by Anja Fuerst
His body was absurdly perfect. Everything exactly where it should be. Anything left over or missing. It was just as it should be. I had to look away when he turned toward me. It was that or try to drown in shame.
Mr. Carter entered the tub, took the cup that was beside me, poured some of what was left of the wine and drank it. All his actions were closely monitored by my nimble eyes. Every muscle and the way they assisted their movements, made me wonder. He was too much man for me. Definitely.
- Wine is good - handed me the cup. I had to rediscover how to speak. It was embarrassing.
- No ... Oh ... I think I drank too much ... Mr. Carter.
- Nonsense. Only two of us here. No one will know this little slip.
His eyes were a promise and the body is a temptation. How could I escape?
- No need to make this slide - pulled the glass from me.
- No? - He smiled and it meant a lot more than he let on.
- No.
His smile widened.
- I think ... - came to me like a predator ready to pounce. - What do you need this slide.
Holy shit! What was that all about?
- Mr. Carter ...
- Melissa, look around - even confused obeyed, looking all around us.
Little could see due to darkness. It seemed just be the house we were in. And the full moon illuminated a small part of the beach.
- Whatever I see?
- You ... I ... We both.
He did not advance, but his gaze swept over me with such force that it took all the concentration not to drown or not to continue looking at him that way so stupid.
Mr. Carter was not much the gallant style. It was too safe to be so forced. Instead. Everything he said seemed so natural and logical that any woman would stop to reflect where missing the logic of his words. The way he spoke made me believe that he and I and two of us, perfectly cabíamos in the same sentence or in our lives.
- What did you do all day? - I blinked several times to place me on the change of course of our conversation.
- Li, watch television ...
- Did not leave?
-. No Mr. told me to stick around.
- The island is beautiful.
- But it is isolated - he laughed.
- Not really. Only suggests it. If you leave the house you can pick up a small trail and find the town.
I opened my mouth without understanding that geography. Until then I thought we were completely isolated. Damn it! I spent a good part of my day bored when you could be walking and knowing that territory so rich in history.
- How was the meeting? - I swerved again the subject.
- I believe that I consider it a success - her smile was legitimate.
- So I know now what it is? - He undid the smile.
- No.
- But ...
Mr. Carter took my agitation to get even closer. We were face to face. He knelt staring at me, his chest partially out of the water, which completely stole my attention. I was back on the edge of the tub, cornered him. It was difficult to rediscover the air.
- All in due time Melissa - he reached out and stroked my face. It was windy and cold, but my body seemed to catch fire. - Now let's talk about you.
- About me?
- Yes I need some answers..
- Answers? - I was the very idiot repeating his words. Mr. Carter intimidated me and I could not do otherwise.
It took a little more. Centimeters separated our bodies. His eyes burned me and lips invited me to taste them.
- That night ... When I called you ... - alas, no! I could not stay there listening to him talk about that night.
- Mr. Carter ... - tried to pull away, but her body stopped me.
- Stay calm, Melissa. I will do nothing without your consent - dammit! Damn it! Damn it! I wanted, was it so difficult to understand it?
- But ...
- Not without your consent - repeated. - But I really want you to allow.
The breath caught in my lungs. He was still waiting for my consent. Too close. I felt the warmth of her body boil water. The desire throbbed fiercely in me. I had never felt anything like that. The few feet that separated our lips seemed kilometers, such was my need that kiss.
- Just say "yes" - whispered in implores. My God! I wanted so badly.
I closed my eyes and turned my face preventing it from reaching me. I could not let it overwhelm me so completely. It was only our first day and we were already acting like that. What would the next three?
- Must leave. My skin is getting wrinkled - the words barely left my lips.
Mr. Carter allowed me to go through it. It did not seem upset or disappointed. He wore his usual security and the same smile ravishing. It was bad realize it because we knew it was only a matter of time.
I went to my room staying there until dawn. Sleep only arrived when the sun had cleared the sky. In no time my thoughts kept me away from him. I could still feel the warmth of her touch on my face and the numbing sense of his words invaded me at all times.
CHAPTER 13
The sound of water lapping the beach sand woke me up. I did not know what time it was, only that it was still day. My head hurt, my mouth was dry and my stomach wrapped. It was very difficult to get up and find strength to another day of torture. He still dominating my thoughts.
I was not sure why Mr. Carter had decided he should live it all right with me. There were so many wives: Tanya, the Greek girl, and such Olivia that I did not even know who it was. Why then think of just overthinking to my side?
I put on a white dress, long and with spaghetti straps. I was forced to surrender to the white, even thinking that it just confirmed that I would be an appropriate piece to decorate the room. I did not find Mr. Carter, but Macaria was there, looking after the house. He greeted me politely and showed me the table with some food. Just at that moment I looked at the clock. It was past noon.
The delicious smell due to used spices gathered, filled the room where lunch would be served. I identified the scent of mint and cinnamon, but there were still some others I could not identify, but that contributed to my interest in food.
- And Robert? - I was careful not to call him Mr. Carter, as it had been presented only by his first name.
- In the boat with Abadir. I've told that lunch is served. You need something special?
- In fact I need to know what this is all about - the table was full of food, of all colors and shapes. I identified some vegetables, but the rest was totally foreign to me. Macaria laughed.
- For Greek we eat is a culture. We enjoy abundant table. Come and I'll introduce you to what we have today.
I sat in one of the chairs that sat at the big table too much for just two people. Macaria began to speak. He seemed proud of its cuisine. I was happy to let her so excited.
- Mr. Robert told us he liked the seafood, then prioritized. Here Lavraki, Astakos and Garides - pointed to an ovenproof dish containing fish, lobster and shrimp. It looked really good. My stomach rumbled. - Here is what we call mezedes - she introduced me to a dish full of "little things". - They serve for appetizers as well. As Mr. Carter warned that you will leave for a visit to the city, I opted for lighter foods - pointed to the next dish. - Melitzanosalata, pâté, as you call it, eggplant. We also stuffed tomatoes and peppers, octopus Keftedes, Dolmadakia with Avgolemono beyond Xoriátika.
I identified the grape leaf cigars and a salad with olives, tomatoes, onions, peppers and a few other things mixed with it. The rest could not figure out what it was, but would have to try a little of everything if to please Macaria.
- All right then - his voice took all the room we were making Macaria back off a bit. I smiled at the thought of how Mr. Carter could be threatening, even when they want to be. - I'll be back in two days, Tanya and solve it - stopped noticing my presence and smiled with the phone still to his ear. - Of course! Do not worry about a thing. I decide everything when you arrive - his eyes were still on me.
- Mel
issa! I thought I would not see her up so early - how so?
He would not know that I could only sleep when the day was clear. So why had said that? I understood when I realized the embarrassment of Macaria. It was the damn farce. Surely everyone believed we shared the room and our first night in Greece had been full of sexual adventures.
- Will go out today? - I depart from the conversation. I do not know who was more embarrassed, me or Macaria.
- We - not objected. - Macaria can take my plate. I can not be in Greece and not take advantage of their customs - I was even more intrigued. What did he mean? - These couples often share the same dish. It's a tradition - Oh shit! He did not give up trying to demonstrate that we were lovers.
- And we eat like? With the hands? Giving a mouth on the other? - I was really uncomfortable with the idea. He laughed and held a fork to show me how we would do. - But each one with his. That's how it works.
- But the main meals do not use this costume - Macaria was quite pleased to be able once again to contribute with some of his local knowledge.
I narrowed my eyes to Mr. Carter. So that whole scenario was not necessary? He laughed when caught.
- Macaria, do not spoil my pleasure.
It was strange, but delicious, see Mr. Carter so comfortable. Usually it made it clear the distance between him and the employees, but there seemed stripped of all vanity or arrogance. My answering smile was real.
Mr. Carter sat next to me while Macaria brought us both a plate with a little bit of everything that was on the table. He quickly grabbed a cookie putting it in his mouth. I loved seeing him eating. The costumes blossomed in my mind.
- Hmm! Very good! You need to prove - he took another cookie taking it to my mouth. It was a simple gesture, but my heart pounded and my hands were sweaty.
- Very good! - Macaria was pleased and soon out of the room leaving us more comfortable.
- Sleep well? - I tried to assess your eyes to know if that Robert had gone, but he was still there. Attentive, careful and romantic.
- Yes Thank you for asking..
Again he put something in my mouth. The strong flavor of spices did not diminish my interest in food. She now has a special seasoning. We ate in silence for a while, I savoring food, a little affected by his close look at everything I did. And he just looking at me without paying much attention to that put in the mouth. Apparently the Greek food was already an old acquaintance of Mr. Carter.
- I do not know if eating and boat touring is a very good combination - he put a little fish in my mouth leaving me delighted with the taste.
- Let's not exaggerate in food or in drink. We must be whole and willing for everything that we do during the day.
The way he said "everything we do" did not leave me very comfortable at the same time, the familiar tingle, who was with me at all times next to my head to if presented. The danger was even a stimulant for me.
- In addition to wine, there is a drink that is your preference? I asked Macaria and Abadir load the boat with some snacks and drinks.
-. No, actually I do not intend to drink, Mr. Carter. If you need to keep this farce, fine by me, but when we are away from the eyes of employees, will issue to leave all barriers erected between us.
- We can talk about it when we're on the boat? The day is beautiful and I intend to enjoy it.
I crossed my arms in front of me feeling totally childish. But it would have to be strong enough to not let him intimidate me. Mr. Carter gave me all the power that his gaze that seemed to undress me. I was shivering. As we were coming, he could touch me very easily and it was what he did.
His fingers touched my lips and stroked my face. I was overcome gradually. He had the same power over me, which scared me, but held me, excited me.
- Let's go. Take everything you need and meet me on the boat. Do not delay, or I'll have to break into your room and take it from there strength.
The change in his tone, added the authoritarian way he talked, sent waves of heat to my body. I was confused. Since I liked to take orders? Still, I obeyed. I grabbed a large bag, put my wallet, bikini, towel, sunscreen, hat to protect me from the strong sun, and went down to meet him.
Soon we were back to the sea. Mr. Carter drove very efficiently the boat while I just watched the Aegean Sea being cut by it. The sun was very strong, but it was nice to feel it with the wind was against me, refreshing my skin. We passed some islands that followed the same pattern of white houses that seemed to have come from within the stones.
We stopped further away from one of the beaches. Mr. Carter just left the stop boat and was staying at my side. His smile was splendid. Only at that moment I realized what he was wearing. white shorts and a cotton shirt and short sleeves, green clear. She allowed her muscles were exposed. Foot, wore shoes. She looked so young dress that way.
- What will you do, a walk as a tourist or just to see some places and meet some beaches?
- Who would be our guide? - He grinned and spread his arms. - Never mind.
- You should trust me more, Melissa. I can take you to places never before imagined - again the existing duplicity in his words left me baffled.
- I'd love to know the historical places, Mr. Carter. But I do not believe this is your plan.
- You're right. However I can make a little effort to please her - rolled my eyes back to my attention the beach in front of me. It seemed so flat that immediately caught my attention. It was different from the other islands. - We are across the island of Delos, if you want some Greek history, this is the perfect place to come down.
- I will not force you to this sacrifice - he laughed and moved closer to me.
- I know the island. It's hot, desert and rocky. If we go down, we will face a few hours of sun on the skin, all the time. Is that what you want?
I thought a bit. I loved Greek history and would love to know anything related to it, but will be roasted in the sun was really in my plans? No. I would definitely stay for another chance.
- No What do you suggest.?
- We visit some islands, eat in a good restaurant, shopping or just stay here, enjoying each other.
I looked at him looking at her face something to show he was joking, but he was serious. Holy shit!
- I'm with the purchases - Mr. Carter sighed heavily through his hair that were in an organized mess, leaving it even more beautiful.
- I do not understand why resist so much, Melissa. There is nothing wrong with spend some time together.
I shook my head in disgust with the course of our conversation.
- I'm his secretary - he assessed me with curious eyes, as if he did not believe what I was saying. Then he smiled fun for me.
- Is that prevents it? - Again we realized that there was something else that question. As if missing piece to complete the puzzle.
- Despite the fact of the Lord being a cocky, arrogant and cocky, and is also unbearable at times ... not only that..
- Amazing! But I will disregard this last part, for your own good. Seriously, Melissa? Just the fact that my desk prevents it from getting me?
- Mr. Carter ...
- You're fired. Solved the problem - raised an eyebrow challenging me.
- What? You can not fire me ...
- You just said that this was the only obstacle to be together. I really want to be with you, so I'm knocking the obstacle and taking what both desire.
- How absurd! I can not believe ...
- Melissa. I want you and know you want me. We can do this the easy way or the hard. Decide how you will.
- You can not fire me just because they want to be with you.
- I'm not firing you for this reason, but because you want to stay with me. They are different situations.
I was so stunned that I lost the words. My head was a total mess. My boss approached me, our lips a few centimeters from each other. My breasts brushed against his chest because of the balance of the boat. His arms kept me from running away. And I wanted to run away?
- I want my job back - uttered the words feeling intoxicated by his presence.
- When we get back to the United States, I return it to you. Now I want to be just Mel and drop once and for all this barrier that separates us.
His body stuck to my leaving no space between us. His hand cupped my face and his fingers stroked gently my skin. Oh, God! I wanted him. It would be only once, right? Only that time and end. When we return, I would be again to his secretary, he my boss and we could forget everything that happened there.
I closed my eyes waiting for him, completely rendered. But Mr. Carter did not kiss me. I was confused. What awaited? I opened my eyes and beheld. His hungry eyes consumed me. We were very close, but Robert did not advance.
- Say yes and I will do whatever it takes to give you what you both want. I can not do without your permission.
- Because? - In my head I was a huge mess and breathing has become a complicated and difficult action. I could not think of anything but his lips so close to mine.
- Because? - The doubt was clear in his words.
- Because I? Why you do this with me? - He laughed staring at my mouth. I visualized her tongue to moisten the lips and I was ecstatic. But Mr. Carter pulled away. Almost stepped forward to stop him.
- I do not know - he ran his hands through his hair and for a second I could see confusion in his eyes. - I should keep me away, but I can not resist her blush. You're a mystery, Melissa - again took the safe and confident stance. Desire took the reins of his actions. - So innocent and insecure, but at the same time as strong and determined - again approach leaving me breathless. - When I see her blush this way ... - her fingers caressed my face. - I imagine all the things you like to do with you just to see her like that, and believe me, I would do many things.
Holy shit! My underwear was soaked with these last words. An alert started flashing in my subconscious sparking urgent messages that said that was the time. I not need anything else. I wanted him and madly wanted all the things he would see me blushing. I wanted it all, period.
