Page 819 of One More Kiss

Trevor

I couldn’t believewhat I’d just done. I’d been looking forward to this gallery opening for months and disappeared down a side corridor to gorge myself on the sweet nectar that flowed from the flower of Gaia Wesley. As my business expands and takes me further away from my passion, I usually relish any opportunity I can get to immerse myself in the more creative aspects of the art industry.

It would seem now that I have a new passion in which to immerse myself. That passion was standing thirty feet away engaged in conversation with Victoria and one of my junior executives.

I could think of nothing else as I watched her. Her long chestnut hair fell in waves over her shoulder and down her back. She tried to tame it as best she could, but it still had a freshly fucked tousle to it, and her face was still flushed from the massive orgasm I'd just given her with my tongue. Her dress was slightly wrinkled, and she squirmed uncomfortably as, only she and I knew, she was no longer wearing panties. They resided in my pocket where I was gently stroking the lace, reliving inhaling her intoxicating scent and tasting her petal soft skin.

I didn't like watching her talk to other men. I certainly didn't like the way this little punk was looking at her. His eyes roved over every inch of her body; my body. A wave of anger begin to build and crest as I started to make my way to the trio. Just before I reached them, Mr. Junior Executive, who'd I planned to promote to the London office on Monday, was spared my wrath by none other than my Eloise.

She grabbed Gaia by the hand and led her over to the chocolate fountain where I watched with an overwhelming feeling of pride and passion as Gaia, Eloise, and Liam spent the next few minutes making elaborate confectionary creations before dousing them in chocolate. They’d have stomachaches tomorrow, but for now, I enjoyed seeing them happy again. I'd never seen my children so comfortable, and so at ease with someone they'd just met. Gaia's face was a mask of pure joy. She wasn’t humoring the children or just playing along for my sake. It would seem as if there was no place in the world she'd rather be at that moment than stacking bits of bananas, strawberries, and marshmallows on skewers and drowning them in a river of chocolate.

My entire body ached with longing, and I didn't think I could wait any longer to have her, but then Liam pretended to shoot her with imaginary spider webs. Her eyes went wide, she clasped the back of her hand to her forehead and staggered backward collapsing into a nearby chair. Her body went limp, and her head lolled to the side, eyes closed. Liam gasped with shock, and when he and Eloise crept closer to investigate, she sprang to life scooping them up and tickling them until they squealed with laughter.

In one of the most important events on the social calendar, anyone else in her position would have been networking, making contacts and trying to secure internships and jobs after graduation, but Gaia Wesley instead chose to focus on making my children laugh. She was laughing as well, a deep penetrating laugh that somehow filled my soul and brightened the room. She caught my eye at that moment and in that perfect moment, the most beautiful woman in the world, was holding my laughing children, smiling and had just offered me the only thing in the world my billions of dollars couldn't buy and the one thing that I wanted. I wouldn’t any longer to claim it.

I strode over the dessert table, turned Liam and Eloise to face me and crouched down to get to their eye level.

"Time to go, you two. I think you've had enough candy and it's getting close to bedtime…for all of us." I looked at Gaia, and she looked down blushing.

“Awe, Daddy! We were having fun with Gaia,” whined Liam.

“Yeah,” chimed Eloise, “We want to stay with Gaia!”

“Well,” I whispered, “what if I told you Gaia was coming home with us?”

“You are?!" Eloise looked into Gaia's face, her eyes full of hope. Our eyes met, and her sparkling blue eyes told me everything I wanted to hear.

"Yes. Yes, I am."

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