had a long line of customers inside. Within the sectioned off area where Gwen and Melanie sat, patrons occupied most tables but a few were vacant. People chatted as they walked by on the sidewalk. Everyone appeared lost in conversations.

“They were young Italian men with a yacht. How could I say no?” Gwen lifted her turkey club wrap and bit into it.

Melanie grinned widely. “I am so proud of you, Gwen. You took advantage of perfect opportunity. Kudos to you, girlfriend.” She picked up a quarter of her quesadilla and bit into it.

Gwen sipped her iced tea then set the glass down. “After Rome, I stopped in Vienna.”

“Mm…” Melanie swallowed. “You wanted to go to the Opera House.”

“Yes. I went to buy a ticket and they were sold out.”

“Oh no. What did you do?” Melanie ate another piece of her food.

“Luck was with me because I ran into the manager and a business friend of his who had a ticket to the show. We went to dinner and one thing led to another.” Gwen couldn’t help but smile as the memory of riding Nikolaus during the performance popped into her mind. “He gave me his extra ticket and I got to see the Opera.”

“You had sex with him. Didn’t you?”

Gwen bit into her wrap and lifted a shoulder.

“Holy fuck.” Melanie set her lunch on her plate and grabbed a napkin. She wiped her fingers. “That’s the fifth man you slept with.”

Chewing, Gwen nodded.

Melanie counted with her fingers. “Phillip in London. Pierre in Paris. Paolo and Leo in Rome. And now this guy in Vienna. Holy shit, you were burning up between the sheets.”

“What can I say? The timing was right.”

“Was he as hot as the others?”

“Nikolaus was older than me.”

“You’re kidding. You had sex with an older man?”

“He was sexy and very good in the sack. He looked like Daniel Craig but with a beard.”

“Oh. My. God. That is incredible. I’m stunned and in awe. You really did have one incredible vacation.”

Melanie continued eating while Gwen did the same. Gwen couldn’t agree with her friend more. Every man she’d met had treated her with kindness and showed her passion unlike she’d ever felt before. And she couldn’t forget about Susan. Meeting her and her husband Jonathan had been a delightful experience as well. Gwen’s trip had been better than anything she could have dreamed. And that’s why she’d noted all the details in her journal, Diary of a Free Woman. She wanted to remember those rare and once in a lifetime adventures.

“So, after Vienna, where did you stop?” Melanie sipped her drink.

“Amsterdam.”

Melanie shot her eyebrows up. “Let me guess, you went to the Red Light District and met a hot stud.”

“Well, I was curious. It’s an interesting area and the sex shops are nothing like the ones here.”

“You went to a toy shop?”

“Yes, and it had real floggers and whips for sale. Among other things.”

“Wow. Did you buy anything?”

“No. But I did meet a hot stud with a tattoo who works at a fetish club.”

Melanie leaned forward over the table and stared at Gwen. “You’re fucking kidding me. You met a man with a tattoo who worked at a BDSM club?”

Gwen moved closer to her friend, placing her face less than a foot away. “The man was intense. He let me have my way the first night, then he took control the next.”

“You are my goddess. Did he tie you up? Did you enjoy it?”

“He tied me up, blindfolded and spanked me. I most certainly enjoyed it.”

Melanie sat upright and smacked her hand on the table. “That’s it. I’m booking my next trip to Amsterdam. Do you have his number?”

Gwen burst out laughing. Since her friend leaned toward the promiscuous side of life, Gwen had little doubt Melanie would actually venture to the Red Light District and find a way into a fetish club.

“Seriously, that’s naughty and you know I’m all for it,” Melanie said. “I am proud of you.”

“It’s like you said, I had opportunities. So I took them.”

Melanie lifted her cup. “Cheers to you.”

Gwen picked up her drink and tapped it to Melanie’s. “Cheers.”

They took a sip then finished the last of their food. The sun continued to beat on Gwen’s exposed arms and legs. Her black dress with the light blue floral design soaked in the rays and trapped the heat. She started to perspire.

“I’m ready to go if you are,” Melanie said as she wiped her fingers on a white napkin.

“Yeah, I’m getting a bit hot.”

Melanie chuckled. “I’m hot from listening about your trip. It’s like living a fantasy. I want to do it.”

Gwen rose with her tray. “You have vacation time saved. Why not book a trip somewhere?”

“I might look into it,” Melanie said as she stood.

Gwen headed to the nearest trashcan. Melanie followed, carrying her tray. After Gwen had dumped her garbage and left the clean tray on the countertop, she waited for her friend on the sidewalk.

“Didn’t you make a stop in Ireland?” Melanie asked as she came to Gwen’s side.

Gwen began walking toward the end of the block. “Yes. I flew from Amsterdam to Ireland and stayed at a castle.”

“Did you meet a man there too?”

“Well, yes. But he was there with his wife. They were a lovely couple.”

They walked in silence until they reached the crosswalk at the corner. Then, Melanie touched Gwen’s arm. “Did you have sex with both of them?”

“It was Susan’s idea. She said they like to keep their marriage spicy.” Gwen curled her lips in one corner. “It wasn’t bad.”

The light signaled to them to cross. Gwen stepped down from the curb.

“I had sex with another woman when I was in college,” Melanie said, walking beside Gwen. “It was one of those experimental situations. It wasn’t bad, but having a choice of pussy or cock, I’m going to choose the penis.”

“I agree. My preference is for a man.”

“A strong one with a healthy appetite for sex. And doesn’t lounge around all the time. A man who is financially stable and likes to stay active. One who doesn’t mind a little kinkiness, too.”

Gwen instantly thought of Phillip. He matched her friend’s description. Thinking of him made her heart flutter. She hadn’t told Melanie he was going to show up at her house sometime during the week.