Chapter 31: Chapter 31

Chapter 31

ASH

The warmth coming from Hazel eyes' body is giving me several ideas.

All of them include thrusting my cock inside her pussy.

I laugh when she tightens her hold on me and scoots even closer when I deliberately enter a bump. Her scent envelopes my nostrils - that strawberry and coconut smell that messes with my brain. I never knew she had it in her to confront me about taking another woman to my place.

Initially, it amused me, but when Linda had begun acting all possessive, I got pissed off and told her to get lost. Either way, I'd have told her to leave. Even though Alicia isn't a virgin, her pussy walls are tight as fuck, and the noises she makes, like a kitten, whenever I'm thrusting inside her makes me lose myself every time.

I've got a surprise in store for her, I just hope she'll be into it.

After asking her which she would prefer amongst movies, fishing, and the beach, she chose the beach. A perfect choice seeing as I don't like crowds. It's kind of ironic because I've got a nightclub, but I try as much as possible to stay away from the main floor where people are.

Even though I'm not a movie person, I still have a cinema room in the house with a big screen TV and the latest released films. Hazel eyes hasn't yet seen it because every time she comes over, all we do is fuck. I try, I really do try, but those wide hazel eyes and pouty lips get to me all the time. Don't even get me started on that soft pearly skin of hers and her perky bum.

I veer off onto the dirt road that leads to Port Novo, and just in time too as my mind had completely gone into the gutter with her pressed up against me so tightly. I drive onto the bumpy road for a bit before the smell of the sea filters into my nostrils. I breathe in deeply, feeling happier than I have been in a while. The white sand comes into view first, and then the clear

blueish-green sea follows with the crashing of waves against the banks. Behind me, Hazel eyes gasps as her hands loosen around my waist.

Just as I expect, the beach is empty and quiet. I drive towards the tiny chalets set a distance away from the sea and park at a corner. Two women come out of one of them wearing grey and white skirts, and white blouses and practiced smiles. I come down and remove the helmet from Hazel eyes' head before helping her down as well, then I lace my hand in hers as we walk towards them.

"Welcome to Carbon Beach," one of them says as we come to a standstill in front of them. We have so much in store for you. There are belly dancers, sc-"

I put up a hand to stop her rant. "Is the room ready?"

Her smile falters and she nods. "Yes, it is."

From the corner of my eyes, Alicia gives me a questioning look, but I ignore it. With her hand still firmly in mine, we follow the woman to one of the chalets. She opens it with a key which she produces from her pocket, and Hazel eyes and I step inside. She's about to step inside when I block her with a shake of my head. "Thanks, but I'll take it from here."

I see the hesitation in her eyes, but after a few seconds, she pastes on a smile once again. "Enjoy your stay, and when you're ready to come out, brunch will be served in front of the-"

I shut the door in her face and turn. "Finally! I thought she'd never shut up."

Hazel eyes forehead is puckered with a frown and her beautiful eyes are squinted as she stares at me coldly. "That was very rude of you, Ash, you should apologize to her."

"I will . . . after I do this."I draw her to me and untie the strap of her dress, revealing her upper body. "What's this?" I point at the cotton swab covering her nipples. She's suddenly shy and turns away but I walk round and face her. "Don't get all shy with me now, Hazel eyes, I love looking at every part of you so don't hide them from me."

"I just wanted to cover them up so people won't stare at them, you know." She says in a small voice.

"The only person who's gonna be looking at them is me." I gently remove the cotton buds from her nipples and take one into my mouth.

I've been dreaming of doing this since on the bike. My cock is getting excited at the prospect of getting some action, but it'll have to wait. . . for now. I remove her dress completely until she's standing naked in front of me wearing only her panties. I remove that as well and carry her to the bed.

"Part your legs for me, kitten, so I can really taste you."

She does so without hesitation and I immediately dip my head and go straight for her clit which is already swollen with desire. I hear her moan as my mouth makes contact with her warm flesh. Fuck! I missed the scent of her. I push a tongue inside her and she bucks beneath me. Her hips begin to rock back and forth driving my tongue deeper. She rides my tongue with abandon and I allow her chase her pleasure, to take it.

I watch as she looks at me with half-closed lids. All her shyness and embarrassment have totally evaporated. I smirk against her clit and take a long lick of it before cupping it with my mouth. She jerks as if she's been shocked and releases a low moan. Everything about her makes me react, makes my body long for something impossible, for something foreign and inexplicable.

I've always been in control but I can't control this feeling in me. I reach between us and rub her clit then push up and latch onto her nipple, sucking and nipping before I make my way back to between her legs. I feel her tensing and I know she's close when soft pants escape her lips. Seconds later, she cries out my name loudly making my chest swell with pride.

I continue stroking her clit with my tongue as she comes down from her high. I tongue my way up her body but stop when I reach her breasts. I cup one of them, stifling a groan as her nipple pebbles even more against my palms. Her eyes flutter and her body imperceptibly shifts into my touch. I feel a shiver race through her body but I know she's not cold. I rub my thumb across her sensitive nipples then lower my tongue to capture one of them between my lips.

She releases a soft moan, which is all the encouragement I need. My tongue circles her nub as my hands travel down her sides to cup her firm perky ass. Her muscles constrict under my palm. "Fuck! I missed your taste."

I resume my teasing of her breasts. When she becomes restless, I allow my lips to discover her ribs and then her belly button. The heady scent of her arousal reaches my nose and what little blood had remained in my brain now descends into my pants as well. I need to be inside her, I need to remind myself that Alicia Jackson is mine, from her perfectly painted toes to her coal-black crown.

But first. . . I need to make her cum once again.

I hitch one of her legs on my shoulder and dive back in between her legs. I tongue her fast, growing impatient. Her moans pick up, her nails digging into my skin as she grips my biceps almost desperately. As I circle her clit, I dip two fingers inside her, stifling a groan at how tightly her walls grip me. Everything fades to the background as I bury my head in between her thighs and lose myself in her heat and taste.

Her fingers rake through my hair and she moans in the most beautiful way. She arch's up and I give her clit a sharp tug sending her over. I don't waste time anymore as I stand and remove my clothes in a hurry. My cock already has a heartbeat of its own. It stands proudly. Hazel eyes sits up and kneels beside me. I watch as she curls her hand around my shaft before giving me a coy look as she tosses her long hair over one elegant shoulder.

I don't expect this as she bends and takes me into her mouth making me nearly burst from the pleasure. Sometimes her teeth graze my cock or she has trouble coordinating her hand-to-mouth movement. It reminds me that this is her second time doing this. The first time was with me, and that makes every sloppiness so much sexier than I ever think it can be.

"Stop!" I growl and grip her shoulders, gently pushing her back. "I want to be inside you."

She looks at me with eyelids that are slightly closed as I line my cock against her pussy lips. I push in slowly and watch as her eyes close and she moans out my name. Her lips open wider and her tongue slides unto her upper lip. She exhales as she takes more of me in.

Her eyes open once again and latch onto mine. I can see it now. Trust and love in her eyes. I'm not sure what it is she sees or loves me for, but my chest tightens, and my heart, which had remained dead to love, wells with fucking emotion.

Fuck! It's painful, but it's the best I've ever felt.

I wrap my arms around her, bringing us closer, needing her fucking closer because only she fills the hole in my heart. Only she can look into the black abyss that is my soul and find something lovable in it. My throat becomes tight but I force out the words I've been meaning to say for days. "I fucking love you."

Her eyes widen and I fucking pull myself together and thrust into her again.

"You do?" She whispers.

"I do with my heart I thought was fucking dead to love. With every fucking fiber of my being."

She gasps as I angle my thrusts higher but her eyes still show incomprehension, like she can't believe the words I just uttered. She lifts on her elbows and clasps my neck, drawing me closer. "I fell in love with you before you did, and I'd probably always love you because you're my first love."

I cover her mouth with mine and begin kissing her fiercely. Wasting no time, I resume thrusting hard, hitting her g-spot over and over again until I feel her shattering around me. My release isn't far behind as I groan and cum inside her. We lay spent in the arms of each other until her stomach rumbles. I know I'm a selfish bastard, but not so selfish that I want to starve my woman.

Laughing, we take a bath together which turns into another love-making session with me taking her from behind.

We eventually come out and don the terry robes left on the chairs before sauntering out. A spread of Italian seafood waits for us, buffet-style, on a table close to the seashore. Hazel eyes is pleasantly surprised and loves it. I make sure to feed her and lick up some stray food at the corner of her lips. Once we've had our fill, we snuggle up in each other's arms and watch as belly dancers twist their hips rhythmically to the beats of a drum. Next, we ride on scooters around the beach, chasing each other and laughing with abandon.

By the time I drop her off and make my way home, I'm smiling like it's going out of fashion.

I'm beat as I lay down, rehashing my time with hazel eyes. The buzzing of my phone snatches my mind back to the present. When I check it, I don't recognize the number, but I pick it up anyway.

"Boss, it's me, Tanya. I can't talk for long, but I'll only tell you one name and I hope it rings a bell. Maxim! This is his number I'm calling you with. I'll be sending more info in the days to come."

And the call ends.

I let out a loud bark of laughter.

She did it. She fucking did it.

She's with Maxim, the second brother after Igor.

Maxim Ivanov.