But she held on, because he was so patient with her. And by the time he moved back up, and entered her, they were already in a groove. He was pumping his joy into her at a steady pace, and she was holding onto him, loving the feeling, as he pumped. They were moving together, in a slow-motion sync that surprised even Oz.
He held onto Gloria as he fucked her as hard as he could. He kept pushing into her, deeper and deeper. He wanted her to experience what he was experiencing. He wanted her to cum first.
When she came, his heart sang with happiness. Because she looked so sweet when she came. And he knew he had done what he most wanted to do: he had satisfied his lady.
And then he came too.
It was an outpouring of love and affection for the woman in his arms. Nobody else, in all his escapades, could compare.
Because they were in his home, and under covers in his bed, it felt even more special to Gloria. She’d never loved like this before, and with a man who knew how to be as gentle as he was rough and tough. And as he continued to push that massive rod deeper inside of her, and as he continued to pump his ass off, she came again. Just like that. She was arching her back and enjoying the sensations and cumming harder than the first time.
Before all was said and done, she would cum a third time too. For the first time in her life, she came three times in a row.
But that, she thought deliciously, was all Oz.
CHAPTER THIRTY
Gloria thought last night was a dream until she opened her eyes and saw Oz lying next to her, staring at her. She smiled. He already was.
“Good morning,” he said to her.
He was on his side, his entire naked body exposed, while the sheet was around her waist. “Good morning,” she said, and turned on her side too. “Aren’t you going to serve me a big breakfast in bed, on a silver platter, like they do in the movies?”
“Is that what you want, my dear?”
“Yes, Mr. Drakos, that is exactly what I want.”
Oz smiled. “Sounds like a personal problem to me,” he said, and Gloria laughed and pushed him. His upper body was so massive, her push didn’t budge him.
Then her look turned serious. “How do you feel?” she asked him. “About last night I mean?”
“You and me last night, or that other thing last night?”
“Both,” Gloria said.
“You and me? Great.”
“And that other thing?”
“Not so great. I don’t know who was behind it yet.”
Gloria thought about that. “Are you in danger?” she asked him.
Oz was shaking his head. “No, babe. Oz is not in danger. But the fucker who ordered that hit is.”
“You’re certain it was a hit then?”
“Oh, yes,” said Oz. “They tried to take my ass away from this earth last night. But don’t worry. They’ll get what’s coming to them.”
“Once you find out who they are,” said Gloria.
“Correct,” said Oz.
“Then there’s you and me. You said you and me were great.”
Oz smiled. “I did say that, didn’t I?”
But Gloria wasn’t smiling. She looked into his big eyes. “Why?”
Oz’s smile left too. “Because that’s how I feel, Gloria. I feel like we just might have something special going on here.”
Gloria nodded. “I feel the same way.”
“But have no illusions,” Oz made clear. “Being the girlfriend of a man like me is not going to be easy.”
“I know,” she responded. Then she smiled. “Most men aren’t that quick to slap the girlfriend label on their lady.”
“Oh, I’m slapping that label on your ass real quick,” Oz said. “Just like a slapped that ass last night.”
Gloria laughed and pushed him again.
“Ouch!” he said playfully.
“That’s what I like about you, Oz.” Gloria said.
“Like not love? Okay, I’ll take that. What is it that you like about me?”
“You come back.”
Oz didn’t understand what she meant. “I come back?”
“You have adversities, but you don’t let them define you. You come back to yourself. You bounce back.”
Oz stared at her. “Do you?” he asked her.
Gloria thought about it. “I try,” she said, “but I’m not going to lie. It’s not been easy. I guess I’m just really coming into myself. I don’t have enough experience yet.”
“You’re going to be fine. You know that right? With or without me.”
Gloria looked at him. Why did he say without him? “Yes, I know,” she said. “But I think I’d rather be with you than without you.”
Oz smiled. “Me too, baby,” he said and kissed her. Then his look turned serious again. “Whenever you’re in trouble, and there’s no talking it out,” he said, “I want you to look into my eyes. My eyes,” he added, “will tell you what to do. In other words, look to me when you’re in trouble. I’ll do everything in my power to get you out of there. Okay?”
Gloria almost wanted to cry it sounded so sweet to her. She knew God was her refuge in time of trouble. No man was going to take that throne. But she understood what Oz meant. He was her man. He would look out for her. That was what he was saying. “Okay, Oz,” she said. “Okay.”
“Good,” he said, as he rubbed her one more time. Then he began getting out of bed. “Come shower with me.”
Gloria slowly began getting out of his bed as he headed for the bathroom. She also realized he was right to say with or without him. Because she couldn’t let him or their brand-new relationship define her. Even he realized he was too risky a bet for her to put all her eggs in his one basket.
But just because a thing was right generally, and just because it made total sense for her to keep her egg-in-basket options open, she knew, with this specific man, that wasn’t going to happen. The way she saw it right then and there was that it was going to be Oz or nobody. She knew she didn’t have a good track record when it came to men. She knew she’d been reckless in her past relationships and seemed to pick men who were just terrible for her. The absolute worse for her.
But Oz was so different to her. He stood as a man among boys compared to her previous affairs. That was why she was going to do this thing. That was why she was going to go all-in on that relationship no matter the cost, because somehow, deep within herself, she knew this particular man was worth the risk.
Her only hope was that he would eventually feel that she was worth it too.
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
“Your poor car,” Gloria said as she and Oz walked into the private garage behind the Drakos reserved for the Drakos family cars only. There were so many luxury cars in that space, they reminded her of her father’s garage.
“Yeah, the mechanics claim they can get the bullet holes out,” Oz said as they walked toward his banged-up Porsche, “but I’m not laying any bets on that ever happening. But I’m going to drive it to them and see what they can do.”
He continued walking to the Maserati GranTurismo parked beside his Porsche, pressed the key fob to unlock it, and then opened the driver side door. “Here you are,” he said.