Authors: Giavanna Presley
I quietly made my way into the bathroom, cl
osed the door and turned on the light. The bathroom was spacious and stunning. There was a whirlpool bathtub with twin shower heads, one on each on each side of the tub. There was also a small sauna in the far corner of the room. I really could have used a session in the sauna but there was no time. I had to hurry and get ready and get out of there. I peeled off my clothes, opened the glass door and stepped into the whirlpool tub. I had never been in a bathroom that had a tub and two shower heads so I decided to turn both shower heads on to see what it was like. The room immediately got hot and steamy. The jets of hot water pulsating from the shower head against my back relieved the tension in my muscles and the warm moist air felt good on my skin. I quickly lathered my hair with the shampoo I found on the shower rack.
As I was rinsing my hair clean, the shower door opened and Christoff stood before me completely nude. My lips flushed and my nipples hardened as I admired his perfectly sculpted physique. He s
tepped in close to me and closed the shower door behind him. I looked up at him as he towered over me. I was completely speechless as I watched rivets of water drizzle down his chiseled torso. He grabbed my chin and brought my lips to his. I welcomed his kisses. He pressed his hand into my cheek and drove his tongue into my mouth. The heat of Christoff’s kisses and the steam from the hot shower clouded my mind and overpowered my focus. I needed to leave but I couldn’t resist him. He bowed his head and took one of my nipples in his mouth. His tongue gave me chills even beneath the cascade of hot water that enveloped us. He lifted my leg and slid his cock effortlessly into my slick opening. He pleasured me with hard, fast skillful thrusts. I cried out his name as he quickly took me over the edge. He continued driving into me until he exploded inside of me with a series of rapid, forceful thrusts. He kissed me deeply and passionately as he slowly withdrew his body from between my legs. He gently nibbled my lower lip then kissed me on the cheek.
“Good morning sexy,” he said casually in his melodic baritone voice.
“Mmmm, morning,” I murmured, still dazed from the whirlwind of sensations pulsing though my body. “Shit! I have to go like now.” I abruptly jolted out of my trance and shut off the water. I pushed past Christoff, hopped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around my body.
“Where do you think you’re going so fast?” Christoff followed me out of the shower and embraced me from behind.
“I have an important meeting and I’m late.” My tone was shrill and tense. Christoff started rubbing my shoulders.
“Relax. Do you want me to drive you? I have a rental. It’s a Mercedes and it’s fast.”
“Uh, no, but thank you,” I responded, flustered.
I got dressed with lightening
speed. “I’ll explain later.” I kissed Christoff on the cheek, grabbed my purse off the floor, slipped on my boots and bolted out the door.
I had the front desk call a cab for me, and I hopped in and gave the cabbie the address to the bistro that I was supp
osed to be meeting Trevor at. I felt the skin on my chest and on my neck become blotchy with stress. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the seat behind me. I didn’t know what I was going to tell Trevor. We weren’t official but I knew he would not be okay with me being with someone else. I didn’t want to ruin what we had, but I also didn’t want to lie to him, especially after what just happened with Christina having an affair on him with Vin. I took a deep breath and hoped Trevor wouldn’t be too mad at me. I grabbed a hair tie from my purse and pulled my wet hair into a high bun as the cab pulled up to my destination.
I paid my fare and stormed in to see Trevor at a table in the back reading Variety Magazine and enjoying a cappuccino. He glanced up as I a
pproached the table.
“I’ve been texting and calling you, both on your phone and at the hotel. Where have you been?”
“I’m sorry, my phone died. I hope you aren’t mad.” I held out my phone for proof.
“I’m not mad, I’m worried. Is everything okay? Something s
eems off.” Trevor looked me up and down.
“Yeah, I’m fine. Yesterday Amber and I kind of got into it about, you know, about me and you. So I’m kind of stressed about that.”
“Hey, I’m sorry hanging out with me has brought so much drama into your life.” He stood up and embraced me. I melted into his embrace, and he caressed my back. “I hope you think I’m worth it.” Trevor’s words caused a pang of guilt to hit me in the pit of my stomach. I kissed him on the cheek and we sat down across from each other. “What do you want to eat?” Trevor asked, handing me his menu.
“I don’t think I’m going to have anything. I’m not that hungry. I’ll just have an espresso.” I responded as neutrally as possible.
“No French toast?”
“No.”
“They have the kind with strawberries!”
“I sa
id I’m not hungry,” I snapped.
“Sorry, I was only making a suggestion.” Trevor’s voice was tense.
“No, I’m sorry. My mind was somewhere else.”
“Are you sure everything is alright, Giavanna?” Trevor looked concerned.
I sat in silence, just staring at him, for what must have seemed like an eternity. “Trevor, I need to talk to you about something.” The pressure of keeping my tryst with Christoff a secret was enough to make me explode. But I didn’t want to hurt Trevor’s feelings just to relieve myself of the burden of keeping it a secret. I didn’t know what was more selfish, lying to him to spare his feelings, or coming clean to relieve my own stress.
“What’s going on?”
“Trevor... I...” The words got caught in my throat and my eyes began to water. “Trevor, why aren’t we having sex?” The words fell from my lips and landed heavily between us. Trevor’s jaw clenched and he furrowed his brow.
“Is that why you seem so upset today because you’re mad that we aren’t having sex?” He asked slowly and deliberately.
“I’m not mad. I’m just frustrated.” I responded quietly.
“I’m sorry that I haven’t lived up to your standards, Princess Giavanna, but I feel that I’ve been more than good to you,” Trevor said sternly. I thought I saw a glint of animosity in his glare, but perhaps i
t was my own guilt and self-loathing I was seeing reflected back at me. Either way, the look in his eye made me uneasy.
I felt a heavy lump grow in my throat, and my eyes welled up in tears. “Trevor, I didn’t mean it that way.” My voice cracked. “Don’t be
offended. I really care about you and you have been great to me. All I’m saying is that what we have feels kind of incomplete to me. I want to know all of you, not just little parts.” I paused. “Is it me Trevor? Are you just not sexually attracted to me?”
“Why would you say that? You know it’s not you.” He spoke passionately but his voice was hushed.
“Then what is it?”
Trevor paused. “Look, Giavanna. I’m really into you. In fact I’m so into you that you seem absolutely perfect to me. You’re my perfect angel
.” Trevor seemed to struggle to find words. “I don’t want to... I don’t want to desecrate you. I think very highly of you and it seems you think highly of me. But I don’t know if we’d see each other the same way after I do the things I’m thinking of doing to you. I don’t want to ruin what we have.” I think Trevor could tell by the look on my face that I was clearly perplexed. I blinked rapidly.
“Why wouldn’t we still think highly of each other after being intimate? If anything I would think it would bring u
s closer, right?”
He looked away and drew a deep breath and then his eyes met mine again. He lowered his voice and spoke slowly. “Here’s the deal Giavanna. I’m into some pretty intense stuff in the bedroom. I don’t want to get into specifics here in
public, but let’s just say... I have some... interesting proclivities... that are on the dark and dirty side. There is a reason I make dark and provocative music. It’s not just for show, it’s a part of who I am. But I really like you because you’re different. I can tell that you aren’t in a dark place, and you aren’t all used-up like most of the women I have met out there. You’re bright and happy and innocent. So I guess I just felt weird showing you that side of me. You seem so sweet. I didn’t want to ruin you. That’s all.”
“I told you when you first met me that you don’t need to protect me. I’m a big girl Trevor. You don’t have to shelter me.”
“I’m not trying to shelter you.” Trevor’s voice was tense. “But I also don’t want to scare you away. I don’t know if you’re open-minded enough to do the things that I want to do.”
I leaned in curiously and raised my eyebrow. “Try me.”
Trevor’s face flushed red and he averted his gaze. I had never seen Trevor Dunaway look so nervous, not on television and surely not in person. His insecurity was fleeting.
“Okay.” Trevor cleared his throat pulled his shoulders back and looked at me squarely with those dark, captivating eyes. In an instant he was that superhuman billionaire rock god again, and I was the one that was so ne
rvous I had to look away. He waited until I made eye contact again before he continued speaking. “Giavanna, I need to know if you’re willing to let go of all of your preconceived notions about sexuality... about morality... and about control. Do you think you can handle that?” Trevor’s tone was sensuous and a bit ominous. And his mesmerizing dark brown eyes were putting me in a trance. I was turned on and intrigued. I was also slightly taken aback but I shouldn’t have been, considering what I saw at The Catacombs. It seemed the people who frequented that place were a part of a dark and erotic lifestyle that I had yet to experience. Apparently there was even more to Trevor than I had even imagined. I was in totally foreign territory but my curiosity was piqued. I yearned to connect with all of Trevor even if it meant getting out of my comfort zone.
“I would be willing to explore,” I responded evenly.
Trevor reached across the table and took my hand in his. “Well then I think that we may be able to make each other really happy. I’m sorry I held back.”
“I understand. I appreciate you finally opening up Trevor.” I smiled, delighted. I felt like we had reached a real milestone in our relationship. I was getting to know Trevor in a really authentic way and not jus
t on a starstruck groupie level. The Hollywood love story we were creating was turning into real-life grown-up stuff. It felt good.
“Hey, do you have any plans for tonight?” Trevor’s eyes lit up.
“I do.”
“Yeah, what’s that?”
“Having hot and dirty sex with a hot and dirty rock star.” I smiled deviously.
“I like the sound of that.” Trevor squeezed my hand. I was excited that Trevor and I were finally going to take our relationship to the next level. I only had two more days in L.A. and then it was back home.
Maybe I would never have to tell Trevor about Christoff. I had no idea what would happen with either of them once I was back home in Chicago. I wasn’t going to worry about it now. I was going to enjoy getting to know the dark and dirty side of my prince charming.
Chapter 12
A
fter breakfast Trevor had a full day of work ahead of him, so we parted ways and agreed to meet up later. He said he couldn’t wait for our rendezvous tonight. My body was pulsing with anticipation. I had been aching for Trevor’s intimacy for almost two weeks and now I was finally going to get it. I really wanted to call Amber and share everything with her, but I knew she wouldn’t approve of me consummating my relationship with Trevor. And she certainly wouldn’t understand everything that was going on with Christoff. I didn’t want to deal with the friction, so I decided to keep quiet and spend the day alone. As excited as I was, part of me was embarrassed that I was so back-and-forth between Trevor and Christoff. I’ve always frowned upon men who tried to have their cake and eat it too, and now I was sort of doing the same thing. I had some decisions to make, so I decided to go to the beach to clear my head.
I enjoyed the warmth of the sun on my skin, and the feeling of the wet sand between
my toes, as I walked along the shore in Malibu. It was a peaceful day. Not many people were on the beach. The ocean was calm and the breeze was gentle. I took a deep breath and soaked it all in. I felt so lucky to have had such a wonderful vacation. I dreaded going back to real life in just two days. I was really hoping that Trevor and I would be able to keep in touch when I went back home. I didn’t want it to be just a whirlwind vacation fling, and I didn’t think it was. Trevor seemed to be sincerely interested in me. Or to be more precise, Trevor was really into the person he thought I was. But if I was going to be honest with myself, I didn’t really think Trevor knew or understood me that well. Sometimes I wished I could be that person Trevor perceived me to be — sweet, innocent and perfect. I loved how he brought out a giddy, girly, almost juvenilely romantic side of me. When I was with Trevor life was a fairy tale and I was a perfect princess.
Although I loved the way Trevor saw perfection in me, deep in
side I knew there were parts of me that were flawed. I took a deep breath and looked toward the horizon for answers. As the salty ocean breeze gently kissed my cheeks, I found comfort in knowing that Christoff sees me exactly as I am, and he is so deeply drawn to me because he is similarly flawed. As cliché as it sounds, I can honestly say Christoff is a part of me and I am a part of him. But what we have is difficult and trying. Even though in certain ways we complete each other, in other ways we tear each other apart. My relationship with Christoff was so challenging and complex. Things with Trevor were effortless and as close to perfect as possible.