Page 25 of The High Price Of Loneliness

Edward feasted his hungry eyes on her beautiful heart-shaped derriere. Knowing full well he would be watching her every move, she caught him enjoying the show when she turned to face him and caught him eyeing her. “I have a lot to show you, Edward,” she said, looking right into his eyes as she held up the many shopping bags in both hands.

“I’m very much looking forward to seeing everything, Angelica,” Edward said with intent. “Now get up these stairs and inside, young lady,” he added playfully. His mind was racing with his vision for the hours that lay just ahead.

As Angelica reached his side at the front door, she could smell his delicious cologne. He always smelled so good, and it made her melt. Gray was holding a glass of red wine, wearing his casual Florida shorts, sandals, and Tommy Bahama summer shirt with a casual elegance that he pulled off with ease. She kissed his cheek softly and whispered, “How can I thank you for all that you do for me?” Her cheek and lips lingered near his ear, their skin barely touching one another.

Gray’s arm encircled her waist, and he pulled her inside the entrance and pressed fully against her. “I think you may have an idea or two of the answers to your question,” Gray said, smiling with a playful but definitely mischievous look on his face and added, “I think you are in big trouble, once again, this evening, Ms. Hart.” He closed the large arched front door behind them and clicked the lock shut tight.

“I like that kind of trouble with you, Mr. Gray,” Angelica said playfully. “Can I show you the dresses for this weekend?” she added with girlish excitement. She could hardly wait to pull everything out on the couch to show Edward the beautiful new wardrobe he had sponsored.

“Not just yet, Kitten,” Edward replied. “I want the full experience. First, let me pour you a glass of your favorite white wine. And then, we will take all your new clothes to the guest suite just off the main living room. You can use that as sort of your dressing area for this evening’s fashion show. Then, I want to watch you do a proper entrance in each of the new outfits.”

“I love that!” Angelica blurted with excitement at getting to showcase the dresses for Edward. “I mean, yes, sir,” she amended.

“Good answer,” Edward said as he helped Angelica take the bags and boxes full of treasures to the guest suite, where they laid everything carefully across the bed. The guest room suite had its own connected bath and a view of the infinity pool looking out over the Gulf of Mexico, newly dark just after sunset.

In his deep sexy voice, he invited her to the wine bar and said, “Perfect. Now let’s get you that wine and you can come back to get things organized in here.”

Angelica told the story of her entire shopping experience including how Sandra had greeted her so warmly and treated her like such a VIP. “Thank you for calling Sandra ahead of my shopping trip today, Edward.” That was very thoughtful of you, and she was so nice to me.”

“Of course. And Sandra is truly knowledgeable. I knew she would help you find just the perfect thing for this weekend’s special event.”

“Yes. She was great! And she knew all about the event in Tampa. She said it is a fundraiser for Tampa Children’s Hospital. I didn’t even know that. Sandra said a lot of people from Sarasota were going. It sounds so exciting!” Angelica gushed as Edward opened a fresh bottle of Chardonnay for her. “What are you drinking this evening, Edward?”

“I was in the mood for red, so Pinot Noir for me, but I will be careful not to spill any droplets on the new evening gowns. Promise,” he said and smiled. “Now, off you go to change for the first of the fashion shows. I will be waiting in the living room in my favorite chair facing the princess as she grandly enters the room.”

Angelica was racing inside. Her blood was rushing with excitement to wear the most beautiful dresses she had ever owned and to walk like a model for Edward. She was actually more relieved that Edward was being so gracious and was not upset, in the least, at how much she had spent on shopping. He seemed almost as excited about seeing her try them on for him as she was.

The living room where Edward would be waiting for her was beyond grand. It was a massive room with an expansive Gulf view. It would be quite a showplace for her to model for him. Romantic music from Celine Dion began streaming throughout the smart home to set the mood while she changed.

“Now, which dress to model first—the champagne gold or the black sequin backless dress?” she said quietly to herself. Definitely the softer, more elegant champagne to begin, she decided. The black sequin backless dress looked too much like liquid sex the moment you see it. She thought,He will never let me leave to model the other one if I wear that one first, and laughed to herself.

She stripped down to her undies to begin the transformation from everyday Angelica to Cinderella, who was ready for the ball. The bathroom had a full-length mirror and plenty of countertop space for the earrings and shoes etc., so she made this into her makeshift dressing room. She loved the elegant earrings and the Christian Louboutin shoes that they had picked for this outfit. They were so beautiful. She thought her heart might leap out of her. She was so excited about the moment just ahead—the grand reveal for Edward’s eyes only.

Angelica knew he was waiting for her, but she took one more moment to look at herself now, in full gala wear from head to toe in the mirror. She felt a wave of emotion over more than just wearing new clothes.This was how Edward wanted to see her, she thought. This is how Edward wanted her to see herself. It moved her in some strange way to know that he knew how this might make her feel. She wiped one, then a second tear from her eyes, shaking her head a bit to stop it.

She took a deep breath and headed to do the runway modeling show just for him.

Edward was waiting somewhat patiently in a large, oversized leather chair at the center of the living room. She saw him facing her, full on, as she opened the guest suite door. She was relieved to see his eyes widen and his smile broaden, as she revealed the elegant champagne gold gown with a plunging neckline in the front. It was the first of the two high-fashion evening selections for his eyes to take in. She took two timid steps forward and paused for his first response. “What do you think?” she asked hopefully.

“You look very beautiful. Elegant,” Edward assured her. “Now, walk for me,” he instructed, with his eyes locked on the curves inside the gown. Edward smiled his encouragement for Angelica. This time she moved with more confidence, encouraged by his words. She walked directly towards him, with each foot crossing over the path ever so slightly to create a more exaggerated swing and sway to the hips as she glided towards him. She moved her pathway ever so slightly to brush by his chair, tracing her fingertips up his forearm to his shoulder, then round behind him as she circled his chair to the other side.

As her fingers trailed the length of his other arm and away, she walked to the center of the living room, giving him his second magnificent view of her from behind that day. She paused dead stop to look over her shoulder as she had seen models do on television, before tossing her hair to head back to the dressing room.

“Wait, wait,” Gray insisted. “I need to see more of you in this. Again please,” he requested with a big smile in his voice.

She turned and looked him in the eyes and then down shyly as she said, “Yes, sir,” in her most submissive voice and style. She repeated her runway walk towards Edward, but this time she moved very slowly and very softly, making each step a move towards a destination that Edward would want forever. As she approached his chair, she knelt between his open legs and placed her hands—one on each knee. Slowly, she leaned forward with her hands lightly running up Edward’s trousers towards his hips.

Leaning into him with her sparkling earrings dangling forward like magical fishing lures, she reeled Edward into her feminine softness. Her lips softly brushed his cheek as she whispered into his ear, “Anything else I can do for you, Mr. Gray, while I’m down here on my knees, sir?”

She looked directly at him with a very naughty smile, and Gray responded, “Don’t look at me in that tone of voice, Ms. Hart, unless… you really mean it.” She could feel Edward was more than a bit aroused. His toned muscular body was tense and locked tight. He was breathing a little hard when he finally spoke slowly and deliberately, “What I want right now, is for you to give me the softest and then the deepest kiss ever, Angelica.”

Still leaning over him kneeling, she whispered, “Your every wish is my command, sir,” as her voice reached the deepest areas of his primal male mind.

She kissed his ear softly as she spoke, then his cheek as she made her way to his waiting lips. Softly, she traced over them with hers at first. With both of her open hands she cupped his face and pulled him fully to her. Gray let her lead with her full and soft lips until now. Then he encircled her back with both of his arms and pulled Angelica forward to lean fully on top of him. She kissed him passionately while his strong arms pulled her, pressing deep into him. Her breasts ached to burst from the elegant gown but somehow remained restrained. Gray’s hands made their way to her heart-shaped ass that he had been watching since she first arrived. He simply could not resist cupping her in his strong hands any longer.

She was still kissing him, but in smaller, shorter, sweet little finishing pecks on his lips as she lifted up slightly between kisses to see his eyes. He was looking up at her beauty and her softness. Her playful sexy energy oozed from every inch of her as she smiled, saying, “Want to see what real trouble looks like, sir?”

“I can hardly wait to see you in trouble, Ms. Hart,” Gray said with playful certainty in his voice. Angelica slowly slid across his lap to tease him one last time, as she gracefully rose from being on top of him. Her outfit was now slightly askew, and it was obvious that Edward was fully and completely rock-hard and erect. She smiled, looking from his hardness back directly into his eyes—smiling mischievously.

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