Nodding, her mother had gently patted her hand. “Well I hope that you and Alexos still feel that way when I need a place to stay for a bit”
Grace had swallowed the words that at the end of that month they would no longer be together, knowing instinctively that her mother needed to believe that all would be well.
“You will always have a home with me” her only comment.
That night as she had once more moved into her room, she was full of indecision. By the end of the month the two would once more go their own ways, could they maintain some form of believability for his father, and now her mother? Frowning softly the thoughts had played through her head as a gentle tap had broken her reverie.
Hearing her soft voice, Alexos had moved into the room.
“I thought you might need help removing that necklace” his voice full of laughter as she had looked back at him through the mirror a chuckle leaving her.
“You are so thoughtful” a seductive edge coming to her voice, as she had allowed him to undo the catch placing the wonderful jewellery back into the box with the bracelet, her look once more meeting his in the mirror.
“This dress is also difficult…do you think you could help there too?”
With a laugh he had slowly turned her, pulling her into his arms and kissing her “To hell with ‘propriety’…I didn’t sleep well last night, and I am staying here”
Grace smiling against his mouth, her tone full of laughter “Well …OK, if it is for your health”
His kiss had been gentle, so loving this thought tearing at Grace as she had slid her arms around his neck, his fingers sliding the zip down allowing the dress to drop to the floor. Pulling back from her his eyes had once more skirted down her body, a small groan leaving him as she stood with only a small thong.
“You are so beautiful Grace” his murmured words making her shiver, her fingers sliding down his chest, down his toned belly and grazing the front of his trousers. Her eyes had never once left his, feeling the rush of excitement as his eyes had closed with just the smallest touch of her hand against the straining hardness of him. With a masculine growl he had bent down, sweeping her into his arms and striding purposefully to the bed.
“You are a wicked woman” his mouth smiling widely as he dropped her gently onto the bed, stepping back to throw off his own clothes, his movement frantic to remove the layers of clothing to be beside her once more. As he had finally stood naked, she had moved to her knees balancing on the edge of the bed, her small hand reaching out for the heat of him. Alexos had moaned softly as her hand had enveloped him, a tremor passing through his body. As she had leant forward, her small tongue flicking over the head of him he had shuddered, words of Greek leaving his mouth as his hands hand had gathered her hair pulling it from her lovely face.
Looking up at him, she had no idea how sensual she looked, her mouth kissing along the length of him, Alexos hardly able to breathe.
“Should I stop Alexos…should I stop being wicked?”
Her words making his mouth quirk, his head shaking
“No…never stop…never be anything less”
Her laugh reverberated around him as her small mouth had taken the tip of him, Alexos seeing stars with the intensity of the sensations. As her hand had pulled on him that soft mouth had slid further down his hardness, his hands gripping her head, hips moving against her with a will of their own. Completely unable to believe how quickly she was bringing him to the ultimate release he had groaned and in a voice full of pleading he had pulled back from her “Too much Grace…stop”
She had moved to take him into her hand, keeping up the onslaught on his body. As his head had fallen back, his hands had grown rigid through her hair and he had climaxed, panting and crying out her name his legs buckling as he had fallen on the bed beside her. Curling up beside him he had wrapped an arm around her shoulder Grace listening to the rapid way his heartbeat thudded against her, smiling gently.
“Wow…we make an amazing team you and I Miss Leotta” he had chuckled as she had purred softly beside him. After several minutes, he had turned, moving her gently onto her back, a sensual smile filling his face.
“You are not the only one who can be wicked…in fact …you are still an amateur, I on the other hand have been practicing”
With a chuckle she had ran her fingers down his sides, eyes flashing back at him
“Well I of course bow to your ….experience”
Alexos laughing as his mouth had descended to take hers. For what seemed like forever, he had teased and tantalised every part of her until he had moved over her, entering her in one long sure stroke, Grace crying his name as she had exploded into a thousand fragments of light before the darkness had flooded in behind, her body going limp at the intensity of her own release.