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“Do you want to go back to the house?” Aldie asked.
“No, not yet.” I hadn’t eaten and the alcohol had gone to my head. I felt relaxed and floaty.
As the sun disappeared and darkness fell around us, staff came down to the beach to light the lamps around our cabana. They brought blankets with them.
Aldie and I snuggled up together. It was strange and beautiful. I had never experienced such a thing in my life.
I fell asleep to the peaceful ambience of the ocean. I was awakened by a noise and distant laughter in the air. Aldie was holding a lantern and walking away. I wanted to call out to her.
“It’s okay. She’ll be fine the guards will look out for her,” Levan said from next to me.
As usual, a deep emotion trickled into my chest at the mere sight of him. In the golden light of the lamps, he looked dark and mysterious, like the hero of a Victorian novel. The way I had always imagined Heathcliff would look.
My heart lurched, and I instantly rose to my elbows. “Were you watching me sleep?”
“No such luck. I just got here.”
I avoided his eyes, as the reminder of my eavesdropping that afternoon returned to haunt me. I wondered if Maxim had told him about it. Before I could stop myself, I leaned forward. Tilting my head, I captured his lips in mine and gave him a soft, lingering kiss.
When I pulled away, I found his eyes gleaming at me.
“Don’t start what you don’t intend to finish.”
I was suddenly open to the challenge. When apart, I thought of everything that was wrong with us, but when he was with me, it became hard to breathe and none of those problems were enough to tear us away from each other. “Well, I am willing to finish anything you want me to,” I whispered breathlessly.
He rose to his knees, and his white linen shirt billowed in the salt tinged breeze. He jumped off the bed and in one smooth movement, had picked me up and thrown me squealing in protest over his shoulder. We were on our way back to the house.
“No!” I cried. “I want you to take me on the beach.”
“Not tonight, sweetheart,” he replied. “The cabana isn’t set up for privacy and this is my father’s abode after all. I’ll get them to set up a more solid structure tomorrow for you.”
Even when we got to the house, he refused to put me down, but luckily no guards were in sight to embarrass me. Up those amazing stairs he carried me, not in his arms like a princess, but like a sack of potatoes on his shoulder. In his room, he deposited me on a huge bed. There was an open balcony with a view of the ocean. He shrugged his shirt off his shoulders.
I had decided on the beach to take it one day at a time, and I put that decision to good use. From now on, I wouldn’t spoil a minute of what we had with worrying uselessly about the future. I’d gone to the beach in the T-shirt I had flown in with from New York, so I mirrored his action and pulled it over my head. My bra soon followed and I was on my knees on the bed, my full swollen breasts in my hands as I gazed sultrily at him.
“I love you, Bianca,” he suddenly said to me.
For a moment, the wind was knocked out of me.
Then the tears came.
Rising to my feet, I dove for this man who meant so much to me and buried my face in his neck. “I love you too, Levan,” I choked, breathless at the torrent of emotion that coursed through me. I was filled with gratitude, awe, love, disbelief at my good fortune, and a dizzying excitement at that treasure of a man I could now call mine.
He held on tightly to me when he let himself fall to the bed. Smoothly, he rolled me on to my back and took my breast in his mouth. I didn’t even realize he had undressed. All of a sudden, his cock was sliding into me.
I now realized that first entrance, when the walls of my sex expanded to receive his girth, would always floor me.
“Hmmm,” he groaned at my tightness. Then he found his rhythm inside me.
I met him, thrust for thrust, breath for breath, heart for heart. It was slow and delicious as I shuddered from pure bliss.
“I fucking love you, Bianca Russet,” he breathed. Then he came, accompanied with an almost agonizing groan as he spilled his seed deep inside of me.
I cried and bit down on his shoulder to muffle it all. “I love you. I love you. I love you,” I cried again and again.
Our intimacy had stripped me bare of all I was and made me completely willing to submit whole heartedly to this man. To have our hearts as one, in such a way that I didn’t know where he stopped and I began. And somewhere deep in me, I wanted his seed to grow inside me. I think I’d always wanted that. It was why I’d never asked for a condom with him. He was the man I’d been waiting all my life for.
