The Look of Love (18 page)

“Waited so long to do this again.” Gunnar made his thrusts slow and even.

Eboni grabbed his ass and pulled him in to her. “More. I need you.”

Just saying the words exposed her vulnerabilities. Eboni didn’t want to need Gunnar. As he penetrated her, she felt open.

Gunnar increased his speed. She removed one hand from his ass to claw his back. When he curved his hips, the tip of his penis hit a sweet spot.

“Yes!” Eboni coiled her arms and legs around his body and froze as she absorbed the intense orgasm. She could die at this moment and be happy.

Gunnar, on the other hand, needed more. He scooped her under her back and sat up on his knees. He kept her on his lap as he positioned himself at the edge of the bed. The control and power he had over her body made her feel lightheaded and desired all at once.

She leaned her head back, which allowed Gunnar to kiss her neck. He licked the column of her neck up to her chin as he continued pumping into her.

Wanting more, needing more, Eboni brought her face up to connect her gaze to his. She pressed her forehead to his as she stared into his eyes.

“Yes. Yes. Yes!” Despite the light dusting of snow floating down outside the window, Eboni felt sweat rolling down her back between her shoulder blades.

Gunnar held her breast and gave her a slight pinch on her nipple.

“Wait.” Eboni grabbed his hair, now slick from sweat. “Not yet. Please.”

Gunnar nodded, nonverbally letting her know she could let go. Treating her like she weighed as much as a feather, he stood and carried her to a waist-high dresser. He pumped into her. He shook the dresser, banging it against the wall until they both screamed in absolute pleasure.

Eboni felt him stumble once as he moved back to the bed. After falling back, Gunnar released a loud chuckle that shook his body.

“Damn, that may have been worth the ten-year wait.” He ran his hand over his head.

Still with him connected inside of her, Eboni leaned forward and rested her head on his chest. She had to tell him or never do this again. Having sex with him opened her heart up more than she had expected.

“What now?” she asked in a whisper.

“I don’t know about you, but I’m ready to go again.” He gave her a playful slap on her backside.

“Sounds great. You have to promise me one thing.” Eboni lifted her head and stared at him. “We shouldn’t tell anyone about this.”

After a sleepless night, Gunnar remained in bed, staring at the wood beams, trying to figure out the woman next to him, who seemed to have no problem getting her sleep. It still stunned him that Eboni wanted to keep what they had done a secret. Not that he’d planned on telling the world that they’d had sex. He had hoped that she would at least acknowledge she still had feelings for him.

Gunnar peered over at the digital clock next to the bed. With it being a few minutes after six in the morning, he knew he didn’t have a lot of private time left with Eboni. They both had to get dressed, and he had to take her home. Plus, he hoped that they would be letting his mother go home today.

“Wake up, Eboni.” Gunnar nudged her shoulder.

She moaned and snuggled down deeper into bed. As a result, her ass brushed against his dormant cock. The touch alone woke it up.

Gunnar thought about tasting her again. He loved her sweet but almost salty flavor. Thinking about it made his dick hard. The tip of it brushed against Eboni’s ass cheek.

“No more.” Eboni shook her head. “Too sore.”

Gunnar chuckled and kissed her temple. “No sex.”

“No?” she asked with her eyes closed. “Just a little?”

Gunnar peered behind him at the other nightstand. He found the remaining string of condoms. “Make up your mind, sweetie.” He ripped open a package. “You want it or not?” He rolled it on him underneath the comforter.

“Slow,” she murmured.

Gunnar kept her on her side and swept her top leg over his body. “Slow.”

“Gentle.”

He nodded even though with her eyes closed, she wouldn’t have seen him. “Gentle, I promise.”

“Good.”

Gunnar wrapped one arm underneath her and held her tit. The other hand he used to guide his cock to her still-wet pussy. He slid inside of her so slowly it felt like neither one of them breathed until he’d fully seated himself.

“Mmm, yes.” Eboni blinked her eyes open as he made his slow thrusts.

“Good morning.” He tightened his hold.

Gunnar could die at this moment. He didn’t care about going to work. He could care less if he never fought again. He could give everything up for her. Too bad Eboni didn’t feel the same way.

Stroking in and out of her felt like he touched heaven. Her silken folds welcomed him. It surprised him how quickly her body responded to him. He had expected her to be stiff or reserved. Instead, as soon as he touched her, she melted.

So why did she want to hide how she felt about him? Eboni seemed to dismiss him without much thought. To make sure he stayed on her mind, Gunnar deepened his strokes. He moved over to her ear. He swiped his tongue over the shell of it before dipping it inside. For that move, he received a throaty moan.

“You’re addicting.” She caressed his arm that held her and brought his other hand down to her clit.

“Just tell me what you want.” He joked.

As soon as he brushed his fingers on the hardened nub between her legs, her body ignited. Eboni undulated her hips to drive him more into her. In an attempt to keep her controlled, he tightened his hold around her body. Gunnar stroked his thumb over the side of her tit.

Eboni coiled her outer leg around him more. She clawed his arm. Having sex with an older Eboni allowed him to experience how a real woman moved. She enjoyed her body and his. Gunnar hoped she knew he desired her for more than sex. Damn if it didn’t feel good though.

“I thought you wanted it slow and easy.” Gunnar slid her clit between his fingers.

The slick nub eased in between his digits. With each pass, Eboni writhed with a complementing moan. When she nibbled on his arm, giving his skin slight nips, he knew he had her.

“Please.” She reached up and grabbed his head.

“Please, what?”

“Hard.”

Gunnar didn’t need to hear anything else. He turned her over on to her stomach, brought her up on her hands and knees, and pounded her from behind. The sounds of their slapping bodies echoed in the room.

“Yes! Yes!” Eboni pushed back against him.

He held her waist as he moved in and out of her. The tightness of her slick inner walls would forever be imprinted in his thoughts.

“Come with me.” Gunnar put his hand on her back.

Eboni nodded as he stroked faster and faster. As hard he tried, as soon as Gunnar dropped his gaze and saw her true hourglass figure, her broad shoulders that went down to a slender, tapered waist and out again at the soft curves of her succulent hips, he knew he wouldn’t have long. His pounding heart and panting breath supported his thoughts.

Gunnar squeezed his eyes shut, but it didn’t help. He increased his speed. The combination must have been enough for Eboni. He felt her inner walls tightening around his shaft. Each time he pulled back, her tightness drew him back inside.

When Eboni screamed, he grunted. The only thing that could have made this experience better would be to come inside of her. No condom. No barriers. He would take what he could get for now. At this moment, he had his woman back. Could he keep her?

As soon as he pulled out of her, Eboni slid back down on the bed. She curled her arms under a pillow that she used to rest her head. She completed her heavy sigh with a smile.

“You’re an evil, evil man.” She laughed.

“You didn’t like that wake-up call?” Gunnar brushed her hair from her face and kissed her.

“Loved it, but I’m going to be so stiff today. Can I call in sick?” She rolled on to her back, showing off her firm breasts.

Gunnar had to back away from her to prevent himself from reaching out and touching her again. If he touched her tits, he wouldn’t get out of bed for the rest of the day.

“I thought you said I wasn’t the boss.” Gunnar stood and removed the used condom. “You really need to be at the salon today.”

“Why?”

“Because I have to pick up Mom.”

Eboni sat up. “You’re not going to tell her, are you?”

The same queasy feeling that had hit Gunnar last night when Eboni had made the same request washed over him again. “Yes. I had planned on telling my mother with heart problems that her oldest son brought a woman home and had sex with her in the apartment over the garage.”

When Eboni’s mouth hung open, Gunnar saved her.

“I’m kidding. No, I hadn’t planned on saying anything. Why are you so concerned about that? You’re the one who said last night that we are two consenting adults and we’re going into this with our eyes wide open.” He crossed his arms over his chest.

“I don’t need the chatter going on at the shop.”

Gunnar felt in his bones that Eboni had another reason behind her request, but he allowed the subject to drop. He held his hand out for her. “You take a shower. There’s an extra unopened toothbrush in the medicine cabinet and towels underneath the sink. I’ll run over to the house and get you another outfit.”

Eboni accepted his hand and stood on wobbly legs. “No. That’s okay. I can go home in the outfit I wore last night.”

Gunnar cocked his head. “Your family will still figure out you weren’t eating dinner all night even if you wear a different outfit home.”

“I’m fine.”

“Okay. Then I’ll make you breakfast.”

“You’re not joining me?” Eboni nibbled on her bottom lip as she backed into the bathroom.

Gunnar strolled up to her. He wrapped his arm around her body and gave her ass a gentle squeeze. “If I do, we’ll never leave this place.” He gave her a quick peck before guiding her into the bathroom.

Although he loved everything he’d done with Eboni last night--and that morning--Gunnar wanted more than just his short trip home. Before he went back to Vegas, he had to convince her to give up life in Virginia and join him.

* * * *

Eboni almost didn’t accept the good-bye kiss from Gunnar when he dropped her off at her apartment. With the quick brush against his lips, she confirmed she wanted what they had rekindled hidden.

Being a gentleman, he opened the vehicle door for her. Eboni had to stop him when he offered to walk her to her building.

“See you at the salon,” Gunnar said as she ran up to her building.

She unlocked her door and ran inside. Her cousin remained asleep on the living room couch. Until he could smell food cooking, or until his girl of the moment wanted sex, he didn’t move.

Eboni started down the hallway to go to her bedroom when she ran into her aunt. “Oh, hey, Auntie. Have you had breakfast?”

Her aunt gave her a suspicious glare. “Isn’t that the same dress you wore last night?”

“Yeah. I just spent the night at a friend’s.” She hadn’t lied. “Let me change and get you something to eat.”

Eboni hurried to her room to change.

Behind her, she heard her aunt say, “Craig said that boy you used to date is back in town. Is that right?”

As she stripped out of her dress, Eboni answered. “You mean Grover? He never left town, and he’s married.” She knew exactly who her Aunt Bettie meant, but Eboni needed some time to come up with reasons why associating herself with Gunnar Wells again wouldn’t be damaging to her soul.

“Don’t be cute. You know exactly who I’m talking about.”

Eboni got dressed in her usual work attire of a black turtleneck, black slacks, and comfortable black flats. Now that business had increased, she needed to be as relaxed as possible.

“Who are you talking about?” Eboni ducked into the bathroom to put on some lipstick and redo her hair.

Going to work with obvious morning-after-sex hair wouldn’t be sexy. Plus, she could almost hear Shay’s cackling if she showed up with signs that she had been with a man.

“That fighter boy,” Aunt Bettie said. “Garth.”

“Gunnar.” Eboni walked into the kitchen. She poured some prune juice into a glass and placed it on the table in front of her aunt.

“Is it true?”

“Yes. He’s back in town. He came back to help his mother. She’s not doing well.” Eboni prepared her aunt’s oatmeal and toast breakfast.

“You’re staying away from him, right?”

“Aunt Bettie, I’m a grown woman. The mistakes I made when I was a teenager won’t happen again.” At least Eboni had hoped not.

“I hope not. Losing that baby might have been a godsend.”

Eboni rushed to her aunt and pointed in the living room at Craig who looked to still be asleep.

“Let’s not revisit the past. Let’s move on. Lord knows, I have.” Her aunt’s toast popped up. Eboni quickly slathered some butter and a bit of jelly on it before serving it.

“I don’t want to see you hurt again.” Aunt Bettie shook her head and wiped her eyes.

How could Eboni be mad at the only relative who cared about her? When the microwave dinged, Eboni removed her aunt’s hot cereal and gave that to her.

“I appreciate you being there for me.” She leaned down and gave her aunt a hug. In a whisper, she said in her ear, “And I really appreciate the fact that you have kept my secret after all these years.” She kissed her aunt on her cheek. “I have to go to work. I’ll see you all tonight.”

“Okay. See you later. Love you, baby.”

“Love you.” Eboni grabbed her coat and purse. As she walked by her lumbering cousin, she glanced his way and thought she caught him closing his eyes.

She hoped he hadn’t listened in on her conversation with her aunt. She didn’t need her cousin revealing the secret she’d kept from Gunnar for all these years before she had a chance to explain.

* * * *

“Hey, Ma.” Gunnar beamed as he strolled into her room. He gave her a kiss on her cheek and held her hand.

After regarding him for a moment, Queen Elizabeth proclaimed, “You’ve had sex.”

The nurse in the room taking Elizabeth’s vital signs snickered.

“Mom.” Gunnar felt his face get hot. “Why would you say something like that?”