Chapter 21 – We Have Magic
A pair of Paloma Barceló doris flat espadrille sandals glided across the shiny tiled floor of Jacksonville airport, after a 2 ½ hour flight from Newark airport seated next to a very chatty woman facing a mid-life crisis, Izzy was more than pleased to be in the blazing heat that Florida had to offer, and she hadn't even stepped outside yet. She was thankful she had worn a pair of J. Crew misfit studded cotton shorts and loose fitting white cotton t-shirt, and she purposely worn a Tara Matthews white and blue sequined halterneck bikini underneath her clothes to take full advantage of the pool at Stephens house. She couldn't wait to relax; she had put in a lot of overtime at work to make up for the afternoons off last week and the short notice trip away. She pulled her Louis Vuitton monogram suitcase behind her, keeping an eye out for Stephen as she neared the exit of the airport; she eventually spotted him signing autographs. 'Stephen's famous' she told herself, his down to earth demeanour often made her forget that.
Her suitcase stopped moving, she pushed the handle down and sat on a generic uncomfortable airport seat; she wanted nothing more than to run over and hug the life out of him but she knew how much he loved his fans. People watching was always fun though, for about five minutes; and after two minutes the flurry of travellers ceased. Izzy glanced over at Stephen, a petite brunette was hanging from his neck; he had told her a lot of female fans were like this but that still didn't stop the pang of jealousy coating her body. She pulled her blackberry from the Diane Von Furstenberg Stephanie hobo bag resting on her lap and sent quick message to Cas letting her know she had landed safely. She placed her bag on top of her suitcase just as the light around her became a little darker; she looked up to see Stephen looking back at her. She immediately jumped up from her seat and latched herself onto him; the week had gone by far too slow, but she couldn't stop smiling now she was back in his arms.
"I've missed yeh." He mumbled into her hair, he cupped her face in his large hands and kissed her hard; his passion deepening the kiss. He pulled back and looked into her lust filled eyes, "I hope yeh missed me too." Her full lips curved into a smile, there was no need to answer him; over the week she had reminded him how much she was missing him. Instead she kissed him, thankful his lip had healed.
"Can we go now?" She was becoming increasingly aware of people watching them.
"Yeah, how was the flight?" she picked up her bag and slipped it onto her shoulder as Stephen took hold of her suitcase, she had learnt not to protest; he would always win.
"Just wonderful, a very delightful woman didn't hesitate to tell me her entire life story and every detail of her marital breakdown." Stephen laughed at her misery; his hand was resting on the small of her back guiding her out of the airport.
"That's why yeh have an iPod." She glanced up at him, seeing him smirk.
"I have one, that didn't stop her though! I think she was hoping for some kind of free therapy." A wave of heat cascaded over her; she grabbed the Gucci sunglasses nestled in her bag and slipped them on shielding her eyes from the blazing sun. Stephen chuckled at her again and stopped behind a shiny black Cadillac Escalade; he popped the trunk open and put her suitcase in as she inspected the vehicle.
"Very nice." She complimented whilst walking to the side door, as usual Stephen beat her to it; he stood holding the door open for her, "Thank you." She instantly sunk into the cool leather seat, a few minutes later they were on their way out of Jacksonville driving towards St. Augustine. She became more anxious the closer they got, the hour long journey seemed to be taking forever; eventually they arrived at a neighbourhood called Barrataria Island. She sat staring out of the window in awe, the streets were lined with palm trees and the houses were huge. Her eyes momentarily wandered over to Stephen, his eyes were focused on the road. He pulled the car into a long paved driveway; her eyes were wide as she looked at the house in front of them.
"This is where you live?" she stated in disbelief, a stone path led up to a tall white arched door, a large balcony wrapped around the second floor and disappeared behind the house. Towering palm trees lined the path and driveway.
"Sure is, I lived near St. Augustine Shores then moved here 7 months ago." He smiled at her then opened the car door stepping out into the sunshine. Izzy took a deep breath then did the same, glad to be able to stretch her legs. Stephen had already grabbed her suitcase; he took her hand in his and led her towards the house.
"It's beautiful here, you're so lucky." She squeezed his hand before he let go to unlock the door.
"I know," she didn't miss his eyes travelling up and down her body, "It's the perfect place to relax after getting beat up all week." He pushed the door open and set her suitcase inside; grabbing her hand he pulled her inside and shut the door behind them. She was immediately pulled against Stephens' hard body, his hands running down her back and gripping her behind. He captured her lips in a hungry kiss, she let her bag drop to the floor then wrapped her arms around his neck; standing on her tip toes pushing her body closer to his. He ran a hand up her back, grabbing a fist full of her long hair; he gently tugged on the blonde locks causing her to moan into his mouth. As he stopped kissing her she opened her eyes, they instantly met Stephens lust filled grey orbs.
He pressed his forehead against hers, "I promise I'll take yeh mind off things." She didn't for one second doubt him; her mind was already free from all thoughts bar the man she was pushed up against, and even those thoughts were a little incoherent, she knew that was the effect Stephen had on her. He took hold of her hand and picked up her suitcase, "I'll show yeh around."
Izzy took the opportunity to take in the surroundings; she was stood on a plush brown rug lying on top of white tiled marble floor. To the left of the front door a staircase curved upwards towards a balcony that overlooked the foyer, the white wash walls around them were dotted with various paintings. She followed Stephen up the stairs and down a short corridor; he pushed open the door at the very end and placed her suitcase inside. He turned and smiled at her before pulling her through the door; her eyes immediately set upon a large king sized bed covered in red bed sheets. Wriggling free from his grip she walked across the soft cream carpet over to one of 3 large arched windows, the sight through the clear glass took her breath away. Bright blue choppy water carried on for miles; she felt Stephen stand behind her, she looked over her shoulder at him.
"This is amazing," she turned back to look out of the window again; "I don't get why you would move to New York when you live here."
"I have the best of both worlds I guess, I grew up in a city so it only feels right to live somewhere like New York. But I can come here and escape, even if it's only for a few days." He slipped both arms around her waist and pulled her flush to his body, Izzy melted into his arms as he started pressing kisses along her neck. Out of the corner of her eye she spotted a sparkle of blue, she smiled as she saw the corner of the pool outside.
She turned in Stephens arms, placing both of her hands on his wide chest, "Want to take a dip?"
Glancing outside then back at Izzy, he raised an eyebrow at her; "Right now?"
Izzy nodded knowing she could easily persuade him; she pried his arms from around her waist and kicked off her sandals. She couldn't help but smirk as she pulled her white cotton t-shirt over her head, the material dropped to the floor behind her. Her skin tingled; she felt Stephens heated gaze float across her body as she unbuttoned her shorts and pushed them down her legs.
She stepped over the shorts and closer to Stephen, "Right now." He licked his lips before stealing a heated kiss.
"Give me two minutes." He growled against her ear, with that he walked away from her into what she assumed was the en suite bathroom. She turned back to the window and gazed out at the ocean, she felt like the luckiest girl in the world. The bathroom door clicked shut; she glanced over her shoulder as Stephen approached her, he had changed into a pair of black board shorts and he looked particularly yummy. He opened the glass sliding door that lead onto the balcony then grinned at her, "After you." She couldn't wait to get outside; the smell of ocean air flooded her senses as her feet hit the decked balcony. The pool came into full view as they walked down the steps at the side of the house; the pool was surrounded by large grey slab stones that led towards a set of seats and a fire pit. She stood at the edge of the pool, judging whether to get in gradually or in one swift jump.
"I don't really want to get my hair wet so..." a loud screech left Izzys mouth as she was hoisted into the air and thrown into warm water. She quickly reached the surface and took a deep breath pushing her now wet hair away from her face. Disbelief etched her face as Stephen stood at the side of the pool obviously pleased with his work, "Oh my god, I can't believe you just did that."
"Did what?" Stephen plastered an innocent look on his face before laughing at her again, "Yeh said yeh wanted to go for a dip." Before she could get another word out, he leapt off the side off the pool and once again she was covered with water. Within seconds he was in front of her, his arm snaking around her waist. He reached up and pushed some of her wet hair away from her face, "Yeh still look gorgeous."
"You always know what to say don't you?" She smiled and placed her hands at the back of his neck, her fingers toying with his hair.
"I just tell the truth." She kissed his soft lips and ran her hands through his hair; she honestly thought he was perfect in every way possible.
"So what do you have planned for us then?" She was curious as to what they would be doing, she only knew about the house show on Friday, but that was two days away.
"Tonight I'm going to show you how much I've missed yeh," she grinned; that was certainly something she was looking forward to; "Tomorrow I'm taking yeh into the city, then tomorrow night I want yeh to meet some of me friends."
"Really?" she directed her question at his last statement, meeting his friends was a huge step.
"Yeah, any opportunity to show yeh off" he winked at her before taking hold of her thighs and lifting her up, she instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist. "But right now, I'm gonna show yeh some wrestling moves." She raised her eyebrows at him and tightened her grip around his neck.
"Now, now. Don't do something you're going to regret." She let her legs slide down from his waist, after a few moments she splashed him with water and made a dash for the other side of the pool. Her efforts were flawed as Stephen took no time to catch her and lift her onto his shoulders where she immediately met the water again. Once she came to the surface, he was already at the opposite end of the pool. She shook her head at his childish behaviour and swam over to him hoping he would play nice.
After an hour of messing about in the pool and a lazy afternoon spent lounging around the house, Izzy and Stephen were laid outside on the large wicker sofa; the fire pit burning away next to them. Izzy leant her head on his shoulder looking up into the now pink sky; his arms were wrapped around her, his thumb rubbing slow circles against her back.
As soon as Izzy turned to look at him his lips were on hers, he continued feeding her hungry kisses whilst he pulled her on top of him. He reached for her Missoni kaftan and pulled the material over her head, his hands reached for her bare breasts. Her nipples were already hard from a mix of arousal and the cool evening air, as she moaned at his touch he gathered her up and laid her down on the sofa. She felt his hard length through his jeans pushing against her panties, fuelling her need even more. Izzy slipped her hand under his shirt feeling his hot tight skin covering pure muscle, she wanted rid of the material quick. Stephen must have read her mind; he removed his shirt then continued to plant hot kisses along her collar bone, she arched her back wanting to get closer to him. She reached for his belt buckle and made quick work of undoing it, Stephen stood up to rid his jeans and boxer briefs. In a flash he was back hovering over her, with one hand he pinned her hands above her head and pulled her panties down her soft thighs with the other. He captured her lips in a passionate kiss then hooked her leg over his shoulder. She whimpered and arched her back as he pushed his thick length into her slick opening; she moaned getting used to his big size as he plunged deeper into her.
Their movements were becoming raw and greedy, both needing to find a release with each other. Izzy wrapped her other leg around his waist pulling him deeper into her, Stephen wasn't holding back anymore; he continued to drive her to the edge. His hand reached between her thighs and rubbed his thumb over her clit. She threw her head back, intense pleasure flowing through every inch of her body. She knew Stephen was close, his grip on her wrists had become tighter; his breathing more laboured. His name slipped off her tongue as her body trembled, he had pushed her over the edge and she continued to fall with every hard thrust. An array of expletives left Stephens mouth as his body turned to stone, Izzy tried to catch her breath; she started up into Stephens eyes.
She had fallen for him quickly and there was no turning back now, every fibre in her being told her she couldn't and didn't want to live without him in her life. Stephen placed a soft kiss against her lips, before she knew it 3 words slipped out of her mouth; "I love you." Instant regret settled in the pit of her stomach as Stephens grey eyes stared down at her.
To be continued...
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