All or Nothing (12 page)

‘You like that?’ he nips my ear lobe as I
gasp ‘I love everything you do to me’ I whisper.

‘I love you Abi, never doubt it’ he kisses
me with such feeling I am in the clouds oblivious of how and where it feels
like the longest kiss ever as my body tingles with emotion.  I don’t recall how
long we just lay kissing but it is mind blowing.  Before I am even aware of it
he hooks my legs over his shoulders and moves forward so that my knees are
against my ears almost… my shoes wrapped around his neck.  He enters me slowly
as he continues to kiss me gently yet thoroughly. I cannot move due to the position
as he gently circles and probes, my whole body a nerve as I tingle from the
intimacy of the position. 

It suddenly occurs to me this isn’t sex
this is love he is making love to me I feel my eyes tear at the revelation the
sad fact being I have never experienced this before now.  I have had good sex and
enjoyed it but this is so intimate so full of emotion.  The kiss continues I
love kissing him, I love him.  He fastens slightly and I gasp my body
tightening I sense he is losing control.

‘Come with me Abi’ he whispers as he
thrusts against the ache I have within prodding and probing, I moan ‘oh god’ as
I cascade around him.

‘Oh yes’ he calls thrusting into me as I
contract around him over and over until he is empty and panting, he releases my
legs and lays on top of me his elbows holding his weight as his face remains in
the crook of my neck.

I exhale a breath, ‘what the fuck’ I groan
my body still singing from the intensity of the sex.

Grant flips over on to his back bringing me
with him so that I am now laying against his chest which is moving rapidly as
he attempts to regain his breathing ‘god you are hazardous’ he murmurs.

‘Me!’ I express and wrap my arms around him
keeping him right where he belongs, I kick off my shoes and wrap my legs around
his. 

I must have fallen asleep because when I
awake I am under the duvet and spooned by Grant, I need to use the bathroom so
extract myself gently.

‘You ok?’ he whispers.

‘I need the bathroom’ I inform him, ‘where
is it?’

He turns and switches a light on in the
corner, ‘that door there’ he croaks.

‘Ok, avert your eyes pervert’ I tease as I
make my way to the door he directs me into. I hear him chuckle as I enter the
luxurious bathroom I am astounded by the beauty of it all and gasp ‘wow’ I have
never experienced a bathroom like it outside of a hotel room, a five star one
at that! It is huge the shower is big enough for four people, the bath for a
football team.  The marble floor is warm against my feet signaling underfloor
heating. I go about my business and wash my hands in one of the twin sinks
checking myself out at the mirror.

In Bella’s words I appear well and truly
fucked my cheeks flushed my hair half in and half out of the pony tail.  I wash
my face and release my hair from the hairband taming it with my hands, my
makeup isn’t too smudged so I leave it and return to the bedroom.  The room is
huge, I was otherwise engaged on my arrival here so survey the high ceilings
and the décor as I enter.

‘Quite a place you have here’ I mutter
quietly.

‘Thank you’ he regards me warily.

‘Why are you looking at me like that?  It
is magnificent I mean it’ I slide in the bed and move over to Grant glancing at
the clock, 6.49am ‘you ok?’ I nibble the stubble.

‘I have never been better’ he pulls me over
him pushing my hair to one side ‘I love you’ he whispers into my eyes and I
feel the emotion.

‘I love you too’ I murmur genuinely a tear
escaping falling onto his bare chest, he frowns.

‘Then why are you crying?’ he strokes my
hair away from my face an anxious look on his face.

‘Because I don’t want anything to spoil
this and I have a feeling there isn’t anything I can do to prevent it’ another tear
rolls down my face and he pulls me in to him.

‘Don’t let it Abi, please don’t let it’ he
begs holding me tight.

We spend the Sunday mostly around Grant’s
he gives me a tour of the apartment and it is astounding to say the least. The
whole apartment has three bedrooms each with an en suite attached, an office
where Grant spends the majority of his time if the organized mess is anything
to go by, the living area and a roof terrace.  We eventually arise at 11am for
breakfast before taking a bath and I dress in a pair of tracksuit bottoms and
t-shirt of Grants.  We sit chatting about our lives so far and snooze through
an entire film sprawled out on the sofa. 

‘I should go’ I mumble waking groggy from
my sleep.

‘Stay’ he mumbles back.

‘I have work in the morning and the laundry
won’t do itself’ I stretch.

‘Ok’ he runs his hand through his hair, ‘I
should attempt some work this weekend’

I stand and observe my attire, ‘can I
borrow these?’

‘Of course, give me a minute to change and
I will run you home’

‘Well I look like the poor orphan’ I glance
down at my attire comparing it with Grant’s who has changed into jeans and a
polo shirt with a leather jacket.

‘Maybe I should change into my dress, hold
on’ I dive into the bedroom returning in yesterday’s clothes taming my wild
hair with my hands.

‘You would look beautiful in a sack’ he
responds warmly.

‘Thank you for a lovely evening’ I glance
shyly in his direction.

‘You must be joking, thank you’ he wraps
his arms around me and sighs into my hair ‘I don’t want to let you go’ he
murmurs.

‘It’s going to go wrong isn’t it?’ I
whisper my eyes wide.

‘No! It is up to us to prevent it from
going wrong, I thought you loved me’ he remarks in an accusatory voice.

‘I do’ I glance up at him relaying my
feelings in that one glance.

‘And I you, so we cannot allow anyone in
between us’ he states strongly.

‘Even if it’s a tiny someone?’ I tilt my
head my eyes wary.

He sighs, ‘even then!’

********

My week is busy with work, since I arrived
early and stayed late during my
keep myself busy
days
attempting
to forget Grant my boss now knows the extent of my talents throwing more and
more work in my direction.  I have to say I am finding it more enjoyable being
challenged the days flying the work less tedious. 

Since Sunday I have heard from Grant daily,
he was away on business for two days but still managed to call me from Cyprus
to ensure everything was ok.  Bella and Mike are inseparable, Bella spending
most of her time at Mike’s but he too was away with Grant so we reverted back
to our single days during their absence watching chick-flicks wrapped on duvets
on the sofa.

‘You happy?’ I ask Bella one evening.

‘Sooooo happy, are you?’ she grins.

I nod, ‘I just hope things work out for us,
you are fortunate you have no outside influences’

‘I know Abi but Grant thinks the absolute
world of you that is plain to see.  Love conquers all as they say’ she quotes
optimistically.

‘Let’s hope so, meanwhile shall we watch
‘how to lose a guy in ten days?’ I tempt amused.

Bella grins ‘I am sure I have done it in a
lot less’

********

It is Friday and I am full of nerves and
butterflies, Grant is meeting me from work and we are spending the weekend at
his apartment.  I have missed him if that is at all possible in the short time
we have been together.  I have made an effort with my outfit for work dressing
in a shorter skirt than I would normally have worn for the office reaching well
above my knee with stockings and heels.  I dress in a petrol blue blouse tucked
into my black skirt. I leave my hair loose and straighten it which is something
that I don’t normally bother with during the week opting to normally pull it
back into a bun or pony tail. 

When I walk into the office my boss
whistles ‘someone has a date tonight’ he calls through the glass wall.  Richard
Hunt is in his fifties and very happily married to Alex who he shares two
children with, he was a pleasure to work for.

‘Indeed I do’ I admit flushing slightly at
his compliment.

‘Anyone I know?’ he queries his eyebrow
arched.  I know who he is referring to, Sean from accounts who is a regular
visitor to my desk for a chat.  Sean is handsome, charming and witty but I
prefer not to date anyone from work opting to keep my personal and business
lives separate.

‘No, not from the office’ I assure him.

‘Is it serious?’ he smiles lightly.

‘Maybe’ I smile.

‘Hmm that may be a problem, sit Abigail’
and he moves to close the door.

‘Is everything ok?’ I ask sitting in front
of his desk.

‘Oh yes don’t worry Abigail this is a good
thing.  I am impressed with how you are working of late and wondered whether
you would consider a bit of travelling for the company?’

‘Oh wow, well yes I would love to’ I gush
as excitement flutters within me at the prospect.

‘The boyfriend wouldn’t mind?’ he enquires.

‘The boyfriend is a business man who is
often away himself during the week’ I explain ‘he has just returned from a few
days in Cyprus’

‘Oh ok, what business is he in?’ he probes
his interest apparent.

‘Property’ I relay vaguely.

He nods, ‘Ok well I think we would benefit
from sending you out to shmooze the clients you are extremely approachable not
to mention knowledgeable on our business Abi. There will of course be a salary
increase’ he notifies me.

‘Great! Yes I would definitely be up for it
Richard thank you for the opportunity’

‘No problem, we will discuss it further in
the not so distant future.  Meanwhile, I will organize the paperwork’

Today is a good day I deduce as I continue
with my daily tasks. 

A short while later I am wandering the top
floor attempting to locate Sylvia the Managing Director’s PA when I notice
David Thompson, the guy from the bar who by some strange twist of fate seems to
appears wherever I am of late.

‘David!’ I smile shaking my head ‘now if I
didn’t know better I would swear you were stalking me’ I tease as I kiss his
cheek and he chuckles at my comment.

‘Lovely to see you again Abi, we do indeed continue
to bump into each other.  I take it you work here?’

‘Yes, Marketing.  You here on business?’

‘I am, personal business’ he adds ‘how are
you? I noticed you with a guy the other night I thought you wasn’t dating!’ his
voice is gentle but I sense a tiny amount of accusation within it.

‘Well he was the reason I wasn’t dating’ I
smile and he nods in comprehension.

‘Well you keep hold of that card Abi
because I would love to take you out when you are available’ he smiles
pleasantly towards me.

‘Thank you David’ I return the smile as I
notice Sylvia ‘I must go, see you soon no doubt’

‘Hope so’ he grins as he moves to the
elevator.

I approach Sylvia and she smiles, ‘someone
has an admirer’

‘Oh no, someone I keep bumping into’ I
reply flippantly.

‘Well I wouldn’t mind bumping into him’ she
whispers and I chuckle he is a good catch David handsome and a gentleman but he
doesn’t compare to my green eyed man.

‘Wait until I inform that gorgeous husband
of yours’ I threaten teasing.

Grant is waiting in reception as I exit the
lift with Sean giggling at a comment he has made regarding my short skirt.  He
is standing there all handsome in his expensive grey suit his light blue shirt
open at the neck his eyes drinking me in.

‘Goodnight’ I call to Sean.

‘Goodnight Abigail’ Sean rubs my arm
affectionately ‘have a good weekend’ he nods at Grant who nods back.

‘Well hello’ I murmur quietly.

‘Well hello yourself sexy lady’ his eyes
burn into mine as he drops a kiss briefly against my lips and grabs my hand
leading us outside.  A driver is waiting by the curb and Grant opens the door
for me to enter.

‘A driver?’ I question as we settle in the
back.

‘Means I can do this’ he tips my chin and
rests his lips on mine gently as the electricity begins.  I move my hand to his
neck and pull him deeper into me as I open my mouth for him to explore, I groan
as he strokes my tongue with his my insides heavy with need it has been way too
long.

His hand finds the edge of my skirt and
strokes gently up until he reaches my stocking tops when he gasps and ends the
kiss ‘what the fuck’ he grumbles his eyes heavy with lust. 

‘Where we going?’ I whisper oblivious to
the driver in the front.

‘Home?’ he murmurs.

‘Bed’ I croak as I pull him in to me to
continue where we left off.

‘Oh yes’ he growls against my mouth ‘it has
been too long’ he mirrors my thoughts exactly.