New Encounters (17 page)

He lathers his hands with more body wash and very slowly and gently he washes me….. down there. Every time, I get too excited he stops and waits before continuing. Every sensation is heightened. I blush slightly as I have never before been washed by a man, and never knew how intimate it could be. It has turned me on, more than I could ever imagine. We get out of the shower and he unties me and dries me, patting my skin with such care with a towel. Then he dries himself as I stand there. It is clear that he is in full control of tonight’s activities. Grabbing my hand he leads me to the bedroom and lays me down. Producing two more ties, I stifle a giggle and he looks at me...

‘sorry... it just looks as though you have come prepared.’

‘Oh I have planned this out in my head all week.’  I smile and with that he ties my hands to each end of the bed. I am completely at his mercy, and swallow hard at the prospect. His fingers dance over my skin lightly, barely a touch... as he strokes every inch of my skin. It’s really too much already... he stokes me all around my groin and I am wiggling, pleading for him to do more. His fingers slip inside of me and move so slowly... I moan in response and he teases me again and again. As I moan and get closer to climax... he retreats. This is too much.

‘Robert... please’

‘Please what Bella?’

‘Stop teasing me.’

He smiles... a wanting and pleased smile and said

‘I could actually do this for hours...’

‘Please... no more teasing’

I am past myself... I really am. I am aching and throbbing. Thankfully, he gives in and eases himself into me and I moan... loudly... involuntarily in response. He moves slowly into me and slowly out of me. Within minutes... I build towards my orgasm and he thrusts himself strongly into me and circles my sweetest spot only a few times with his fingers before I cry out in my orgasm...that continues. He withdraws out of me with his fingers still on around my sweet spot and slams hard back into me. My orgasm to my surprise erupts into its crescendo all over again. I can take no more and neither can he as he reaches his orgasm. He unties my wrists and I wrap myself around him. Feeling his heartbeat racing mine. He kisses me and disappears into the bathroom and runs a bath. Bringing some champagne through, we sit naked and free drinking champagne while our bath runs.

We step into the warm beautiful bath. I sit in between his legs, with my back to his chest. I can not remember a time where I felt as happy. We sip champagne and make a toast to us. Laughing and giggling, and telling stories about our week. The bath starts to get cold and we get our and dry ourselves before getting into bed. I am still as horny as hell and I climb on top of him and bend to kiss him. He is as turned on as I am and I lower myself onto him and move hungrily on top of him. We change position so that he can take me from behind. It feels so raw and so real. No man has ever known how to turn me on as much as he does. Robert... and his special magic powers. We climax within seconds of each together as the bed creaks under the pressure of us.

We fall asleep in each others arms, our legs are entwined. Robert appears to have fully woken up and within a nanosecond is hard again. He doesn’t have to work had to turn me on, I am the same a second later. He is inside me once again and ontop of me. His fingers in my hair, his sleep eyes locked onto mine as he moves in and out of me. We both cry out in our sleepy orgasm.

‘Morning princess. ‘

‘Morning’ I have a stupid grin on my face. This has been the best sex of my life. In fact, it has been the best 24 hours of my life.

‘Robert, when do we fly out to Italy?’

‘We fly out tomorrow.’

‘Wow, that has gone by quickly’.

‘It has.’

‘I need to spend some time with Ash before I go.’

‘Okay, well... why don’t we take you back after breakfast and I can come and pick you up tomorrow at 11am for the flight. How does that sound?’

‘Perfect’. I dive off to the bathroom and get in the shower. Blushing and biting my lip as memories of last night’s excitement flood back. I put the hotel dressing gown on and wander into the lounge. Robert has breakfast all laid out on the dining table and I join him. Realising how famished I am.

For so long I have dreamed of having the perfect relationship. A man to look after me and care for me. Someone who will be my friend as well as a lover. I feel like I have conquered some great challenge. Finally, I have met... the one. I can’t hide how smitten I am with him.

CHAPTER 21

Ash and I are heading into town to have lunch, with alcohol... the best lunch that there is. Then we plan to do more shopping followed by more alcohol at dinner later on. We spend the day trying on different clothes, some random clothes that we would never usually ever wear. The town is heaving with people, so much so that people are having to walk on the roads at time to make their way past the crowd. Its exhausting.

By the time we get to dinner that night, we both laugh and admit how our feet have doubled in size. We have gone to a little Mexican restaurant that always serves food with vibrant colours and flavours. Catching up on the latest with Ash and the latest with me. Our night goes to quickly. As we get home we both decide that we have had enough alcohol and decide on a nice cup of tea instead.

‘I am really going to miss you Bella.’

‘Me too Ash, me too. But I will be texting you all the time and I will be back in about 4 weeks. It will fly by.’

She nods in agreement. Chatting for a further 2 hours. It never ceases to amaze me that in all the years we have known each other... all the times we have spent together... we have never, ever ran out of conversation. Hilarious. We both head off to bed, admitting that we are mentally and physically exhausted.

The next morning after my shower I go downstairs and I can smell food... mmmm it delights my nostrils. As I walk into the kitchen Ash is slaving away over the oven. She is making a full on breakfast, and has a mug of coffee waiting for me.

‘Oh you are a star.’

‘I know... who is the best mate ever in the world? Yep that would be me! Robert will be here in half an hour to join us for breakfast. I thought it would be nice for the 3 of us to have breakfast together before you guys go.’

‘You’re so cute.’

‘I know I am.’

I laugh and go back upstairs to finish off my packing. I really do hope I have remembered everything, but I suppose if I have forgotten anything we can always buy it. Then low and behold the bell goes. Ash goes to the door and its Robert, he greets Ash with a big hug which is nice. I love the fact that they get on. Its important to me that they are close. Robert comes bounding up the stairs and sweeps me in into his arms.

‘Finally... we get to go away.’ He sounds so excited. I laugh in response...

‘Yes.... today we get to go away. I am just sad to leave Ash though. I am really going to miss her.’

‘Well...... here is an idea, why don’t you invite her to come and stay?’

‘Really? Would you mind?’

‘Of course I wouldn’t mind! She is your best friend, she makes you happy and makes you smile. So I have to look after her as well as you’

‘Robert….your wonderful. I love you so much.’ This is the first time I have properly told him... face to face. I brace myself for his reaction.

‘No where near as much as I love you.’ Oh my heart feels like it could explode out of my chest. We go downstairs and set the table. Ash starts loading up the table with different delights. From croissants, homemade hash browns, Spanish chorizo and egg... what a delight. We all sit down and chat while eating our breakfast. It was lovely. Then Robert says

‘Are you going to tell her then?’

‘Oh my god are you both getting married?’

‘Slow down Ash... not yet no.’ Blushing slightly at Ash. ‘But I was telling Robert how I am really going to miss you. So he said, that you should come out for a holiday. Can you get a week off?’

‘Hell yeah I can get a week off. Are you sure you don’t mind Robert? I really don’t want to get in the way. ‘

‘Nonsense. You will never be in the way. It was my idea Ash. And, its my treat. ‘

She jumps up and gives him a squeeze and is as giddy as a kid in a sweetshop. It makes my heart melt even more.

‘Have you got everything Bella?’

‘Yeah, I think that’s about everything. If I have forgotten anything now then it is tough.’
 

Robert opens the door to David, and David greets both Ash and I and collects all my suitcases. I turn to Ash and give her a big cuddle.

‘Let me know Ash when you can time off work and I will book the flights. I can’t wait for you to come out.’

‘My company isn’t that bad surely?’ Robert chips in laughing.
‘Nooo, of course not. But I will miss you Ash. So get that time booked off.’

‘Urmmm, you think your going to have to remind me about booking time off to jet off to Sicily. I am just too excited.’

With that, I grab my handbag and all important passport. Robert opens the car door and I climb into the leather seats, that give off that leather scent as soon as you sit down. He runs around and climbs in next to me and grabs my hand. Finally, we are on our way to the airport. The journey speeds by as I update Robert on my day with Ash yesterday. I love the fact that he has embraced her as well, and that he wants us to spend time together. As we pull up to the airport, Alex jumps out to collect the luggage.

Checking in was a breeze, but going through security is always such a pain. Why is it that you always get the people arguing about throwing away their water, and the fact that they haven’t put their liquids in a clear plastic bag. But I am past caring. I am with the wonderful Robert. About to meet his wonderful family, in delightful Sicily. I couldn’t be more excited if I try. Robert steered me towards the 1st class lounge and we both opted for the orange juice instead of the champagne. I love airports. I love people watching and trying to guess where everyone is going. We seem to board the plane quickly and the journey was equally as quick which suits me fine.

We land in beautiful Sicily. I have never been before, but I love the idea of Sicily. Its strange that Roberts accent has an American twang, but he explained last week how he had grown up between Italy and America. We get out of the airport in super sonic time and outside Robert, of course, has a driver waiting. We climb into the car and the driver weaves through the streets and dodges the traffic. The horns all beeping at each other as though they are having a conversation. I love going away, it smells different, sounds different and looks different.
It doesn’t take too long before the roads get quieter. Poor Robert, I have been glued to the window. So I lean over and kiss him on his cheek.

‘What’s that for?’

‘An apology, for not paying you much attention. I am sorry, I have been glued to the window, but I just want to... you know... soak the place in. ‘

‘Soak away baby... soak away’

With that he squeezes my hand as I watch the scenery flash past. Kids playing in the streets in villages, practicing on being the next Ronaldo. Girls giggling with each other... no doubt about boys, looking at their age. The sky is a beautiful blue, with the odd fluffy cotton ball cloud. The rolling hills are a luscious green, and the air... mmmm the air is warm and now and again I get the waft of citrus. Or maybe its the drivers magic tree and I am just being too romantic about the whole thing.

‘Bella... look. Can you see the beach? It’s called Mondello beach.’

I look, and its stunning. We are coming over the crest of a hill and you can see the beautiful beach in a sort of U shape. The stunning blue water.

‘Oh Robert... it’s just gorgeous.’ I am grinning like the cat that has got the cream. Instead of going to what looks like the centre, we are heading towards the countryside. After about 20 minutes we make turn after turn and eventually we pull up at a set of huge gates. I can’t see a house though. The gates open after the driver has spoken in his beautiful language into the intercom. The grand gates swing open and the driver nudges the car through. It only strikes me now, that I am a little nervous. I don’t know how big Roberts’s extended family is, and I don’t know if they will all be here. What if they don’t like me? I can’t believe this has only just occurred to me now. Robert tilts my head to look at him