Locked Hearts

Chapter Seven

RAELYNN POV

Double checking what was in the briefcase, Danny looked at me and nodded.

"Good doing business with you gentlemen." I shook their hands an they left with their own case.

I sat thinking about last night and this morning with Grace. I barely knew her, yet, I couldn't seem to let her go without knowing I would see her again. Her moans and screams kept replaying over and over in my head. It was enough to make me crave for another taste of her. I was so fucked up over sex with her, that I promised not to touch someone else. As long as she was giving me what I wanted.

"You left last night with that writer girl." Danny said as he took a seat.

"I did." I confirmed.

"Now what?"

"Nothing. We had sex and that's that."

"And is that all?" He pressed on.

We held each other's gaze. "No, I'm seeing her again."

A smile lit up his face. "This is great. Finally." But then it diminished. "Wait, is that okay seeing as she's from the Magazine?"

"There's nothing to worry about there." Is all I said.

Danny didn't like that much because he scowled. "Rae, this could've helped us with what we're doing. Give us the exposure we need."

"I have enough exposure. We're doing this my way and it'll get done. I'm not talking about my life and I'm seeing her again." I said with no room for argument.

Danny stood up and patted his suit. "Very well. As usual, I have your back but I hope you're right."

So do I.

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I left Danny in charge of the club tonight so I'd be free. I dialled Grace's number and told her to be over at 6pm. She finished work at five, so she had enough time. I made a quick visit to my family and spent time with them before meeting up with the woman.

"Hey, buddy?" I called out softly to my little brother.

He was busy painting away at a canvas, too engrossed in his task to pay me any mind. I stood silently at the door watching him. It wasn't until he was finished with his painting that he finally saw me.

He blinked and went back to putting away his stuff. He would glance at me once or twice but said nothing. He took out two other canvasses, placed enough stuff for two people and started on his own. I knew it was his way of saying he wanted my company. I obliged my nineteen year old brother. Together we painted for almost two hours, only stopping when mom rolled in on her wheelchair.

"That's enough you two." She came closer. "They're both beautiful."

She was lying. While Marcello's was a professionally painted portrait of a landscape, mine looked like pure crap.

"You lie. Hers looks like shit." He said in a soft and monotone voice.

Mom and I laughed at his bluntness.

"You're right, mio figlio." Mom giggled.

I always felt sad and empty every time I parted ways with them, but I was also looking forward to seeing Grace again.

At exactly 6pm, the elevator to my penthouse opened up. The red head walked out and when her eyes landed on me, I gravitated towards her. Before she could even utter a word my lips were devouring hers.

"Hi, to you too." She mumbled pulling away.

"Sorry, hi." I took her lips again.

I picked her up and walked to the couch, laying her down with me on top of her. Soon all our clothes were on the floor in a heap. I took a nipple in my mouth and roughly sucked on it. I was never gentle with sex, I liked being rough. While my mouth gave her chest attention, my hand lowered to her pussy. I plunged two fingers in and stroked in and out.

"Mhmmm, fuck yes." Her head was thrown back in pleasure.

I stopped and spanked her pussy. Her moans grew louder so I did it again. I kept going, making sure to hit her clit each time. I went at it until she came all over my palm.

"That's what I like, cara." I whispered before making my way in between her legs.

I placed them over my shoulders and licked at her sopping pussy. Her taste was heavenly, even better than last night. I ate her out as she moaned her enjoyment, paying extra attention to her little bud.

"Oh, just like that."

My fingers kept at its my pace as I lifted my head of look at her. "You like how I eat you out?"

"Mhm hm." She moaned.

I fucked her into three more orgasm before she couldn't take anymore. She wanted to please me, but I didn't let her. We both sat naked on the couch. Grace moved to get dressed but I didn't let her.

"Don't, I wanna see you. All of you."

She tilted her head as she regarded me. "You're a freak, aren't you?"

"So are you."

She sats back down butt naked. "Are you italian?"

"Half, yes." I replied.

She nodded but didn't say anything else.

"Tell me about yourself, Grace." I had absolutely no idea why I said that. I never felt the need to know anyone, but this woman possessed something that drew me to her.

"Not much to say. What do you want to know?"

Everything. "Tell me about your family."

"I have t-" She stopped and cleared her throat. "I have a sister and well my parents but they don't live here."

"And work?" I asked paying close attention.

"I've been at Buzz Desire for two years now."

"Is that it?" I knew there was something she was leaving out.

"Why the sudden interest in my life. What about you?" She shot back.

I contemplated for a few minutes. "Club owner, which you already know. I have a brother, my mom and an aunt."

She smiled a little. "I bet that's more than most people get out of you."

"It certainly is." I replied softly.

And it was the truth. I never had the urge to talk about myself. I never wanted to. I had a thought of her being a witch or something and a chuckled escaped me.

"What's so funny?" She asked amused.

I shook my head and got up. "Just had a random thought. What do you want for dinner?" I asked as I walked butt naked to the kitchen.

"Oh, um, I should actually get going." She started putting her clothes on.

I stalked over to her and pulled her shirt off again. "No, you'll eat first. I also told you no clothes." I told her firmly.

She looked taken back. "I don't know who you think you are but if I want to go, I'll fucking leave." She grabbed her shirt from me.

I watched as she quickly put her clothes back on. I didn't want her to go. "I'm sorry." She stopped and turned to me. "Please, eat before you go?" I asked instead of ordering her.

She gazed into my hazel eyes with her blue ones. She sighed and nodded. I smiled sweetly and move to the kitchen.

"But I'm keeping my clothes on." I heard from behind me.

"Fine." I grumbled.

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