A Chance On Love (A World Apart Book 1)

by Laura B. Martinez

  “Well, that climb looks more ominous than it did when I was a lass,” I chuckle.

  “Are you coming in?” Leo asks walking ahead.

  “I think I’ll just take pictures,” I say getting my phone out. “Stay right there. Say cheese,” I say snapping a picture of Leo in front of the cave entrance. I keep snapping random pictures of Leo smiling and laughing as he slips on a rock. I nearly have a heart attack while he thinks it’s hilarious.

  “Here, let’s ask someone to take a picture of both of us,” Leo suggests as he makes his way back to me. Taking my phone he goes over to a middle aged couple, and asks them politely if they would mind taking a picture of us. They smile and move closer, as Leo comes to stand behind me and wraps his arms around me.

  “Smile,” he whispers in my ear and I turn my face slightly and smile up at him. A minute later the couple join us and hand over my phone, I look at the screen and gasp. It’s the most beautiful picture I’ve ever had taken, Leo is grinning happily behind me as I look up at him adoringly. Love written all over my face.

  “Wow, can you send me that one?”

  “Uh-huh,” I murmur still gazing at the picture.

  “I have a surprise for you.”

  “What?” I ask bring my eyes to his face.

  “I have a surprise for you,” he repeats.

  “What surprise?” I ask warily.

  “C’mon, it’s getting late.”

  “It’s barely three o’clock,” I say but follow.

  “Yep, almost time.”

  It takes us over an hour to get back to the castle from cave hill, I sigh in relief when we see the castle come into sight; I need to sit down and a hot cup of tea.

  “Please tell me we are going in there so I can sit down and have a drink?” I beg, leaning against Leo heavily.

  “Yep, and after we rest, I can take you to your surprise.”

  “What is it?” I ask excitedly.

  “Well, it wouldn’t be much of a surprise if I told you, would it?” He laughs.

  “Pfftt, I have ways of extracting information.”

  “Not gonna happen,” he replies squeezing me into his chest.

  “Well, I may withhold one of your gifts then.”

  Groaning he halts our progression and pulls me into his chest. “Am I right in thinking this gift is of the bedroom variety?”

  “You may never know now,” I giggle as he bends lifting me in the air and spins me around.

  “Arhh, put me down before your back gives out.” I screech, holding onto his shoulders tightly and squeezing my eyes shut.

  “Okay, I give. I got us a table at the Cellar restaurant.”

  “You mean we’re eating in the castle?” I ask astounded.

  “Yep.”

  “But, I’m not dressed to eat in there,” I protest, looking down at my jeans and boots.

  “Well, I may have taken care of that,” he whispers and leads me to my car. Opening the boot I see two sets of shoes, my only pair of black heels and shiny loafers, and a garment and dress bag.

  Turning to Leo I look up at him speechless. “You’re a sneaky bugger. How did you…”

  “Well, when you were in the shower I took a look in your wardrobe and saw a very sexy red dress that still had the tags on?”

  “Oh, that was something I was going to wear when I decided to date again,” I shrug, I had completely forgotten it was there. I had seen it and couldn’t resist, it was too beautiful.

  “Well, I will thank you later,” he winks and grabs everything. “We can change in there.”

  I take everything in as we enter the castle, it’s more beautiful than I remember, from the grand staircases to the massive open harths, it feels like I have stepped back in time… Dare I say it? It’s like stepping into a historic romance novel.

  We separate to change, I float into the massive bathroom locking the door. I quickly pull out the dress and hang it on the back of the door while I strip down. Putting on the dress I realize I’m not wearing the right bra so I discard mine and make sure the girls are firmly in place before pulling some gymnastic shite to get the zipper up. I manage it, finally, and take a look at myself in the full length mirror. My body looks amazing. The chiffon material slithers through my finger, as I run my hands down my body. The bodice is tight, a little revealing, but tasteful with lace covering my ample chest. There is a sexy slit right up my left thigh, I look good aside from my hair! With the wind today it looks worse than a rats nest.

  Grabbing my bag I rummage through it for the mini brush and the little makeup I carry around. I brush my hair thoroughly before flipping my head forward and vigorously brushing it again for volume. When I stand back up straight it looks miles better, it’s a mass of thick, wavy red hair hanging down my back and complementing the dress beautifully. I quickly spritz myself with perfume and swipe on some mascara, eyeliner and lip gloss. I’m ready. It’s amazing what a woman can fit in a bag, I smile now thankful I carry so much crap.

  Sliding my feet into my black shoes, I’m glad the dress is so long; it covers them nicely.

  Collecting my belongings I open the door and step out.

  “Holy shit!” I turn to see Leo frozen, his eyes wide as he stares at me.

  “I knew the dress was nice when I saw it hanging in your closet, but seeing it on you...I. Shit. You look absolutely edible," he breaths.

  “Wow, y-you look amazing too,” I say breathlessly my eyes trailing up and down his suit clad body. He looks feckin’ hot in a charcoal grey suit, it fits him like a glove. The fitted jacket and trousers showcasing the gorgeousness beneath it. I can’t wait to see his arse in those trousers.

  “Here, I’ll take those to the car, you wait here.”

  I nod, completely mute and hand over my boots and clothes. I lean against the wall beside the bathroom door and watch him walk away, I was right those trousers are amazing from what little I can see. I grab a pamphlet from the table beside me and fan myself.

  “Ready?” He asks sneaking up on me, holding his arm out for me to take, a cheeky smirk on his face. I quickly drop the pamphlet back on the table and take it, my cheeks colouring.

  “We’re a bit early so I thought we’d go for a drink first.”

  “Mmm, I could do with a beer, but I guess I should have wine,” I say and gag at the thought of it.

  “If you want a beer you can have one.” He says. Sitting me at a secluded table, he goes to get our drinks.

  Once he’s back we relax and talk about our day. I move closer to him and pull out my phone, I want as many pictures as I can get of our time together, and he looks too feckin hot in the suit to not document it. We smile and I take a quick pic, it turns out wrong and you can hardly see either of us. My selfie skills are shite. We laugh and Leo tries to get a better one, it turns out neither of us are great at it…he barely gets his eye in this one.

  “Do you need a hand there?” The bartender asks coming around the bar.

  “Please,” I ask still giggling.

  “Not a problem lass. Okay, cuddle her and smile,” he instructs. Leo pulls me into him and I smile happily. “Wow, you two make a beautiful couple.”

  “Thank you,” I say taking my phone.

  “Have a grand night.”

  We finish our drinks, still huddled together closely, neither wanting to let go. My hand rubs his thigh absently as his thumb rubs circles across my shoulder.

  Chapter 16

  Kaitlyn

  Sitting in a cellar while eating doesn’t sound too appetizing but it’s gorgeous and cosy with a roaring fire in the hearth and the man I’ve fallen in love with across from me. I know unbelievable right? I can no longer deny it though, having him here only confirmed what I knew a while ago.

  Leo smiles at me and places a box on the table in front of me.

  “What’s that?” I ask, looking from him to the box.

  “A present. Open it,” he encourages, pushing it closer to me.

  “T-thank you,” I stutter, pic
king up the box. My hand shaking slightly. “You didn’t have to.”

  “I wanted to. As soon as I saw it, I thought of you.”

  “I have your gift at home. I didn’t know we were…”

  “Kaitlyn, stop fussing and open the gift,” he laughs.

  I pull the bow and lift the lid up slowly. Tears gather in my eyes when I see what’s inside.

  “Oh, Leo.”

  “Do you like it?” He smiles.

  “I love it,” I sigh, opening it again.

  “Here, let me,” he says standing and taking the box. Sitting straighter I lift my hair as he clasps the delicate chain around my neck; a gold book pendant with a diamond heart in the middle.

  He places a kiss on my neck once it’s in place. “Thank you,” I whisper turning around and hugging him tightly.

  “I also have another gift for you, but we’ll have to share it," he whispers into my hair. I look up confused. Taking my hand he places it over his heart and my breath hitches. "My heart, it's yours…it might go back to America with me, but the reason it beats as hard as it is right now, is you..."

  My eyes sting, and I swallow hard, my throat is clogged with the tears I am desperately trying to hold back.

  “I love you too, Leo,” I choke out. “I don’t know…” He cuts me off with his lips…we’re finally kissing. His lips are soft but eager, his tongue swipes my lips and I open, needing to taste him, after all the false starts I am desperate for more of him.

  “Maybe, we should get dessert to go,” Leo moans pulling back. I whimper trying to pull him back.

  “Check please,” he tells the passing waiter, who smirks and rushes off.

  I finish my pop and grab my bag while Leo deals with the check. We walk out as quickly as we can without me breaking anything.

  The drive home is painful, not only because I was driving barefooted after refusing to wear boots with this dress. But also because I’m painfully aware of Leo beside me and that we will be having sex soon. Luckily it’s not a long drive or I would have pulled over and mounted him already.

  By the time I park I’m a bag of nerves, to say it’s been a while is an understatement. The drive has given time for my insecurities to kick in. I can’t be as bad as Shane said, surely. Sex is pretty basic, right?

  “Do you want some tea?” I ask hanging my bag by the door.

  "No, I think I'm ready for dessert now," he whispers eyeing me hungrily.

  “How about you light the fire while I go and fetch your present?”

  “Can’t wait,” he growls.

  “O-okay,” I stutter and escape up stairs, when I get there I kneel on the floor and grab the carefully wrapped present I ordered a couple of weeks back for Leo, when I saw it I knew I had to get it for him. So, when he surprised me with this visit I knew it would be perfect as a secondary Valentine’s Day gift. I place it on the bed and do another gymnast move to get the zip down, and hang the dress up carefully. I pull the blood red corset out of the posh bag and look at it trying to work out how it goes. Why do these things not come with instructions?

  Wrapping it around my chest, I sigh when I feel the tiny hooks in the lining, as I fasten it it gets tighter pulling everything in and shoving a lot upward, my breasts are basically spilling out of it. Picking up the knickers that go with it, I examine them. I’d hardly call them knickers, they won’t cover much; but I guess that’s the point. I shrug and pull them on. ‘In for a penny’ and all that. And last but not least, the long, silk, black robe. I shiver as it slides smoothly across my sensitive skin. Looking in the mirror I nod, happy with what I see.

  I head downstairs slowly, raising the robe, I don’t want to fall; not tonight.

  Entering the living room, I see Leo sitting in front of a roaring fire on my fur blanket and Mr. Willy nowhere in sight. I smile walking towards him.

  “That’s a big gift.”

  “It’s something I saw a few weeks ago, I bought it thinking I’d send it to you, that was before I knew you were coming here…” I shrug sitting in front of him.

  “Aww, thank you.” He kisses my lips softly, quickly as he takes the gift. “You look amazing,” he whispers running a hand up my leg.

  “Nu-uh, open it.” He sits up and rips the paper, he gasps his face a picture of shock.

  “Is that?” He breaths stroking the glass.

  “Yep.”

  “Oh, my god. Kaitlyn, this is the most amazing gift.”

  “I’m glad you like it.”

  “I fucking love it. Thank you so much. I can’t believe you got me a signed Lord of the Rings’ poster.”

  “All the cast signed it, and look,” I say pointing at one signature in particular.

  “Holy shit! Is that?”

  “Yep, Peter Jackson signed it too.”

  “I fucking love you.” He breathes and pulls me to him, his lips take mine in the hottest kiss. I moan. Pulling away, I take the framed poster and place it on the sofa before coming back and straddling Leo’s legs. His hands grip my hips, pulling me into him as he takes my mouth again; more roughly this time.

  His talented tongue twists and flicks across mine, I can’t wait to have it between my legs teasing me, before taking me to heaven. His strong hands hold my hips captive, grinding me against his impressive bulge. I’m panting, hot and practically dripping with want. Sliding his hands beneath the belt of my robe he pulls it open and slides it off my shoulders, kissing my exposed shoulders as it flutters to the floor.

  Planting my hands on his chest I push him back so he’s laid out for me.

  “Mmm, now this is what I call dessert,” I whisper, my fingers working the buttons of his shirt, and trousers, my lips and tongue pay homage to the magnificent body beneath the suit.

  When I have him down to tight black boxers I sit back and take in the sight before me. I can’t believe how fit he is, there isn’t an inch of fat on his body. The only perfect imperfection is a birthmark on his right hip. Looking at it closely, I smile, it looks a little like a shamrock. I bend and lay a lingering kiss over it before letting my eager fingers remove the last scrap of material, and take in the pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.

  I lick my lips staring at the long, thick cock pointing straight at me, it’s veined and throbbing, the head already leaking pre-come.

  “Keep looking at me like that, and I won’t be able to restrain myself any longer,” Leo groans.

  “Then don’t. I want all of you…take me Leo,” I whisper. Letting my fingers unhook my corset, I watch him as I slowly release the hooks one at a time. Leaning up on his arms he watches, his eyes flaring and smouldering as more skin comes into view. When I get to the last hook I release it and hold the material to my chest for a minute more. I let it fall; baring myself to his scorching gaze.

  “Fuck, Kaitlyn,” he groans. Sitting up he buries his head in my chest licking and biting my heavy breasts. I’ve been dying to feel his hands and mouth on me.

  I moan loudly when his hands cup and squeeze my aching flesh. I can’t take anymore teasing, I take his head in my hands and direct his mouth where I need it. Growling his approval, he takes turns licking each of my nipples, before sucking one into his mouth and pinching the other. I throw my head back clutching him to me I moan.

  “Yes. Oh god, Leo. Yes,” I yell gyrating my hips in his lap, my pussy seeking the friction I desperately need to send me over the edge. “I’m so close,” I groan trying to hit the right spot.

  Without breaking his ministrations, Leo slides his hand into my knickers his fingers quickly finding my clit, he rubs me gently before applying just the pressure I need to send me flying.

  “Leo, LEO,” I scream, clenching and shaking uncontrollably. I feel myself being lowered to the floor. I sigh opening my eyes and look up at the gorgeous bloke lying beside me, the glow of the fire caresses his skin.

  “That was fuckin’ amazing. I can’t wait to feel that tight little pussy milking my cock.” He says trailing his fingers down between my breasts and a
cross my belly. I suck in a breath as his hand moves lower. “These are pretty, but I think it’s time they go,” he says, kneeling up he slowly pulls my soaking wet knickers down my thighs and off.

  His eyes follow his hands as they glide up my calves, pausing at my knees he pulls them up and spreads my legs nice and wide, he takes a minute before moving between my thighs, his hands rub and squeeze me, making my legs shake in anticipation.

  “Please,” I beg, squeezing my eyes shut unable to watch. My hips thrust up seeking contact, at this point I need the dominant man I know is dying to be released.

  “Please what?” He asks pausing. I almost cry in frustration. I need him, desperately and right now I’ll take any part of him, as long as he touches me.

  “Touch me. Please, Leo. I need you to touch me,” I moan. Taking his hand I place it over my pussy and use his finger to rub my clit, with every swipe of his fingers, tingles rush through my neglected pussy. I’m slick and ready.

  When I push his fingers into me he finally snaps. Growling, he thrusts two fingers in and out of me hard and fast just the way I need. I moan, my back bowing off the floor, my breasts thrust up. An offering. Bending over me he sucks greedily.

  “Come for me, baby,” he demands, as his thumb strokes my clit quickly. I clench around his fingers, my body obeying his command. “That’s it, come all over my fingers.”

  “Yes. Oh goddddd, YES,” I yell, seeing stars before my eyes.

  The thin layer of sweat coating my body makes me shiver pleasurably as I come back to earth. I smile sleepily, peeling my heavy eyes open. I frown not seeing Leo above me, I blink and sit up slightly.

  We can’t be done. I look around not seeing him. I sigh when I see him come through the door, he stalks toward me, hungry, predatory. His eyes connect with mine as he brings the condom wrapper up to his mouth and rips it open. Thank god, someone remembered the condom.

  I lean back and watch as he pinches the end and pulls the condom over his hard cock, feck me. The sight of him stroking himself is nearly enough to make me come again, almost.

  Coming to stop in between my spread legs he stands for a few seconds stroking himself, watching me. Dropping to his knees, he pulls me up and around until my back is to him and I’m sitting on his thighs. His arms band around me pulling me in tight against him, chest to back, big hands cup my breasts, squeezing, pinching my nipples making me moan, I feel my wetness start to drip down my thighs.