Page 27 of My Lord
“Well, I’m staying here for a while, so why not?” She looked at me when she spoke.
“I have a feeling you two need to get a room. Take the rest of the day off,” Mackenzie said, with a laugh.
“Absolutely not. This is exciting. We have plenty of time,” Gabriella said, and I agreed with her.
I shrugged my shoulders. “I can’t help it if she wants to constantly flirt with me.” I grinned at her as she rolled her eyes. Then I turned the tables back on Mackenzie. “How was yourhot dateby the way?”
“A cold shower in the end.” Mackenzie laughed, but it was clear to me, and I’m sure Gabriella as well, that it was a forced one.
I thought it prudent to speak with Gabriella; I wasn’t sure Mackenzie was entirely happy in his private life and I didn’t want to make our budding relationship so blatant to him.
With the frivolity over, we got down to business. Mackenzie delegated and Gabriella left for her office. Mackenzie and I walked down to the Trymast offices to give them the good news. He was officially their new owner. Some would be happy and some, I thought, wouldn’t be. It all depended on whether they thought their jobs were on the line. I’d told him I felt there were certainly a lot of spare bodies that were unnecessary. As horrible as it sounded, a streamlining process was about to start.
We talked to the staff and I helped carry a box or two to the trolleys. We then called everyone together. Mackenzie gave his speech, they knew he had bought their company, and he formally introduced me for a second time. I did my best to allay any fears, answer a few questions, and assure everyone, although we would be streamlining, it was business as usual.
From then on, it was exactly that, business as usual.
* * *
It was nearly a week later before I managed to spend any time with Gabriella. She had been on out of town meetings, overseeing some of the many businesses Mackenzie owned. We had spoken regularly and one evening was particularly interesting.
“Hello, how are you?” she said as she answered the FaceTime call I’d placed to her. She wore a towel around her head and one around her body. “I’ve just showered. I had an awful day traipsing around a factory that was filthy. Honestly, Alex, the working conditions were appalling. I’m surprised that hasn’t been picked up on before now.”
“Did you give them hell?” I asked as I sat on my bed propped up against the headboard.
“I sure did but they’re hard work. All men, you know the kind. Don’t take to a female boss. Anyway, are you in bed?” she asked.
“Not in, but on.”
She shuffled up the bed and rested against her headboard. In doing so, the towel had slipped a little.
“I’m missing you,” she said as she pulled the towel from her hair. Her blonde locks were wild and just cried out to have my hands wrapped in them.
“Show me,” I said with a huskiness to my voice.
She tilted her head in that way she always did. “Are you asking me to expose myself, my Lord?”
“I am, now do so.” I kept my tone even but forceful.
Slowly she released the towel so it fell open. I hadn’t seen her naked until that point. As she sat, she moved her mobile down her body. She parted her legs a little and I could see her pussy.
“Should I pleasure myself?” she asked, her voice a breathy whisper.
“Yes,” was all I responded with.
Using two fingers she parted her lips, her clitoris glistened with arousal and she stroked gently. Her mobile shook slightly.
“Are you nervous?” I asked.
“A little,” she replied.
“Good. Nerves are good. Finger yourself for me,” I demanded, and as she did I stripped off my jeans until I was naked too. “I have my hand around my cock, Gabriella. I’m stroking it in time with your fingers. I’m imagining it’s your hand, and it’s going to be coated in your juices.”
She moaned a little and I saw her stomach tense. The hand holding the phone shook a little more. She sped up, and I kept pace with her.
“Show me, Alex,” she breathed out.
I angled my phone so she could see what I was doing. I could see her face watching me. Her cheeks were flushed and she wetted her lips frequently. She breathed heavily and parted them when I pleasured myself harder, faster. She threw her head back and dropped her phone. It landed between her legs and I got to see her orgasm. I got to see her fingers curl inside her as she forced them deeper. I saw her wet knuckles and when she pulled her fingers out, I got to see the slickness that I so desperately wanted in my mouth.
