SebastianWow! I think to myself as I lay here with my eyes closed. She is feisty. It's such a turn on. I'm used to yes girls. The ones that hang off my arm usually, who think they're going to tame me. Nobody tames Sebastian Garcia. No-one. They all want a piece of my heart, they all want my name. Only I'm not ready for all of that. Not at thirty. It's too young to settle down, although my parents think it's about time I started to expand the Garcia name. They're going to have to wait a bit for that.I don't even know this girls name but I want to know it. I want to know everything about her. I am sure with a temper that she is displaying, that she is HOT in bed. I think about sliding my body over hers and pinning her arms above her head and lavishing her lips with mine. I feel myself beginning to stir. I have to focus on something different. I can't let her notice that I've got a budding rock-hard situation arising. There is something about her. She is in my opinion far more beautif
AvaI'm exhausted. The travelling and the day has finally caught me up. It's only six in the evening and I still need to call my bestie, Zoe. I'm riling at the man on the lounger. I am still angry at him for being so damned good looking, sexy and so enticing. I don't know what came over me down there by the pool. Every nerve in my body felt like it was on fire and the tingling in my lower regions and warmth creeping up my stomach were alien to me. I am laying on my bed with the balcony doors open, the cool evening breeze is breathing its way into the room. The sheer white curtains billow slightly as the breeze travels and graces my skin. I press the vid button against Zoe's name and wait for her to pick up. I calculate it to be around eleven in the morning for her. I'm hoping its not a bad time. Zoe has her own business, she is a hairdresser and owns her own salon. Her parents died when she was young, it was a horrific car crash, it was instant. They had left her a trust fund which s
SebastianWell, what can I do now? I am so frustrated it's unbelievable. Never has a woman driven me this insane before. I feel like I need an ice cold shower, I can't be relieving myself again in the shower. On top of all that I am supposed to be moving on to the next hotel tonight. I wanted an early start tomorrow morning further down the coast. Yet now I don't want to leave here at all. Not having seen the American Girl. She is a fantasy with her natural grace and beauty. Not to mention that fiery temper of hers and her indignation. Okay I suppose I shouldn't have invaded her space quite so much. I know that was wrong, I really do. Only I couldn't help myself. As soon as I stepped out on the terrace and saw her lying there, my blood heated up, my heart started racing and just looking at her relaxing with a book in her hand, the gentle swell of her breasts. It was too much to resist. I stood on the patio looking at her for a few minutes too long. I couldn't take my eyes off her. Sh
AvaI had an on-off night. I recall crashing out almost straight after my call with Zoe. Then had the weirdest dreams about Him. I think I'm a bit obsessed about him even though I am trying hard to fight this. There is nothing other than his sexy torso, brooding eyes and dark mop of hair that I like about him. I am saying so far his personality is not winning me over. Not that I am looking for anyone to win me over or a romance. I'm not even looking for a fling. I want to get over Mark and besides that, I am in no position to have a relationship out here. It just wouldn't work, not with me living in Chicago. What's the point? Although as I laid in bed during the early hours, I did find myself touching myself at the thought of him. I couldn't stop thinking about his lips on my lady-flower, licking and biting me. It made me throb so badly I had to satisfy myself. My nipples were erect and I just wanted to sit on his face. I relieved myself on my fingers almost instantly then couldn't
AVAI step through the glass paneled patio doors that lead out to the terrace. I see a few people already in the pool, they look to be the slightly older generation getting their early morning laps in. That is dedication for you, it impresses me. The tables this morning are all adorned with white tablecloths, each with a pitcher of iced water on them, silverware and adorable blue coffee cups and saucers with a gold rim. It all looks really eloquent. I can't wait to feel the caffeine seep into my veins and wake me up a bit. I scooch my camera up my shoulder since it has begun to fall down and snap some pictures of the terrace. The sun is already warm at just half past eight and I have to adjust to avoid sun glare. Happy with the shots I make my way to a table underneath an umbrella tucked nicely in the corner. I have all day for the sun on my face and whilst I eat breakfast I prefer the shade. A waiter arrives, tanned, slender and very good looking. He smiles and asks if I am ready
AvaI gulp my second coffee aware of him standing there dressed in navy shorts and a pale blue shirt. It shoes off his bronzed skin and sexy forearms. I think I'm drooling. Yes I am definitely drooling. I watch as his eyebrows furrow. He looks to be having an intense conversation. I wonder who he is talking to. It could be an argument or misunderstanding with the woman in his life. That makes me feel knotted in my stomach. Why am I knotted? Gosh it's not as if I am dating this man or have any designs to do so. I already know he is conceited and arrogant because he invaded my space. Not once but twice. He runs his free hand through his mop of hair, it falls forward. He tries again to no avail. It's so damn sexy and I want to run my fingers through it and pull his face to mine. It's either hot outside, or it is the caffeine rush. But I am definitely feeling a bit too warm right now. I can't peel my eyes away from his slender hips and the toned legs. I already know he has rock-hard abs
SebastianI never usually come down here for breakfast. In fact I rarely start my day with anything but a green smoothie then an intense workout after a run. Only this morning, I am hoping to catch a glimpse of the American Girl. I'm not sure after our last encounter if she will even entertain me asking her to dinner, let alone speak with me. I have butterflies in my stomach at the thought of speaking to her again. This is unlike me. Usually I am confident and straight forward, yet with her. Well it all seems so new, exciting and I am actually a little in awe of her. Does that make me somewhat scared of her? Possibly.Now, however I am caught on the phone. My father is calling an urgent meeting and he wants me to fly down to Malaga where we have an issue with one of our new projects. It is our largest hotel yet here in Spain. We have branched out to other countries but there is nothing like the one we have planned in Malaga. It will become our signature hotel. He is on the phone stres
AvaOh. My. God. He is coming towards me. I can't swallow the piece of cake in my throat. I am hoping he didn't see me being a total clutz and dropping my fork on the floor. I try not to look at him but my eyes are not paying any attention to my mind as they continue to stare into his gorgeous tiger eyes. I then realise that I have cake falling out of my mouth. Great! Time to pull my jaw up from the ground. Mental note: remember you don't like this arrogant s.o.b. I wish my lower regions would kind of remember that, only everything has started to ignite with fire and I can feel myself becoming aroused. I narrow my eyes like he is some kind of panther stalking me. I earnestly keep reminding myself not to be nice to him."Good morning." Right well with a smooth as silk voice like that, it is pretty difficult. I just nod. Then open my mouth. "Not you again." He stops in his tracks. He is close to where I am sitting, it's almost as if life has gone into slow motion. I am oblivious to the
Ava - Six Months Later I'm standing in a beautiful large suite with a terrace on which sit two white iron chairs and a round table. The view is across olive groves and lavender-dusted hillsides to the majestic mountains where last night I watched the most spectacular sunset as I gazed over the scenic Sierra Morena. I sat here serenely by myself thinking this is the best decision I have ever made. My insides are all a flutter with butterflies, my heart feels like it will explode with happiness and I have had a perma-smile for the last few months. Life couldn't have been more beautiful nor moved as quickly as it has. In just these few months I have moved lock, stock and barrel to live with Sebastian in his ranch just outside of Santa Fe. Nestled in a wondrous spot just outside of the town where he was born. It is a sprawling plot of land where horses can roam freely. We have goats, sheep and a couple of cows. Bella loves tending to them and recently Sebastian bought her geese and duck
Sebastian “Hello my beautiful, American Girl.” Her face is a picture as her jaw looks like it has dropped to the ground. Her beautiful green eyes wide and now she is running toward me. Ava’s arms open wide and she throws herself into me. “Oh my God, how on earth did you do this?” I knew she’d be surprised and happy. It is the least I could do to fly the ten hours back to meet her for our return to Spain. I didn’t want my girl to have to travel to her new home all on her own. Not at all. This experience we should share together, like so many more experiences we will have in our lifetime together. This woman is precious to me, I worship the ground that she walks on, I love everything about her from the mole just above her lip to the hair on her head. Talking of which smells like coconut and lemons as she presses her head into my shoulder. My arms are already around her and I hold her into me tightly. It feels like we have been separated for months not just days. It’s felt like an eter
TateWell that all went too quickly and now I have mascara smudged all over my eyes from crying so much after dinner which mom managed to make in record time. She’s already talking about Thanksgiving. I’m definitely coming home for that and Sebastian can put an army of bodyguards on me if he needs to. Although I am sure by the time November comes round, Mark will have moved on. Hopefully.Thanksgiving is one of my most favorite times of the year. We all get together and my mother’s sister and husband come over with their now grown-up children, Louisa and Denise. It’s always a really warm and fuzzy time of year. Zoe comes too but later as she always holds a Thanksgiving dinner for her special clients who don’t have anyone at the time of year. She’s so kind hearted and has never missed a Thanksgiving for them. This year she will have Nate to help her and that makes me feel warm inside. The thought of someone standing by her side.I hugged my parents like there was no tomorrow and Zoe be
Tate I’m still in a sulk. I should be excited beyond belief to be flying back to Spain to see and be with Sebastian again this evening. It’ll be the early of the hours of course since they won’t be ready for me until seven tonight. Right when I should be going out with Zoe and Nate for dinner. I then have a wild idea of having them come with me to Spain and being flown back in a week’s time. Only that is a pipeline dream since Zoe has her business to run and Nate has patients to see. Mom has been frantic all day at the thought of me flying out later this evening. She’s overwhelmed to say the least and I get that, I really do. Dad hasn’t taken it all too well either and shot off to the golf course to hit balls on the driving range. It’s now eleven and I am still in my bloody pjs. What I need is to shower and get my shit together and head over to the apartment to pack a few things into my larger suitcases. You know like personal belongings I want before my stuff arrives, clothes, shoes
TateI tried to ignore the message as best I could. Dillon left us around eight last night and Liam came to take over. He wasn’t the same build as Dillon by any stretch. In fact as I looked out of my bedroom window down to the front porch as he arrived, I’d easily say he could pass as a doppelganger for David Beckham. Victoria is a lucky lady, well not as lucky as me because I have Sebastian and he is in a league of his own. But nonetheless.Naturally, I went down to greet Liam. He is from Texas and has that lovely drawl thing going on. I showed him the latest message from my ex. “Don’t worry ma’am. We’ve got this. Ain’t nothing gonna happen to you, with me on watch. If he’s dumb enough to show up around here, he’s gonna have to answer t’me.”I felt reassured but I’m still freaked out this is even happening to me. Why can’t Mark just take it on the chin that we’re over? He is the one that ended our relationship. Or perhaps he can’t handle rejection. Maybe there is more to the split be
Ava “Honey it’s so good to see you. It feels like you’ve been away for weeks and it’s only been a couple of days.” My mother rushes to me as I enter the cosy kitchen. As usual she is cooking and wearing her blue apron with her tied up in a messy bun. She looks so inviting and I allow her to take me into her arms and press me right into her bosom. I’ve missed my mom so much. She is right though, it does feel as if it’s been weeks not just a couple of days. So much has happened what with bumping into Mark, his threatening/nuisance messages, Arabella practically rejecting me and having a blinking bodyguard now of all things. Who, by the way I have left standing outside for the time being. Best not to overwhelm my mother in the first few seconds of arriving back home. “I know. It feels like it’s been ages too.” I say as I place my portfolio on the two-seater sofa in the inglenook in the kitchen and slip my rucksack off my shoulders and place it on the sofa too. It’s looking a bit jaded
SebastianMy blood is boiling to the point I am so fired up I could punch a wall. It is not often I lose control like this but that man, he needs to be dealt with before anything happens. I know of men who have hurt their ex partners, stalked them and harmed them. It is an insane world and I am frightened for Ava.At least with my detail providing security for her, the man would need a shotgun to get past her bodyguard. You would think it would help to allow me to sleep better tonight, only it doesn’t. I need to have Ava here with me in Spain, like yesterday. Not in three weeks. Besides, I am craving her. I am craving her lips crushed against mine, our bodies together and her warmth underneath me.Even with all these thoughts of my American Girl I do not become aroused, my anger is so fueled that sex is the last thing on my mind. I will be viewing the ranch and meet with the current owner later this morning. Elena, my assistant has done well to narrow it down to just three ranches for
Ava I stare at my mobile as the rage and anger fuels my entire body. This man, he just won’t let up. I swear if he was standing in front of me now, I’d easily punch him in the face. I’m not even sure whether to be concerned or just laugh this off. Only he is making me a bit shaky with the tone of his message. Moving away from the patio I step back inside the penthouse suite and read the message again. You had no right to run out on me like that the other day. I only wanted to talk and express how I felt. You’re not going to get away from me, Ava. I’m still in love with you. So, I fucked up. I realize that. But if you think I’m letting you get away you need to think again. I’ve seen all your social media posts with that man and he’s not right for you. I’m going to do everything I can to show you that he is wrong for you. I am the one that is meant to be with you forever happy after Not that jumped up son-of-a-bitch. I know where you’re staying here in NYC and I’ll be waiting. I mean
Ava “Honey, of course it’s worth fighting for. Honestly, what is wrong with you? Just because his daughter doesn’t like the idea it certainly doesn’t mean she won’t change her mind. You’ve got to see it from her point of view, Ava.” I’m outside on the wrap around balcony to the penthouse back in the Waldorf Astoria gazing up at the sky as Zoe talks to me. Of course everything she’s saying is absolutely right. It still doesn’t make it any better for me though. “My heart absolutely goes out to her, Zoe. It really does. I couldn’t even imagine what it would be like to lose your mother. I’d fall apart if my mom died or my father, it’s gut wrenching. And I know the last thing she wants is someone new into their lives.” “Look take a deep breath, I know you’re gutted that you can’t move in with him, but damn girl. You’ll be living on his doorstep literally. A villa on the land sounds amazing. Sebastian will see you every day, you’ll spend nights together and get to know his little girl an