"Ciao, Maximus, I see the danger has passed."
"Affirmative."
"Must have been one helluva show." He says as he drops my bra and sweater on top of my head.
"It was," Aurei tells him, making me giggle.
I hear Antonio’s voice leaving. "I’ll be in the car waiting."
Aurei laughs as I withdraw my nose and push my arms up between us to grab my bra. "You put on an excellent improv show, Sexy Thang."
I laugh with him. "It’s what I do!"
He hooks my bra for me, then leans back and helps me with my shirt. "I should be angry with you."
"But you aren’t."
"No, but I should be. Don’t do it again. I would have killed them if they had tried anything."
"That’s the only reason it worked. They sensed the odds shifted in your favor. The fight in the dog was bigger than they wanted."
He puts his arm around me and leads me towards Antonio’s car. "You are truly an interesting find."
"And don’t forget full of sexy surprises."
"That’s an understatement." He draws me up tight and kisses the top of my head. "What am I going to do with you?"
"Umm. I can think of so many things!"
"Come on. I need a cold shower and food before we go out." He opens the car door for me.
I slide in the back of a black Ferrari FF. Gorgeous. "Thanks for coming to our rescue, Antonio."
"There was nothing to rescue you from. The street was empty when I arrived."
"I guess we could have taken the bus after all, but then I wouldn’t have an opportunity to ride in this exquisite car. You have excellent taste."
"Ummhmm." He says as Aurei climbs in the front next to him, leaving me alone in the back.
Before they can speak to each other, I say. "Look Aurei. Antonio brought the 'get away' car!"
Aurei chuckles and turns to look back at me. I wink at him and ask Antonio. "I know this bad boy will get out of here really quick. Can we pretend we are fleeing? Please!" I stick my head between the bucket front seats and wait.
He glances at Aurei, who nods, then he stomps the gas. The car leaps, literally leaving my stomach behind. I squeal with delight! "Weeeee! Fucking A! This is fly! How fast? How quick?" I ask as I settle into the cushy seat.
"She will leap to 100 kph in 3.7 seconds and she’ll scream to a top speed of 338 kph."
Aurei says, "That’s 62 mph from a dead stop in just 3.7 seconds, and 208 mph screaming top end."
"Whoot! Whoot! Can we take her out of the city and stretch her out?"
Antonio glances at Aurei. "I’d love to boss, but Gio is waiting for me."
"Ah! Bummer. Maybe another time. This girl is gorgeous." I run my hand over the soft leather. "Apologize to Gio for our interruption too."
Aurei smiles at me and they exchange a look, but they begin to discuss the gang issues in the city while Antonio drives back to the Hotel. When he parks, he hands the keys to Aurei. "Ciao, Siri. See you later tonight."
"Fantastic! Where are we going?"
"Ha!" He looks at Aurei. "I’m not telling!"
"That’s a good man, right there." Aurei winks at me. They both get out and my good man opens my door.
"Is midnight still good?" Antonio asks as he backs away.
"Yes, see you then." Aurei answers and Antonio throws up his hand in acknowledgment. Aurei reaches in to get me. "Come on, Sweet Thang. Let’s go eat, get your surprise, then I’ll drive you around in my car as fast as you want to go before we meet Yanni and Antonio."
"Oo La La! This hot car is yours? I should have known. It suits your Maximus persona." I tease him as we walk into the Hotel.
The doorman opens the Hotel door for us and I pass through then wait for Aurei who gives him the car key for valet parking. "Wicked fly wheels, Sugar Bare. Truly wicked fly wheels!"
Chapter Twenty-Seven
In Michael’s, we sit at a cozy table in the corner. Candles offer a dim, romantic light as the sun sets. Aurei orders us both Veal Parmesan and Lambrusco wine. When the waitress brings the bottle, he waves her away and pours it. "Now that I know you better, and all the contortions your body can perform, I’m really looking forward to enjoying the Publix bottle of Merlot with you back in Alabama."
I grin at him. "I’ve got real plans for sharing that bottle. I assure you it will be unlike anything you have every enjoyed before."
He raises his glass to toast, "Here’s to Wright."
I clink it, "Here’s to Moore."
Our eyes twinkle over the rims at each other and when he sets his glass down, he slides his open hand across to me. I lay mine in it and he strokes it with his thumb. "Speaking of Alabama, tell me about your house and the plans you have for the farm." He fills me in on the physical aspects of the house and the progress of the new construction. "I have an architect and a designer you can speak to about it when we return." He tells me matter-of-factly, making me smile.
He has accepted me into his life without reservation or concern. I shake my head and grin at him as I take another sip of my wine.
"What?" He asks. "I just assumed you would want to be a part of the house too. You seemed so excited about helping with the apartment here. Was I wrong?"
"No. You weren’t wrong. I would love to be a part of it. I’m just truly blown away how easily you have melded me into your life."
He smiles. "I can’t imagine life without you now."
The waitress approaches with our tray of steaming food. Leaning back in our seats so she can serve us, our hands pull apart. As soon as I lose the connection, I miss it. "Me either. Life is pretty fucking amazing right now." When she sets the food down, we begin to eat, enjoying our meal, quietly chitchatting. I ask questions about the house. He tells me about his original design concepts, including the landscaping which has a small heliport with a hanger for his chopper.
"Crucial!" My eyes light up. "You did promise to take me for a flight."
He grins. "We are going to do a lot of soaring."
He talks about his plans to buy a new Bell 429WLG Helicopter with all the bells and whistles. His eyes shine and his speech is animated while he talks about it. I’m clueless so I don’t ask a lot of questions other than the obvious. How fast will it fly? How long on a tank of gas? How many people will it hold? When I ask what color, he laughs and says. "The base is black, but the body is Laguna Blue Pearl. You’ll like it." He nods at me and I know he is thinking of my Black & Blue Baby. "I’ll show you a pic when we finish eating."
I grin. "Can we name it?"
He chuckles. "Of course. What shall we call it?"
"I don’t know yet. Let me get back to you on that."
Aurei looks around the room occasionally, observing the people coming in and out. When we are finished eating, he takes his phone out and pulls up a pic of the helicopter. We lean over the table and he shows it to me.
"It’s dope!"
"It’s pretty awesome!" He looks up and smiles at someone. I turn to see who it is. Henry is almost to the table.
"Good evening, fellow Americans! I wanted to ask how was your Veal Parmesan, and if you enjoyed it?"
"Excellent and yes." I answer first, then look to Aurei.
"Yes. It was very good, Henry. It had a slight bite to it. You put your own twist in the sauce?"
"Yes. It’s a new twist I’ve just added. I’m thinking of making it a signature dish."
"It was very good." I assure him.
"Thank you. Have you been enjoying the sights?"
"Yes. We went sightseeing today." I give him a brief overview of what we saw. My eyes twinkle at Aurei’s. He grins. We are both thinking about the extra exploring we did.
Henry smiles. "Have you visited the Trevi Fountain yet and thrown in a coin?"
"No. Not yet." Aurei answers.
"I don’t think I’m going to need to toss one to make me return to Rome. I think he has that wrapped up." I wink at Henry and he chuckles then nods toward Aurei.
"But
you will make sure she does, won’t you?"
Aurei laughs with him. "Affirmative. I’m taking no chances."
Henry offers. "I wouldn’t either, Bro. May I interest you fine folks in some dessert? I make a mean Bananas Foster and it rarely gets eaten. Help a guy out and let me promote it to the rest of my guests, will you? There is a Food Critic sitting across from you."
"Sure thing." I twinkle at him, then give Aurei a sexy, seductive look. "I like bananas almost as much as sausage." I slip off my shoe and place my foot in his lap. His face is priceless.
Henry laughs, shaking his head and returns to the kitchen. "T.M.I. Girl!"
Aurei’s eyes pierce me, as I start flexing my toes. "Wild Thang, are you going to seduce me with your banana eating?"
"You do know how HOT Bananas Foster is, don’t you?"
"Yes. I do." His eyes stare into mine.
Oh, his gorgeous green eyes. I slide my hand across to him and he takes it, bringing it to his lips. My foot slides off his hard cock. He kisses and nibbles the edges of the tips of my fingers. Joyous sparks of electric pleasure shoot to the tips of my tits, my clit and my toes. I tingle everywhere. I smile at him amazed by how strong our physical connection is.
Henry reappears out of the kitchen with his protégé in tow. We laugh and totally enjoy his flair for the dramatics as he puts on quite a show. When he lights the dessert, the smell feels the dining area as he lifts it high then drops it down and sets it between us. He winks and says. "Thank you very much. Enjoy!" He turns and begins speaking to each patron as he returns to the kitchen. Our waitress serves us each a helping from the dish.
"Gawd, this smells delish!" I tell Aurei as I pick my spoon up to take a bite. "I should tell Bart to add this to his menu. Between the banana, the flame and the vanilla ice cream, I’m sure he could add enough sexual connotation to call it something spectacular."
Aurei offers as he picks up his spoon. "Let’s see. How about Donkey Dick Delight?"
I bust out laughing! His eyes crinkle at me as he takes a bite. "I was thinking something more in line of Burn, Baby, Burn, or Flamin' Hot Rod, but I like yours better." I open my mouth and slowly bring the spoon to it.
He grins. "I see ya working it."
I bust out laughing again. "I’m gonna work you over real good in the room."
He laughs. "No, you are not. I’ve got plans for you first, but I’ll def take a raincheck."
"How many is that now?" I ask giggling.
"I’ve lost count. I want you indebted to me for a long time though."
I laugh. "I hear ya."
When we finish, Aurei puts his napkin in his plate and says. "Stay." He stands and comes to my chair as I wipe my mouth and place my napkin in my plate too. He takes my hand as he pulls the chair back. It’s happy to be reconnected to him.
As we walk out, an older gentleman calls out to Aurei and waves at us. "Maximus! Ah...." He leaves his table to join us. They shake hands, and exchange pleasantries, but Aurei doesn’t introduce me and I’m guessing by his lack of enthusiasm that the old man isn’t important. He walks out with us and in the lobby, he stops before the door, but keeps talking. Aurei is forced to stop too or appear rude by walking off. I try to keep going, but Aurei pulls me to him, then puts his arm around me possessively. The older man’s eyebrows raise. He eyes me with new interest, but Aurei doesn’t seem to notice and still doesn’t introduce us. As I stand quietly thinking about the surprise upstairs and our date tonight, I start to fidget. Aurei’s fingers pull my hair and I stop.
Ding! Ding! Ding! Bells sound in my pocket. Their conversation halts and they both turn to look at me. It’s my tone for Brutus. His is the only one not associated with a song. His insistence, not my choice. I would have chosen "Bad, Bad Leroy Brown" and I think of it anyway whenever he calls, which isn’t very often, but always makes me smile. His irrefutable logic was if he needed to get in touch with me, I needed to know. His calls were too important to miss so bells go off when it’s him. I let go of Aurei’s hand to pull it out and tell him. "It’s Brutus." I step a few steps away and I feel their eyes locking on to me.
*Ruth in psychic rehab, temp lock down. All clear. Going back to Vegas.*
*Thank you, my friend.*
*NP. Be safe. Text your departure.*
*Yes sir! Love you!*
*Yep.* I grin. Brutus keeps it strictly business, but I know he loves me too. I look up to see Franco waving to me. Glancing over my shoulder, I point to him so Aurei knows where I’m headed and walk across the lobby. Knowing Aurei’s eyes are glued to me, I can’t resist strutting my stuff. I roll my hips knowing he will not see this black mini-skirt but see my heartbeat from my Black and Blue Baby.
When I arrive, Franco proudly sets a large jar of Skippy peanut butter on the counter.
"Ah! You found it!" I exclaim. "Thank you so much!"
"I did. You are welcome." He beams at me. "Henry told me where to purchase it and on his recommendation I bought myself one too. It’s quiet good!"
"Yes it is!"
"We Italians eat Nutella, which is also very good. Are you familiar with it?"
"Yes I am. I like it too. It has a sweeter taste. You can mix the two together for an excellent snack. Try dipping apples in it." He looks over my shoulder and smiles as I reach for it. "You’ll need to get Henry to fix.... Excuse me. I mean, make you a peanut butter and jelly sandwich. Have him toast it. It’s delicious!"
"I will."
When I turn, I see the older man standing in the middle of the open door, watching, as Aurei comes across the lobby floor to me. "Thanks again. Franco!" I tell him as I walk towards my beautiful Golden God, proudly showing off my jar of peanut butter. He reaches his hand out for it and I hand it to him.
He leans down for a quick kiss. "You made my heart sing, Wild Thang, watching you strut your sexy stuff."
I pucker up as my eyes twinkle in his. "Needy?"
"Always." He lays his sweet lips on mine, gives me a quick thrill with his tongue, then he smiles. His eyes twinkle into mine.
"Good. That’s the way I always want you." I tell him as I put my arms around his neck and hold his lips captive for a few moments more. I see his thunder there and know he wants to hold it in check and I have to help him. "But laters. Promise me." I let him go and hook his arm, pulling him toward the elevator. "But first my surprise!"
Chapter Twenty-Eight
My tit rubs against him as we walk up the stairs to the elevator. I look up at him and his hooded eyes look down on me. I smile and drop my hold on him, slipping my fingers between his instead and he cinches us tight. We stand without talking in the small crowd waiting for the elevator and travel up quiet, only holding hands. Going down the hall to our room, I start to swing them thinking about the surprise.
At our door, Aurei enters the key code, then holds the handle. "Close your eyes."
"I can’t. I’m too excited." I bounce up and down, clapping my hands together really fast.
He chuckles as he slowly opens the door. "Then wait out here. I’ll be right back." His golden hand holds the door, then vanishes as the door clicks closed.
"What? What the fuck!" I murmur to myself.
A couple walks past on the way to the elevator. The man smiles at me, but the woman gives me a snooty look. I ignore them, step up to the door and knock, giggling. "Aurei! Let me in!"
He snatches the door open, and sticks his head out, grinning. "Are you ready, Sweet Thang?"
He’s so fucking cute! "Yes! Yes!" I giggle harder. He ducks back inside, then steps out with a full bouquet of long stem, red roses. "Ah! They are beautiful! Thank you!"
"You’re welcome." He hands them to me, then bends down and heaves me onto his shoulder. "Bury you pretty little nose in there and don’t peek! You’ll spoil the surprise."
As I fall down onto his back, I glance at the couple waiting for the elevator. I crinkle me nose and wink. He smiles easily and her smiles in spite of herself. He says to her, "Giovani amanti."
/> I bury my nose in the roses as we enter into the room. Aurei sets me down facing the door and holds my shoulders. I peer up at him from the flowers and he chuckles at me. "Get naked."
"Oh! I like this surprise already!" I giggle up at him as I hand him the flowers.
He takes them in one hand and wraps his other one in my hair. "No peeking."
"If I’m required to strip, I need some music. Sing for me."
His 'sexy as hell' smile slides slowly over his mouth making mine water. Instantly my Sexy Diva persona slides down my body, preparing to dance for my man. When he moves his hips, it is to a slow, throbbing beat in his head and he mesmerizes me with his thumping body. His shoulders move slightly as he steps in place. Mine responds and syncs, thumping with him. I hear him softly humming the music from his throat. "Umm. umm. umm."
That sound is sexy as hell! Swagalicious man.
He sings that I make it look like magic, he sees only me, he’s never confused, he’s used to being used. This song is hot! Then he switches to a falsetto. I fucking lose it! The tone runs through me, making me quiver with his tremor, but it’s his words that hit me right in my heart. "I love when you text unexpected, cause you were not what I expected." My nipples tighten and tingle. He sings again. "I will care for you, just you. ... I will care for you. You. Just you." He does a vocal run and I melt, but my heart begins to race too. He sings that I’m perfect. I’m worth it. I deserve it. How I work it. I’ve earned it.
I step out of my shoes first, kicking them away with a whore’s attitude, thumping my body to his beat. Next I unzip the skirt, and let it fall to the ground as I unhook my bra. Then I reach around, and pull everything off in one swoop. My tits bounce between us as I shake his hand out of my hair to toss my shirt aside. My hands never stop moving, unbuttoning his shirt from the bottom up.
The roses fall on top of my shirt and both of his hands find my hair.
He sings that I knew our love might be tragic, so I didn’t pay it any mind, and we live with no lies. I’m his favorite light. When he repeats the falsetto, I push his shirt off. "Naked now!" I whisper to him as my body pleads for his. But he shakes his head, and pulls my hair as he cinches his hands in deep. He is in control and it’s hot! He tips my face to his. When he sings again that I’m perfect, I’m worth it, I deserve it, I know how to work him, I’ve earned it, I sway with him captivated by his magic. Then he sings about our lonely nights before we found 'us’ and how we both vowed to find each other, but we thought we were broken inside, but instead we became one. Us. One. My desire builds, knowing we are only complete and whole when we are together like this. I pull myself against him. When my tits touch his hot skin, my body shivers, making my eyes roll back in my head. Exquisiteness! His voice is singing in my ear that I’m perfect. His hot breath blows on my neck. Goosebumps rise. I’m worth it. As he trails a fingertip down to my nipple. The goosebumps follow. I deserve it. "Ah!" I moan and open my eyes when he rolls it around. You know how to work me. His hungry eyes are devouring me, all of me. I’ve earned it. He trails his fingertip down to my heart. He traces it with his nail, then with soft, little nibbles between the tips of his fingers, he pinches it. "Ah!" I moan. I’ve earned it. His fingers slide in me. "Ah!" Then with the rhythm of his dance, his fingers pet me. I’ve earned it. My head rolls with his seduction. I lose myself in his music. I lose myself in his song. It feels fucking good. Really good to be owned by him. When he sings a vocal run in my ear, I cum for him as easy as I breathe. "Mmmmmmmm" is all I say as my clit delivers up a sweet, effortless orgasm.
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