He sipped on his drink and scrolled through emails on his phone. For a Tuesday night, the place had a decent amount of people. The dance floor was fairly full and most of the V.I.P. sections were occupied.

  As he ordered his second drink, he glanced around to see Gabriela in the company of four rather tall men. She was walking around downstairs near the edge of the dance floor, pointing out different things about the club to them. The men were listening but Sean could see that occasionally, one of them kept checking out Gabriela’s arse. Inextricably, he felt a surge of anger building up inside. His unfortunate mobile phone had to pay for this, as involuntarily, he’d squeezed it.

  Get a grip, Lancaster!

  At that moment, Gabriela’s gaze focused upwards, as she was pointing out something new to them on the upper tier. It was then that their eyes collided and held for a couple of seconds. She gave him the briefest of smiles and then carried on with her tour.

  Sean turned back towards the bar and tried to ignore the way his hormones were raging.

  After only waiting for about a half hour, Gabriela came up and tapped him on the shoulder.

  ‘Hey, I’m almost done. My clients are gone but I just have a few bits and pieces to do in my office.’ She hesitated for a second before she continued. ‘If you want, you can wait for me up there.’

  He silently nodded and followed her. She led him to a security-locked door across the upper tier from the bar. She swiped a key card and walked up the internal stairs, which led into a corridor. Her office was the first door.

  ‘You can have a seat if you like,’ she said as she led the way inside. It was a large space, very well decorated. It was very warm and feminine, like her.

  Would you like a drink, she said as she made her way over to a minibar, fixing herself a lemonade.

  ‘I’ll have the same… driving.’

  ‘I’ll be ten minutes, tops.’

  ‘Don’t worry. Take your time. I don’t mind.’ He thought better of telling her that he’d wait for as long as it took if he could just be with her. So, instead, he chose to take a seat on the comfortable sofa on the other side of the room from her desk.

  After she handed him his drink, she took hers and sat behind her desk. She wrote some things down and then punched away at her computer. She was in total professional mode, crinkling her nose in obvious annoyance about something that she was looking at. He’d seen so many parts of her so far. There was the dancefloor queen who teased him with those hips; the cool businesswoman, commanding her troops in the club; the Capoeira newbie, so focused on doing her best; and now, the efficient cool-headed woman managing her business and solving problems. Whichever iteration of Gabriela he’d seen, he’d found her sexy as hell!

  True to her word, she only took ten minutes, and then she walked over to where he lounged comfortably.

  ‘You ready?’ she asked while holding her hand out to him. He took it, rose up to his full height, but he made no attempt to let her hand go afterwards. He respected her work enough to let her finish what she needed to, but only a saint would not now take the opportunity to enjoy her. And Sean knew that he was most definitely not a saint.

  ‘Sean, I—’

  He didn’t let her finish. From the moment he’d seen her rush into the Capoeira lesson earlier, face flushed; to when he was teaching her the moves; to the moment he held her leg up in the roda; in the car and when her bastard client was checking out her arse; every last one, he’d wanted her. He’d wanted her alone, like this, looking at him and him alone the way she was now. Her eyes telling him that she was thinking the same things he was.

  None too gently, he brought his lips crashing down on hers, almost overwhelmed by his passion. The only things between them were their clothes. His tongue delved deep into her mouth again and again wanting to discover even more depths of her. From the way she answered each of his kisses with one of her own, to the way her chest moved up and down with the force of her heavy breathing, he knew they were equal in their desires for each other. But because he did not want to rush their night, and with more effort than he’d ever used in his life, he slowly started pulling away from the kiss. Both of their breaths were ragged.

  He saw a flash of disappointment flash across her face.

  Soon, my beautiful Gabriela, soon…

  When their breathing had sufficiently slowed, and he trusted himself to speak, he asked, ‘Ready to go?’

  All she did was nod, and this time, she followed him as he held her hand and guided her out of the office, down the private and public staircases, and then finally through the even busier club. Gabriela waved goodbye at the front door to a woman he knew to be her assistant manager, and then they were gone. They didn’t need words. Their bodies seemed to be going on autopilot.

  When they were about halfway to her house, he finally asked, ‘Did they like what they saw?’ His question was not wholly innocent.

  ‘Who?’

  He could hear the confusion in her voice.

  ‘Your clients. Did they like what they saw… of the club? Are they going to book it?’

  ‘Uhm, yes. They are. They’ve officially booked La Duquesa for the bachelor party.’

  He felt like an arse himself for bringing this up, but he couldn’t help himself. ‘I saw one of them check out your arse.’

  Gabriela’s head whipped round and he could see in his peripheral vision that she was staring at him. Then, suddenly, she burst out laughing. It was full-throated. He wasn’t sure how he felt about her taking this much pleasure at his expense.

  ‘I own a nightclub, Sean. It goes with the territory.’ Her laughter was then replaced by chuckles.

  When he didn’t speak, she continued, ‘Regardless, there’s nothing I can do about that.’

  ‘True.’ His tone was a little clipped.

  Stop acting like a caveman, Sean!

  A change of subject was warranted. ‘So, what are we having for dinner?’

  Thankfully, she moved on. ‘I thought maybe sea bass and onion risotto with a side salad. How does that sound?’

  ‘Scrumptious!’ Hearing what she was going to make for him relaxed him again. ‘I can’t wait.’

  ◆◆◆

  Home, sweet home!

  It had been a long day, and there was a small part of her that was tired. However, the biggest part of her felt excited and happy. Capoeira had been great, and now she got to do something she loved for a man she liked.

  Sean brought his car to a halt once again on her driveway and came round to open her door for her. As she took out her keys and started heading for the front door, she realised from the click she heard behind her that he’d just closed his trunk. When she finally pushed the door open, he was right behind her, her gym bag in hand.

  ‘You can drop that anywhere. I’ll take care of it later.’

  She led him into the living room, turning on the lights as she moved. She loved her home. She enjoyed entertaining friends in it. It was the place she felt the most comfortable and at peace.

  ‘This is me,’ she said, swishing her arm around like she was one of the ladies on a gameshow showing off the prizes. Suddenly, she was anxious to know if he liked it. She watched as he slowly took everything in, including the neutral tones of the walls, the artwork, family photos and modern soft white furniture.

  ‘I like it. It suits you. It’s warm and welcoming.’

  That comment definitely warmed her up. She smiled, blood rushing to her cheeks. She spun around as she began to overheat under his gaze.

  ‘What can I get you to drink?’ She asked from behind her living room bar.

  ‘Do you have scotch?’

  ‘Ah, yes. There’s some Macallan single malt if you like. I don’t drink it, but I keep it for when my father comes over.’

  ‘Your father has good taste.’

  ‘How do you take it?’

  ‘Neat.’

  She poured him his drink and also a glass of Rioja, her favourite red wine from Spain. She handed him his drink. They clinked glasses, and they gazed at each other over the rims as they took a sip.

  ‘I’d better get cooking. You must be starving!’

  He still held her eyes. ‘Starving… yes…’ Gabriela would bet a substantial amount of money that he wasn’t referring to food when he said that. Suddenly a little nervous, she spun around and started heading to the door that led to her kitchen. With every step she took, she knew that he was following right behind her.

  She put her wine glass on the counter and started pulling things out of the cupboards and the refrigerator.

  ‘Can I help?’ He shrugged out of his jacket and put it on the back of one of the dining chairs. With his arms now exposed, Gabrielle enjoyed the sight of his muscles rippling in his arms.

  Focus, Espinosa!

  ‘I’m okay. I won’t be long.’

  ‘Sure?’

  ‘Definitely!’

  In less than forty minutes, Gabriela had the risotto, sea bass and salad prepared. She’d asked him to set the table and light candles. They ate and chatted freely while sitting across from each other. They talked about everything, it seemed, childhood, career, future ambitions and so much more. It was a long time since she’d had such a comfortable interaction with a man. She’d only known him for a very short time, but if nothing else, she could see them being very good friends.

  She got up, ready to clear the table, when he stopped her.

  ‘Wait! Let me. You’ve prepared me an excellent meal, so at least let me tidy up.’

  She nodded and resumed her seat. She watched as he cleared the table and washed and dried the dishes.

  How very domestic... I could get used to this...

  Before she could stop herself, a giggle escaped.

  He turned back to look at her from his position by the cupboards.

  ‘What’s so funny?’ he asked with an amused look in his eyes.

  ‘Oh, nothing, just reading a text message from my friend Tanya. Girl stuff.’

  Thankfully, he seemed to accept that.

  ‘So, uh… should we go through to the living room?’ She didn’t wait for him to respond. She just got up and headed there. She was feeling nervous all of a sudden.

  ‘Would you like another scotch?’ She was already at the living room bar and grabbing the Macallan.

  ‘No.’ He was standing right behind her.

  Her heart went into overdrive.

  ‘What’s wrong, Gaby?’ His tone was soft and full of concern.

  She tried to relax her face before she turned around to meet his eyes.

  ‘I’m… okay.’ Even she didn’t think she sounded convincing.

  He came even closer and brushed his hand along her cheek, and her quick intake of breath was proof of how much she was affected by it. Then he brushed the other cheek. Another intake. As she looked into his eyes, his desire for her was visible in spades!

  ‘Why are you so jumpy?’ Again, softly. ‘Would you like me to go?’ This time, he was propping up her chin with his index finger so that even if she wanted to, she wouldn’t be able to avert her face. She couldn’t speak as her throat was getting dry. But she could manage a small shake of her head.

  It was at this point that his head started slowly descending to hers. The anticipation was making her legs wobbly. He claimed her lips with gentle probing kisses. Her eyes closed, and she took what he was offering. His lips were soft, and his tongue was delectable. His kiss deepened and became hungrier. Her arms went around his waist as she was desperately in need of support, her wobbly legs no longer willing to support her unaided. He moved his hands through her hair and pulled her yet closer. Then, his tongue started exploring her neck. Her head fell back as his hot tongue licked the soft, warm flesh of her neck.

  ‘Sean…’ Of its own volition, her mouth gasped out his name. Her insides were in a frenzy.

  He paused his ministrations on her neck to look into her eyes again. He frowned.

  ‘Do you want me to stop, Gaby? If you do, you need to tell me now… because the things I want to do to you… I won’t be able to stop myself later…’ His voice was ragged with need.

  She couldn’t speak.

  ‘Gabriela…’ He was pleading with her to answer him.

  Instead of speaking, she lifted her trembling hands to the bottom of his t-shirt and slowly started lifting it.

  As it came off, it revealed the chiselled frame she remembered as she’d watched him train in Capoeira that first time. This time it was a whole lot better, though. She got to see him up close, to touch and caress him to her heart’s content. Then, she trailed her fingers up his abs. She stopped at his now pert nipples and gave one of them a gentle squeeze. He moaned, deep and rich, and she liked it. She lowered her head and gave the same one a playful lick. She heard his sharp intake of breath.

  ‘Fuck…’ he moaned out.

  You like that, I see…

  Gabriela felt braver, so she did it again. He sucked in another breath. Then, she covered his entire nipple with her mouth and sucked. When he started to pant hard, she moved to the other one. After all, fair is fair.

  Eventually, Sean couldn’t take it anymore, so he grabbed her head and pulled it back up to his. His lips came crashing down on hers with the force of a freight train, and she matched his need, kiss for kiss. He unzipped the back of her dress and she gladly stepped out of it. Briefly, he stepped back just so he could take her in.

  ‘Magnificent…’

  Then, he gently pushed aside her bra straps and pulled down the lace fabric so that she could fall out. To Gabriela, his eyes looked dark at that moment. He cupped both of her full breasts and went in with his tongue, much in the way that she’d done to him. This drove her wild. She grabbed his head and pulled him even closer, urging him on. He released one breast and then skilfully undid the clasp on the back of her bra with one hand. That hand didn’t go back to her breast, however. Instead, it went downwards, seeking out the warm folds at her core. He massaged her over her lacy underwear, and lifted his head, looking deep into her eyes. All she saw there was fire. He put his index and middle finger into his mouth, lubricating them. Then, he moved her underwear to the side and his fingers entered her. Probing, searching, delving… Her eyes flew open with the pleasure of it, gripping his shoulders and sinking her nails into his flesh. She knew that was going to leave a mark on him later, but she didn’t care. And, it seemed, neither did he.

  He started moving his fingers in and out, at first slowly, but his pace picked up. The pleasure she felt every time he went deeper and deeper inside of her was indescribable. His lips claimed hers again, but not once did the pace of this fingers falter.

  Much too soon, she felt a sensation rising up through her which she could not control, nor did she want to. It built and built and built until Gabriela exploded. She screamed out in pleasure as her body convulsed in spasms. She panted and twisted and squirmed, but he did not let go of her, nor did he stop his motion. He drove into her until her screams started to slowly die down.

  She held on to him as she could barely stand. When he realised this, he reached down and then lifted her into his arms. She wound her arms around his neck.

  ‘Where’s your bedroom?’ His voice was husky. ‘I’m not finished with you yet?’

  She gave him directions, and without much effort, he carried her up the stairs and placed her gently on the bed. Now, he pulled off her panties and kissed her on her upper thigh. His kisses ascended even higher until they reached her centre.

  ‘Sean…’ Her voice was husky, and she was desperate for him to take her with his mouth, but she didn’t want to be selfish. ‘What about you?’

  He stopped what he was doing and looked up at her. He smiled, knowing exactly what she meant.

  ‘Right now, it’s all about you, honey. It gives me pleasure to see you enjoy this. But, thank you,’ he said with a wink. Then he went back to work.

  Oh so gently, he lifted her folds and teased her with his tongue. Gabriela groaned with excitement. The more he gave, the more she wanted. She gripped the sheets and let out yet another scream of pleasure as he raised one of her legs so that he could have better access. As he had done with his fingers before, he managed to find that spot which ignited her flames again.

  How can this possibly be better than last time…

  Once again, a lightning bolt of energy shot through her, which caused her to lose any semblance of control.

  ‘SEAN…’

  As she screamed out his name with her release, Gabriela was unaware of the devilish grin that Sean had on his face as he finally came up for air.

  ◆◆◆

  ‘You’re magnificent!’ Sean said this as he stood up to his full height. He watched as Gabriela still writhed around on the bed, still in the full throes of her second orgasm. The caveman part of him felt like a conquering hero because he was the one who’d made her feel this way. But the other part was happy for her that she was experiencing such pleasure.

  He started undoing his belt and then got rid of what was left of his clothing. He saw her eyes open wide right after he took off his boxers. That gave him pleasure too. He’d already taken a condom out of his wallet before he dropped his jeans. Now, fully sheathed, there was nothing else stopping him from putting his final claim on her body.

  When he entered her, she was ready for him. Her body tightly gripped his and it sent chills up his spine. He had no recollection of ever feeling anything quite like what he felt inside Gabriela. He saw her pleasure with every one of his thrusts and it made him feel wild. He was on his knees as he delved deeper into her, with one hand holding onto her breast. She matched her rhythm to his. This gave him pleasure yet again as it seemed that their union was somehow meant to be.

  How can this feel so perfect?

  Without breaking his rhythm, he lowered himself down to her. He missed having his lips on hers, so his tongue once again sought to possess her mouth. Gabriela wrapped her legs around him and that sent him into overdrive. He gently scooped her up from the bed, once again without missing a beat. He drove into her over and over again, until, like a thunderclap, he had his own release.

  ‘Gaby!’

  They say that lightning never strikes twice in one place, but nobody ever said anything like that about thunder. His body convulsed repeatedly, and through the fog in his brain, he heard Gabriela scream out his name as she joined him with yet another orgasm of her own. He gently lowered her back down to the bed, both of their hearts beating hard against their chests. He collapsed on top of her… spent.

 

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