Page 25 of Stonewall
She pulled away and asked, “Who’s stations are those.” She pointed to the other two stations.
“Gerri and English. I will bring you back during the day to meet them. Come, I want to show you the entrance.” I walked through a doorway that led to the front of the shop where customers waited, and the sleek black reception desk sat with a computer and phone on top. Another large Club Tattoo logo behind it covers the wall.
“I’m not going to lie; I really wasn’t expecting your shop to be so modern and clean; it’s truly amazing,” she complimented me, causing my chest to swell with pride. My shop had an excellent reputation for quality work that got a high dollar for our ink.
“I appreciate that, Brooke, and that leads me to a question I have for you.”
“Oh…what is it?” she asked, tilting her head to the side as she waited.
“I want to offer you the receptionist job we have open here.” I held up my hand to stop her from interrupting. “It’s not charity or a pity offer. We lost our receptionist a while ago and have needed a replacement. You would be perfect for the job, and you could bring Gael with you,” I finished and watched her closely while her mind worked.
“I don’t know. What if something happens to our relationship? How would this work?”
“Nothing is going to happen to our relationship, at least not from me,” I growled, pulling her to me and staring down at her. “I have something else to show you,” I said, guiding her to a door in the back hallway and taking her upstairs to another door I opened to let her pass me to go inside.
“What’s this?” she asked, looking around the apartment. The living area and the kitchen were an open floor plan with two doors leading to bedrooms.
“This is an apartment I am getting ready for you and Gael,” I didn’t mention I would be here. I didn’t want to hit her with too much too soon.
“Lenny, I can’t let you do this. It’s too much,” she said, her voice wistful.
“Brooke, you need a job and a place to live. I have both to offer, no strings. I want to help you get back on your feet. This apartment is perfect for you, and you can work in the shop and keep Gael with you,” I argued.
“Let me think about it. This is a lot to take in,” she relented, aiming a small smile at me that told me I had won.
“Sure, sweetheart, now let’s go get something to eat. What are you feeling?”
“I’ve been craving a good greasy pizza,” she answered, rubbing her stomach. “And after the workout you gave me, I’m starving.”
“Shit, Brooke, that was just a taste. You better eat up and load up those calories because you’re gonna need that energy,” I smirked, giving her a wink and a slap on the ass.
“Well, seeing is believing. For now, I’ll just have to take your word for it, and men tend to talk big but fizzle when the time comes,” she joked as she started down the stairs.
“Oh, Brooke, your sassy mouth is going to get you a spanking,” I warned her, my hand itching to smack those perfect globes.
Fizzle. Really?
I hope Brooke is ready for a long night. I guarantee that she won’t ever use that word in connection with me.
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
“COME ON, BROOKE, you’re not fizzling out on me, are you,” Lenny said from behind me as he roughly thrust in and out, angling his cock to hit just the right spot, causing me to moan deep.
“That’s right, sweetheart, enjoy my cock fucking your sweet pussy,” he demanded, spreading my ass cheeks to push a thumb into my back hole. I was so exhausted. Lenny had been going all night. He only let me sleep for a few hours before waking me again.
I felt him fist my hair, pulling my head back to look into my eyes. “Give it to me, Brooke; come for me; let me feel you squeeze my cock.”
“Ohhhh…..God, fuck…,” and over I went with a high-pitched cry, my whole body trembling with my release, while his eyes never left mine.
Lenny gave one last hard thrust before a deep growl sounded, and he held himself deep while he came before pulling out and falling beside me, pulling me against him. “That should take care of any talk of fizzling out in the future, yeah?”
“Yeah, you win. I never knew a man could go all night like that. Are you human?”
“Well, it helps that I’m so fucking attracted to you. I want you so damn bad I could go again,” his deep voice rumbled next to my ear.
“God, no. No more. I need a shower and some food before Gael gets here in a few hours,” I said, my voice hoarse from the night of sex. I didn’t even have time to explore all the artwork that decorated his body. The only bare spot was above his heart.
“I need to move too. I have to do a security patrol for a few hours this morning. I should be done by noon, and then we can do something together. You, me, and Gael,” he said as he moved to the side of the bed, disposing of the condom in the trash can. And standing, my eyes taking in all his hard, sculpted body.