Love in the City, an erotic romance novel (38 page)

“Mmmm…” he responded as he watched her, his sex drive kicking into high gear. She had taken this far enough that he knew he could keep going. Her sensual and erotic feminine invitation
strongly propelled his primal male sexual hunger.

She saw his body twitch as he gazed at her, raw lust etched across his face.

He caressed her breasts, then pulling her to him, his mouth found her nipples, licking and sucking as she groaned and writhed in his hands.

She ran her fingernails down his back as he sucked on her nipples, stopping to press the side of his face into her breast, while playing with her other nipple.

“I could stare at you forever,” he whispered. “You are a goddess.” His mouth and tongue found her nipples again as his hand slipped down her stomach and underneath her panties. She moaned in ecstasy as his fingers explored her womanhood. She felt his intimate caress probing her, then he gripped her pussy, pressing his palm against her. He rubbed her gently with the ball of his hand for a minute, then his fingers probed again, spreading her, then sliding inside her. He kept one finger inside her as his thumb stroked and caressed her clitoris.

Anabelle’s mind and body were on fire at his erotic touch. She didn’t think she could take another minute of it. “Giorgio,” she moaned, “I can’t believe what you do to me...”

He gently removed his hand, then took her in his strong arms and laid her down on his bed. She was thrilled at his strength, he made her feel as light as a doll. Somehow he managed to keep the sheet balled up in front of him, covering his manhood, which she could tell was still fully erect. He looked at her lying on the bed in front of him. She placed her arms over her head, her one leg stretched out, while her other was bent over it in a ladylike fashion.

His full lips were parted, a look of sexual hunger apparent
on his handsome features. “My God, you are everything a man could desire. You’re perfect.”

She smiled, loving the attention and his masculine appreciation of her body. She took a deep breath calling
attention to her bare breasts.

He leaned over her, his hands grasping her full breasts, gently caressing them. She arched her back into his touch, keeping her arms over her head
.

His hands then traced their way down to her waist and hips. She watched him as he gazed at her body, thrilled at his desire for her. He bent down and kissed her stomach, then ran his tongue down to the edge of her panties, where he drew small circles with his tongue, teasing her with things to come. He then gripped the sides of her pink panties and slowly pulled them down.

Anabelle’s heart started to race. She felt her face flush. She was so aroused she thought she might explode.

Giorgio tossed her panties on the bed. Anabelle kept her legs together. He rubbed the outside of her thighs, then showered her legs with small kisses. His hands rubbed up the outside of her thighs, then gripped either side of her bare hips. Still, she kept her knees pressed together, though her body ached to open to him.

Giorgio took his time, knowing the sexual treasure that awaited him. He was surging with masculine desire as he caressed her nude body.

He watched as her legs shifted and her back arched. Her nipples were flush
ed with color and completely erect. He glided his hand over her breasts again, watching her writhe and moan at his touch. He smiled at the thought of all the pleasure he was about to give her. He shifted position. He kissed the tops of her manicured feet, then kissed her lower legs. He put gentle pressure on one of her legs, opening it slightly. He proceeded to kiss her inner thigh and then let out a loan groan as he took in the sight of her bare pussy before him. He saw the dark hair trimmed back to showcase her intimate features. His sexual longing surged as he pushed her leg open to expose her fully. Her pussy was flushed with desire. It was tantalizing to him.

She watched him looking at her naked body. She spread her legs more.

He took his cue and ran his tongue up her thigh, then he laid down on his stomach between her open legs. He looked at her pussy and with one hand he started his intimate exploration of her womanhood. He rubbed it softly with his fingers, as she moaned and writhed before him. “I could stare at you and play with you for hours,” he said.

Her breathing was deep and her heart pounded. “My body’s yours to enjoy, to explore,” she whispered, now almost breathless.

His full lips broke into a grin. “Mmmm…” he replied, as his fingers now pushed her pussy’s lips open. He leaned forward and kissed her clitoris, lightly at first, then seeing her back arch again and her legs push open more, he pressed his lips to her and licked and kissed her as his finger again entered her. He continued to lick, flicking his tongue faster and faster against her, moving his finger around inside her. His other hand spread her labia as he continued to lick and caress her with his lips and tongue.

She shuddered. He was working her up
into a sexual frenzy. “Oh my God, Giorgio, you’re going to make me come,” she whispered.

He kept up his intimate exploration of touch and taste between her legs as she writhed and moaned, keeping herself open to him. Finally, she
inhaled sharply and cried out, “Giorgio,
ohhh
…” as her body started to convulse in the throes of an intense orgasm. He felt her spasms around his finger, keeping his mouth pressed against her as she came. He was enjoying feeling and tasting her pussy as she came. Finally, her shudders lessened and she twitched, now even more sensitive to his touch.

He withdrew his finger as his pillowy lips lightly kissed her wet pussy.

She groaned. “I need you. I need you inside me now. All of you.”

“M’lady, your wish is my command.” He sat up on his knees, which were parted, his nude body
now on full display.

She gaz
ed at his naked form, his wide tanned chest, his nipples, the dark hair that accentuated his masculine angles, the way his hips narrowed, the strong, muscled thighs. His cock was fully erect, the tip of it wet and glistening. “It’s like you were sculpted by the masters,” she said, admiring his form, then settling her gaze between his legs. “So well-endowed. I’ve dreamt of having you inside me since our first date.”

“It would be my pleasure
, m’lady, to service your sexual needs.” He licked his lips, and pushed his hips forward.

She reached forward to grasp his length, her legs still spread before him. She stroked his rock-hard cock with her hand, her thumb caressing the wet tip, spreading his pre-come all over it.

He moaned. “My beautiful girl, I’ve wanted to be inside you for so long. I’ve fantasized about it endlessly, you get me so hard.” He moved quickly, lying down over top of her. With his hand, he guided himself to her vagina. He rubbed her with his wet tip, getting her writhing again, and then he pushed himself inside her, gliding in deep.

She inhaled sharply as hi
s huge shaft penetrated her. Feeling him slide inside her was a shock to her system, he was so large and long and it had been so long since she’d had sex. Her body was on fire with desire at the way his size pushed her open, and plunged deep inside her.

Giorgio’s body
surged with intensely erotic pleasure. Being inside her finally was sending his body into overdrive. He’d never felt so hard in his life. His body was tense, focused on one thing, what she was letting him do. He squeezed his eyes closed, his mind zeroing in on the sexual pressure between his legs, the feel of her body tight around him as his cock slid in and out of her. She was warm and wet and open and all he wanted was to claim his woman fully, sexually and in every other way.

He
pumped her slowly at first, his cock gliding in and out of her wet pussy, then she gasped as he thrust hard. He looked at her, his blue eyes swimming with a primal, sexual hunger, his lips red and parted, his dark, wavy hair falling around his face. He had a determined look as he pumped his cock in and out of her, growing harder by the second, then thrusting hard again.

Anabelle groaned loudly as she rocked her hips in rhythmic motions. Meeting his thrusts she was wet with an insatiable lust for him.

Giorgio watched her as his thrusts made her full breasts bounce.

She saw his gaze, then gave him a seductive smile. She caressed her own breasts, teasing him with her touch. She played with her nipples as his eyes were riveted on her. He moaned as she then lowered her hand to touch her pussy, which was spread wide with his penetration. She caressed herself, then the girth of his cock as he thrust ever more frantically, his arousal spiking as he
was riveted on her highly erotic movements.

“
Anabelle…” he said in a raspy voice, a sheen of sweat on his face, “you drive me wild. I-I can’t hang on much longer. I’ve wanted to bury myself between your legs from the first moment I saw you.”

“Don’t hold back,” she said, “show me how much of a man you are. Take your woman
, if you dare. Cream my pussy.”

That was it for him.
“Oh God, I want to come inside you so bad…
uhhh
…” Knowing she wanted him to, wanted him to give himself over to her sexually the way a man does, he drove himself into her even deeper this time. “Anabelle…” he said in a deep, strained voice, then grunted loudly as his body started to shake with a powerful orgasm. He rammed himself into her open, wet pussy rapidly as his semen shot out of him in bursts. Finally, he gave one last thrust and stayed there, buried inside her. He was out of breath, the sheen of sweat now all over his face and neck and chest. His heart pounded furiously in his chest.

Anabelle smiled like a Cheshire cat
as she caressed his firm buttocks. “You are all man. A total Adonis.”

He grinned back at her, shaking slightly. He tried to get control of his body’s reactions. He sighed heavily, then shifted to collapse down beside her.
His chest was heaving. He wrapped an arm around her waist, and leaned in to plant several kisses on her bare breast. “That was incredible,” he said, his body still trembling with sexual aftershocks. “You’re like a powerful drug to me. I’ve never felt anything like it, being inside you, coming inside you…”

She stroked his hair, feeling
so womanly and feminine, her body wet and warm, dripping with his seed. “I know, me too,” she said, feeling completely satisfied as a woman with the man she loved and wanted to be with.

He looked up at her. “I do love you, Anabelle. I want to make love to you for the rest of my life, if you’ll have me.”

Tears welled up her eyes, hearing his words. She felt her heart might burst with the intense emotions and feelings he stirred up in her. “I want that, too. I love you so much, Giorgio.” She could no longer imagine a life without him in it.

Anabelle slept in with Giorgio on Saturday morning. They took a shower together and he made her breakfast. She needed to get home to Jasper, so he gave her a ride home to Brooklyn. They had agreed to meet at Giorgio’s place Sunday around 11 a.m. to help with the preparations for Nikolas’ move. She was excited to finally meet his brother.

She
spent a few hours doing things at home and had some quality kitty time with Jasper before meeting Sarah at Painter’s Cove for dinner and drinks to get caught up on one another’s love lives.

When Anabelle arrived, Sarah was already there, sitting at the bar talking to Barry. She noticed immediately how affectionate they were with one another. After a quick greeting, she and Sarah went and sat down at their own table to talk privately. Anabelle was happy to learn that Sarah’s relationship with Barry had also progressed rather well. They toasted to the fact that they had both now fallen in love with great guys and secretly shared a few choice details of their first nights having sex with their beaus. They blushed and giggled through the whispered conversation and swore not to tell the guys what they had shared with one another.

Sarah had let Barry know that she and Anabelle had a lot to talk about together, so he had given them space to have their girl time. When he saw that they had relaxed into a less private conversation, he came by and got the update on Anabelle’s situation, minus the naughty details. When he heard about her plans to help with Nikolas’ move, he offered to come over
and help. Sarah loved the idea, and since she hadn’t met Giorgio yet, she wanted to come and help, too.

Anabelle called Giorgio right away to ask about having her friends help
out. He and Nikolas were both surprised and thrilled that they would do that for people they hadn’t even met yet. They were all excited that they’d finally get to meet some of the important people in one another’s lives.

Sunday came and Barry drove himself, Sarah, and Anabelle into Manhattan to Giorgio’s place. Anabelle proudly introduced her boyfriend to her friends and they spent a few minutes visiting. Giorgio had flats of beer ready to go and he drove the four of them to Nikolas’ soon-to-be former residence. Portia was still out of town while Nikolas completed his move. She hadn’t protested any of their decisions, having been threatened with lawsuits, which were still under consideration.

Nikolas had coffee, juice, bottles of water, and tons of food waiting for them when they got there. Introductions were made and the five of them found an easy camaraderie i
nstantly. Anabelle could tell, even without having met Nikolas before, that he’d been through a lot, though he was trying to keep up a brave face.

The day was busy and a lot of work, but alive with light-hearted chatter. Sarah and Barry were both very social people, so they had no problem feeling comfortable right away and making conversation. They were all empathetic to Nikolas’ situation, so they kept the topics averted from that to happier ones about his new place, recent events in the city, favorite past-times and all about Painter’s Cove. He was eager to check the place out, as was Giorgio, so the five of them made plans for an evening out there soon.

Giorgio pulled Anabelle aside part-way through the day to tell her that he could see how much this was cheering Nikolas up, both with the kindness of her friends helping him when they hadn’t even met him before this, and with the fun distraction of their animated conversation. He said it was just what his brother needed right now.

The fivesome wrapped up their night at Nikolas’ new condo, only a ten-minute walk from Giorgio’s place.
Nikolas had rented a moving truck and once they had everything loaded in and moved into his new place, he gave the Brooklynites a tour of his bachelor pad. While they got the tour, Giorgio popped out for a few minutes and came back with two bottles of Krug Grande Cuvee Champagne Brut for them to toast to Nikolas’ new home. He also ordered in a veritable feast of Italian food, delivered from Carlo’s Restaurant, for them. Barry had a sip of champagne, but abstained after that since he’d be driving them back. They talked and laughed over dinner, which they enjoyed while seated on cushions on Nikolas’ living room floor, as his bigger furniture wasn’t being delivered until the next day.

Around 8:30
p.m., the Brooklynites decided they should head back as they had to work on Monday. Giorgio had invited Nikolas to stay at his place that evening, since they would both be off work tomorrow for the big, final move. They said their goodnights, Anabelle and Giorgio stealing away for a few minutes alone, and then Nikolas thanked them all profusely for their help and said how much he enjoyed getting to know everyone. They were all looking forward to their next get-together.

The ride back to Brooklyn was alive with happy chatter. Both Sarah and Barry had been incredibly impressed by how genuine, nice, and down-to-earth the Tsarkopolis brothers were. Not at all what they had imagined, based on how well-off they were. They could also see the deep bond that had grown between Giorgio and Anabelle and both said that he definitely looked like a man in love around her.

*****

The next few weeks were total bliss for Anabelle. She and Giorgio were spending the night together from time to time, most often at her place, because she didn’t want to leave Jasper alone too often. Giorgio didn’t seem to mind at all, he was comfortable in her modest place and since they both worked in Manhattan, he gave her rides to work. Anabelle also saw that he adored Jasper, playing with him with strings and toy mice every time he visited. Anabelle loved seeing him so playful and affectionate with her feline companion, he was
very tender and cute with him.

She was pleased to see that Giorgio did indeed enjoy the simple things and wasn’t all about expensive, fancy surroundings and outings all the time. They spent most of their time just hanging out, going for walks in the parks, cooking together, watching movies, cuddling, and making love. They’d talk for hours about all kinds of things, current events, business results, hopes, dreams, values, philanthropic ideas, movies, food, wine, music and on and on.

In the meantime, Anabelle continued to look for positions at other ad companies. Giorgio had encouraged her to take
her time to find the right one and not just jump at any chance to get away from Raquel.

To Anabelle’s great delight, they had also started double-dating with Sarah and Barry and the two couples often got together with Nikolas. They had introduced the Tsarkopolis brothers to Painter’s Cove and they loved it. They enjoyed getting out of Manhattan. It had become their collective favorite haunt.

Throughout this time, Giorgio had also been giving
Anabelle gifts of jewelry, perfume, accessories, silky nightgowns, candles, and more and introduced her to some very fine, high-end wines. He put a lot of thought into everything and she loved it all, but she told him it wasn’t necessary to keep showering her with gifts. She emphasized that she just loved him for who he was and most valued spending time with him.

Then one day, he came over to her apartment and handed her an envelope.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“A gift, of course,” he said.

“Giorgio, I told you that you didn’t have to keep…”

“Just open it,” he said, nodding towards the envelope.

She turned the envelope over. Across the front it said:
In honor of Anabelle and Jasper Parker…with love…xo

She smiled. “Interesting,” she said, then proceeded to open
it. She gasped as she read the letter inside; her hand flew to her mouth. She looked up at him with tears in her eyes. “I can’t believe this.”

He smiled. “Believe it,” he said. “You inspired me.”

The tears streamed down her face and she hugged him, squeezing him with all her might.

He wrapped his arms around her, kissing the top of her head. “I love you and your little furry fella. It was just something I wanted to do. Plus, it’s
partially for the times when his mommy spent the night away from him, my way of making up for that.”

An
abelle re-read the letter. He’d arranged for the donation of a substantial amount of money through the Dream Trust to ‘Kitty Haven’, the no-kill cat shelter where she had adopted Jasper. The money was going towards the purchase of a second building so that they could expand their operation to meet demand. The new facility was going to be nicknamed ‘Jasper’s House’.

“Thank
you so much,” she said, wiping away her tears. “I’m utterly blown away by this. By your kindness, compassion, and thoughtfulness.”

He smiled. “I remember
ed you mentioning that you support them with monthly donations, so I did some research and called them up to talk and ask a few questions. I met with them in person with one of our lawyers, and we talked about their needs. The most pressing one was space issues for the growing number of kitty-cats they were taking in and trying to find permanent homes for.”

“I know,” she said, shaking her head in disbeli
ef at the magnitude of the gift. “They’ve been fundraising for that for the last couple of years. Last year, I hit up everyone I knew to donate. It looked like it was going to take forever to reach their fundraising goal for the new building. I just can’t believe this!”

He shrugged his should
ers. “They made it easy. They’d already identified an appropriate building and I had the lawyer do his due diligence. Then I presented it to the Dream Trust committee for their approval. They thought it was a great fit, so did Nikolas. The committee also agreed to keep the same message as well: a place for kitties to find their human soul mates. I like it,” he said. “It’s meaningful to me, since I found mine.”

She hugged him again as her tears of joy kept falling. “Giorgio, you are the most amazing man I have ever known. I love you so much. You are my soul
mate,” she said. She kissed him passionately on the lips. She broke away, wiping her tears.

She kneeled down. “Jasper! Honey, come look!” she said
, holding out her hand.

He came over to her, curious, and meowed. He rubbed her hand with
the side of his head and body.

“It’s for kitties,” she said, petting him. “Giorgio found a way to help lots of kitties, just like you.” Jasper started to purr.

Anabelle laughed. “He’s happy, too!”

Giorgio bent down to pet Jasper as well. Then he kissed Anabelle on her cheek. “A man wants to take care of his family and make them happy.”

*****

A week and a half later, Giorgio had another big surprise for her. He told her he had been speaking with Nikolas and they both agreed that they still had
a lot of work to do to fix the damage that Portia had caused to their business. They wanted to create a long-term strategy for communicating with their investors and other business partners and realized the two of them couldn’t be everywhere at once. As such, they decided to expand the Investor Relations arm of Tsar Enterprises. With the success of Anabelle’s ad campaign for the company and her warning them of Portia’s duplicity, the two Tsarkopolis brothers came up with a plan and Giorgio proposed an idea to her.

This new in-house
combined marketing and communications division would be responsible for all of Tsar’s public relations, ongoing ad campaigns, all of its official communications, as well as its charitable and community involvement, including the annual Dream Ball.

Anabelle nearly fell off her chair when he told her that he had conceived of calling the division ‘BellStar’, which was a combination of her first name and a play on both his last name and the company name
, and then asked her if she’d be interested in a position there. He was careful to emphasize that if she wanted to maintain more of her independence, she was free to turn it down and he would understand. She took a few days to think about it and talk it over with Sarah and Barry and then she excitedly accepted the offer.

Giorgio suggested a night out at Painter’s Cove for all of them to celebrate.