Chapter 4 Emotions

Leonard's death left his family devastated. Mia, Vanessa's mother was the most affected by Leonard's death. She had given up her job as a teacher to tend to him. She had read him newspapers, and books when his eyesight failed. She, Vanessa and Greg had taken turns holding his hands when he hallucinated. And when he died, Mia broke down mentally and physically. She couldn't eat or sleep. As a result, she became distant and frail. She was admitted to the hospital and in a few days she returned home. Soon the spells began all over again, she ate a little, talked to herself and would occasionally call Leonard in her sleep. She was taken back to the hospital where she spent many weeks.

Leonard’s funeral was brief. It was attended by some of Vanessa’s relatives, family friends and all who knew Leonard. Mia was at the hospital and couldn’t attend the funeral. Greg had flown in from Las Vegas to attend the funeral. He was heartbroken. He looked at Vanessa as she wept profusely as she watched her brother being lowered to the ground. He held her, comforting her while trying hard to keep back tears from rolling down his face. Leonard had been his best friend and a brother to him. He remembered their last conversation. Leonard had hallucinated and thought they were kids again. He had called him and told him what he had told him fifteen years ago when they had first met as kids at the park. Greg had played along and Leonardo hunged up after asking him to take care of his baby sister.

Greg drove Vanessa and Peter to the hospital to see Mia after the funeral and then drove Vanessa home afterwards leaving her dad who wanted to spend the night with his wife at the hospital.

Vanessa stared out of the window on the way home. She had changed so much in the space of two years. Even with her sad mournful look, she was dazzling at seventeen. Her long red hair cascaded down her back, her skin was moist and flawless and her chest... He checked himself. He shouldn’t have improper thoughts towards his best friend’s sister. He distracted himself by thinking about his father who he had recently reconciled with after so many years. As a child, he had thought his father had sent him away from his mother who was sick in the hospital and his child's heart decided he would never forgive him. He never knew his mother had died. Nobody told him and he had grown up resenting them. He had channelled all his anger into studying hard after vowing nothing, not even women would distract him from being successful.

After Nana's death, his father had asked to see him. He had refused. And then he found out Nana had willed all her wealth to him which included her mansion which was worth one hundred and thirty million, real estate worth over seven hundred million, three yachts and twenty billion in her bank accounts. At twenty-two he was already a billionaire.

He had left for Las Vegas having laid out his plans carefully. He had built an extension of Neville's industry which turned out to be an incredible success in the high-stakes world of international finance. Last year he outbid an Arab business mogul for the purchase of a hotel owned by one of his father's former business partners. He named it the Orlando Hotel and was building it more solidly than it was. He wasn't going to rely on one or two streams of income but would diversify in the finest tradition of American business enterprises.

His father had showed up unexpectedly at his home one Saturday morning. He had explained all that had happened and his reasons for his decisions. He then asked for his forgiveness for what he had done to him and he had forgiven his father.

They had spent hours telling each other details of their lives trying to recover the time they had spent apart. They would visit each other at their homes and soon they regained the father and son intimacy they once had.

Greg pulled up at Alan’s house and Vanessa got out. He followed her into the house and watched her slump on a chair. Greg walked into the kitchen to make a cup of tea for Vanessa. He walked back to the living room but didn’t find Vanessa sitting where he had left her. He walked to her room and knocked on the door. There was no response. He opened the door a little to find Vanessa sobbing silently while holding Leonard’s picture to her chest. Greg put down the cup he was holding and took her in his arms. She relaxed into him. He took her face in his hands and she looked up at him with those hazel eyes sore from tears. Her pupils were enormous, deep and filled with pain. He bent his head and kissed away her tears. She closed her eyes and parted her moist lips. He couldn’t control himself anymore. His mouth was hot and open over hers, his tongue seeking the sweetness that awaited him. He swallowed each catchy breath as he took his hands slowly over hers. He kissed her deeper, longer and hungrier. Vanessa moaned softly. She melted into him. She felt dizzy and weak, and the crotch of her pants was damp. She felt the hardness of his body as he pressed against her. Her hands moved feeling those taut muscles and finally resting on his neck. Greg kissed the hollow of her throat. He unzipped her dress letting it fall to her feet. She stepped out of it. He scooped her in his arms, carried her to the bed and laid her down. He watched her as he undressed. Vanessa's heart fluttered. She watched him take his clothes off revealing his god-carved body. She glanced down at his sex area and gasped. He was huge. This was her first time seeing a full-grown man's sex.

Greg's mouth found hers again. He undid the catch of her bra revealing two well-carved breasts. His mouth fastened on the rounded swell of her breast, shooting urgent sensations through her sensitised nerve ends. He kissed in-between her breasts, her soft belly, her thighs and her mouth again as he slid off her pants. His hands moved to her inner, slowly fingering her sex. Vanessa moaned with pleasure. He watched her eyes fly open and saw the hazel eyes go glassy and blind in speechless arousal. Greg’s sex throbbed with urgency. He guided her hand to his sex which was stiff and ready. He saw the surprise in her eyes as she stroked him. Her soft delicate hand caressing his sex like it meant the whole world to her. He tried to hold back as precum dripped from his sex. He kissed her with hunger as he slowly guided his sex to the entrance of her haven, brushing her entrance with his sex. He penetrated her so slowly. He wanted her to enjoy every second. Vanessa felt an initial quick, sharp pain for a few seconds then pleasure as Greg took her on a journey into ecstasy.