Chapter 20

Raymond turned to look at her, did she just say next time?
Which next time?
What is she hoping to achieve this evening?
Oh come on, since when does he care about a woman's purpose of entering his room?
For crying out loud, he is Raymond.
Raymond Baldwin!
A cocky smile appeared on his lips as he gave her all his attention, "then before talking of next time, may I know what I will be doing with the present?"
"It depends on what you want" she was standing before him now, she placed her left hand on his right chest, loving the warm feeling, she bit her lower lip seductively, she looked up into his gray eyes, his lashes were wet and it made him appear even more handsome, "so what do you say? Do you need a real woman to handle you?"
Raymond smiled, ah, he loves it when a woman is straight forward. If he had known this was what will be waiting for him at home, he would have come back sooner, "I will like to see you try."
"Oh, I love a challenge" her hand slowly trailed down from his chest to his strong flat belly, and down...
Raymond's lips raised in a half smile.
Seeing the welcoming smile, Grace became bolder.
She grabbed him through the towel and licked her lips, he is big and she love it. She slowly stood on her tiptoes to reach his face since Raymond refused to shorten his height, her lips touched his and a low moan left her mouth, she had always wanted so bad to kiss those lips. Ever since seeing him at their wedding, she hasn't thought of anything else.
Raymond let her kiss him, his body was in the mood for her advances but why is his heart not in it?
What the hell?
Since when does his heart has to be in what he does with women?
He doesn't need his heart to be in it, he just needs to get his head in the game, right?
Ugh!
"What's the matter baby boy? Cat got your tongue?" Grace asked while kissing him, "don't worry, I will plead with the cat to please release your tongue because I will really love to have a taste of it."
Enough thinking Raymond, get your head in the game.
You never refuse an open door, what's the matter with you now?
He forced himself to stop thinking and placed his hands on her waist, he pulled her closer to him, determined to get his mind into it, no matter what his heart is saying. It's been so long damn it.
Ever since his wedding night, he has been depending on masturbation, last night he forced himself to meet with one of his old flings but this same thing happened. When she was touching him, all he could about was Felicity's virgin flesh, her succulent boobs and her smooth flawless body. To add it up with her soft smooth virgin palm, stroking him "ugh" he growled.
Grace smiled, "that's right tiger, let it out, mm...mm" she moaned as she continued kissing him.
Hearing her voice, Raymond woke up from his thinking. How could he be dwelling in thoughts, thinking of what he couldn't have when the real deal is right before him? Fuck, fuck, fuck, come on Raymond, get in the game.
He stopped the kiss and look into her eyes with a sly smile.
Grace placed her two hands on his shoulders and she returned the smile.
Waiting for what she was sure was about to come.
Her fingers kneaded his shoulders as she smiled coyly.
Raymond leaned to claim her lips in his, "little Ray what are you doing?" He heard.
He froze.
Why is Felicity in his room?
What's with this stupid feeling like he was nervous?
Since when does he get nervous because he was caught kissing a woman?
He released Grace's waist immediately and turned to face Felicity who was now standing in the middle of the room, when did she enter? He wondered. She had changed into new set of clothes and her hair was a little damp, her dewy green eyes staring at him brightly. Knowing she must be coming from a shower, he yearned to inhale her sweet smell, "ugh!" He groaned.
What is wrong with him?
"Felicity" Grace began, "what...what...what are you doing here?"
Raymond frowned, what does she mean by that? Shouldn't Felicity be the one asking that question?
As if recovering herself, Grace chuckled awkwardly, "I mean, em. When did you enter? No don't answer that, it doesn't matter."
"Why are you in little Ray's room?" Felicity asked with a frown. If there is one thing she doesn't like was how close Grace was standing to little Ray and how he was holding her. She hasn't forgotten that night in his room when he held her like that too. Was she touching little Ray's sausage?
She felt a strange feeling building inside her, she can't name it but she was sure she does not like the thought of Grace touching little Ray's sausage.
Little Ray belongs to her.
He is hers and no one else!
Why she was feeling like that, she has no idea.
"Oh, em" Grace gulped as she looked at Raymond to save her but he said nothing, almost like telling her she was on her own, she licked her lips nervously "em, after looking around like I told you...I em, I was going to your room when I heard little Ray compl..."
"Don't call me that" Raymond interrupted.
"Em, I heard...em Raymond complaining on how badly he needs, em...em a massage" she almost shouted excitedly "yes, a massage. I figured you were still bathing so I decided to help him while I wait for you, nothing more. I was only giving little...I mean Raymond a massage" she smiled.
Felicity looked from her to Raymond who grinned then back to her again "oh."
"I can see you are dressed now. Let's go downstairs and wait for little Ray."
"Don't call me that."
Felicity looked at him again before nodding at Grace. She doesn't why but she was not satisfied with her explanation, she looked at Raymond again before leaving the room with Grace.
Raymond released the breath he never knew he was holding, damn, that was so close. He still can't name why he felt nervous.. He thought back on Felicity's last look at him before she left and he felt something was amiss, this was literally the first time he had seen doubt on her face after being explained something and what was that again in her eyes?
Jealousy!
Yes, it looks a lot like jealousy.
Wait, is Felicity jealous?
He found himself smiling as he thought of her face, damn. She is really jealous. He walked into his closet to put on some evening wears.
Meanwhile, downstairs in the living room, Grace sat on the sofa and turned to Felicity "come one Feli, come sit beside me."