Greed (The Deadly Sins) - Page 16

“Really.”

“Then you must be feeling pretty amazing.”

“I do.”

“Do you think that she was as excited about seeing you as you were about seeing her?” Valencia asked, spinning around in her chair.

“You know, you never do really know about these things, but judging by the look on her face, I’d say that she was,” Geno paused. “So, am I right?”

“You are. It was so good to see you, Geno.”

“It was good to see you too. I’d like to see you again; and I have to be honest with you, Vee. I don’t want it to be a long time before we make that happen.”

“Vee,” she paused. “Nobody has called me that in a long time,” she swooned, because the only one that ever called her that was him.

“Nobody ever—” Geno paused before he blurted out, nobody ever loved you like I did. “Never mind. Anyway, I was thinking about taking you to dinner.”

“I was thinking the same thing.”

“I’m glad you approve.”

“Where were you thinking about taking me?”

“You pick the place,” Geno said, remembering her passion for fine dining, and knowing that choosing the right restaurant wasn’t in his wheelhouse.

“There’s a place called La Grenouille, it’s a French restaurant on East 52nd Street. Do you know it?”

“No, but what time is good for you?”

“Say seven?”

“Seven works for me.”

“I’ll have my assistant make reservations for seven, and I’ll see you then.”

“Looking forward to it, Vee,” Geno said and ended the call, excited beyond words about having dinner with Valencia.

He laid the phone down next to him in bed, settled back into his pillow and closed his eyes. Geno thought about their first night together, how chance their meeting was, how easily the conversation flowed between them. It’s been said a million times or more, but they didn’t seem like two people who had just met when they turned away from their respective conversations and found themselves in each other’s arms.

“My bad. I should have been looking where I was going,” he said, looking down at her, holding on to her bare arms as if his life depended on his not letting her go, while feeling her hardening nipples pressing against his chest.

“I’m sorry too,” she said, looking up into his dark eyes, but she wasn’t sorry. This man is fine, she thought as she slowly pushed away from his muscular chest. “I wasn’t paying attention.”

She took a step back and he took all of her in with his eyes. Valencia looked effortlessly elegant in the wrapped royal navy off-the-shoulder satin duchess gown by Talbot Runhof that she was wearing.

For the next hour and a half, they stood in that spot; Valencia ignoring her guests and Geno completely forgetting that he had delivered the diamond pendant necklace; and now it was time for him to go because he had a woman named Daniella waiting on him to come put in work on her. After a while, each one’s phone became an annoyance as Daniella began sending Geno text messages every ten minutes, and Gustavo started calling Valencia nonstop. Neither seemed to care. And as the event drew to a close, her guests slowly filed out of the hotel ballroom, and associates began preparing to leave, Valencia and Geno turned off their phones and were on their way to a suite.

Valencia rode him very slowly, grinding her hips and using her walls to make Geno feel incredible. He grabbed and squeezed her cheeks, causing Valencia to lean forward and grab Geno by the shoulders. Valencia began slamming her body furiously into him until his body started to tremble and he said, “Oh, shit.”

Valencia leaned forward and kissed Geno and he slid out of her. She quickly grabbed his dick and put it back in. Geno laid on his back, twisting her hard nipples, watching Valencia violently bring her body up and down on him, grinding her hips into him with each stroke. She sat straight up on him.

“You’re gonna make me cum again!” she yelled.

When it was over, and while Valencia lay there curled in the fetal position, Geno got up and took a shower. They separated, promising that it wasn’t going to be just a one-night thing. Each felt like they had found something unique and amazing in the other. But when the door closed, Valencia got in the shower, washing away the love she had made with Geno; and once she had dried herself, reality set back in and she called Gustavo.

Valencia got engaged that next week.

Neither seemed to care about that either.

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