Sicilian Dreams (7 page)

Marco had dismounted and now he came around Stella’s rump and grabbed Cassie around the waist lifting her out of the saddle and placing her on the pebbly beach as if she were a child. Much as she wanted to protest that she could do it herself she was secretly pleased to be helped down because her legs felt like jelly and she knew they would be sore tomorrow. She needed to sit down for a minute but Marco had opened his saddlebag and produced a bottle of water, which he gave to her and commanded her to drink.

‘You need to keep hydrated in this heat Cassandra otherwise you will get sunstroke.’

‘Yes sir’ she answered up ending the bottle and taking a long drink from it. Mm, that tastes good she thought, now to find somewhere comfortable to stretch out for a few minutes. She was already feeling tightness in her thighs from complaining muscles unused to the new exercise she was putting them through.

‘Time for swim Cassandra’ said Marco playfully, stripping off his shirt and making Cassie gulped as she stared at his gorgeously muscled and brown torso, a whirl of curly dark hair in the v of his pecks. He took off his boots and waded into the water to take the horses reins, leading them under a shady tree and hooking their reins over a low branch.

‘Here, now?’ said Cassie dimly as he started to peel off his skintight jodhpurs. She couldn’t help but stare, transfixed like a rabbit in front of a weaving snake, captivated by his physical beauty.

‘Cassandra, what are you waiting for? There is no one here but you and I. Come on, you look like a mermaid to me, let’s see if you can swim like one’ he said, grinning at her and pulling off his riding pants to reveal long tanned perfectly muscled legs and sexy black briefs. Hm, thought Cassie still rooted to the spot. Calvin Klein micro fibers if I’m not mistaken. He looks way better than the model on the billboards.

‘Come on don’t be shy, I’ll wait for you in the water if you like’ he said turning and leaping past the horses into the lake then diving down and resurfacing further out.

Cassie had not planned on this at all and she felt herself beginning to blush furiously. Oh heck, I suppose I will have to go swimming in my birthday suit she wailed to herself. She could try running away she thought. However, the water did look inviting and she felt hot and dusty. A swim right now would be heaven. At least she was hidden behind the horses so she had some privacy to get unchanged. Slowly she took off her boots and socks and peeled off her tee shirt. She could hear splashing from Marco and she knew he would get impatient unless she joined him soon. Well, I am jolly well going to wear my bra and panties she thought. He didn’t go totally nude so that’s a relief. She folded her jodhpurs neatly beside her boots and crept around the other side of Stella who still had her head down lapping at the water. She couldn’t help a little squeak of surprise at how cold the water was and then Marco spotted her.

‘Swim out to me Cassandra. It becomes deep quite quickly so you don’t have to walk far but I certainly like the view,’ he whistled at her and she glared in response. It wasn’t easy to make a graceful entrance on the smooth stones and she slipped and stumbled until she was thigh deep, squealing as the cold water enveloped her. Past her waist, she took a deep breath and lowered herself until her shoulders were covered.

‘Oh that feels so good’ she said aloud, breast stroking out a few more feet until she could just touch the bottom on her tip toes. She couldn’t see Marco until he emerged from under the water right beside her, water dripping from his long eyelashes as his hands automatically clasped around her waist.

‘I told you it would feel fantastic, no?’ he said grinning that wicked smile at her and leaning in closer to kiss her.

‘It is my turn now Cassandra’ he whispered between butterfly kisses on her lips.

‘You can’t have all the fun. This time we won’t be interrupted by anyone I promise.’ Before Cassie could raise any sort of protest, his hands moved to cup her bottom and as he lifted her, her legs parted and wrapped around his hips as if she were a puppet and he was the master. She had no choice but to wrap her hands around his neck, but this was just how he wanted it she reasoned as he gave her a rather feral grin and his mouth and tongue parted hers. She was in no doubt as to his state of arousal as his erection rubbed against her open sex and Cassie felt overcome by a wave of passion so great that she moaned and pressed herself as tightly as she could into his hard and sensuous body. Suddenly she felt her bra come loose and he impatiently pushed it over her arms and it floated away. He growled as he gazed at her full breasts, bobbing on the water before he dipped his head and fastened his mouth onto one nipple and then the other, biting and teasing the buds as they became hard and erect. She threw her head back as he teased her nipples and moaned softly. She felt an aching need between her legs, her nerve endings as taut as bowstrings. She wanted him now and her hand slipped down between them to grasp his rigid manhood. Feeling her hand close around him, Marco’s passion became inflamed and his fingers slid under her bottom, ripping away her throng and parting her sex wider his fingers finding her clitoris and gently tickled at the throbbing nub. Cassie felt herself coming and her body grew taut as she waited for throbbing feelings to consume her. Just as she was arching back into her climax Marco stopped and raised his head to look at her blue eyes full of passion.

‘Do you forgive now Cassandra,’ he whispered hoarsely, clearly on the brink of losing it himself. Cassie moaned and rubbed herself against him but he held her away from him.

‘Forgive me?’ he asked again.

‘Yes, yes, I forgive you’ she sobbed in desperation, grasping his erection again and rubbing herself up against it. Marco’s response was immediate as he lifted her wide, gasping as he drove fully into her wet heat.

‘Oh Dio, my God" he groaned, rocking inside her gently back and forth ‘you are a goddess and I want to fuck you until you beg for mercy’ he whispered his tongue plunging the depths of her mouth again. He drove into her harder and Cassie moaned with pleasure and felt herself coming again as he thrust into her, his face rigid and his muscles taut as he fought his own climax. As the throbbing inside Cassie reached its peak and she began to fall into waves of pleasure, crying out, Marco shouted and grimaced as his own climax erupted from him he came inside Cassie shouting her name then kissing her fiercely as they came together.

Cassie slowly felt herself re surface, her legs wrapped around Marco’s hips and his head thrust between her breasts, both of them breathing deeply as the throes of ecstasy ebbed and subsided within them.

Marco was the first to stir, raising his head and gently kissing Cassie on the lips.

‘What do you do to me Cassandra?’ he whispered, ‘You are una strega, a witch.’ He spun her legs around so he was now carrying her through the water and he walked towards the shore. Cassie looked dreamily up into his eyes and she coasted on a wave of wonder and awe at what had just happened between them. She didn’t have a lot of experience in making love, but she knew that her body had never reacted or felt like that before and it felt like the first stirrings of a passion within her, hitherto unknown.

She allowed him to carry her to shore and place her on a large flat rock that looked made for sunbathing. He climbed on the flat surface next to her and for the next few minutes they said nothing, as he took her hand and they lay basking in the sunlight like a couple of lizards. Cassie’s hair was spread out around her like a halo and she dried quickly in the hot sun. She could feel her hair curling and crinkling as it dried. Damn she thought, I really must use my straighteners on it this evening or I will start to look like an unkempt, wild woman. Feeling a shadow pass over her eyes, she opened them to see Marco half leaning over her, his green eyes alive with humor.

‘A mermaid for sure with her golden hair spread about her in the sun, or perhaps Lady Godiva. Do you think you could ride back without your clothes on, I am really liking the look,’

‘Oh yes, and how is that going to feel on my ‘delicate areas’ as I think you referred to them earlier?’ she smirked up at him.

‘I hope that those areas are going to become even more delicate with my attention,’ he whispered, his eyes half closed, gazing at her like a cat with a mouse.

‘Oh no you’re not, not yet, no way’ said Cassie, alarmed by the sudden passion filling his eyes.’  Besides I have to get back to the villa, we are going into Cefalu later and the girls will be expecting me.’ This was not strictly true as she and Liz and Kat were not actually going into town until late afternoon, but if the truth be known, she needed some time away from Marco right now, to sort out her tangled emotions, or perhaps just lie by the pool and dream about him all day. These conflicting feelings were unusual for Cassie, as she normally didn’t like someone else in control, however she recognized that on some primeval level she was also thrilled by the fact that Marco was able to dominate her. But no more of this right now, she thought, sitting up suddenly and swinging her legs off the rock and onto the pebbly sand. She was sure that Marco’s eyes were drilling into her as she walked up to the tree where she had left her clothes, and turning around, she confirmed it as he whistled appreciatively.

‘Cassandra, you have a perfect bum you know that? Perfect rounds like peaches. I would like to take a bite of them right now.’ He grinned at her lasciviously, lying propped up on one arm on the rock looking like a golden lion basking in the sun.

‘Well these ‘peaches’ are for looking not touching okay. Now are you going to perve at me all morning, or can we get a move on?’ She said cheekily pulling on her jodhpurs. She had lost her panties in the water thanks to Marco, but thankfully her long hair fell over her breasts as she bent over to slip on her socks and boots otherwise she was sure Marco would have been beside her in a flash, bent on mischief. He just laughed in reply as he climbed off the rock and strode towards the still patiently waiting horses. Cassie slipped the tee shirt over her head and secured the chinstrap on her hat. There, all set, thought Cassie, clothes make the man as they say, although this truism didn’t seem to bother Marco as he strode around like a Greek God trying to locate his clothes which had been strewn haphazardly all over the place. Cassie couldn’t help staring at him, he really had the most fantastic bod she thought, and doesn’t he just know it. He’s as confident and as strutting as a peacock.

She turned away quickly as Marco glanced over at her, grinning wickedly as he pulled on his riding pants. Seems his underwear disappeared too thought Cassie, laughing to herself as she patted Stella’s neck. He better tuck himself in well, he’s got quite a package to look after.

‘Are you laughing at me Cassandra?’ asked Marco slowly.

‘No way’ she said, burying her face in Stella’s neck now trying not to laugh out loud.

‘Ok, but we’ll see who gets the last laugh,’ he said mysteriously, coming to stand beside her.

‘Seeing you don’t like to be lifted up, put your knee in my hand like this see and I’ll give you a leg up. Hold onto the pommel on the saddle to balance and then swing your leg over and into the stirrup. She did as he said and suddenly she was sitting on Stella’s back looking down at him.

‘Ok, ready?’ he asked.

‘Yes boss’ she answered and grinned at him. He patted Stella on the rump as he walked behind her and over to Diavolo.

‘Okay andiamo, let’s go, we will take the easy way home, it is getting too hot for fast riding.’

Now he tells me there’s an alternative route, thought Cassie crossly as Diavolo moved off with Marco’s command and Stella fell into step behind him. We didn’t even need to go the death defying way to get out here. I wonder if he takes every guest who wants to ride the hard way, or is he just showing off? He had certainly taken her way out of her comfort zone this morning in more ways than one. She was well aware that they hadn’t used any protection, that the heat of the moment had overcome her, but she knew that she had been stupid. For heaven’s sake Cassie, she beat herself up, the guy is too smooth, too confident, and too good looking not to have cut a swath through the female population already, what were you thinking? What would Liz and Kat say? She decided then and there she was not going to tell them. She didn’t need anybody else telling her how foolish and reckless her behavior had been. But, even as she berated herself, a bubble of excitement kept popping up in her chest and she knew that she had allowed Marco to make love to her because she wanted him. Right or wrong, she wanted him and it had certainly been beyond any of her wildest dreams. It is just lust, she countered to herself, lust, lust, lust. Not anything else, don’t be silly Cassie, you will only get hurt with this one. A holiday romance, that’s all. Everybody has to have one of those in a lifetime right? Thinking about it that way made her feel glum so she tried to concentrate once more on the gorgeous countryside they were riding through. Going the easy way home through the gullies proved much quicker than Marco’s perilous outward bound route, so he decided they must end the ride on a high note and suggested that they canter the last five hundred meters back to the stables. Slowing Diavolo down beside Stella, he half turned around in his saddle, his hand resting on the horse’s rump, to reason with the protesting Cassie.

‘Cassandra you do not trust me even now?’ he said, looking at her with that little boy look which she didn’t trust at all.

‘Marco, plunging down the canyon was enough for any sane person, I want to make it back to the stables in one piece.’ She said sternly.

‘But come on, it is flat ground here and the horses love to race, I mean, canter slowly, the last part back to the stables.’ Seeing she still wasn’t convinced he exclaimed ‘look at how Stella’s ears are pricked up, she wants to get back to her cool stable. How can you deny her that and make her plod like an old mule?’ He looked at her pleadingly.