What the Heart Desires

by Victoria Rose

  tongue. “It’s something we both enjoyed immensely and which we have been indulging in quite a lot lately.” He lifted her off the floor and held her tightly against his throbbing body.

  “Are you talking about that sumptuous chocolate dessert of yours; the one you

  made with a touch of vodka and whole pistachio nuts.” She teased. “It’s so mouthwatering, tempting and filling, that I always asked for seconds.”

  She brushed her lips against his cheeks.

  “Oh, darling! Sweet Becky! You excite me with your feigned innocence!”

  He lowered his head down onto her bosom and rested it there.

  Becca cradled his head against her breasts and stroked his hair. She felt his lips

  moving swiftly over her heaving bosom. He had somehow managed to get her breasts out of her bra while he had his head buried there. He kissed and teased her bare skin with his tongue, moaning lightly as he did so.

  “Keep this up and I bet we won’t be setting foot outside of this cabin.” She warned him in a soft voice close to his ear.

  He caressed her one last time and brought his head up reluctantly to kiss her on the lips.

  “Right you are! Let’s get out of here before it’s too late!” He smiled guiltily at

  her. He adjusted her bra and sweater to the way they were before, and sighed.

  “We have all night. And we have the cabin all to ourselves, darling—no one is around to hear or see us—we can be as loud and naughty as we want.” He grinned and kissed her one last time, then untangled himself from her.

  He turned and reached for the silver ice bucket he was using to chill the bottle

  of wine he was taking with them, and the two wine glasses he had brought from

  the kitchen.

  He walked to a side door, and she followed close behind.

  The hot spring was some walking distance away from the cabin. It was in a

  rocky enclave, surrounded by dozens of tall trees and huge boulders, which gave them all the privacy they would need for their romantic rendezvous.

  A fence was erected partly around it to keep the wild animals out. It was huge,

  and inviting, and she couldn’t wait to get in.

  “So this is the famous hot spring you were talking about?”

  “Yes, darling! We have it all to ourselves for as long as we want!” There was a huge twinkle in his eyes when he looked at her. “You can change in there.” He pointed to two small cabanas some yards away. “There are fresh towels and robes in there, but I don’t think you will need either one.” He gave her a knowing grin.

  She went into one of the cabanas, which to her surprise was fully heated and equipped. She slipped out of her jacket, sweater, jeans and bra. She didn’t know if Keane was using the other one because there wasn’t enough room in this one to

  accommodate the two of them comfortably.

  She came out less than two minutes later, wearing only her red G-string. Her hair was flowing over her shoulders, and Keane turned and whistled when he saw her.

  “Wow, you are beautiful! The early evening light becomes you. Your skin is

  shining, and so is your hair. ”

  He was grinning from ear to ear when she walked up to him.

  “Ditto, darling!” She grinned and slapped him lightly on the bare butt.

  He was already undressed and was standing at the edge waiting for her. He held out his hand to her, and she glanced at it and smiled. She picked up some snow and tossed it playfully at him. The snow landed on his bare chest, and she turned

  and ran quickly into the warm water.

  “Hey! That’s not fair.” He wadded out to where she was standing waist deep in the water and grabbed her around the waist.

  She giggled loudly, and tried to get out of his grasp. He held on tightly and drew her against his aroused body, and kept her there for a few leisurely minutes, they both drawing pleasure from each other’s touch.

  His mouth found hers, and he kissed her; hard and long, his tongue reaching into her mouth to taste and savor all of her. She was almost out of breath when he finally let go of her. He held his head back slightly to gaze into her eyes, a look of love and longing brightening his face. His hand reached up to her hair, and he used two of his fingers to smooth back her auburn tresses.

  “God, you are ravishing!” His eyes widened in admiration. “I can’t seem to keep my hands off you, not even for a minute. I can’t tell you how lucky I am to have you, Becky.” His voice was low and emotionally charged.

  She raised her eyes to look at him. He seemed to be choking back the tears.

  “Oh, darling.” She rested her hand on the side of his head and gazed into his eyes. “I’m the lucky one.” She brushed her lips against his, and drew his head in to hers, so that their faces were touching each other’s.

  They remained like that for a few seconds, until Keane broke their embrace.

  His eyes dropped below her waist, and his hands went around to rest firmly on

  her taut buttocks. He clasped his palms over them and leaned in to whisper something to her.

  “You broke the rules,” he told her in a deep sultry voice.

  “Huh.” She gave him a wide eyed look.

  “You heard me; you aren’t playing fair, darling.” He ran his hands over her buttocks a few times and jerk her swiftly against his hardness. “No clothes allow, remember.” He tugged gently on her G-string.

  “Oh, I forget,” she told him in a low, seductive voice.

  She could feel him getting aroused, and she decided to help him along. She

  pressed her thighs up against him and swung her hips a few times, moving up and

  down the length of him, slowly. “What are you going to do about it?” She brought her mouth up to his and teased his lips with her tongue.

  “That could be taken care of.” He nibbled gently on her lower lip a few times.

  He slipped his finger through a side of her G-string, and one quick jerk brought

  it loose and away from her body.

  She let out a quick gasp and held his eyes, waiting, begging for his next move.

  “Now you are free,” he said to her in a low voice.

  His lips came down to claim hers again in a punishing kiss.

  He dangled what was left of her G-string on one finger for her to see, before

  tossing it aside.

  “I should have kept my bra on too,” she taunted him in a low voice.

  He cupped her bare breasts in his hands, and used his fingers to stimulate her nipples. She moaned and held onto his shoulders as he continued to explore her in all the right places.

  “You do know how that would have ended, don’t you?” He held her eyes. He gave her a dreamy look. “I like you better this way.”

  He lifted her out of the water, and his eyes went over her entire body, as he

  held her up in his arms. “I can’t get over how amazing your body is. Every part of you has been shaped to perfection. Looking at you makes me weak!” He devoured her nakedness with hungry eyes.

  He had never wanted another woman as much as he wanted her now. His intense urges, and his need to have her constantly, terrified him. He couldn’t wait to possess every single part of her, and he took great pleasure in doing it. Her body was like sweet nourishment to him. He panted with hunger if he didn’t have

  her.

  It hadn’t taken him long to realize that he was addicted to her. He could not live without her, not even for a single day. He needed Becky-sweet-Becca to sustain him, every single part of him, and not having her made him weak!

  “Oh, Becky!” he moaned. “Becky, Darling! Honey!” Becca heard him groaned as he swung her around slowly, so that her back was resting snugly against his rock-hard body. He held her tightly against him, his hands going around the front of her to cup her large breasts.

  He smoothed his fingers over the entire length of them, his fingers going around and around in slow, deliberate circle
s, taking what he could of their fullness into his hands, tweaking her hard nipples. She was moaning slowly by this time, her body swaying against him.

  His fingers found their way below her waist, and she gasped, and gripped the top of his arm that was around her, as he continued to stimulate her gently, his finger finding that special spot that he knew brought her the most joy.

  Her head went back to lie comfortably against his bare chest, as she moaned and rocked in rhythm to his ardent and intimate caresses. He leaned in and kissed the side of her neck, and her cheek, over and over again, pressing his hardness up against her as he held her close to him, both enjoying the intensity of their love for each other.

  He knew it was only a matter of time before she went completely limp in

  his arms. He had brought her to that point before; many, many, many times

  before. He was that familiar with her body. He knew every intimate part of it. One more quick stroke brought her excitedly close to that point—but he brought her back quickly. He wasn’t ready, not just yet!

  He had promised her an evening of pure bliss, and he planned on giving her

  just that, but at his pace. He lifted her out of the water and up onto him. His mouth found her breasts, and he passed his tongue slowly and ravenously over each one, sucking and pulling on them with just enough force to titillate her further.

  He had her saddling him when he waded through the water and brought her over to rest against a large rock. She opened her eyes and stared at him in confusion. She certainly wasn’t expecting him to stop. The wine bucket and glasses, and the thick terry towel that he had spread over the rock caught her eyes.

  She blinked at them and then back at him. She wondered when he’d had time to bring them there. He held her face in his hand and looked at her, taking in the very confused look in her eyes. He knew she was disappointed, but as he said, he was doing this at his pace. There was no rush. They had the rest of the evening.

  He took some water in his hand and poured it slowly over her head,

  drenching her long hair.

  “Are you okay?” he asked, his eyes never leaving her face.

  He knew she was far from being fine.

  He knew by now what was happening to her. He had basked in that raw, sensuous look in her large green eyes dozens of times before.

  “Not really,” she replied to him in a soft, desperate voice. She wrapped her

  arms around his neck and looked at him. “Why did you stop?”

  He smiled at her and stroked her wet hair. “There’s no rush, darling, Becca. Every single second with you is worth savoring, and I intend to do just that. We have all night.” He leaned in and planted slow kisses on her neck, and the rest of her body.

  She smoothed his hair back from his face so that she could see him better.

  “You could have warned me,” she whispered.

  “No, darling. I want you dripping with desire when I possess you.”

  “I always do,” she replied with a demure smile.

  He kissed her on the lips, over and over again. “Only this time it would be with even more,” he told her after.

  She toyed with his taut nipples. “How many girls have you brought here?” she

  asked him suddenly.

  She wanted to know if this place was as special to him as he had told her. Had

  he shared it with every woman he had ever dated.

  She knew it was a lot to ask of him at the moment, but she couldn’t resist.

  She was in love with him, and her desires came with complications!

  He brought his head up near to hers to search her face. She could tell that he

  wasn’t expecting her to quiz him, well not at that specific moment; when things were heating up and getting so hot and sticky between them.

  “Do I have to answer that right now?”

  “No, you don’t but I will like it if you do.”

  “You are an inquisitive one, aren’t you? Are you sure you aren’t a lawyer?” He looked at her, and grinned.

  “I know this place is special to you, darling. You wouldn’t bring just about any girl here, would you?”

  He sighed. “You are right.”

  She noticed his eyes were clouding over. There was a tortured look in them. He didn’t seem happy or comfortable talking about this place or who he had brough here.

  “It’s okay,” she told him quickly. “You don’t have to get into it if you don’t want to.”

  “Oh, darling!” His hand went up to touch her cheek. “I don’t want anything to

  spoil this moment between us. It has been nothing but perfect so far. I brought

  you here because I thought you would enjoy it, not to torture yourself about who

  might have come here with me before you. Or about the other women in my past. This is our special time, let’s just enjoy it!”

  “So, you won’t tell me. Being evasive as usual!” She scolded him gently.

  He drew her to him. “I think I have been extremely forthcoming about

  everything you have asked me so far.”

  “But just not about this!” She gave him a hurt look.

  She was convinced now more than ever that there was someone in his life that he didn’t want her to know about. Well, she wasn’t going to rest until she found out who that woman was.

  He cupped her face in his hand. “Is it that important to you? You really want

  to know?”

  “Yes. I want to know everything I could about you. Is that so wrong?”

  “No. It’s not.” He sighed and ran his fingers through his hair. “But sometimes it’s better to leave certain things in the past.”

  She knew enough about him by now to know that it was a nervous habit he had. There was a distant look in his eyes. He clearly was having a hard time coming clean about this past relationship of his.

  She wondered why!

  He sighed again. “There was someone,’ he began slowly, still avoiding her

  searching eyes. “There was a time when we used to come here often. It was our secret hideout for a while.”

  She was anxious to know who the mysterious woman was.

  “Ar..ar…are you still involved with her?” She wetted her lips and stared up at him.

  “Heavens, no…no!” His voice was anxious, with a tinge of sadness. “We aren’t together anymore. It ended a little over a year ago.”

  Maybe he regretted leaving her, or vice versa.

  He probably still wished that he was with her! No wonder he seemed so upset.

  She slipped out of his embrace.

  “Did she break up with you, Keane, is that it? Or was it the other way around? Something clearly happened between you and this woman to affect you in this way. You are clearly upset about it.”

  He rested his hand on her left shoulder and lowered his head to avoid her

  piercing eyes. He couldn’t bear the way she was looking at him.

  “Can we talk about this some other time?”

  “Why? Are you still in love with her, Keane? Please tell me if you are! I will like to know!” Becca pleaded with him.

  She was close to tears. To think that she was in love with him, and now this!

  She was almost afraid to know the truth, but she must! Clearly this woman,

  whoever she was, still had some sort of hold on him. He wasn’t entirely over her yet.

  He raised his head to look at her again, and the same tortured look was still there in his eyes.

  “It took me a long time to get over what I felt for her back then, but no, I’m

  not still in love with her or with any other woman for that matter. We had nothing

  compare to what we have going between us now, darling. And I want it to stay that way for as long as possible.” His hand cupped a side of her face. “I love you, darling, and only you!” He blurted out unexpectedly to her. “I’m with you, doesn’t that tell you something! What I feel for you is real!”

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bsp; His admission of love caught her completely by surprise. There was a stunned look on her face. She didn’t know what to say to him. Did he mean everything he was saying to her? Was he really in love with her, and only her? Did he tell her he loved her just to make her feel better and to avoid an argument between them?

  Was he giving her false hope?

  A million questions were running through her mind at the moment. She didn’t want to doubt that what he was feeling for her was pure and natural, but she was human—she couldn’t help feeling insecure about his love.

  She searched his eyes.

  “Yo…you arr…” she couldn’t get the words out. “You what!”

  He encircled her waist with his two hands and lifted her high up in the air

  above him. He swung her around a few times, laughing his head off.

  “Why do you look so surprise, darling! I thought you knew how I feel about

  you.”

  “I…I…I.” she stammered and blinked at him.

  She gripped the top of his shoulders and stared down into his eyes. They were

  alive with excitement. He appeared just as happy as she was. She was trying very

  hard not to cry.

  Her heart was overwhelmed with joy. This was what she had been hoping he would say to her. Her wish had finally come through in the most marvelous way!

  “Yes, darling!” he exclaimed. “I’m wholeheartedly, passionately in love with you; have been since that day I came across you in the car. I love you, Becky! Damn it! I love you so very much!” He shouted again and again. “I want to shout

  it out to the whole wide world! I love you! I love you!” His voice echoed between bouts of laughter.

  “Shh, darling. You don’t have to do that.”

  She pressed her finger quickly against his lips to silence him.

  “Yes, I do! I want everyone to know how I feel about you.”

  He kissed the tip of her finger and they both burst out laughing together.

  “Saying it to me is enough,” she told him. She pressed her lips against his and

  kissed him. “You don’t have to shout. Oh, honey, I have been dying to hear you

  say those words.” Her misty eyes bore deeply into his. “I love you, so very, very much too. I knew it the moment I opened my eyes and saw you there in the car with me.”