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The hotel chosen by the limo driver wasn't far and was very nice. As we alighted from the vehicle I took a deep breath of the night air and smiled. Other than the run-in with Eve the evening had been perfect. Now Gee and I were going to spend the night alone so things could only get better.
We registered and were lead to our room on the 12th floor. I walked in and immediately noticed the wonderful view of the city from our balcony. Gee snuck up behind me and slipped his arms around my waist.
"It's so beautiful." I whispered looking out and the twinkling lights of the city.
"You’re so beautiful." He answered nuzzling my neck.
I sighed happily, "So are you."
He snorted, "I can't believe you told that reporter I was beautiful."
"But you are." I giggled, "The first time I saw you, you took my breath away."
He gently rocked us as he spoke, "I knew you would be there that day. As soon as Mikey and I got to the office I started looking for you."
"You did?"
"Yeah, Mikey had told me you'd been hired. Actually that day I didn't even need to be there but as soon as Mikey said he was going by the office I told him I'd tag along."
"So why did it take you so long to talk to me?" I'd seen him around for weeks before that fateful "Field of Dreams" movie night.
"I spent a lot of time trying to convince myself that I was a fool thinking you'd even be interested. I spent a lot of time hating myself for screwing up your relationship just to get what I desired."
"What you desired." I repeated softly.
"Yeah, I desired you so badly it hurt. But I didn't want to. In some ways I'd hoped you'd hate me."
"You tried pretty damn hard to make me hate you." I said trying not to remembering some of the things he'd said.
"I was a bastard to you but only because I was trying to save you from me." He stepped back and moved across the room where he took a seat on the sofa.
I followed him but instead of sitting down on the sofa I perched on the coffee table directly in front of him. While a lot of these memories were hard to speak of I still had questions. "What made you whisper in my ear that night?"
He leaned back against the sofa and stared into my eyes, "Shit, I almost didn't. Eve was there glaring at me most of the evening because we'd had a fight earlier and all I could do was think about you. I watched you wanting you so fuckin’ bad I hurt. When she left the room I couldn't take it anymore. I told myself you'd slap me and that would end it. I prayed that would happen. I'd never wanted anyone with the intensity I wanted you."
God, his words touched my heart. "But I didn't slap you." I whispered, "My body caught fire when you leaned over and repeated that line."
He smiled, "You mean my own version of the line."
"Yeah, your own version. At first I thought I'd imagined it. Never did I think you would be attracted to me. I really believed you were happily engaged."
He shook his head, "Yeah, I should have been an actor. I was anything but happily engaged."
"Yet you tried to be." I said softly.
He reached in his pocket for his cigarettes and lit one before answering. "I'd known Eve for several years. She knew the truth about Troy and me. She knew I didn't love her but still I tried to be good to her."
"She knew about you and Troy?" I hadn't really thought about it before.
"She knew I'd been with men." He answered.
"Yeah, I knew that but I guess I didn't realize she knew specifically about Troy."
"Does that matter?" He was trying to follow my thought process.
I sat thinking a moment. Something was bothering me but I couldn't put my finger on it. I remembered back to the day I'd overheard her talking shit about Gerard to that man in the restaurant. Who had he been? I tried to remember what he looked like but was drawing a blank. Finally I spoke, "I guess I'm just wondering if she ever spoke to Troy or if she ever spoke about you and Troy to anyone else."
"Fuck, I hope not. She knew the reason I was marrying her was to hide that part of my life."
"And what exactly was she going to get out of it?" I asked.
"Money." Gerard answered. "Notoriety. She always wanted to be a singer and she knew that being with me would help that along."
"So when you broke up with her weren’t you afraid she's spill her guts?"
He nodded, "Well, yeah but I was marrying you so I didn't worry about that. I mean the record company was still happy because I was with a woman."
I frowned and he look at me questioningly.
"Laura, you aren't upset are you? I mean you are the one who told me to break up with Eve and marry you so the record company would get off my back."
"Yeah, yeah, I know. It's not that." I tried to gather my thoughts.
"I love you Laura. Even before I married you I loved you. I just couldn't let myself believe it."
I nodded, "I know, Gee. I'm not upset about that. But Eve is one hell of an enemy. Yeah, to the world your sexual preference looks right now but still she could cause shit if she wanted to."
"Why would she? Yeah, she likes to poke a stick at me but she's got a recording contract now with my record company. It would be stupid of her to cause trouble."
"But her songs are pretty pointed aren't they?"
He took a deep drag before answering, "Well yeah but as long as the fans see us together then they don't mean shit."
"Only to those who don't know the truth about your past." I said softly.
He stared at me. "Laura, what are you thinking?"
"Does she know Troy is dead?"
He shook his head, "I have no idea. Once he left the tour he seemed to disappear. I guess he went back to Jersey since that's where we ran into him."
I didn't like some of the thoughts I was having. "Troy hated us." I said slowly. "What if he had decided to try to even the score? Wouldn't Eve be someone he'd think of to join forces with? I mean he had to know she was pissed at you for breaking off the engagement."
"I don't understand where you're going with this?" Gerard snuffed out his cigarette and waited.
Truth was I didn't really know where my thoughts were headed either. All I did know was there was someone who was trying to destroy Gerard. I really didn't want to ruin our night talking about this shit but I knew it was something that needed to be discussed, "Gee, just suppose you had talked about Merri to Troy."
What I feared happened, "Fuck, do we have to talk about this?" He lit another cigarette.
"No, we don't." I said softly, "I'm sorry."
He sighed, "Look I know you're just trying to figure out all this shit but I just want to spend the night with my wife like a normal couple."
He was right. We needed to be "a normal" couple. "Fair enough." I smiled. "Hey, lets just be an old married couple." I leaned back on my arms and smiled, "Well Honey, I'm tired. Let's go to sleep."
His eyes narrowed, "That's not what I meant."
I loved to tease him. "But isn't that what old married couples do? Go to bed and sleep?"
He continued to stare, "I didn't say 'old' couple."
I grinned, "Oh, not old. Just a married couple. Okay how's this?" I quickly grabbed the bottom of my top and pulled it over my head letting it drop to the carpet. My fingers undid my bra and I sent it sailing across the room. Now I leaned back letting him get a good look at my breasts. "So how’s this? A newly married couple. Husband, fuck me."
With lightening speed he snuffed out his cigarette, "Woman, you have no idea how that turns me on to hear you say that." He hooked his fingers under the coffee table and pulled it with me giggling on top towards him so that I was inches from him.
I reached out and stroked his crotch, "Think I do." I smiled.
His mouth lowered to my right nipple and his tongue darted out to slowly circle and tease. I leaned back on my arms and closed my eyes savoring the feeling. It was heavenly. Soon my other nipple received that same attention.
"Holy shit that feels good." I murmured.
He raised his head, "Does it? Well how does this feel?" He took both of my breasts into his hands and began to gently caress them.
"Pretty damn good." I sighed. He continued for several more blissful moments then stopped. I opened my eyes and smiled, "Why did you stop?"
Without a word he pushed the coffee table back slightly and took my hand to help me stand. His fingers undid my zipper and he slid my slacks to the floor. My panties followed. After I stepped out of them I waited wondering what he had in mind.
"Sit back down." He commanded. I did and he pulled the coffee table back to him leaving a slight space. "Spread your legs for me."
I did so happily. He moved foreword and captured my lips while his fingers began to explore. He spoke against my lips, "You’re always so fucking wet and hot."
"For you."
"Yes, only for me." His tongue ran along my bottom lip, teasingly.
I began to purr as he stoked my pussy. Using only one finger he started at the top of my slit and slowly moved up and down driving me crazy. It felt wonderful but I wanted more.
"Does Little Laura want more?" He asked reading my mind.
"You know damn good and well I do." I answered trying to push my hips higher to meet his finger.
"Oh, I don't know. Seems to me Little Laura has been sorta sassy tonight. I'm not sure she deserves more." He inserted his finger into my wet hole only slightly then pulled it back out.
I moaned, "I've not been sassy." I whined.
His finger slowly circled my opening making me want to beg. "Oh, remember making me choke during the interview?" He whispered.
I tired to concentrate, "Well, it was sorta funny."
"Sassy, Sugar. It was sassy." This time his finger went in slowly but stopped.
"You're torturing me."
"So I am." he said sitting back and removing his hand. Damn it I wanted to scream.
I glared at him. "Gee, I want more and I want it now."
His smile was beautiful. "Demanding aren't we?"
"Fuck yeah."
"Well I'm not ready to give you more." As he spoke he pushed the table back. I watched as he stood and wondered what he had in mind. He moved around the table and took hold of my shoulders turning me to face him. Gently he pushed me back to lie on the cold wood.
"You look pretty fucking hot laying on that table." He said standing above me. I stared at him. When he fell to his knees and pushed apart my legs I moaned. Now his tongue began to do what his finger had been doing earlier. I shivered with anticipation.
"Fuck, Laura. You taste so good." His voice was rough. "So fucking good." He used his fingers to part my lips. Now his tongue really went to work. My hips came off the table to meet his mouth. He took his hand away and pushed me back down. "Patience, Little Laura." He said.
"Fuck patience." I said gripping the sides of the table. "I want you inside me."
"Not yet. First you're gonna cum for me. I want to taste you cum."
I moaned loudly, "Oh shit, Gee. Make me cum."
"With pleasure." He said before lowering his mouth. Once again he parted my lips but this time instead of just teasing his tongue swirled around my opening then dipped inside. I was so close I cried out. He pumped in and out bringing me to the edge. When he stopped just long enough to tell me to cum I did. It was then he began to suck the juices he'd created. The orgasm was so intense I rolled my head back and forth until it subsided.
Swiftly he stood and helped me off the table. My legs were shaky so he scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bedroom. He laid me on the bed and quickly shed his clothing. I watched through hooded eyes.
"I want to suck you." I said as he neared the bed.
"No, Sugar. That pretty mouth would finish me off in no time flat. I want to be inside you." He settled his body over mine and I felt his tip pressing slightly against my opening. He held that position until I spoke.
"What are you waiting for?” I said breathlessly.
"Waiting for you to ask me again to fuck you." He answered.
"Oh holy hell, Gee. Fuck me. Fuck me now."
He thrust inside me before I'd finished speaking. Grabbing my hands he held them over my head. As he pumped in and out I felt the delicious feeling building again. He felt my muscles tightening on him and smiled. "Cum for me again."
"No, your turn" I said trying to catch my breath.
His head lowered and he suckled my nipple. "Cum, Sugar." He said before moving to the other side.
"Gee, I want you to cum." Shit, I was close.
He thrust harder, "Laura, don't fight the feeling. Don't hold back."
"Cum with me." I wrapped my legs around his waist and arched my back.
His breathing became labored. I knew he was close. One more thrust and we were both there. He called out my name as he emptied into me.
Several minutes later he pulled out and moved to lie beside me. We didn't speak for several more minutes.
"Wow" was all I could think to say.
Gerard laughed, "You could say that."
I sat up and scooted off the bed. "Back in a minute." I said before heading towards the bathroom. Once there I cleaned up a bit. My eye makeup was smudged and my hair a mess. I tried the best I could to repair the damage before opening the bathroom door. Gee was standing right outside the door with a worried look on his face.
"Everything okay?" He asked touching my face.
It was then I realized he was afraid that something had happened because I’d taken so long to come out. He was afraid I might be bleeding again. His concern touched me deeply.
"Everything is more than fine." I put my arms around him and hugged him tightly.