Page 39 of The Guardian

“I was just envisioning the perfect dream in my head. You, naked under the warm water of a shower, moaning for me and looking sexy as hell,” he quipped. “So, I intend to make that into a reality.”

I laughed.

He carried me into the bathroom and set me down on the long counter with two sinks. I glanced around at the gold faucets and the huge wall length mirror. My cheeks flushed at all my naked skin glaring back at me from that mirror. This reflection caught me unawares and I wasn’t used to being nude with someone but somehow, I ceased to really care. With him, it just felt natural. I watched him as he moved around in the open shower. If you could call it that. This was a room sized shower, maybe like a steam room instead. Larger than some people’s bedrooms. I had seen some luxurious places in my life but not like this house had. If it were possible this whole mansion was beyond luxury. Mr. Mancini must have told the designers or plumbers, ‘Build me the Shangri-la of bathrooms. Everything spacious, gold trimmed, and over the top.’

Henry turned the water on and came back over to scoop me up as he promised in a rumbling whisper, “I shall have you screaming my name.”

I shivered at his sexy vow.

Setting me down on the long bench in Shower-la as I now thought of it, he turned to grab a loofah. Lathering it up with body wash – one of the five on the shelf – he started at my neck then lowered it down along my breasts, belly, and thighs. He knelt and raised each foot to place a kiss on my toes then he washed my feet as well.

I giggled. I loved everything he did, I loved the way he smiled and seemed so enraptured by me. No one had ever done this for me before. With Henry, I experienced many firsts.’

Next, he started playing with my body, gently tweaking my nipples, grazing my skin with light kisses and caressing me in all the right ways.

I got wetter and felt like I was on fire. I wanted him, needed him and I started to believe I would be addicted to him if he kept this up.

Grabbing me suddenly, Henry turned and sat down on the bench with me on his lap.

I wondered what he planned on doing next. This man had already surprised me like no other ever had. Grasping my waist and raising me up, he positioned himself and entered me. I gripped his shoulders and took a gasping breath. He fit me so tightly that I moaned. I admit I wasn’t used to being with a man but I could get used to this. He then began to thrust into me, deep and hard. I could barely catch my breath. This was like nothing I ever dreamed a man could do. Yes, he’d waited to do this but now that he was inside me, he wasted no time. He pumped into me wildly and went so deep that all I could do was hang onto his shoulders. I even think my eyes rolled in my head.

Unexpectedly, he pulled out of me, then stated, “I want you in so many ways.” Turning me around, he grasped my ass cheeks, squeezing them as he spread my thighs and entered me from behind. A swift upward thrust. Again, he took my breath from me as he reached around and grabbed each breast to squeeze them while he delved into me.

I felt totally lost now. He put me into a state of pure euphoria. I climaxed immediately and I did just as he’d promised, I screamed his name. Shuddering with erotic pleasure, my legs went to jelly. I wobbled a bit and dipped forward.

Catching me in mid fall, he murmured to my ear, “Uh-uh, uh-uh. I’m not done with you yet.”

I could not really speak but I asked in my head, ‘What else could he do to me?’

It seemed he had plenty of ideas. Kneeling to part my folds, he placed his hot mouth over my still throbbing clit. He held my thighs open to keep me steady as he sucked on me.

Stunned, I drew in a breath of surprise, he’d done this earlier but, in this position, it was even more seductive. My mind shut down as he built me up all over again. “P-please…” I begged, although I had no idea what I pleaded for.

He just kept at it, laving me and suckling on me. Reaching up with his other hand, he grasped one of my ass cheeks, squeezing it firmly.

“Ohhh, H-Henry,” I cried his name out a second time as I leaned my head back and came hard. I then paused to catch my breath and attempted to slow my pulse before I blinked my eyes to focus on him.

Licking his lips, he rose up as he held my body in a supportive grasp. “Did you know that you are mine, Maya Angel? If not, you need to believe that now.” He tugged me up against his hard warm body from behind and raised one thigh to slip his cock into me. Then he moved inside me slowly like he had all night to enjoy this. After another few minutes of this hot sensuous sliding, he finally came.

The warmth of his hot seed along with his guttural growl in my ear had me orgasming all over again.

After he sat back down on the bench with me, he held me close for a few quiet minutes as the steam built up around us. “Just remember, I will be your guardian from now on. You are too precious to lose.”

I couldn’t seem to reply. He showed devotion and such reverence to me. But I truly didn’t understand how he could do so when he barely knew me. However, it occurred to me that he just got to know me very well and intensively in the last twelve hours or so. I gave him a lazy grin as I was like a rag doll. Just limp and happy. I do not think I remembered ever feeling quite like this.

He then proceeded to gently wash my hair. “All this jet-black silk,” he commented as he then rinsed the shampoo out. “And I assume you will need some of this,” he commented while lathering in the conditioner. After a moment of massaging my scalp, he gently rinsed it out as well.

Finally, he shut the water off and joked about the large shower room, “We shall leave this huge coliseum of wet warmth. But we will return someday.” He laughed as he grabbed a large fluffy towel, then carried me to the bed and gently rubbed me down with it.

I couldn’t move at all. Apparently, my body had just given up attempting to be normal and I suddenly smiled. I remembered a book I read once with a line that fit this feeling, ‘Rode hard and put away wet.’ I let out a funny sound that should have been a laugh but it sounded like a baby piglet snort.

He chuckled as he seemed to understand that I was attempting to laugh. Whispering to my ear, he said, “Now, I will hold you and sleep beside you, sweet Maya.”

I couldn’t reply as I had hit my limit of energy. But I did want this man to wrap me up in his warmth and hold me. For the last several years, I sure could have used such comfort. Seems I had that now. He announced that he was now my guardian. I never saw this coming, the day they showed up in the slums of Catemaco looking for the twins.

My mother used to say that my father had been like the sun rising above all the clouds in her life. How true, Mama. How true. A satisfied smile slipped over my lips as my eyes dropped closed and I gave into sleep.

Chapter Thirteen: Teddy Bear