Chapter 7 Gene

• Kamaria was giving me the day off, Jacqueline said she would do that after an abroad trip saying for us to get more rest and come back to work refresh, free from the jet lag.
• "I'm bored, when are you going to be back?"
• She laughed hearing me whined like a total brat. But I was truly bored, yesterday I spent the rest of the night thinking about Gene.
• I couldn't stop thinking why he said he shouldn't? is there a clause on sex between coworkers? or is it because he's a bodyguard and feelings shouldn't be encouraged?
• Gene was taking care of me, maybe because he was filling the big brother role fittingly well. He did say he has siblings, but there was something off about him that I just couldn't grasp.
• It has been a while since someone treated me with such a nature. Not since Elroy decided to break up with me over the phone, saying his parents were going to find out about his sexuality and he needs us to slow down and see other people. We had a big fight, but I still cried so hard when he ended things with us.
• Elroy and I were secretly dating for almost two years, though I didn't get to see him that much. But every time we were together, he spoiled me rotten, he would call me beautiful and I would cringe and laugh at him.
• What I didn't expect was receiving a text from Gene, asking me if I was okay, since he didn't see me at the office.
• I'm okay, Kamaria gave me a day off. (Ben)
• Oh, right. I forget she does that. Okay then, I'll see you around. (Gene)
• Wanna have lunch at mine? I've been cooking :) and it's too much (Ben)
• I was spending all morning baking, then decided to make a casserole for lunch thinking I'll stick the leftover in the fridge for my lazy days. But I was bored and I ended up making a couple of casseroles more than I usually make.
• I don't know if that's a good idea. (Gene)
• Oh...
• Shit.
• Me and my impulsive nature. Jacqueline said I can be too hasty, unthoughtful, and she was right when I was reminded of my thing with Elroy.
• I paused and was still thinking about what to text him back with when my phone buzzed with an incoming call.
• Gene.
• "Hey, look...you know what I mean. Last time...I think we're going too fast, and I...I don't know if I can hold myself back,"
• "I understand, I'll see you at the office then,"
• I ended the call and wiped my stupid tears away.
• Damn it!
• Hating myself for feeling like a stupid teenage girl. I'm a freaking sugar baby, I sell my body for money, surely he didn't want anything to do with me.
• Looking at the clock, I decided to take a long shower and let my frustration away. Suddenly I felt so dirty and I was drying myself when I heard a buzz on the door.
• Thinking that Jacqueline was back early, I put on my favorite oversize T-shirt while still drying my hair with a towel.
• "Jacques, I'm so glad that...oh,"
• The first thing I saw was the black leather shoes in front of my naked feet then I slowly looked up and saw Gene in his usual working suit outfit.
• "I thought..."
• "You've been crying?" his large hand was to my cheek and he was looking at me and pushed me back as he entered my apartment and locked the door behind him.
• "I'm tired," I lied through my teeth, while the very masculine bodyguard looked around my place, his eyes scanned the baked cookies cooling off on the dining table and three pans of casserole on the kitchen counter.
• "Well, you've certainly been busy," he let go of my face and move his hand down to my lower back.
• "Yeah, so...you better sit down and help me with all of this." I turned to face him, hoping my voice sounded more casual than such a sexy invite.
• Gene didn't say anything when his hands were to my ass cheeks and pulled me flat to his prominent erection.
• "You're such a beautiful tease," he lowered himself to taste my lips. I moaned and he grabbed my body, picked me up like I weigh nothing, and carry me to the sofa.
• "Gene," I was straddling him and was naked in seconds when he took off my t-shirt.
• "You smell so good,"
• "Thanks, I just showered," I giggled when his manly short beard tickle my nipples, but then moaned when he sucked on my nipples and bite them playfully.
• "So beautiful, where's your bedroom?"
• I finally got up and walked naked, showing him my behind, and let him follow me to my bedroom.
• "You have the sweetest dimples just below your sexy waist." I moaned when his kisses travel to the crook of my neck and his thumbs rubbed my said dimples sensually.
• I turned to face him and took off his suit jacket and pull his tie and lower him down and kissed his sexy manly curved lips.
• His body was printed sexily against his white shirt and I gasped when he throw me to my bed. He pushed me down, my front touched the cool sheets and he gave me kisses all over my backside.
• "Gene..." I moaned his name louder when he licked my dimples and squeezes my ass cheeks sexily.
• "Let me take care of you, beautiful." He whispered while turning me to face him while he trace his kisses lower and much much lower.
• I can't believe the man was having me, again, his mouth was taking me places. I was lulled, licked, and devoured until I was so fucking close. I bucked my hips feeling his fingers in me, my legs shamelessly wrapped to his broad manly shoulder keeping him locked to my crotch.
• "Gene!" I burst and he was sucking me eagerly. I was seeing stars, I thrust my hips wanting to feel more while his hands were holding my waists, keeping me still as I pumped my cum into his eager mouth and let him suck me dry.
• He lay to my side and let me rest to his crispt white shirt, his tie was loose and his erection was prominently showing between his legs.
• "Don't, I shouldn't be here in the first place. I'm married, Benjamin." He said with regret written all over his face.
• And just like that, the wall was getting ticker. I didn't say anything, I just look at him and listened.
• "...I'm married, with a very pregnant wife. I'm sorry I should've told you before. I don't love her, I'm not even into women, I'm doing this for my mother. She wanted grandchildren, I owe her my life. She had protected me from my dad, sometimes. I was abused, sexually, whenever mom was too beat up I would take her place. Shit! Ben, say something."
• He sit up and made me face him when he blurted out his life story. He caresses my face, putting his lips to my forehead but all I can say was...
• "It's okay, thank you for telling me."
• I get up and get a new t-shirt from my drawers and cover myself.
• "You can show yourself out? I think Kamaria was right, I do need my rest."
• "I'm sorry Benjamin. This is why I said we should stop. I'm a mess, my life is a mess. You deserved better." He put on his suit jacket and kissed my forehead softly before he left me.
• Fuck, why am I such a mess magnet?