“Because you’re special, mia Cara,” was all he whispered. A dazzling smile lit up her innocent sweet face as she followed him inside the sprawling house. Everything about the island was absolutely gorgeous, the brightly hued sky, the tide rising and ebbing away, the birds flying homeward, the tranquil air all around, the sound of the water lapping on the shores, everything made it look like a private Zen retreat. It boosted Cara’s mood considerably as she followed Marcus around to inspect the place. Marcus selected the huge glass-enclosed gallery room as his studio and started setting it up. The view was excellent and he immediately was in the mood to start off his second painting of the series,
“This place is so enchanting!” she gasped, staring all around the place with an enraptured look on her face. Marcus gazed at her, his whole body immediately simmering with an intense need to have her in his arms. This was a special place and he wanted to make his wish come true. He wanted to make love to her here in this very special place!
“Not as enchanting as you are.” Cara blushed and her heart did a somersault with happiness. No one had made her feel as special as Marcus did. “Come here, Cara.” Cara walked shyly towards him, her cheeks flushed hot thinking of what he was planning to do with her.
“Yes, Marcus,” she said, coming to a stop a foot away from him. Marcus’s eyes glittered with excitement, as they raked over her curvy, untouched body. He knew that he didn’t want to restrain himself any longer.
“Closer,” he whispered, making Cara blush more as she inched towards him. Marcus lost his patience and pulled her flush against his body. His arms wrapped around her while he gazed down at her upturned face. “I want us to unite as one in this special place, Cara. Will you let me make love to you?” he asked her hopefully. Cara nodded shyly, her eyes wide and dazed, making her look so adorable, young, and vulnerable that it took his breath away. Marcus picked her up in his arms, his eyes searching hers. He was amazed that she didn’t hesitate even once before agreeing to give up her virginity to him. Her soft arms wrapped around his neck and she rested her head against his shoulder. Marcus held her against his chest like his most treasured belonging in the entire world as he carried her towards the master bedroom. There wasn’t any need for words as she could feel his heart racing against her ear. She was amazed at the effect she had upon someone like him.
The huge master bedroom was so tastefully furnished in pristine white with splashes of turquoise that the sheer beauty of the place made her gasp. “Do you like it?” Marcus gazed at her wide eyes thinking how easy it was to charm her.
“It’s breath-taking. I’ve never stayed at such a heavenly place!” Marcus smiled and laid her down on the huge king-sized bed.
“Get used to this!” he said, making her face brighten up with hope. Marcus knew he could watch her the whole night without getting tired at all. He lay down, hovering over her, his eyes dilating when her sweet addictive scent hit his nose. He placed a kiss on her neck, his stubble grazing her soft skin making her tremble with need. He placed another below her earlobe, making her gasp. He took the opportunity to capture her lips in a hungry and desperate kiss that made her melt totally into him. She opened her mouth to invite him to deepen the kiss. Marcus groaned and devoured her without wasting a single second. It elicited a passionate response from her, making her kiss him back with equal fervor. Finally, when he released her to gaze deep into her eyes, she noted his dark, dilated pupils glazed with pure lust and hunger, the intensity of which drove her crazy with need. At that moment, she knew that this was it for life. She wanted him for life. She wanted everything, anything and more, she wanted all of him.
“God, I want you so badly, Cara,” he whispered into her neck.
“Then have me.” It was a simple statement yet it had so much meaning that Marcus lost all his self-restraint. His experienced fingers pulled the top out of her, still holding her gaze. Next went her jeans and finally her lingerie, leaving her exposed to his hungry gaze. He wasted no time and quickly stripped off his own clothes. Under the glowing lights of the room, Cara’s eyes widened seeing him pull his jeans down, leaving him only in his underwear. She feasted her eyes on his sculpted body, and a strange urge to run her fingers down his smooth muscular frame was too hard to ignore. Her breath hitched when he pulled his briefs down at last, exposing his massive and hard ere*tion for her eyes only. She had no idea how something that huge could fit inside her!
“Touch me, baby,” he pleaded as he lay down next to her, his fingers guiding her to his iron rod-like shaft. Her touch made him hiss with pleasure. She immediately retracted her hand as if burnt.
“Did I hurt you?” she asked with wide, innocent eyes. Marcus caught her hand and placed it back over himself.
“Not at all. You make me come alive,” he said, his eyes closing with pleasure her touch was invoking. She kept on stroking him the way he taught her till he groaned and removed her hand. “I’ll release everything here and now if you continue.” He hovered on top of her and his mouth clamped onto her breasts one at a time, while his hand stroked the other one. Cara moaned with pleasure and clung to his shoulders for support. His fingers trailed down her abdomen making her breath hitch when he found her soaking wet folds.
He pushed his finger inside her juicy slit and started working up a rhythm, making her clutch at his shoulders as an intense need started building up at the pit of her stomach. He soon increased his pace, using two fingers instead of one and all Cara could do was lay down as a wave of pleasure hit her, making her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Come for me, baby,” he ordered her and soon she came undone, her body already sagging into the bed from the explosive release. Marcus licked his fingers clean and came up to shower small, tender kisses all over her face and neck.
“Did you like that?” he whispered against her lips. Cara nodded, still with her eyes closed as she tried to calm her erratic breathing.
“Do you have the energy to continue?” he asked her tenderly, tucking the stray curls that escaped onto her face.
“Yes please,” she whispered. Marcus’s body trembled with a need so acute that he didn’t waste another second more. Picking up the packet of protection that he kept handy, he tore it open and pulled it over his throbbing shaft. He stared tenderly at her innocent face, her wide eyes that took in everything minutely for the first time in her life. His heartbeats hummed only one thing.
Mine for life.
He positioned himself above her and entered her slowly, afraid of hurting her. “Tell me if it hurts, baby,” he whispered as he pushed himself inside her warm tight core. Soon he stilled seeing the pain etched on her face. “I think this wasn’t a good idea.”
“No, don’t move. Just give me a moment to recover,” whispered Cara. Later when the pain subsided, Marcus gently made love to her, and it was an out-of-the-world experience for both of them. With all his experience, Marcus was bowled over by what they just shared. He couldn’t get enough of her, he needed more. After two rounds, he bathed her tenderly and made the most delicious dinner, all for her.
After dinner, he held her hand and led her out to the deck to watch the star-studded sky under the moonlight. There was a soft breeze blowing and he wrapped her in his arms as she sat cocooned on his lap. If this wasn’t bliss, what was? Cara knew that she could spend her whole life here with Marcus. She didn’t need anything else. As they gazed at the New York skyline, Marcus turned to look at her.
“Tell me about yourself, Cara. Tell me what you like the most. Tell me about your family, your parents. I want to know everything about you.”
“There’s nothing to know about me. I’m boring.”
“No, you’re not. You’re a beautiful, pure, and talented girl and I want to know the real you. How did you realize your love for music?” Cara sighed and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath as memories of her parents made her melancholy.
“My mom was a music teacher. She has taught me to sing and play several musical instruments since the age of two,” she said with a soft sigh. Marcus stared at the sadness in her eyes and wanted to know the cause of it but she didn’t say a single word further.
“And your dad?” he couldn’t help but ask.
Cara’s eyes flew open in panic and she mumbled something that Marcus couldn’t comprehend. “It’s getting late, Marcus. I think I’ll do the dishes now.” Without a word more, she jumped up from his lap and rushed inside leaving him stunned. What just happened? What was she trying to hide? Marcus sighed and followed her inside, the magic suddenly lost between them. He wondered what was with her dad that suddenly got her so defensive!