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“Thank you Mr. King I am glad it is to your satisfaction. Now is there anything else you need for this evening?” she asks.
“No thank you Penny, that will be all for tonight,” I say with a nod.
“Ok dear, good luck, just be yourself.” Penny gives me a warm smile which I return with a frown. Penny, like George are family to me. They are both very professional towards me but sometimes they show their feelings. This is the first time she has commented on an encounter with a lady friend though; does she know something I don’t? I just hope Bella likes it.
I return to the kitchen and Bella is all set up. I take a seat in the bar stool she has lowered and let her work her magic. Bella chatters away while she works and her voice instantly relaxes me. She’s so close I just want to reach out and touch her but I don’t. Her scent does things to my body. I feel my manhood twitch in response to her fingers moving through my hair and tickling my ears. Once she’s finished, she stands in front of me to “check the balance as she has no mirror”- or that is her excuse anyway. I open my legs wider so she can get closer, she bends slightly so we are eye to eye. I can feel her breath on my face, I’m fighting so hard not to reach out and pull her those extra few inches.
I help Bella clear up and pack away her things. She is still chatting away, telling me all about her day and the eccentric clients she’s had this week. She has so much expression when she speaks. Her stories could be the most boring in the world but told by Bella, you are enthralled in every word. I invite Bella into the dining room. I enter first, so I can see her expression as she walks in. She doesn’t disappoint. I knew she would appreciate this. Other women I have dated wouldn’t have batted an eyelid but Bella appreciates things and I love that about her.
“Oh my, Damien this is beautiful, do you have guests coming?” she exclaims.
“Only you,” I reply.
“There’s so much food, this can’t possibly be for just us?” Bella looks panicked. I hope this hasn’t backfired. I just want her to relax and enjoy the evening.
“I wasn’t sure what your tastes were, so I’ve ordered one of everything off the menu. But don’t worry, once we’ve finished, I’ll have the rest sent down to the security team room. They’ll be happy to finish the rest - I’m sure.” Bella seems to relax a little. “Now what do you fancy Bella?” Me I hoped.
Bella chooses the sea scallops to start and a seafood pasta for her main course. We sit facing each other and I more than enjoy the view. Bella is really relishing her food; her expressions and the little noises she makes in appreciation have me painfully aroused. I like the fact she feels comfortable enough to eat in front of me. Most women I’ve dated order tiny salads and push them around their plate.
“So, Bella, why have you moved to London?” I ask.
Bella’s face lights up as she speaks about hairdressing. You can tell it isn’t just a job to her, it’s her passion. She explains how where she used to live there weren’t many opportunities for her to advance in her career and her dream was to work in the fashion industry. Bella speaks about her hometown and how different it was there compared to the fast pace of London city. She talks of her parents and friends she had left behind but I get the feeling she is leaving something out.
“Any boyfriends I should know about?” I ask. As soon as the words leave my mouth, Bella’s head sinks slightly, she looks down at her food and the beautiful smile and sparkle in her eye is replaced with a sad, hurt expression. The sight of this makes my blood boil and I instantly want to hurt the person that has put that look on her face.
“No boyfriend,” she says, “just a crazy ex, but that’s a story for another day.” She forces a laugh, and I don’t push any more than that because I want to see the return of her smile. I would be getting to the bottom of that hurt expression though, and I’d do my best to eradicate the reason. Crazy ex- I will find out about him.
We finish our dinner and I want to be closer to Bella. The table between us suddenly feels extremely large and obstructive.
“Shall we go into the sitting room Bella?” I ask hopefully.
Chapter 7
Bella
“Are you sure I’m not keeping you from something Damien?” I ask as we enter the sitting room. Damien’s apartment is magnificent. I have never seen anything like it. I am overwhelmed with the whole situation. The dining room, the décor, the flowers, the candles, all that delicious food, I can’t quite believe he has done all that for me. I am sure he has been expecting guests which have cancelled at the last minute. Surely, he wouldn’t have gone to all that trouble and expense for me?
When Damien said he would arrange some food for the evening as I was cutting his hair, I assumed it would be a takeout pizza or similar and then maybe a drink or two. I thought I would have to do a little flirting to let him know I was still interested. I am not sure if he is anymore. But maybe he is. He seems to be making a lot of effort.
“All you are keeping me from is a lonely night in front of the telly, I am really enjoying your company, Bella.” The way Damien says my name sends prickles down my back and flutters in my stomach. He opens another bottle of wine and fills up my glass.
A lady called Penny and a man called George come into the apartment and take all the food down to the security team. I am glad it isn’t going to waste, we hardly made a dint it the spread, even though I am feeling rather stuffed. Penny and George are a really friendly couple. They speak perfect Queen’s English and although they obviously work for Damien, I can tell they think a lot of him.
I’m starting to feel a little tipsy, we have talked, laughed and flirted for what feels like hours. I decide I have had enough wine for the evening and ask for some water. I follow Damien into the kitchen. He gets me a bottle from the fridge and pours it into a glass. I watch his every move. How does he make pouring a drink so sexy, so seductive? As he hands me the glass, he puts his arm around my waist and pulls me towards him. Damien lightly touches my cheek and tucks some loose hair behind my ear.
“Bella, you really are the true meaning of the word.” His eyes stare into mine- they then drop to my lips and before I know it, his firm but ever so soft lips are on mine. He pushes my lips open with his and we begin to explore each other’s mouths with our tongues. Damien kisses me with so much passion. I have never felt aroused from kissing, but this is a whole new experience. My knees begin to buckle, and he takes my weight. With one effortless sweep, I am lifted and on the kitchen island. The cold of the marble on my thighs and bum just add to the sensation that is going on between my legs. Damien nudges my legs open with his hips and stands in between them. With me sitting on the island our eyes are now level.
Damien cups my face in his hands, he looks deep into my eyes and says, “From the very first moment I laid eyes on you Bella I wanted to kiss you,” he begins kissing my cheek moving towards my ear, “to touch you.”
His kisses trail down my neck, my back arches at the tingles he sends down my body. One of his hands holds the back of my head, he gently massages the nape of my neck. The other hand massages my thigh, moving upwards towards the heat that throbs in between them. I let out an uncontrollable gasp as he reaches my swollen area that has now made my panties damp. Damien’s mouth moves back to mine, he gives me the deepest, hungriest kiss I have ever experienced.
“Lie back. Let me take care of you.” He instructs, his voice is firm and commanding. I like it. I do as he asks. He pulls my panties to the side and his lips are suddenly on my swollen, sensitive area. I jump a little at the sensation; this isn’t something I am used to but I have a feeling I’m going to enjoy it.
Damien works on my sensitive nerves with his tongue, round and round, up and down with the perfect amount of pressure. He then enters me with his fingers, curling them, searching to find that perfect spot and gosh does he find it! Stroking and rubbing, he works his hands and his mouth methodically together. The feeling is something I have never experienced before. The heat and desire are over whelming, and I am soon seeing stars.
“Oh my God Damien!” I gasp, my back arching. He continues until my orgasm subsides. I am so sensitive I pull him up to meet my lips. I can taste myself on his lips and it is the hottest thing I have ever experienced in my life. Damien King has just ruined me for all other men.
Damien sits me up and we just hold each other until our breathing returns to a normal pace. I look into Damien eyes, holding his head pressing my forehead against his. With anyone else I would have felt very self-conscious after what we had just done, but Damien makes me feel comfortable and safe.
