I woke up missing the warmth of Christian's body by my side. I stretched out my hand looking for his warmth next to me in bed but only found a void. I opened my eyes and indeed he was not by my side, but I felt someone laughing near me. I sat on the bed and what a surprise it was to see him sitting at the foot of the bed dressed in jeans and a tight gray shirt. His face was as radiant as usual today with the two-day beard I liked so much. When I noticed his hand, he was carrying a tray with breakfast on which I stared.
—What's the reason for breakfast in bed today? —I said to him as I sat on the bed and took the tray from his hands.
—What do you say we go out on the yacht and come back tomorrow, I've already told Kate and Elliot and they thought it was a great idea. —he said as he slid his hand down my cheek.
—That's fine with me. —I said to him as I started breakfast.
—Well, as soon as you finish breakfast, we'll leave. —he said to me while I stared at him for a moment, stopping the toast I was carrying towards my mouth.
—Aren't we going to wear clothes?
—It's not that we're going to need much, I'm going to have you as much time as possible without it. —he smiled back at me. —Just what you're wearing and the bikini. —he answered me while I put the toast in my mouth.
I had breakfast as fast as I could while Christian kept his eyes on me. I finished breakfast and put the tray aside as I got up naked from bed on my way to the bathroom and Christian kept watching me sitting on the bed. But in spite of what I imagined he didn't follow me and I thanked him for what I most wanted at the time was some privacy. I went into the shower to relax my body after what I had dreamt last night or rather after remembering something of the tragic event. The hot water relaxed my body at once. I took the opportunity to shave completely and then came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, passing in front of Christian on my way to the closet to look for the clothes. I took out a bikini that I put on the bed, one that I had never worn before, very short, covering only what was necessary. I looked for a short denim shorts, faded and frayed, a T-shirt with white straps and black ones with a high cut. I took off my towel by throwing it in Christian's face, making him laugh. I took the bikini and put it under his attentive and penetrating grey gaze, then I finished dressing with the rest of the clothes until I picked up my hair in a braid. When I finished I stood in front of Christian who was looking at me smiling.
—You want to kill me with a heart attack, don't you? —he said to me as I settled between his legs and he put his hands on my buttocks.
I wrapped my hands around his neck as I brought my lips closer to his ear.
—That's the idea. —I whispered to him, biting his earlobe. I felt him moan very quietly. —We can go now, I'm ready. —I said to him as I separated from him and walked towards the door.
Christian took my hand just before he opened the door. He turned me towards him and only after giving me a delicious and exciting kiss did we go out into the room where Kate and Elliot were waiting for us.
—It took a long time. What were you doing? — said Elliot as he raised his eyebrows suggestively and Kate hit him in the head. —Ow. —he complained as he passed his hand where he had given it and looked at Kate laughing.
—Nothing you don't do with Kate. Can we go now? —Christian replied as he smiled slightly at me and for a moment my cheeks dyed red.
The four of us left the apartment closing the door behind us and heading for the elevator that led us to the underground parking lot from where we left for the marina.
We were in separate cars, Kate and Elliot in one car and we in another as Christian and I went to their apartment on Sunday. It was a beautiful Sunday morning, very sunny, excellent for spending the day on a yacht. After sailing Kate and I went straight into the kitchen and prepared some macaroni and ham and cheese as we listened to music and danced in the kitchen. We were very concentrated until we felt someone laughing.
Christian and Elliot were both standing at the kitchen door laughing.
—I see they are very lively. —Christian said with his arms folded.
—I think we should do this more often. —Elliot said, turning to Christian.
—We can have lunch now, we're done right now.
—It's about time, I'm hungry. —said Elliot laughing.
—You're always hungry. —Christian said to him as he ran one arm over his shoulders and they both walked towards the bar to sit down.
As soon as we finished lunch we went out on deck.
—Let's take a bath. —Christian said to me as he quickly took off his shirt and jeans.
—I'm going to get some sun. —I said to him as I took off my shirt, my shorts and the converses and I was getting ready to lie down in a lounger.
—Yes, but you're going to catch it with me in the water. —he said to me and without giving me time to react he carry me in his arms and jumping with me towards the water while I screamed.
—Christian, that's not funny. —I shouted at him when I pulled my head out of the water, but he was nowhere. —It's not funny anymore. —I shouted at him as I continued to look for him, I was beginning to worry. —Christian! —I shouted again.
—You don't have to shout. —said a voice behind me.
I turned and found Christian behind me.
—Don't do that to me anymore, you scared me. —I shouted at him as he threw water on his face and laughed.
—I'm sorry, forgive me.
—I'll think about it. —I answered him as I stared at him without laughing.
—Careful, I'm going. —Elliot shouted before jumping to the dive from the yacht and soaking us all.
Kate joined us and we spent some time bathing and enjoying the salt water and the warmth of the sun over our bodies.
—I'm going to get something to drink. —I said as I was leaving and headed for the kitchen after drying myself with a towel and entangling it in my body.
—That towel doesn't go with you.
—Shit! —I said, letting go of the glass in my hands that ended up on the floor shattered. —You must stop doing that. —I said to him, hitting him on the chest with my hand.
—And you must get rid of that towel. —he smiled at me, trying to get rid of it, but I took his hand and slapped him.
—I haven't forgiven you yet. —I said to him, walking away from his reach.
—And what must I do to be forgiven? —he said as I felt his steps behind me following me.
—I don't know yet, I'm thinking about it. —I continued walking towards the dressing rooms.
—Well, I've already thought of a way for you to forgive me. —he said as I turned briefly and saw him smiling at me in the way I liked so much.
—I don't think you can convince me. —I replied as I arrived at the main cabin and entered.
—Well, I think so. —he said to me as he closed the door after he entered and came quickly upon me attacking my lips and getting rid of the towel.
I have no idea where the towel fell, I only know that his hands were squeezing at my waist as he devoured my lips and led me somewhere. I only knew where I was when I felt the hot water fall on my body. My eyes were closed as I absorbed all the sensations. His warm lips biting lightly on mine as his expert tongue explored my mouth making me moan. His body imprisoned me against the wall letting me feel how excited he was. His hands quickly lowered the underside of my bikini and after getting rid of his shorts he began to rub against my sex.
—Are you sure you can't forgive me? —he said, lowering his warm lips down my skin, kissing and biting my neck.
—Still...I am...thinking. —I replied between groans as I wrapped my hands around his neck and he lifted one of my legs to get just a little bit into me and then back up.
—I'm going to make you not think about it much longer. —he answered me while he was taking my other leg and getting up while I was leaning against the wall and I was entangling my legs in his waist.
And it began to come in and out of me, over and over again, faster and faster, with more energy. With controlled movements and strong and fast cladding that made both of us moan. Christian had turned off the water before he charged me and now the only thing in the bathroom was the heat that escaped from our bodies. Christian's lips did not leave mine containing our groans.
—God! —I exclaimed against his lips as I felt him deep inside me.
—Do you forgive me already? —he asked me between groans as he stopped his robes and we both stared into each other's eyes.
—Are you going to continue this torture? —I asked him as I squeezed my legs more at his waist.
—Only until you say you forgive me. —he said as he began to move slowly.
—Chris. —I exclaimed in a groan. —I forgave you from the moment you smiled at me in the corridor.
And then he bit my lower lip slightly and began to enter inside me quickly, causing my walls to contract around his warm, throbbing limb within me. Then it stopped, came out of me, lowered me and turned me. And I rested my hands on the wall while he leaned forward and separating my legs he entered me. This time it entered deeper into me as it moved deliciously slow. His hands were on my waist squeezing me tightly as his envelopes increased. Every second my walls tightened more around him and our groans intensified more and more. Christian lifted one of his hands from my waist all the way up my back to my shoulder to enter faster and deeper into me. His hand on my shoulder threw an electric shock all over my spine and then I couldn't contain myself anymore, I exploded into an intense orgasm as I groaned loudly feeling as Christian groaned too and filled myself completely with a few more envelopes.
My body, which had endured so much, couldn't stand it any longer and my legs bent, causing me to fall to the ground in ecstasy of so much pleasure. Christian ducked beside me and pulled me towards his chest where his heart was beating wildly as if he wanted to escape from there.
—This has been... wow! —I said with a gasping breath trying to find the words to describe how intense it had been.
—You know, this is the first time I've run out of air. —he said, making me laugh.
—This has been intense, very intense. —I said to him as he ran his hand through my hair.
—I think the word you're looking for is amazing. —he said to me while I looked at him smiling.
—You're right, it was amazing. —I said to him as I stole a kiss from him.
We were both on the bathroom floor hugging as the water fell on us relaxing our bodies. I don't remember when he opened the shower again, I just remembered what it was like to feel it inside of me, and I couldn't stop a groan from escaping my lips while my body shuddered at the thought of feeling it inside of me one more time.
—You know that I love, right? —he told me by making me come back to reality and turn around to look at him smiling tenderly.
—I know, I love you too. — I answered him while he kissed me slowly.
—Now what if we're going to prepare something for dinner? —he said, getting up from the floor and helping me to get up too.
—Right, dinner, I'd forgotten. —I replied, smiling at him as he closed the shower.
I loved these moments when we were together, each one was unique. We got out of the shower and Christian started drying me with a towel as he squeezed my body and I smiled. Then we felt a cell phone ringing and it was clearly not mine.
—I must take the call. —he said as he tucked a towel around his waist and came out of the bathroom.
I finished drying myself and then remembered that the clothes had been left up on the deck. Now what did I put on? I tangled the towel in my body and was ready to leave when I heard Christian arguing with someone. I peered out slowly opening the door just a little and heard part of the conversation.
—How did you get this number?...no, I'm not interested in anything you have to say... How do you say?... —At every moment Christian became more and more angry. —...if you touch his hair or get close to her, I swear I'll find you, whoever you are, wherever you are and you'll pay for it... hello... hello... —and after that he threw his cell phone hard against the wall.
—Fuck! —he shouted as he put his hands on his head and spun around the room, frustrated and I slowly closed the door.
I decided to go out and pretend I hadn't heard anything. I breathed hard several times and then opened the door again. Christian was sitting on the bed with his head in his hands. I could see the remains of the cell phone scattered on the floor.
—What happened to the cell phone? —I asked him as I pointed to the remains on the floor and he lifted his head.
But he didn't say anything, he just looked at me and put his head back in his hands. I sat next to him and stared at him.
—Maybe if you tell me, I could help you? —I asked him as he lifted his head and looked at me.
—I don't think you can the truth. —he answered me while I was squinting at him.
—If you don't tell me, you won't know. —I asked him while he looked at me squinting.
—As things stand I see only two options, one is to look for bodyguards. —he said to me as I wrinkled my eyebrows at the thought of having someone watching my steps all the time.
—And what is the other option? I don't really like the first one very much.
—Keep you close to me all the time. —he replied as he smiled slightly but quickly became serious again.
—I like this option better. —I said to him while he laughed, but he remained serious which gave me to understand that the problem was more serious than I imagined.
—I suppose all this has to do with the person who called on the phone. Won't you tell me who it was?
I thought he wouldn't tell me. For a moment he stared into my eyes until he exhaled the air from his lungs.
—I think the best way to protect you is to tell you. —he said to me as he took my hands between his own and looked me in the eyes. —The son of a bitch who called on the phone is the one who burned down the club.
—But how do you know it was him?
—He told me so himself, but that's not all. —he said to me while now he was getting much more serious. —he threatened to kidnap you. —he said to me while I looked horrified.
—What! —I exclaimed frightened. —But why?
—I don't know. You haven't had any problems with anyone, have you?
—Not the truth, I don't know why someone would want to hurt me.
—Don't worry, love, I won't let anything happen to you.
—And how do you intend to protect me? I don't think you can face a maniac, I saw you fight in school and I remember you got beaten up. —I said to him exasperated but when I looked at his face he smiled. — What are you not telling me? — I asked intrigued now.
—I studied Aikido in England. —he answered me while I looked at him in astonishment.
—That's why Elliot's afraid of you. —I said to him, laughing as he nodded.
—In England I was looking for a lot of trouble, especially when I got drunk in a bar, so you will understand that after several beatings I decided not to let them beat me again and I decided to learn some martial art to defend myself.
—I think I feel much better now knowing that I have someone protecting me. —I said to him as he smiled at me and bowed his lips to mine to kiss me.
—What intrigues me most is how he got my number. —he said thoughtfully as he looked for clothes in the closet to put on.
—And what am I supposed to wear? — I asked him as he turned briefly to look at me wrapped in the towel and sitting at the foot of the bed.
—I think I can help you with that. —he said as he opened the closet and after looking inside he threw me a short and a t-shirt.
—I was amazed to see that they were my size and I squinted at him.
—When did you buy this? —I asked him as I held the clothes in my hands.
—A few days after we kissed in front of your apartment. —he said, walking in my direction. —When I invited you to spend the weekend in my apartment. You were so late in answering me that I intended to kidnap you and have you completely at my mercy for a few days if you didn't accept. —he said to me as he came to where I was and slid a hand down my cheek making me close my eyes. —So I bought you some clothes and brought them here. —he said to me as if it were the most natural thing in the world. I opened my eyes and met a smiling Christian.
—And when were you going to kidnap me?
—When you came down with Elliot's suitcase from the apartment.
—I can confess something to you. —I said to him as he nodded and I approached his ear to whisper to him. — I didn't have to think much about your invitation, the next day when I saw you in the morning I decided, I just wanted to torture you a little. —I answered him as I separated myself from him and he looked at me smiling mischievously.
—Then everything was to get some fun, right. —he said to me as he took my clothes off my hands, threw them to the bed and put his hands on my waist still covered by the towel. —You know, I how to have fun too. —he said to me as he pushed me into bed and opened my towel.
Then he started kissing me from the neck, slowly, he was coming to my breasts when they knocked on the cabin door.
—The lovers, dinner is almost ready, when you want to go out, well if you want. —said Elliot from the other side.
Christian and I looked at each other and laughed as we both sat in bed.
—I think we'd better go to dinner. —he said as he went back to the closet and pulled out some clothes to dress himself.