Chapter 29

They’d gotten into the shower and he’d helped her wash her long locks, gently rinsing the suds out of them. She’d returned the favour by washing his hair, she’d laughed when he’d sighed with contentment. Then they’d taken turns in soaping each other down, Richie carefully washing about the darkening bruises on her body.

She’d got him back by making damn sure his dick was spotlessly clean. Their mouths clashed and ground into one another, hands wandering over slick bodies.

They were just getting to the stage where he had her pressed up against the shower wall and aiming to fuck her senseless again, when the phone started to ring.

‘Answer phone.’ Was all Gail could gasp out, she could feel his thick, long length and wanted it all, and to make him loose control again.

The ringing stopped, and she grinned, only for it to turn into a frown as the phone started to ring again. What the hell….. The phone stopped, and then the ringing started again.

‘Darlin I think someone’s trying to get you to answer it.’ He chuckled at the damn thing started all over again.

Gail huffed and ducked from under him, this better be damn good! Grabbing a towel she threw it about her humming body, and another over her hair, and stalked into the bedroom, Richie wasn’t far behind her.

She snatched the receiver up as it started to ring again, ‘This better be damn good!’ She started to listen, ‘Jesus slow down Fee, what, holy crap.’ Then she snickered, and Richie walked into her line of sight frowning at her and mouthing ‘what’. ‘You need to get him on the floor, oh ok, well just tell him to stay there till I get to you. Stop panicking, he’ll be fine. I’ve got to get dress, aw shut the hell up; we’ll be there in half an hour. Give him some ibuprofen and try to get him to relax.’ With that she put the receiver back down and started to laugh.

‘What’s happened?’ He watched as she laughed till tears formed.

Between laughs she finally told him, snickering all the time, ‘That was Fee, seems Jon’s put his back out again.’

Richie just stood there, he’d been pissed at the interruption, but hell Jon’s back…….he cracked out laughing, ‘Fuck, he didn’t put Fee’s out, she did his.’ Dirty chuckles and thoughts floated about the room for several minutes.

After they finished laughing Gail started to get dressed, back into her clothes from earlier, she quickly put on her panties and bra, and as she grabbed for her jeans, she realised after dealing with Jon, she wouldn’t have time to come back and change. Annoyed she grabbed the bags she’s got earlier, and headed into her wardrobe opening the drawers she took out a silk purple thong, tossed it into the bag that had her new skirt and top in.

Then she quickly went through the boxes of shoes, and there were many, deciding to go with basic black CMF’s with four inch stiletto heels, she grinned as she thought of Richie’s reaction to the ensemble. Into the bags she added, body cream, jewellery and perfume, just remembering to grab her makeup case too, which wasn’t that big as she didn’t really wear much of the stuff. Normally she didn’t dress up for meals with her gang, but they’d mentioned dragging her old ass out to a night club afterwards, which she didn’t like, but for the sake of a quite life, she’d go with. Thinking about it, none of them had really seen her dressed to the nines before, but then she’d never had Richie to dress up for!

‘Hey darlin, you ready? Should I call a cab?’

‘No, I’ve got a car, seeing as the bike got left at Laurel’s we’ll have to take that.’

‘Your bike is at work? Damn darlin we didn’t give it a thought.’

‘No, I realised your thoughts were trying to get into my knickers, and not caring one jot about my mode of transport!’ She laughed as his ears tinged with red and he gave her the ‘aw shucks, caught again’ look. She melted into a puddle of mush.

‘Guilty as charged m’lady. What’s in the bags?’

‘We’re not going to have time to get back here for me to change, so I’ll get changed at Fee’s, she’s coming too so it won’t matter. I can get ready there while you guys go and get ready…..that’s if you’re still coming?’ She frowned.

He chuckled at that look, and smoothed his finger between her brows rubbing the lines away, then he kissed her, ‘Darlin, I wouldn’t miss this for anything. Do you think you’ll get Jon moving again?’ He let loose a snort.

She pushed his chest and pretended to look offended, ‘Of [i]course[/i] I’ll get him moving! I just hate to think how he managed to knacker it up again…..well I’ve a damn good idea……’ she snickered.

‘Yeah so have I.’ And they both laughed.

‘Right, lets get my table into my car and load up my gear, and we need to shift. In fact I’ll give Mon a quick text just in case we’re going to be a bit late.’ She quickly did just that as Richie moved her stuff down and into the garage. In the garage were several cars, a mini cooper soft top in aubergine, a deep red Dodge Grand Caravan, which he assumed would carry them to Fee’s.

Then his glance fell on the last car in the garage and his tongue nearly feel out of his mouth, there was, he groaned, a Lamborghini Reventon 2007 in gun metal grey. He walked over and reverently stroked along the bonnet to the back. The damn thing had not long come out how the fuck did she have one? And hell he knew how much they cost, damn!

Gail walked in and saw him and laughed, she just knew he’d be running his hands over her baby.

‘How the hell do you have this car? Wasn’t there a waiting list for it?’ He waited as she flung some bits into the Dodge.

‘Yes there is a waiting list for it, but I’ve friends in high places.’ She winked at him and blew him a kiss.

Reluctantly he looked at the car and walked to the other one, getting in; he turned towards her and gave her the ‘well’ look.

Gail sighed and grimaced then took a deep breath, ‘It was a present, a thank you gift.’

Richie’s eyes shot skywards his brain turning fast, someone gave her a car, a fuckin expensive car, as a gift? He wasn’t sure he wanted an answer to his next question. ‘A thank you gift?’ Christ he could feel jealousy washing through him.

Gail started the car and inwardly grinned at his tone, hitting the remote the garage door opened, she gunned the engine and took off down the drive, hitting the other remote to the gates. She whipped the car onto the street before answering him. ‘Yes Richie a thank you gift. All I can say is that thanks to Elton, I travelled abroad on his recommendation, to a friend of his who injured their back in a crash and needed extra rehab. The friend is a major shareholder in Lamborghinis stock. I helped him out for several months, and he told me he’d get me a car. I told him no, as I was more than well paid for the time I spent there. But he insisted, and I thought it would be an older model. Imagine my surprise when this arrived, zero miles on it fresh off the damn conveyer belt! I wasn’t happy and tried to get it sent back. But I never had any luck. But damn it drives like a dream.’ She looked a little charagrinned at him. ‘Well could you resist that being in your garage?’

He laughed, he had an idea who she’d taken care of, and knew the man was generous to people he liked and admired. And the man was blissfully happy to a stunning woman, and she’d castrate him if he was ever unfaithful! ‘No baby I couldn’t resist it, ever.’

He reached over and laid his hand on her lap, she threaded her fingers into his, only parting them when she needed to turn, damn good job it was an automatic!

They arrived at Fee’s and Richie was shocked to fine them outside the shop again.

‘She had the loft above the shop. Hell if she didn’t she’d never get to work on time.’ Chuckling they grabbed various times out of the car and headed for the door.

Gail tried it and it opened, ‘Honey we’re home! Where’s the patient?’ Richie laughed out loud and they heard a clear, pained ‘fuck you’ from the back room. Grinning they headed back.

Chapter 28

Gail snuggled into the warmth next to her and sighed, it smelt wonderful, she rubbed her nose on it again and it shuddered and moved! She jerked awake and into a sitting position, blinking, clutching the duvet to her.

‘Holy hell darlin, you go from nought to sixty in seconds.’ Richie chuckled, he’d been awake for a while watching her, but when she’d snuggled more into him, catching a ticklish spot, he’d jerked in reaction and she’d shot up like the hounds of hell were after her.

Gail looked at the man lying next to her, and it all came back to her, making her blush, then get incredibly turned on again! ‘Richie?’ she whispered his name, and he grinned up at her, cupped her head and pulled her back into his arms.

‘Don’t sound so surprised baby.’ He grinned and laid a gentle kiss on her lips.

‘I thought I’d been dreaming, but nope..’ Her hand wandered over his chest and into his hair, ‘No dream.’ And she brought his mouth back to hers, sliding softly over each others, the heat still there, but the earlier roughness, gone. She sighed into his mouth as his hands wandered from her neck to her collar bone, and down, she wanted to feel his hands on her again, she could feel his hardened cock tapping her thigh and moved towards it.

As his fingers found her breast and closed on it gently, he felt her wince and jerk a bit. His eyes snapped open and he tore his lips from hers.

‘What……what’s the matter Richie?’ She was confused, one minute they were heading towards total bliss, and then he’d moved from her.

He whipped the covers back and blanched at what met his gaze, then he started swearing, ‘Fuck it, I knew I shoulda been more fuckin careful! I’m a stupid fuck!’ He put his head into his hands and groaned.

‘What are you talking about, Richie, what……….holy shit!’ Gail glanced down and saw what he’d seen; she’d got finger marks on her breast, turning black as she looked. She noticed on her hips, fingers marks there too. Plus he’d been a busy boy leaving love bites on her body too. She reached and traced the marks on her breast and grinned, damn he’d loved her good! She looked at him again, he was a picture of remorse and she shook her head. ‘Richie, what’s your problem, so you marked me..’

He reared back at the marking her and glared at her, ‘I’ve bruised you; I was selfish and let go completely.’ He didn’t catch her grin, ‘And I’ve hurt you! I should be fuckin shot!’ His fingers were trying to rip up the sheets on the bed, his large hands clenching and unclenching, thinking of the damage he’d done.

She was confused, really confused, at his torturous looks and the way he was totally over reacting! ‘Rich, for god’s sake calm down! You must have left bruises on women before when you’ve let go?

His hands raked his hair, ‘Never….I’ve never….’ He trailed off.

Gail’s eyes widened, ‘What do you mean? You’ve never let go with anyone?’ She laughed at him, and then stopped as he reddened. ‘Holy fuck Richie, you’ve never…holy shit! What about with Heather?’ she choked the name out.

Richie felt his face burn, and he glanced at her questioning face, she didn’t look scared about what had happened, he’d expected screaming and swearing, he looked at her breasts and grimaced again, ‘No, not even her……I nearly did once, but she said I was too rough with her.’ He hung his head, shame washing over him.

Gail let the news sink in, stupid bitch was all she could think, then a big grin split her face and her dirty laugh brought Richie’s eyes to her face, he couldn’t believe the pure joy on her face, and he cocked an eyebrow at her.

She leant into him and kissed him, ‘So I’m the only woman you’ve ever let go with?’ He nodded, her grin threatened to split her face. ‘Thank you Richie.’ And she kissed him again, her fingers slipping up his chest and into his hair, moving closer to him.

‘Thank me for what, being a fuckin jerk, too big to control, fuck it.’ He spat, but got cut off, as he would have sworn some more, by her soft mouth and tongue.

‘Yes, thank you, for feeling safe enough with me to really let go and be yourself.’ She punctuated what she said to him with loving kisses placed all over his face. ‘I’m highly honoured that you were yourself with me, and only me; talk about giving me a big head. And love, I love the marks you’ve left on me. If that makes me a little strange or kinky, then I freely admit it. And honey, after the first bit of tenderness when you touched me just now, went away with the pressure.’

Richie eyed her, weighing her words and looking deep into her eyes for any small, minute sign that she was lying, he found none! Could he really believe she liked it when he went caveman on her? She sure seemed okay at the minute, her fingers worked deeper into his hair.

‘Richie stop fucking thinking about it! I’ve had enough of you mopping.’ She flicked him in the forehead, and then laughed at his stunned expression. ‘Hey gotta snap you out of it some how!’ She pulled his head down and kissed the spot she’d made sting.

He growled deep in his throat and buried his head in her neck, pushing her backwards and leaning over her, ‘You are not supposed to flick rock gods woman!’ He dropped his voice to a dark husky whisper, and felt her shiver. He moved to her side and gathered her to him, kissing her deeply, slowly, lovingly. Damn a woman who took everything he had to offer, and not freak out when he got a bit rough. He grinned into her mouth as they kissed for some time, long slow hot kisses, with a little roughness thrown in for good measure. They finally came up for air.

‘Probably not, but it got your attention.’ She nibbled his jaw, and then his adam’s apple, making his dick jump back to full alert.

‘Darlin, you’ve always got my attention.’ They kissed for a long time, just enjoying each other. He played with her beautiful black hair, winding it around his hand, and then trailing it over his chest. Gail just giggled softly at him, and put her leg over his thigh, she could feel his shaft long and hard, and she moved towards it, her juices starting to run at the thought of him buried deep inside her again.

Richie’s hand moved to her breast and gently cupped her, his long finger flicking over her hardened nipple making her gasp and arch into him, wanting to feel him touching her not just hovering over her. She felt him take a steadying breath and his hand closed over her breast, and after a second of being uncomfortable, it felt wonderful, having his hands on her after years of lusting after him was unbelievable and hot! She moaned and pushed further into his palm and he finally got the message and started to rub and squeeze it more. She sighed into his mouth; if he’d have backed up she’d have killed him.

He chuckled, ‘Well darlin, seems we’re both kinky, because I’ve a feelin I’m never gonna get that monster back in the cage.’ He ran his lips up her neck and to her ear, biting down on the lobe.

Gail shivered again, and then snickered, ‘Yeah the moose is loose aboot the hoose!’ She just couldn’t help herself.

Richie roared with laughter and they lay for several minutes laughing. ‘Jesus woman, that was baaad! David would kill for that line!’ They laughed again, but as he pulled her closer, his cock felt the moisture coming from her soaked pussy and all laughter ceased and suddenly passion flared again hot and bright.

He gently pressed forward, pulling her leg further over his hip and growled again as he slipped deep inside her; their love making this time was gentle and sweet, they crested together.

‘What time do we have to be at your leaving dinner?’ He asked kissing her, feeling contentment settling over him.

‘Eight.’ He glanced over at the clock, well that gave them just over two hours to shower, dress, then head to his hotel to get changed.

A wicked grin coasted over his mouth, ‘Well we better hit the shower then, got to go and get my clothes changed before we go baby.’ With that he jumped out of the bed and picked her languid body up and threw her over his shoulder, then groaned as her hair fell down his back and to his knees, damn he wanted her again!

‘Christ Sambora, be careful!’ She shouted sternly, and then spoilt it by giggling.