Enchanted and Desired (20 page)

I dip my head down into the safety of his neck, inhaling the scent of him that gives me such comfort. “I want that too Simon, but I’m scared. Please…be gentle.”

He plants the softest kiss on my lips. “I will always be gentle Jess, with your heart and with your body. I won’t ever do anything you don’t want.”

He deepens the kiss, letting me lose myself in it, feeling only his lips on mine. The desire I felt earlier returns as his hands begin to roam my body. We remain face to face as he lifts me up; letting me lower myself onto his throbbing erection. It feels divine as I seat myself to the hilt, taking all of him inside me. Our bodies slowly begin to move in time, Simon letting me ride him, savoring every upward movement; his eyes closing as I lower myself back down. His fingertips dance across my sensitive flesh, leaving a trail of desire in their wake.

As his hands begin to massage my ass, my body tightens in fear. “Trust me Tesoro. I will only give you pleasure. You can say stop at any time.” He lifts his finger to my lips. “Suck.” His face is searching mine, his concern evident through the desire I see in his flawless features.

“Credetemi, io ti proteggerò…sempre.”
[Believe me, I’ll protect you…always.]

He removes his finger from my mouth, replacing it with his tongue; twisting, tangling and teasing as he slides his fingers down my spine. I try to remain relaxed, but it’s almost impossible to tame the storm raging inside me. His finger, wet with my saliva moves down, teasing at my forbidden entrance.

“Keep moving baby, use my cock, get yourself hot and sweaty riding me. Let me worry about the rest.”

I move my hands up to grip his shoulders, slowly working the length of him, pumping up and down, creating a steady rhythm for both of us that feels incredible.

“That’s it Jess. Feel how hard I am for you. Feel what you do to me, only you. I’m so close baby…but I need you to come first. Tell me when you’re close.”

I ride him, slowly increasing my pace, losing myself to the exquisite ecstasy, giving myself over to the unfamiliar sensation of him teasing my rim. I never thought that I would experience pleasure this way, but my nerve endings come alive under his gentle caress, sending a jolt of electricity straight to my pussy, forcing it to clench around Simon’s impressive length. I begin to feel the familiar pull deep in my core and I starting grinding up and down on his lap, taking what I need, chasing my release.

“I’m almost there Si, I’m gonna come…oh my God…Yes.” As I reach the peak, ready to crash over the edge and down into the sweet abyss of euphoria, Simon gently eases his finger inside, holding my body tight to his chest.

“That’s it Tesoro. Take what you need. You are so fucking beautiful when you come for me.”

His words together with the sensation he creates, sends me into tailspin. I ride him harder, letting him press his finger all the way inside of me, filling me in a way I’ve never felt before. It only intensifies the delicious sparks igniting over every inch of my body; my climax radiating from every nerve ending; from every fiber of my being.

“Oh my God Si…please…come with me….yes…Yes…YES!”

He continues to fill me in every way possible, his tongue owning my mouth, his finger claiming my ass, and his cock hammering into me as he rears up off the bed to take me as deep he possibly can. The guttural roar that tears from his chest is so primitive, so sexy, and so full of need…for me. I fall in love with him all over again in this moment.

“Jess…FUCK…sei mio. Si può sempre e solo essere mio
[you are mine. You can only ever be mine.]
…Holy Shit.”

We stay wrapped in each other’s arms for a long time; kissing, nuzzling, nibbling at each other. Our bodies slide together with the soft sheen of sweat that our love-making has created - it’s heaven. I could stay like this forever, and die happy. It’s maybe half an hour before either one of us speaks.

“Let’s get cleaned up.” Simon stands up off the bed with me still wrapped around him; his semi-hard cock still deep inside me. He walks us to the bathroom, sitting me down on the cold granite countertop before pulling out of me and moving to fill the tub, adding some bubbles – for my benefit I’m sure.

He lifts me as if I might shatter into a thousand pieces if he’s not careful, lowering us both into the tub. He positions my back to his front, wrapping his strong muscular legs around me. I rest my head against his chest, content…for the first time in…forever.

“Ti amo, Jess.” He kisses my head, wrapping his arms around me.

“I love you too Simon.”

I can breathe again…

Two Weeks Later

SIMON

I am in fucking awe of Jess. Her courage, her bravery, her vulnerability, and her willingness to open up to me, has completely floored me. I am so proud of her. It’s a major step forward for her, telling someone, telling
me
what happened. I watched Sofia go through it, and how hard it was for her to trust people again. It shows an inner strength I knew was there, but until she recognized it herself, no one could help.

That night with Jess was a combination of the most intense rage I’ve felt since I was 14, and the greatest elation I have
ever
felt. I’ve had to rein in my rage, and curb my instinct to hunt down that son of a cunt Gavin. I would fucking bury him in a shallow grave if I followed my gut. I’m trying to let it go and focus on what is important in the here and now – Jess. I’ll protect her from any threat, with my fucking life, with every breath I take.

In the moments when I feel like my anger is going to swallow me whole, I take a minute and replay the other revelation she shared with me that night – She loves me. It took her a long time to realize it, and to admit it to herself, but when she did, it was the sweetest fucking sentence I have ever heard spoken.

That night we put her demons to bed, and I claimed every single part of her body as MINE. She looked so fucking beautiful riding me wildly while I eased my finger in and out of her ass, owning her in every way possible. I feel like such a dick for moaning about not being able to do that with her before. I never could have imagined her reasons for not wanting to, and when it finally happened, it was all about her, all about
us
…and nothing at all to do with my sexual gratification. It was an epiphany for me. I have always wanted to make a woman feel good when I’m with her, but it’s always been to inflate MY ego and to enhance MY enjoyment. That all changed as soon as Jess opened up to me. ALL I want is for her to feel pleasure in every way imaginable. To love her body, and everything that we can be when we’re together; all the pleasure that our bodies can bring to one another. It is the least selfish I have ever been during sex, and at the same time it gave
me
the greatest satisfaction and pleasure of my life.

Things between us have been amazing since that night. We are only going to get stronger and grow together as a couple, and I will NEVER get tired of hearing those three little words tripping off her sexy little tongue.

Tonight is Brandon’s non-bachelor, bachelor party. He wanted to be a complete killjoy and just go out for dinner with the girls, but Nate and I convinced him that we would forever rename him Brenda if he didn’t man up and at least have a guys’ night out. This will be the last time the three of us get the chance to hang out this way. I know we’ll still see each other, but it won’t be the same after he’s married, and hopefully, one day, Jess and I will make the same commitment to each other, and embark on our own life adventure together. As for Nate, I don’t think he’ll ever settle down. He just seems to tire of women after a really short period of time.

First we grab a quick bite at Paul’s before heading to one of my clubs for some drinks and to meet up with some of his other friends. Spyder is jumping, just the way I like it. I must be making a killing tonight. It’s one of those nights when it really pays to be the owner. I don’t think a regular Joe will be getting served a drink for at least half an hour as they fight their way through a sea of people to get the attention of the bartenders. I’ve had one of the private rooms set up with a pool table, a private bar and our own, female, bartender. Nate is flirting shamelessly within two minutes of setting foot in the door. I don’t blame him though, she’s really hot, and I would have been all over her in my attempts to get her under me, before I met Jess. She’s a great worker and a really sweet and funny girl. Nate could do a lot worse, but I already know he’s only looking for an easy lay tonight, and I get the distinct impression from the way she’s looking at him, that he’s definitely found it. She remains professional, despite Nate’s obvious attempts to get her to slip out with him for a little while. Brandon and I are busy trying to wipe the floor with each other at pool when Nate finally drags himself away from the bar…and the bartender.

The rest of the night goes by in a blur of booze, pool and possibly some dancing. I don’t remember much after Nate broke out the shots. Scotch, beer, and shots are not the best combination. I vaguely remember him leaving with my bartender, and I have a hazy recollection of hailing a cab to take Brandon and I back to my place. I’m almost positive there was more Scotch after that and then I woke up in my bed this morning – fully clothed and stinking of booze.

I need coffee.

I drag my sorry ass out of bed, strip off last night’s clothes and step into a hot shower, my head resting on the tiles to keep myself upright. I stand for at least ten minutes letting the water batter off my skin, slowly bringing me back to life. When I feel semi-human, I get dressed and go in search of Brandon.

Oh my God. He’s already sitting at my breakfast bar, coffee in hand, freshly showered, new clothes and a bag of fresh bagels waiting to be eaten.

“What the fuck man? How is it that you’re up and looking like you had an early night last night?”

He just laughs it off before answering me. “I took two aspirin and a tall glass of water before I went to sleep. Maybe you should have done the same…asshole! I had Angus bring me clothes and some bagels for us. I might not be hung over, but I’m fucking tired and I couldn’t be bothered going out to get breakfast.”

I sit down and tuck into the bagels and coffee. It’s my fucking lifeline this morning. After two cups of strong coffee, I feel ready to tackle my day. We spend some time talking about arrangements for the wedding, which is only two weeks away now. I’m the best man, so I have certain things I’m going to have to take care of before we get on a plane to Italy. When I’ve made a list on my phone and assured Brandon a million times that I will NOT forget anything, he moves on to dissecting my love life.

“So…things seem to be going well between you and Jess these days?” It’s a statement and a question rolled into one.

“Yeah. Things are pretty fantastic with us right now. I’ve never been happier.”

“What changed?”

“She finally opened up about her past…and it let us move forward. She’s so fucking amazing. She’s been through so much and now that I know, I can totally understand her reaction to us when we first got together. I have never felt anything so fucking intense before in my life. It’s like a force field, drawing us together, charging the air between us every time we’re in the same room. Fuck, even talking to her on the phone gets me hard.”

“That’s great Si. It’s nice to see you guys happy together. She obviously loves you; and you don’t need to be a rocket scientist to see that you’re crazy, head over heels in love with her…you big pussy.”