Leah's Seduction: 9 (Gianni and Leah - Leah's Seduction) (3 page)

Chapter 5

As the weeks went by, the pressure did not let up. It became more and more difficult to go anywhere without being mobbed by the press. They staked out GR Showroom and even the condo. Leah began staying with Gianni. He said he didn’t want to leave her alone.

At least they had privacy in the evenings, but it took time to unwind from their hectic days. Gianni anticipated that Ava’s legal demand would soon be sent to his attorney. It was a noisy case, and he expected her to ask for a sizeable sum. He told Leah that if he could negotiate a settlement and put the dispute to rest, he would do so.

Unfortunately, he didn’t think it would be that simple. Due to the complexity of the lawsuit, Gianni predicted it would drag on for months. Because of the nature of her allegations, his attorney had hired a psychiatric expert to interview her. But the appointment couldn’t be immediately scheduled.

“We’re getting out of here,” Gianni said.

“Right now? Where are we going?”

He pulled her into his arms. “I’m sick of being hounded, and I want to take you away. I’ve booked a room at a bed and breakfast in Cold Spring.”

Leah knew of the town on the Hudson River. “How long are we staying?”

“Just for the weekend. I can’t afford to be away any longer right now. But we will have a chance to breathe.”

“That would be nice,” she said. “I’d like to walk out the door and not fight my way through reporters.”

“Dawson is going to get us out safely.”

“How?”

“You’ll see.”

Leah packed a bag for the weekend, and they went down to the parking garage. After they slipped into the back of the limo, Dawson pulled out of the space and went down the ramp. “Sit tall, and look at the reporters as we go by,” he said.

Gianni looked at her. “We want them to see that we are leaving.”

Leah was puzzled, but their security guard seemed to know what he was doing. Sure enough, there was a crowd of reporters stationed on the sidewalk. No doubt they hoped Gianni and Leah would go out for the evening. And that appeared to be what was happening.

Several photographers snapped pictures when Leah looked out the window, blinding her for a moment. She turned back to Gianni, and he squeezed her hand. Dawson headed toward downtown at a normal speed. He looked in the rearview mirror. “Okay, we are being followed.”

When his destination was in sight, he sped up, and then pulled into the underground parking of a tall building. On the top floor was a restaurant with a great view of the city. Leah had eaten there many times with Gianni.

The security guard drove to the top parking floor, and another vehicle, driven by Roston, backed out. As soon as the space was free, Dawson pulled into it. Immediately, Gianni whisked Leah out of one limo and into the other car. “Keep your head down,” he said.

Leah caught a glimpse of the guards stowing the luggage in the trunk of the car where they were hidden. Then Roston got in and drove down the aisle. “You okay back there?”

“Yes,” Leah said.

Gianni smiled. “The media is probably here by now. They will see Dawson, and assume we are in the restaurant. By the time they get up there to verify, we will be well on our way.”

“I feel like I’m in a spy movie,” Leah said, and smiled. “It feels good to outfox the media for once.”

As soon as they were clear of downtown, Gianni and Leah sat in their seats and buckled in. It only took an hour to get to Cold Spring. The reservation was in Dawson’s name. “No sense taking a chance they will find us by checking credit cards,” Gianni said. “I’m sure we can dodge them for a couple of days.”

It was still light out, and Leah could see the town was an old-world respite. Breakneck Ridge was nearby, and they’d be able to do some hiking in the warm weather. It was a relaxed area, frequented by tourists. The chances of anyone recognizing Gianni were low. They would have two days alone.

Their room was on the third floor, with two windows overlooking the row of antique stores on Main Street. It had a king-size bed with a sheer canopy tied to the posts, and a thickly padded comforter. At the foot of the bed was a wood-burning stove. It created a cozy environment, even though they wouldn’t need it in summer. There was a large private bath with a two-person Jacuzzi tub, something they would be using.

Gianni got up on the high bed and pulled Leah on top of him. She ran her hands through his hair and leaned down to kiss him. “This was a wonderful idea,” she said. “I feel better already.”

He stroked her back and squeezed her thigh. “It’s good to be alone with you.”

It was a simple enough statement, something Gianni might have said before. But his expression was one she didn’t recognize. There was emotion in his eyes that made her think Gianni meant more than he said. She waited to see if he would share his thoughts.

Then it was gone. Gianni rolled onto his side, letting her slip to the bed beside him. He brushed her hair away from her face and ran his fingertips along her jaw. “What would you like to do?”

Leah gave him a coy look, and rubbed her cheek against his palm.

Gianni’s eyes sparkled. “I think we better eat first. I plan on wearing you out later. So I need to feed you first.”

The prospect of a night with Gianni in the romantic room aroused her. She put her hand under his shirt and felt his hard chest muscles. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hand away. Then kissed her palm. “You’re tempting me,” he said.

Gianni stood up and pulled Leah into a warm embrace. Then he tipped her head up and touched his soft lips to hers. She felt weak, and sensation spread through her. If he kept going, Leah wouldn’t refuse him. But he stopped, and with his arms around her waist, he lifted her off her feet.

He twirled her around, making her giggle. “Okay, let’s go,” he said, lowering her to the floor.

Riverview was a restaurant that was aptly named. It had been a landmark since 1941, serving market-fresh seafood. It also featured brick-oven pizza. The place was friendly, and had spectacular views of the Hudson River and Storm King Mountain, which loomed above the river like a fortress. Paintings from local artists decorated the walls.

They started with fried calamari and sparkling wine. It was a blend of Chardonnay and Pinot Noir. The citrus and berry flavor paired well with the appetizer. “To escaping,” Leah said, and clinked her glass against his.

“To being with you,” Gianni said. And there was that look again.

Leah thought she knew him well. She had been more intimate with Gianni that any man. She knew his moods, his looks, and read his emotions pretty well. Or so she thought. The depth of feeling reflected in his eyes threw her off. Maybe she didn’t know him as well as she thought she did.

They sipped their wine and enjoyed the tranquility of the quaint restaurant. Leah realized that with all that was going on, time away was even more important. “I’m glad to be out of the city.”

“Yes, we need it.”

“It’s hard on our families too,” she said. “I’ve been calling my mom several times a week. She doesn’t want to bug me, but I know she sees the media.”

“It’s hard to miss. Even if your parents avoid reading it, they’d hear it on the radio.”

“Or television,” Leah said. “It’s everywhere.” She paused to take a sip of her wine. “I sometimes wonder if it will ever stop.”

Gianni frowned. “It will. I know it seems endless. But this is all about Ava’s allegations. We should have the demand soon, and I’ll know if I can buy our way out of this.”

“But she doesn’t deserve the money,” Leah said. “You should fight it. You’d win in court. She has no evidence.”

“She’s devious. I’m not sure what she has.” Gianni held his wine glass up and studied the bubbles rising to the top. “If it was only about me, I would fight the case. And I still may have to.” He looked at Leah. “But I cannot have you involved any longer than necessary. This isn’t about you, and I want the attention directed elsewhere.”

“It can’t be helped. As long as I’m with you, we are in it together.”

Gianni took her hand. “But I don’t like it. Not one bit. And if all it takes is money to quiet things down, I’ll do it in a heartbeat.”

Leah shook her head. “I can take it. Ava shouldn’t get away with it.”

Gianni sipped his drink. “We’ll worry about that once the legal matter is over, and the media moves on to other, more interesting stories.”

“That would be nice, to have this over. But still…”

“The thing is, I don’t know if settling the case is possible. The comment Ava made about not wanting my money, well, I know that was a lie. But I think she was implying something else. And I am afraid that money won’t shut her up.”

Leah’s stomach knotted. “She wants
you
, Gianni. That’s what she has always wanted. And she will use any means to get you.”

“I’m aware of that.” Gianni touched her foot under the table. “I don’t want you to worry about it. Whatever comes, I’ll take care of it.” His look was intense. “I promise you that.”

Leah loved him, and hated that he had to deal with such matters. If only they knew what Ava
really
had in her arsenal. She was all bluster and threat. But she might still have a powerful weapon. Whether it was embarrassing pictures of Gianni or something else, Ava would use whatever she could to win.

It was difficult for Leah to figure out a woman like Ava. A woman who thought she could get Gianni back with such antics. She didn’t know him at all. And she had even been his submissive. Yet she was clueless about pleasing a man like Gianni. She was going about it all wrong.

“But let’s not talk about that anymore tonight,” Gianni said. “I don’t want you worrying. I brought you here to relax.”

“Let’s not talk about it all weekend,” she said. “The problem will still be there when we get home.”

Gianni looked into her eyes. The blue of his eyes deepened, and his gaze was lustful. “Now,” he said, “let’s enjoy our wine.”

They finished the sparkling wine and ordered a Diablo pizza to share. The spicy Italian sausage and peppers brought Leah’s palate to life. Through the meal, they chatted about the village, the mountains, and the paintings on the walls around them. They talked about their plans for the next couple of days. But the strength of their attraction began to overshadow idle chatter.

When she talked, Gianni watched her. His eyes roamed over her body, making her skin tingle. Sometimes his gaze lingered on her lips as she spoke, and Leah could almost feel his touch. The look in Gianni’s eyes stirred deep desire, and thrill radiated through her from anticipation.

They stayed for dessert and espresso, delaying just for the pleasure of it. Leah could tell that Gianni was as anxious to get back to their room as she was. But he advocated patience, and had taught her that good things were worth waiting for. She had learned that he was right.

Chapter 6

In the cozy room, Gianni poured some champagne the hotel had left for them. Then he stuck the bottle back in the standing ice bucket. He handed one glass to Leah, and his fingers touched hers. That was enough to send a shiver of pleasure through her.

Looking at him aroused her. Gianni’s muscles gave shape to the light shirt he wore, and his sandy blond hair was in sexy disarray. On the way back, Leah hadn’t been able resist digging her fingers into it. His beautiful blue-gray eyes pierced into her.

She watched him sip the bubbly drink, craving the touch of his lips. Her gaze drifted down his buff form, drinking him in. His broad shoulders narrowed to his trim waist. The slacks he wore hung sexily over his hips, with his lean thighs outlined under them.

Under his pants, his erection bulged. Without asking permission, she stepped forward and placed her hand over the fabric to feel his hardness. Holding her glass in the other hand, she took a sip of champagne.

Gianni eyes were on fire. But demonstrating the patience he so often advocated, he looked into her eyes and took a sip of his own drink. Sip by sip, the tension escalated. Leah’s body heated, and her clit tensed.

She wanted to rip Gianni’s clothes off. Or have him rip hers away. But she was enjoying the anticipation. Their gazes locked, and Leah took another gulp of champagne. Her lips tingled when she looked at him. But he hadn’t kissed her yet.

Taking both glasses, Gianni put them on a table, and turned to face her. “Take off all your clothes,” he said. A thrill ran down her spine at his command. Leah kicked off her shoes and peeled her pants off. She lifted her tank top over her head.

Standing only in bra and panties, Leah hesitated. The ferocity in Gianni’s eyes captured her attention. Her legs were weak. And, forgetting her task, she stared at his sculpted thighs, and admired his erection pressing against his pants.

“Take off everything,” he said.

Leah reached behind and undid her bra. Then let it slide down her arms and fall to the floor. Her breasts were swollen with arousal, and her nipples were hard. She grabbed the elastic of her panties and lowered them below her knees. Then she let them drift to the floor so she could step out.

“Gorgeous,” Gianni said, not taking his eyes off her. Under his gaze, heat flooded her veins. She had waxed, and Gianni had been pleased. As he stared at her bare pink pussy now, Leah was glad she had done it for him.

In one pull, he took off his shirt. Then Gianni kicked off his shoes, pulled off his socks, and undid his pants. Leah held her breath. He lowered the zipper and let his slacks drop. The bulge she admired strained against his cotton briefs.

He kicked his pants away and leaned over the bed. With one arm, he swept the row of pillows off and pulled back the covers. Gianni reached out to her. Taking two fast steps, Leah was in his arms. Digging his hand in her hair, he pulled her head back and kissed her hard.

“You drive me crazy,” he said. Then he lifted her onto the bed, and stood in front of her. Leah cupped his erection, and he groaned. Putting his thumbs under the waistband, Gianni yanked them down, freeing his gorgeous cock.

She wrapped her hand around his hot shaft. Angling it toward her, Leah rimmed the knob with the tip of her tongue. Pre-cum seeped out, and with her fingertip she smeared it over the top. Gianni stepped back before she could lower her mouth over him.

From a drawer he retrieved a single woman’s stocking. Gianni wrapped it around the base of his cock, and tied knots at the top. Leah could see that when he fucked her, the knots were positioned such that they would tap against her clit.

He stepped close and leaned down, covering her mouth with his. Leah fell into him, dizzy with his flavor. She breathed in his male scent and stroked her tongue against his. Needing him badly, Leah fisted his cock, loving the feel of his velvet skin.

When he pulled back, Leah leaned forward and raked the tip of her tongue over the bulging veins of his erection. He was so virile, and erotic. But the urge to have him deep in her throat was again thwarted. He lifted her chin for her to look at him.

“Put your feet on the railing,” he said.

Leah glanced down, and positioned her feet on side of the wooden bedframe. Her knees were bent, and Gianni pulled her to the edge of the bed. The mattress was high, and he angled his cock straight into her.

Gianni put his hands on her waist and slid deeper. He stretched her, and it felt so good. With her feet leveraged on the bedframe, Leah could lift up and lower over him. When she did so, her slick pussy moved over his cock with ease.

Each time Gianni’s cock plunged into her, Leah felt the knots in the stocking bang against her clit. Her clit tightened, and she clenched over his cock. With her hands on Gianni’s shoulders, she lifted up and down over him.

Being in control of the motion excited her, and Leah moved faster. He rocked his hips toward her as she pumped over him. The little knots tapped her clit with each stroke. Gianni held her still for a moment, and leaned in to suckle her breasts.

He licked over the swollen mounds and sucked hard at her nipples. Leah whimpered, and her sex pulsed. She began to tremble. Gianni kissed her passionately and began pounding into her again. With wild abandon, Lean used her footing on the bedframe to pump over his cock.

Her breasts bounced, and her clit turned to a tiny pebble. With his fingers, Gianni pinched her nipples, and it was too much. He rocked into her harder, and Leah slammed down over him, hitting the sensual knots. She hovered at the precipice for a second, then exploded into orgasm.

Gianni moaned loudly and spurted his cum into her. His body was rock hard, and she clung to his shoulders and pressed her feet against the railing, as blinding white flashed across her vision. Her belly flattened and her inner muscles clenched deep as the exquisite climax rolled through her.

When she collapsed against Gianni with her head on his shoulder, he stood and carried her to the bathroom. After cleaning them up, he cuddled her on the bed with her back to his chest. Her body hummed with pleasure, and she closed her eyes, drifting on a cloud of satisfaction.

Gianni moved her hair back and stroked her cheek. His palm drifted over her ribs and settled in the dip of her waist. He nuzzled his face in her hair. Then he moved his hand over her hips and down her thigh. The touch was both tender and demanding.

Then he cupped her ass, and arousal radiated through Leah anew. When Gianni’s finger slid between her ass cheeks, a tinge of anxiety shot through her. Then he pressed a finger against her asshole. It felt good, yet also taboo.

Leah had fantasized about anal sex. She was curious more than anything. Gianni had prepped her for this moment. He had assured her it wouldn’t hurt if done right. She wanted to please him. And she wanted to try it.

*****

Gianni touched his finger to the tiny muscle, turned on by the feel of her tight asshole. He had asked Leah to get used to the butt plug he had given her, and she had complied. When he massaged her there, she tensed. But that was to be expected. It was her first time.

“I want to try tonight,” he said. “I think you are ready.”

“Okay.”

He cupped her ass. “We will take it slow, baby.”

Leah turned onto her back, and Gianni reached for the lube. He poured a generous amount in his palm and warmed it. She spread her legs, and he reached under her to spread it on her ass, taking care to slather it over her tight opening.

He knew she would be a little anxious, but Gianni was confident in what to do. With one hand he played with her breasts, stimulating her. With his other hand, he cupped her sex, using his palm to massage over her clit.

Leah looked calmer, so he pressed his fingertip against her asshole. Her eyes met his. Slowly, he slid his greased finger into her. She tightened. “Relax, baby,” he said. “That’s all you have to do.”

He felt her muscles give, and Gianni stroked his finger in and out, very slowly. Her cheeks flushed and her nipples distended. Leah was acclimating so far. Taking his time, Gianni got her used to the sensation. Then he brought out her butt plug.

She watched as he warmed it in his hands. Gianni leaned down and kissed her, tasting her sweetness. “You are so hot,” he said, and flicked her nipples with his tongue. Then he lubed the plug and touched it to her ass.

“Let me do it,” he said. “Just ease into it.”

Her eyes half closed, but she seemed to relax as he pushed the plug into her. Leah had been using it regularly, so it wasn’t new. Gianni used it to stretch and prep her. He took his time pulling it nearly out, then pushing it back in. He twisted it for more sensation, and Leah seemed comfortable with it.

With the plug shoved into her, he leaned down to kiss her again. “We are going to start with you on top,” he said.

Her eyes widened.

“It will be easier that way. I’ll show you.” Gianni was speaking in calm tones, but his arousal was spiraling high. The urge to be in her was strong, but he purposefully kept his need in check. It was important to go slow.

Gianni rolled on a condom. Then he got onto his back, and pulled Leah up to straddle him. He put more lube on her ass and over the condom.

Gianni touched the back of his hand to her jaw. “Only go as far as you want. The knob is the widest, but once I’m that far inside it should be fine.”

“I’ll try,” Leah said.

He wrapped his arms around her, and pulled her down so her head rested on his chest. Gianni reached down and angled his cock to her asshole. “Press back, baby.” She did so, and the tip touched her. Leah tensed.

“Relax, baby. Just rock back, and let me slide into you very slowly. If it’s too much then pull up.”

“Okay.”

Leah leaned, and the tip of his cock pressed against her tiny muscle. She would have to push for the head to make it in. Slowly, she put more pressure on, and he slipped inside. Leah panted and clutched at his shoulders.

“You are in control,” he said.

Leah didn’t move for a minute. Then she leaned in to him a little more. Very slowly, he sank deeper. The tight opening put pressure on his thick cock, and excitement roiled through him. It took all the restraint he had to keep still.

He stroked her spine and felt her relax more. “That’s right,” he said. His words must have encouraged her, because Leah pushed again, and his cock filled her. Her breathing was ragged and her heart pounded.

“How does it feel?” he said in a gentle voice.

“There’s pressure, but it doesn’t hurt. I think…it’s kind of good.”

Leah’s assurance inspired him. He thought she would like it if she tried. Gianni knew she wanted to, and he needed make sure the anal play was a good experience. He hoped to do it more often. But only if she did well with it.

Gianni wanted to rock in to her, but forced his body to still. “Can you move?”

“Yes,” she said. Leah began to move so his cock stroked inside her. She was careful, and didn’t move too fast. “Gianni?”

“Yes, baby.”

She lifted her head and looked into his eyes. Her cheeks were flushed and her eyes glistened with arousal. “I like it. It feels good to have you there. It’s like…a new way to be close to you.”

His heart wrenched. Gianni raised his head and licked across her lower lip, then kissed her. “Pull up, baby,” he said. “We are going to try it another way.”

Gently, Leah rocked up, and he slid out. Gianni rolled her onto her back and straddled her. He kissed her fiercely, and she kissed him back hard. Crazed with need, he flipped her onto her belly and spread her thighs.

He reached for more lube, and massaged her asshole. Then he touched the top of his cock to her. “I’m going to fuck your ass, baby.” Without forcing it, Gianni let his cock slip into her asshole. She was tight, and it squeezed his cock.

Leah was spread before him, and the sight of her bare ass pushed him close to climax. But he wanted to enjoy it, and held back. He took a breath and moved deeper. She seemed relaxed, and he put his hands on her hips to steady the motion.

Then Leah arched her back, raising her butt up. She wanted it. Gianni groaned, and slid in more. She rocked up higher. Then he was all the way in. “Jesus,” he gasped.

Clutching the sheets, Leah panted rapidly. “More, Gianni. More. I want to feel you fuck me there.”

He stroked back slowly, and then back in. Leah accommodated him, arching her back and lifting her butt to meet him. Then, suddenly, Gianni was moving faster. He fucked her ass, and she shoved against him. “God, baby,” he groaned. Their rhythm increased.

Leah was flat on the bed, and as he moved into her, Gianni saw her rub her clit against the sheets. It was so fucking sexy. He fucked her and reached under to cup her breasts. “You feel so good.”

“It feels…amazing.” Leah pushed toward him.

Gianni was losing it. Her desire spun him into a powerful state of need. He needed to fuck harder, and he needed to explode. Then Leah rubbed her clit over the sheets and whimpered. He put his palms on her bare ass and fucked her just like she asked him to. The tightness around his cock made him ache for release.

But he couldn’t stop. Instead he stroked with vigor, allowing sensation to flood him. Leah whined, and then arched her back again. Gianni stroked in and out, relentlessly. Then his cock pulsed. It felt too damn good. “I’m coming, baby.” As he released, Leah cried out and came apart underneath him, giving in to her own orgasm. She clawed at the sheets and ground her hips.