Cara felt the subtle shift in their relationship and yes she was allowing herself to use that word loosely in her head over the course of the weekend.Some things were obvious. Xavier barely set foot inside his study for instance and there were several locations where his phone was conspicuous by its absence. Like when she had made him take her on a hike to the highest point on the status spot he admitted with some share grain he had never walked to before and when they had me entered down to his private beach for an cricket moonlit deep in the ocean.Other things were less obvious. Like the time she would look up from her book order task and find his gaze resting on her his expression pensive enigmatic. Once or twice she felt as though she were being quietly assessed and though for what purpose she couldn't have said. The idea that he might be comparing her former mistresses was she discovered an unpleasant thought that served only to send a hot streak of jealousy and insecurity thro
Xavier could see her slight wins and withdrew his hand. He didn’t desire to have this conversation. He had told her before he wasn't interested in the past and he had meant it full but he recognised that she was looking for something from him. Something he feared he couldn't give her.Yet he could give her other things. More important things. More valuable things.This perhaps was the opening he needed. One brief uncomfortable conversation was an acceptable sacrifice to get what he wanted. And in the past 48 hours it had become crystal clear in his mind was what he wanted was Cara. Hey shifted on his lounger creating space and holding out his arm. “Come querida.”She hesitated but then came to him curling into his arms her body soft and warm through her things around.Removed the dark sunglasses resting his jaw on the top of her head. “10 years ago I met a woman I came to believe I wanted to marry.”Cara was silent for a long moment. When she spoke he felt the warmth of her breath on
The uncertainty on Cara’s face only intensified Xavier’s resolve. There were only 2 options here. She would either stay or walk away. The latter he couldn't countenance. This woman had affected like no other. Hell sitting in his destroy right now where resume is from the exclusive matchmaker for one of the 3 beautiful eligible women and none of them stirred his blood like Cara did.There were women that his parents had asked to meet through their common circles and he had. He had met all the eligible women and they were all extremely beautiful and it almost seemed like they had been born and bred for the purpose of becoming the wife of some heir or anyone important. At the beginning he did not mind at all in speaking with this women, albeit it was extremely difficult to continue the conversation with any of them. He had been too busy with his work and rightly said he was an workaholic. But right now none of that mattered any longer. What mattered was Cara and he knew that she needed t
It was a nice restaurant we went to. There are surely more expensive places out there, but it was a lovely restaurant with lovely food and a lovely atmosphere. We spent plenty of time there; so much in fact that one of the staff asked us politely to leave. We hadn't realized how long we had been there. Of course, we were happy to leave. I looked at my watch. Is that really the time? No wonder.I took you to that little cafe-style place that makes that nice ice cream we have both had lots of. Still an excellent way to have dessert. We had to eat it a little quickly as the weather has been just that little hotter than it might normally be. Or is that just the feeling of your smile keeping you so warm? I know that that is what always keeps me warm on a cold night.You now find yourself walking in the park beside me, pressed up next to me in that half-hug sort of position, holding my hand firmly in yours. I am looking up at the sky as the sun starts to go down. There is probably another h
“I sometimes think how things would have been if we did not meet the way that we did,” said Xavier as he stared at Cara over the breakfast table.“You would not even have looked at me,” said Cara with a smile as she sipped from the glass of orange juice.“That is not true at all. I would have stared at you in a way that would have made you squirm badly.”“No you would not. You would always look at the tall leggy blondes and would not even think of paying me any attention.”“That is not true. Alright how about this…how about we have a second date? The way that you would wish me to get to know you and that way another of your fantasies will come true. Tell me all that you desire…I know that you have not had your fantasies come to fruition yet.”“Yesterday was something that I am never going to forget.”“So would I.”He met her at the door. He had candles lit and a fire in the fireplace. He gave her a warm hug and another passionate kiss. He took her coat and then led her over to the sof
At the beginning of the week Cara went into a state of shell shock and Xavier gave her no chance to recover whatsoever. On the next day he surprised her with a visit to an exclusive spa day where for several hours a team of beautiful therapists scraped and plucked and buffed her until every inch of her skin and hair glowed. On Tuesday morning they flew to London and went to the penthouse suite at one of Ramon’s private clubs. In the afternoon Xavier disappeared to a meeting leaving her in the suit with a personal stylist who arrived with a vast collection of the evening gowns a bottle of champagne and their case full of makeup and hair products. In the evening he took her to see Les Miserables. They had best seats in the theatre of course and afterwards they eat a late supper at the Michelin starred restaurant. Dinner. Posh restaurant, dark, lots of heavy drapes, black and red, velvet tablecloths and seat covers. Large black candles on floor mounted candelabra provide the seductive i
I'm entranced by the sensual invitation of the sight before me. Though normally I am generous, gentle, giving...typically intent on delivering your orgasm slow and passionately, tonight my mood is different. I need to cum and you - your body - will assist me.Hours earlier my gaze had been enraptured by your tight dress accentuating the sexuality of your smooth, sultry frame. Our evening has been erotic, my hands having relentlessly explored ever-higher on your thighs under the tablecloth at dinner. You tried to keep your composure, initially ignoring my touch and fastening your knees together.But after our waiter poured the wine and departed, leaving us again to the solitude of the dark corner booth, we progressed. My fingers continued to ascend beneath your dress, prying ever-higher between your upper thighs, falling into the inviting gap. My fingertips pressed into your luscious center. You felt warmth, engorgement, a tingling sensation...the thin fabric began to soften with your
As the week progressed it wasn't the pampering or the posh restaurants or the luxury suites and the beautiful evening gown she wore in London and even their incredible intense love making that made her wonder whether she could compromise. Whether she could settle for what he offered and leave without ever hearing those 3 little words.Rather it was a little things that cost nothing that burrowed under her defenses.It was the look of the stupefied or on his face when he first saw her in the evening gown.It was the almost imperceptible trimmer in his hands as he helped her put on the stunning choker of yellow sapphires and diamonds and his anxious expression when he asked if she liked it.It was the hour they spent with Emilia and Ramon at their beautiful Chelsea home before returning to Barcelona. She had blown Raspberry cases on kts tummy looked up to find Xavier watching a smile playing about his mouth. That night after making love he gently kiss does stomach and said how sexy she
Cara pursed her lips and then said,” You really think that I am going to tell you anything?”“No I don’t. But I am not above hurting you and you don’t mean anything to me so hurting you is going to be easier and probably be even fun.”“You think you are a man and that is why you are stronger than me?”“There is nothing to question about that. It is a known fact. You are the one who has been kidnapped and not me, so there is actually no point in arguing with me. I can do a lot of things to you, querida and make sure that no one ever finds you again but I am a good man with a good heart. Help me with what I require and I shall make sure you are sent back to Australia safe and sound.”“I know that you are lying. And nothing you say is going to make me believe that..” Cara spat at him as she said the words. Diego wiped his face with the back of his hand and sighed and then back handed her again. Cara knew it was coming and she had already swerved away and his hand did not hit her.She mov
Clubbing is a place for a type of people. Firstly, they had to be rich. Clubbing wasn't a poor man's activity. The cheapest booze inside would be worth twice the expensive brands outside. Everything was outrageously overpriced—not that he cared anyway.Second of all, they had to be a crowd person. Being in an enclosed room full of drunk people isn't exactly a paradise for introverted people. Sure, there wouldn't be much talking. Half of the experience was having conversations you'd barely hear over the booming music, or even remember the next morning because you're wasted as fuck, but there are still people who'd come up to you and talk.So when Xavier saw her, standing awkwardly with her outgoing friend dancing wildly by her side, he knew she didn't belong to this kind of scene. The complete opposite of him; as someone who basically grew up here, Xavier loved everything about the place. It felt like home, more so than any of his mansions, actually.He watched the two women as they he
“I know who you are, Diego. You made the mistake of speaking to me. And now I know that you are the one who is torturing me and has kidnapped me.”There was silence for a while and then all of a sudden the blindfold was taken off from her eyes and Diego was standing there before her in his shirt and trousers. He looked quite normal almost as if nothing had happened and was smirking at Cara.“I am sure you enjoyed that, querida.”“Don’t call me that you freaking bastard. You are nothing else but a vile manipulative..” said Cara as suddenly she was slapped and she could feel her lips split and she was bleeding and she could only feel helpless because her hands were still bound.“Don’t call me names, querida…your mouth was made for far better purposes and not this. You are a lot more important to me that you are ever going to be to my bastard cousin.”“And you are never going to be half the man that Xavier is.”“Whatever you say is not going to make me angry. You are a beautiful woman Ca
Cara struggled desperately, trying to free her hands from the heavy ropes that bound them together behind her back. She couldn’t see anything, thanks to the blindfold which covered most of her face. The ball gag shoved into her mouth prevented her from making much noise at all. When at last she realized the futility of her movements, she lay still and listened.Abruptly she felt the car begin to slow down. Cara’s heart fluttered in fear, wondering where she would be taken. She didn’t have long to wait. Moments later the car rolled to a stop, and a door opened. She was grabbed and hauled roughly out of the car, where she stumbled a bit on unsteady feet. Two hands gripped her shoulders, forcing her to walk quickly and unsteadily forward.She heard a door open. As she stepped through it, her footsteps echoed on what she wagered were hard tile floors. She and her captor proceeded through the room, then stopped suddenly. She heard a bell, followed by the sliding of a door that she realized
Some say, 'From pain comes wisdom,' but Jean had endured a lot over the past weeks and felt no wiser. Her boyfriend left her and it had hollowed out her soul. When she pushed through the door and rang the bell at Trader Dan's, she was hoping to put a bullet in her old life and thumb her nose at the jackass who left her behind.And Trader Dan's is just such a place; where souls are bared, pain will be endured, and whatever healing occurs will be everlasting.As she settled into the proprietor's chair with the tools of the trade laid out neatly on a small table nearby, Trader Dan's resonant voice filled her ears with a tale from another age. It seemed charming but odd to her. Perhaps it was just his effort to entertain his clients or calm frazzled nerves. Regardless, Jean found herself drifting back in time while the man gave her 'wisdom,' prick by prick."Meijuan sang like an angel, and from a very young age her voice would echo in the cavernous St. Ignatius Cathedral in Shanghai. Alth
“Love is really that important for me, Xavier. I know it sounds really stupid to you and you think that if I would just not think about it, things would be better but I cannot imagine spending my life in this way…”“All the time that we spent together, was it that difficult for you? Did you think that I did not care for you one whit? That I don’t wish to make you happy? If this is not all that there is to love then what is it that you want from me?”“Want from you? Xavier, from the moment that I have come here and have stepped into your world I have never wanted anything from. I have just wished for you to know the woman who was my mother and who was your mother as well and you never had the chance to. I never asked you for anything. You showered me with gifts, but those aren’t important to me. Do you know what is?”Xavier remained silent and looked at her darkly.“What is more important to me is the time that you spent with me…not just the love making but all the moments that you wer
Seeing that the stands were filling as the start of the game approached, Ulysses headed toward them to grab and save seats for the rest of the family that would be watching the game while Devon headed for the outfield to call his team into their dugout. At six feet, Alex stood a good head taller than any other player on the team. He looked like an adult being followed by children when the rest of the team fell in behind him as he led them to the dugout.Alex's team would be the visiting team for today's game, so Devon explained the planned batting order to the players before taking his lineup card out to the umpire at home plate. He saw that Aphrodite, Athena, his mother, and mother-in-law had all joined Ulysses in the stands. He heard his daughter squeal when she saw him and paused to wave to her. Athena looked as much like a junior version of her mother as Alex did his father.As had been the trend all season, Alex and his teammates batted around their first at-bat with Alex hitting
She was hopelessly in love.And nothing anyone would say could change the fact ever.Cara stared at Xavier who was sleeping on the bed with his back towards her. Sometime during the night he had woken her up by kissing her and pulling her nipples and then entering her again and again in deep and long strokes and Cara could not do anything but moan and cry out in pleasure.“Come for me, querida…make all those noises for me. You will always know that I was the one who made you cry out of pleasure!”It was so ardently male and so egoistic in nature that Cara thought how could a man be so full of himself, be so arrogant that he was the reason for a woman’s smile or tears. Even though he wasn’t wrong but still, the inherent feministic tendency in her tried saying that this was something that she should let go so easily but looking at him sleeping peacefully after such a night was not something she could agree to. She wished for him to sleep. They had the food that she had cooked and Xavier
"Well, I don't have a fancy car for you to drive to demonstrate my love for you, so I guess you'll have to settle for my undying concern for you and copious amounts of carnal pleasure. That's it! I can drive your Bentley and you get to drive me wild like you did last night."Laughing, Devon said, "That sounds like a win-win. We better get up and start getting ready if we intend to meet your parents on time."Aphrodite didn't move her body from on top of Devon as she reached over to the nightstand and retrieved her cell phone."What are you doing?" Devon asked."I'm texting my mom to let her know to meet us an hour later than we had planned.""Why? Traffic shouldn't be a problem for any of us on a Saturday morning."Finishing her text and returning the cell phone to the table, Aphrodite smiled down and said, "You haven't taken any of my hints, so I'll just have to make my intentions perfectly clear, my love. I intend to verify a suspicion that I have had since waking next to you...""W