Romancing Tommy Gabrini (26 page)

“I
wanted to make sure nobody had kidnapped you,” he said.

Grace
could see their table from the corridor, and she could see that Nayla was too
much into Teron’s conversation to even look her way.
 
Because if Nayla would have looked, Grace
would have given her the
see ya’
wave
and gotten out of Moors right then and there.

“It
hadn’t been that long,” she said to Ray as they approached each other.
 
But as she moved to go around him, Ray
grabbed her by the wrist and stopped her movement.
 
She turned toward him.
 
Now she was facing the restrooms and he was
facing the club’s main room.

“I
wanted to ask you something,” he said.
 

When
she gave him her undivided attention and he saw the beauty in her bright brown
eyes, he felt regretful.
 
The idea that
he could have had this woman still gnawed at him.

“I
was wondering if we could hook up sometime,” he said, and continued even as
Grace was shaking her head.
 
“Maybe hit
up another club or take in a movie, something like that.”

“I
can’t,” Grace said.

“You
could if you wanted to.”

“I’m
not available, Ray.
 
I thought I made
that clear the night we had that blind date.”

You didn’t make nothing clear, bitch,
Ray wanted to say.
 
But he contained his anger.
 
“I know,” he said.
 
And then smiled.
 
“But you can’t fault a dude for trying.”
 

Grace
smiled, too.

Just
as she did, Tommy entered Moors.
 
He
didn’t immediately see Grace, however, as his eyes were scanning the main
hall.
 
But Ray saw him. And he remembered
him well.
 
It was beginning to become an
epidemic as far as he was concerned.
 
All
of these white guys having their way with the sistas.
 
And, as if by reflex, as soon as Tommy looked
as if he was about to turn toward the hall, Ray decided to make a move.

“Whoa,
what’s that?” he asked Grace and put his hand on the side of her face, as if he
was removing some food particle from her cheek.

When
Tommy’s big blues finally looked toward the back hall, he saw Grace, her back
to him, standing in that hall with a man, and he saw the man place his hand on
the side of her face.
 
His heart raced at
just the sight of another man touching her.
 
He hadn’t even left for Australia and already she was allowing
this?
 
But he knew it couldn’t be what it
seemed.
 
Grace wouldn’t do that to him.

And
as soon as he thought it, Grace’s hand reached up and swatted the man’s hand
away.

That’s my girl
, Tommy thought with relief and made
his way toward her.

“Is
it food?” she was asking Ray after she had swatted his hand away.
 
She began rubbing her cheek for any particle
herself.

“It’s
off now,” Ray said, although there had been nothing there to begin with.
 
“I knocked it off before you knocked my hand
away.”

Grace
was about to apologize for her almost reflex action, but Ray looked past her.

“What’s
up?” he asked.
 

Grace
turned around.
 
When she saw who was now
upon them, her heart soared.

“
Tommy
!” she said, and ran into his
arms.
 

The
jealousy that jumped into Ray caused his jaw to tighten.
 
He hated to lose.
 
And to a dude like that, too?

But
Grace wasn’t concerned with Ray’s jealousy, or even Ray himself.
 
She was too thrilled to see Tommy again.
 

“Tell
me they canceled your trip and you don’t have to go away, after all,” she said
hopefully.

Tommy
grinned.
 
“Who are they?” he asked.

“Oh,
yeah, that’s right,” Grace said, forgetting that Tommy answered to no-one.
 
“Tell me that
you
canceled your trip.”

Tommy
chuckled.
 
“No, I can’t tell you that,”
he said as he removed his hands from around her waist to make room in the hall
for two ladies who were coming from the restrooms.

Tommy
then turned his attention to Ray.
 
“Hello,” he said.

“’Sup,”
Ray said.
 
He showed no emotion
whatsoever.

“You
look familiar,” Tommy said.

“You
interrupted our date once before,” Ray said.
 
“And look like you’re doing it again.”

Tommy
didn’t like the sound of that.
 
“I’m the
only man Grace dates,” he said.
 
“So I’m
sure I wasn’t interrupting any date.”

“He
means that blind date I was on, the night you came to Moors---”

“Oh,
right,” Tommy said, remembering now.
  

“Anyway,”
Ray said as he gave Tommy the stare-down.
 
“I’ll check with you later, Grace.”

“Okay,”
Grace said and she and Tommy watched as Ray headed back to the main room.
 
He wasn’t Tommy’s cup of tea, but he wasn’t
going to order Grace to stay away from him or anything like that.
 
He saw how she swatted his hand away.
 
She could handle herself.

“So
what are you doing here?” Grace asked him, her hands resting on his chest.
 
“I thought you’d be in the air by now.”

“I’m
on my way to my plane now.
 
I just wanted
to see you again before I left.”

“Oh,
how sweet,” Grace said with a smile.

“Let’s
talk outside,” Tommy said as he took her by the hand and escorted her down the
corridor, into the main room, and then out of the entrance door.

“That
limo,” Grace said as soon as she saw his waiting limousine, “has you written
all over it.”

Tommy
laughed.
 
“Just come on.”
 
He placed his hand on the small of her back
as he walked her toward the limo.
 
Others
hanging on the outside of the club looked at the couple, not because of their
interracial status, Grace was willing to bet.
 
But because of Tommy.
 
She was
becoming accustomed to the stares.

Albert,
Tommy’s long time driver, immediately stepped out of the limo, hurried around the
back side, and opened the passenger door.

“Get
in,” Tommy said to Grace and Grace, excited but also confused, got in.

Tommy
then got inside of the limo.
 
Albert
closed the door and headed back toward the driver’s side.
 
He got in behind the steering wheel, closed
his own door, and awaited his orders.
  
The windows of the limo were completely tinted.
 

Grace
smiled.
 
“Don’t tell me you’re going to
kidnap me and take me to Australia with you?”

Tommy
nodded.
 
“That’s the plan.
 
And I’d probably get away with it, too,
because you seem awfully happy for a kidnap victim.”

Grace
laughed.

Tommy
turned toward her.
 
“No,” he said, as he
ran his hand across her soft hair, his face now very serious, “I just wanted to
see you again, and kiss you goodbye.”

Grace’s
heart hammered as he leaned toward her.
 
She was more familiar with his kiss now, but her reaction to his
nearness always surprised her. Like last night, when his thick, hard penis
entered her repeatedly, and she was arching and feeling as if she’d never been
loved like that before.
 
Mainly because
she hadn’t, but also because it was Tommy who was doing the loving.
 
Whenever he was near her, she felt the same
way.
 
Like she was experiencing something
new and different every time.
 
She loved
being against him and next to him, and as soon as his lips touched hers, she
felt her lips quiver with sensuality.
 

He
French-kissed her for a good long time, pulling her closer against him.
 
And when he stopped and opened his eyes, he
could see where hers were heavy-lidded, just the way he liked them.
 

She
smiled.
 
“That was nice,” she said.

“Nice?”
Tommy asked, as if to say
I’ll show you
nice
, and then pressed the intercom button.
 
“Around the corner, Albert,” he ordered his driver.

As the
limo began to move, Tommy laid her onto her back.
 
Grace started to say that they couldn’t do
that here, but she held her peace.
 
Because if she knew Tommy, she knew that mere location wasn’t going to
get in his way.

And
it didn’t.

He
unbuttoned and unzipped her pants and pulled them down, along with her panties,
to her ankles.
 
He then opened her legs
and moved his mouth between them.
 
And he
kissed her goodbye with the most passionate mouth-fuck she’d ever had.
 
He was already her gold standard, but he was
surpassing even himself.
 
He licked her
and he ate her and she arched her body closer to his mouth as her vaginal
juices poured.
 
And when his tongue
slipped inside of her folds, she grabbed his head and began moving it back and
forward, back and forward, as if it was his very penis that was penetrating
her.

And
although Tommy hadn’t intended for his cock to play a part in this goodbye
kiss, her reaction made it an impossibility.

He
zipped down and flung it out, and then entered her wet pussy with a penetration
that made his tongue seem obsolete.
 
He
began gyrating her in steady strokes that caused her to groan in pleasure.
 
It felt like a dream, it felt so good.
 
She never would have imagined her night would
include this wonderful package here.

Tommy,
too, hadn’t expected this, either.
 
He
was in his limo, on the way to the airstrip, when he couldn’t stop thinking
about Grace.
 
And particularly how much
he was going to miss her.
 
The main
reason he stopped at that club was to say goodbye to her, as he had said.
 
But when he saw that handsome young man
attempt to muscle his way onto Tommy’s territory, he knew he had to do
more.
 
He had to remind her that she was
his and no-one else’s.
 
He had to brand
her before he left.

And
he was branding her with a searing brand.
 
Every stroke of his dick felt like fire to her pussy.
 
And he was groaning even louder than
Grace.
 

“Oh,
babe, it’s so good,” he kept saying as he fucked her.
 
“It’s so good.
 
So good.
 
You feel so good!”

She
held onto him for dear life as he fucked her.
 
Although his strokes were steady as he thrashed, they were hard, fierce
strokes, the kind that caused his balls to continually slap against her
ass.
 
And she felt his rawness, and his
fullness, and his thickness with every hit and stroke and thrash.
 
He laid down on top of her, pulling her
tightly into his arms, as he fucked her even harder.
 
She felt as if she wasn’t going to be able to
take it if she did come, it was just that intense.

And
he wouldn’t let up.
 
He kept pushing
deeper into her with every stroke.
 
They
both could hear the sloshing sounds of their saturated sex even as the outside
sounds of traffic echoed around them.
 
Tommy always had a thing for car sex, but he never had sex like this.

He
continued to thrash her.
 
He couldn’t stop
thrashing her.
 
And then she clamped down
onto his penis.
 
And she began to
cum.
 
He looked at her as her head tilted
backwards and her eyes fluttered and her entire body pressed up toward
his.
 
And seeing her like that,
completely in his control, completely in love with his sex, caused him to cum,
too.

He
pounded her as he poured out.
 
It became
a combination of pain and elation for Grace as he pounded.
 
And then his penis swelled to a point that
movement was practically impossible.
 
And
she could see veins appear on his neck and arms.
 
He had given her his all.
 
He had held nothing back.