As I enjoy my surroundings, I don’t hear Ethan step out onto the patio. My back is turned towards the door when I hear the jingle of keys being thrown on the table. I turn around and a topless Delia rushing to kiss my man right on the lips. She presses firmly against him while giggling. I clench my fist as I feel the anger build. Ethan comes to the edge of the pool.
“It’s good to see you, Little Rebel. I hope Delia and you have been getting along.”
My body is tense and unable to move or respond.
“Giselle, are you okay? You look upset.”
I shake my head to say no.
“Delia, please excuse us for a minute.”
“Sure thing.” She wraps a towel around herself and steps back into the house.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m pissed. Why is she kissing you on the mouth? And while topless?”
“Giselle, that means nothing, that’s just something she does with everyone. Didn’t she kiss you at the airport?”
“No, but she did hug me and it felt like she groped the side of my breast. I wasn’t going to make a big deal out of it but I was uncomfortable.”
“I think you’ve had enough of Delia for one day, let me send her home. And Little Rebel, we have a lot of catching up.”
Chapter Seventeen
Ethan has planned a romantic dinner for us. I’m exhausted from traveling but excited for what the night will hold. Delia’s comment earlier about Ethan finding me adorable is weighing heavy on my mind, therefore tonight I decide to be sexy. Thank goodness I went lingerie shopping with Carmen. I pull out a black lace bra and cream satin thong with black lace around the waistband. I put on a sheer leopard button down shirt and a hot pink mini skirt. This outfit is for easy access, especially since Ethan has a habit of ripping my clothing.
We eat dinner on the patio and our conversation is fun and lighthearted. Ethan is dressed very casually in a black pullover shirt and shorts. He tells me that I’m his dessert and he’ll eat me in the bedroom. This excites me.
He blindfolds me and tells me to trust him. Not being able to see is strange but thrilling at the same time. Ethan’s very patient with me as I climb the steps. He lets me know we have entered his room and that he’s going to remove the blindfold but wants me to keep my eyes closed for a few seconds.
“Giselle, open your eyes.”
What I see shocks me. I’m furious and intrigued. Delia’s sitting naked on the bed, her body is flawless from every angle. Ethan sucks on her breast and she seductively smiles while playing with herself. Seeing Ethan pleasuring her perfect nipples has surprisingly made me wet.
“Don’t be scared darling, come play. You know you want to.”
I’m confused. Should I run or join them. Delia pushes Ethan off of her and sensually walks towards me. At first she kisses my cheeks and then places her soft lips on mine. I’ve never kissed a girl before or been sexually attracted to one and I’m unsure of what to do. Delia starts unbuttoning my shirt and slowly pulls down my skirt. Ethan watches with an indecent grin. She runs her hands over my lingerie and kisses my belly. Seconds later, I’m completely nude.
“I can’t wait to taste you.”
She places two fingers between my fold, I find myself extremely aroused. Her fingers become moist from my juices, she brings them to her pouty mouth and sucks them dry.
Ethan instructs us to join him on the bed. He hungrily kisses me while Delia’s massaging my shoulders. She gently pulls me back and crawls in between my legs. I moan as she licks my clitoris and then slips a finger inside. Before I climax, Ethan kisses me while squeezing my nipples. Ethan’s mouth meets my nipples as she sucks on my sweet spot. He starts nibbling on them one by one until they’re wonderfully sore. I’m trying to contain myself from bursting before his beautiful penis is inside me. The sound of ripped foil helps me focus as I see him take position behind her lovely backside that’s in the air. Her tongue pauses, she purrs slightly from the insertion of his penis inside her butt.
“Oh, Ethan,” she says using both hands to grip my hips, her nails are partially digging into my sides. He starts thrusting and pounding harder, going deeper inside her rectum. She bites her bottom lip and releases her grip. She takes my fingers and starts using them to rub between her wet lips with intense movement. She kisses me, there’s a vibrating sound and something is inserted in me. I try to sit up.
“Relax,. While Ethan’s fucking me, I will fuck you.”
Usually I would be turned off by someone making such vulgar comments but right now I’m the opposite. She pulls out the vibrator and increases the speed while rubbing it directly on my clit. This experience is overwhelming and I’m ready for my release. Before I have a chance to come, the vibrations once again enter my vagina and she starts matching them with the rhythm that Ethan’s giving her. My left hand is still stroking her wetness, and the other is gripping the comforter as she continues pushing in and out of me. I begin to speed up my rubbing on her clit, her breathing increases as she moans louder with every touch and thrust. Ethan smacks her butt and pulls her hair back towards him which causes the vibrator to move and hit the spot that sends the room spinning for me. Within a few seconds, Delia lands breathless and sweaty right beside me.
Ethan goes to the bathroom to remove the condom and clean himself. He comes out with two wet wash clothes and a clean towel. He starts wiping my vagina down first, the warm cloth feels good on my sensitive spot. He kisses me before moving over and doing the same thing for Delia. He discards the items. I look down and see his hard penis is ready for more action.
I lick my lips and Delia looks at me with the same lustful expression. Ethan brings his penis to my lips, I start licking and sucking him. His hands are on the back of my head controlling the speed of my blowjob. Delia inserts two fingers in me while my mouth is occupied. I moan. Ethan releases my head and his penis slowly comes out. I lick around the crown before he places it in Delia’s mouth. I open Delia’s legs and lick her private area as she did mine earlier. This is my first time offering enjoyment to a female, I focus on the key spots for which bring me indescribable ecstasy. Taking my fingers between her slickness, I rub them up and down before inserting one, and then another. She’s soaking wet when I remove my fingers and replace them with my mouth. I start licking down the fold, sucking on the clitoris before putting my tongue inside her and licking wildly. Her juices taste like expensive champagne, and I can feel her muscles tightening on the inside. When Ethan looks back to see my tongue in her, his eyes light up with desire. He tells Delia to stop and retrieves another condom from the nightstand.
My licking intensifies as I watch him slide the condom down his hard penis. Delia reaches down and holds onto my head as I continue to bring her closer to climaxing. Ethan climbs back on the bed behind me and props me up on my knees. She readjusts herself, her vagina still in line with my tongue. Ethan’s manhood is ready and outside my wet entrance.
“Giselle, I can’t wait to fuck your tight your pussy.”
His penis enters me from behind, my womanhood starts to tingle as he slides inside. Using his hands, he holds my hips steady as he goes in and out. I continue eating Delia while he fills me. The way he glides through my wetness makes me want to orgasm already. Ethan knows exactly how I like it and never disappoints. He moves in and out of me with ease. My head is spinning out of control as the level of penetration starts to increase. Even though Ethan is average in size, I have no problem feeling all of him as he thrust inside my sweet spot. He’s my first with all the things that come with love. Even after five years, he’s still the one who knows how to please my deepest cravings. I begin to flashback to some of the best times we had together, being with him now causes all those memories to rush back, like we’ve never gone a day without one another. Though I do still have feelings for Liam, I’m content with where I am right now.
Delia brings me back to reality as she rubs my nipples followed by a wet kiss to them both.
“I knew we w
ould eventually unleash the animal that’s hiding inside you.” She purrs.
In the heat of the moment, a loud moan escapes my lips. Ethan starts giving it to me much rougher and I’m on the brink of a fierce orgasm. He pulls my hair back towards him and moves my face. His tongue traces the outline of my lips before slipping it inside my mouth. I want to cry out I’m coming but his tongue prevents it.
When Ethan realizes I’ve come he slides out and I collapse onto the bed. My body is still convulsing from everything that has taken place this evening and all the sensations I’ve been subjected to. I see Ethan walk over to the side of the bed where Delia waits with her legs spread, ready for the taking. When she lays back upon his approach, he signals her up and on her knees to suck him off. She uses her teeth to remove the condom. He grabs the back of her head as she starts bobbing up and down on his erect member. The sight of this sends a chill through my spine. He continues to force her head down his shaft and then back up. Somehow she escapes his grasp and begins sucking on his tight scrotum.
“Don’t stop, Delia. Damn, that feels good.”
She takes one testicle at a time, and then puts both in her mouth while giving him a hand job. She stops for a brief second to spit on his penis making it easier to glide in her hand. Semen shoots all over her face. She removes his balls and starts licking the sperm that’s on the tip of his penis. He steps away and grabs her a towel. After she cleans herself, they get in the bed with me, one on each side. They hold my sexually exhausted naked body.
Chapter Eighteen
My chest feels tight and my body’s shaking, when I wake up. Ethan rolls over, smiles at me and rubs my back.
“Look who finally decided to wake up. Are you hungry?”
I have no idea what’s going on? I grab my phone, and it shows 4:30 AM.
“Where’s Delia?”
Ethan frowns and sits up. “I sent her home last night.”
Knowing that she still isn’t here causes me to relax and the pressure in my chest disappears. “What did she say about everything that happened? How do you feel about me now?”
“She understood that you were tired and we needed our time. I love you but you’re acting weird.”
“She wasn’t upset that you asked her to leave after what took place?”
“What are you talking about? Did you two have an argument?”
Now I’m really confused, we all had sex last night and Ethan’s acting like it’s not a big deal.
“What happened last night?”
“Damn, Giselle, what did Delia put in your drink? We were supposed to have dinner, but you fell asleep. I put you in the bed and now you’re acting strange.”
Oh thank goodness, it was a dream. My stomach growls.
“Let me get you something to eat. Stay in the bed, we have some things to take care of.”
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, why would I have that type of dream? What does it mean? What does it say about me?
Chapter Nineteen
After making love, we fall back to sleep. My body is still adjusting to the whole time change but I love cuddling next to Ethan. When I open my eyes, the clock shows it’s already eleven. Ethan’s grinning as he stares back at me.
“I really enjoy waking up to you. I want to spend the day with you. Let’s go sightseeing.”
“That sounds wonderful.”
I leap out of bed and rush to use the bathroom. I turn on the shower inside the glass stall, step in and enjoy the warm water on my skin. I close my eyes and flashes of Delia come into view. I remember how it felt when she touched me. Even though it was a dream it still feels real. I am wet, I slide my hand over my vagina and slip a finger inside me to relieve the ache. I let out a moan. This is crazy. I force myself to stop and quickly wash.
I exit the shower and wrap a towel around me. I go in the bedroom to grab my outfit and beauty products.
I head downstairs. Ethan’s waiting in the living room. He’s dressed in a black polo shirt with plaid shorts that hold the colors black, blue, and tan. The sour expression he gives at my floral button down tank and bleach washed puffy cropped overalls makes me want to change but his kiss tells me it’s time to go. He opens the front door and the Range Rover is already pulled up outside. We get in and set off out of the metal gate and down the hillside.
“Are you hungry? I thought maybe we could grab some brunch.”
“Yes, starving.”
“I know the perfect place and there shouldn’t be a wait.”
He opens the sunroof as we cruise down Hollywood Boulevard. The streets are filled with pedestrians and we encounter the same traffic as yesterday. Soon we turn onto Sunset Boulevard and arrive at The Griddle Café. The sidewalk is full as we walk inside to request a table for two. The hostess lets us know the wait will be ten minutes. Ethan gives the gentleman his last name and we step out of the crowded restaurant and back onto the patio.
Ethan goes back inside and comes out with the breakfast and lunch menu. I glance over the breakfast items and my heart is set on trying the “The Golden Ticket” pancakes. The description which includes bananas, caramel, walnuts, and whip cream has my mouth watering. I ask Ethan what he’s having and he says the “BLUESberry” pancakes. The wording of it makes me chuckle as I think of the movie, Willy Wonka & the Chocolate Factory. It has always been my favorite and our food is titled after phrases from the movie.
When our table is ready we waste no time placing our drink and food orders. Ethan asks if there’s anything in particular I want to see today. I tell him I want to see the stars’ homes. On every street corner someone’s selling maps of celebrities’ homes.
The waiter delivers our delicious pancakes and they look so exceptional I don’t want to even cut into them. Ethan uses his own fork to scoop up a banana slice and whip cream before bringing it to my mouth. It tastes absolutely divine, I eat until I feel like I might bust. There’s still half a plate of pancakes left when the waiter comes back to check on our progress. We tell him to take our plates and he leaves the check. Ethan and I gaze into one another’s eyes before he asks if I’m ready. I nod my head.
“Let’s grab a map of the stars’ homes before we get back on the road.”
He feeds the machine and soon hands me the map.
“Here you go, Lovely.”
I thank him with a small kiss, before opening the map on the walk back. I’ve already picked out the few homes I’ve wanted to see that are close to one another. I put the first address in his GPS when we get back inside. We take off for Beverly Hills, and I’m satisfied after seeing my few designated locations. They’re all beautiful, especially Marilyn Monroe’s. On our way out of the neighborhood we spot a lemonade stand set up on a corner. The sign outside the table reads “Support Our Troops,” in accordance to the upcoming holiday, Veteran’s Day. I order Ethan to stop so we can contribute and give back to those who currently serve for our country. There’s a sign on the jar that says all proceeds will be donated to the veterans. It’s so nice to see selfless and caring people.
We get back in the car after finishing our lemonade. Ethan says the next spot he has picked will impress me. Within fifteen minutes we’re entering a parking deck on Rodeo Drive. I have never seen so many expensive cars in one place. We park beside a Bentley and a Rolls-Royce. When we exit the lot, crowds of people are out and about, carrying several shopping bags. I’m starting to love LA, even the traffic that comes with it. All the high end stores we walk past have me in full tourist mode. I’m snapping pictures left and right. I want to show the girls all the wonderful sights I’ve encountered. Honestly, after just being here for one day I’m not sure I would go back to Virginia if I didn’t have a business to think about.
“You look happy, LA fits you well.”
“What’s not to be happy about? The weather is perfect, landscapes are beautiful, and most of all, you’re here with me.”
“I’m glad you’re enjoying your stay so far. Now it’s time to get you the best s
ouvenir. I want you to always remember this time when you go back to VA.” We enter a brand new store called Baker’s Love. It has everything a baker could ever ask for and more. He leads me over to a glass cabinet by the cash register where inside holds a small jewelry display. The clerk comes over to assist us and Ethan points down to the necklace he wants to see. She hands him a dainty chain with a cupcake charm attached.
“I saw this the other week and I thought of you. What do you think?’
“I love it, it’s so me.”
“My thoughts exactly. We’ll take it.”
The woman rings him up and Ethan hands her his Visa. She puts the necklace into a royal blue velvet box. I can’t wait to wear it. I almost tell her a box won’t be necessary but this too will serve as a souvenir since the store’s name is embedded on the inside wall. I’m glowing as he finalizes the sale by signing his name on the receipt.
“Something special for my little baker. Do you want me to put it on you?”
“Yes, please.”
Without hesitation I turn around and pull my hair up. The sparkly charm dangles on my chest.
“Thank you, Ethan.”
“Anything for you, Little Rebel.”
I grip the pendant and move it from side to side on the chain. This trip just keeps getting better and better. We exit the store and continue walking around this busy strip. I make sure to take a picture of the hotel where Pretty Woman was filmed for Marcia’s enjoyment. I also take photos of Jimmy Choo, Tiffany’s, Prada, Versace, the list is endless. I know she’ll wish she was out here with me since there’s so much fashion. I’m just glad I wore my low-top white sneakers since we’ve been walking for hours now. The time difference still has me thrown off, it seems later than what it really is. It’s only six o’clock.
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