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