Two Months Later
"Good afternoon, your highness," Paul says, bowing deeply before scooping me up in his arms and twirling me around.
"Good afternoon, good sir," I reply as he leans in and kisses me breathless.
He gently sets me down and takes my hand. "Where are we off to today, Miss?" he asks. Since I started becoming closer with Paul, my mother let me outside of the palace grounds with him.
He gently sets me down and takes my hand. "Where are we off to today, Miss?" he asks. Since I started becoming closer with Paul, my mother let me outside of the palace grounds with him.
"I don't know...someplace exciting," I say, smiling as we walk over to Paul's carriage and he helps me in.
As we head off to wherever we're going, my mind wanders to Jesse. I haven't seen or spoken to him in two months...not that I expect him to want anything to do with me after what happened.
But it still makes me sad sometimes. What we had was so wonderful...and in the blink of the eye it was over.
I still wear the necklace he gave me all the time. I cannot help it, I'm still in love with him.
I never thought it would hurt so much to not be with him...if I knew back when I kissed Paul, I would have never done it.
"Something wrong, Suze?" Paul asks, putting his arm around me and pulling me closer to him.
"No, nothing's wrong Paul...I guess I'm just a little tired," I tell him softly, smiling up at him.
"Would you like to go back and rest?" he asks and I let out a soft sigh. "No, Paul, I'm fine," I reply.
"If you wouldn't mind? I don't know why I'm so tired," I say, closing me eyes for a moment.
"Of course," he says before telling the driver to take us back to the castle.
"I'm sorry I had to cut out day short, Paul," I say, frowning a little bit as he helps me down from the carriage and inside the Palace.
"It's no trouble at all, Suze," he replies, giving me a reassuring smile.
"I will see you Saturday at Supper, then?" I ask him and he nods before leaning in and kissing me softly.
We exchange our goodbyes before I hurry upstairs to my room, nearly falling on to the bed once I'm there.
I feel awful. I haven't lied to Paul in such a long time, and now here I am lying to him about being tired when I'm not tired in the least.
"Suze," I hear Renee say as she enters the room. "I wasn't expecting you back for a couple hours." Renee and I have become good friends since what happened with Jesse.
"I...sort of lied to Paul, told him that I was tired," I say and she helps me out of my day dress and into something a little more casual and comfortable.
"And I take it that you're not," she says and I smile a little, shaking my head.
"Have you...seen Jesse lately?" I ask.
"I see him everyday," Renee says and I nod, of course she does, they're both slaves, they live in the same quarters.
"Is he...how is he doing?" I ask, pulling out the pendant he gave me and gazing at it with sad eyes.
"I would be lying if I said he was doing fine," she tells me.
"Why? What's wrong?" I ask, frowning.
"What do you think?" Renee asks me, raising her brow.
I let out a sigh and close my eyes. "I feel horrible for what I did to him, Renee," I say softly.
"And you still wouldn't like me to talk to him?" she asks me.
I shake my head furiously. She asks me this almost every day and every day, I want to say yes. I miss Jesse so much.
Pursing her lips softly Renee shakes her head softly and makes to leave as I sit down on my chaise lounge, pulling out a book.
After about an hour I close my book and stand up, nearly fainting when I see Jesse. "What...what are you doing here?" I ask shakily.
He opens and closes his mouth silently before mumbling something in Spanish, "I...I shouldn't have come here," he finally says.
"No, wait!" I exclaim as he turns to leave. "Please, stay."
"I...it's not proper. You're alone, and I just...no," Jesse says, shaking his head.
He opens the servant's door and is about to leave when I whisper, "I miss you."
He turns his head slightly to look at me, "You have him now," he says bitterly.
A few tears fall from my eyes as I walk over to him. "But my heart belongs to another, it always has," I tell him.
"It could never work Susannah..." Jesse says softly to me.
"I don't care," I reply, reaching for his hand.
"So many things could go wrong...I mean, you're betrothed now Susannah," Jesse says, a look of despair on his face.
"I don't care," I repeat, taking his hand in mine. "I want you, Jesse...I need you."
"I...I just, I'm too tired to talk to you right now, Susannah," he says exasperatedly, pulling his hand away.
"Please, don't leave," I cry, reaching for his hand once more.
"Susannah...I can't go through this again. I can't," Jesse says brokenly, turning around to face me.
My heart shatters at the look he gives me, so full of hurt. "I'm sorry, Jesse," I whisper, blinking as a few tears fall from my eyes.
"Sorry can't fix everything, Suze," he says to me.
"S...Suze?" I say softly. He's never ever called me Suze before. Jesse doesn't say anything to me and this makes my heart break even more.
"Goodbye, Suze," he says softly before turning to leave. This is it. The last time I'll ever see him.
"So that's it? You...you're just going to give up, just like that?" I ask him, my voice loud in the quiet air of the morning. He stops moving and I see his shoulders tense up at my words.
I move forward and place my hand on his shoulder which only makes him tense up even more.
"Are you?" I ask him again softly.
He is silent for a moment before turning around. He doesn't say anything, just looks into my eyes.
"You haven't answered me yet," I say almost silently.
He sighs and rests his hand on my cheek, stroking it softly. "The things you do to me, querida," he mumbles before kissing me softly.
I smile, my heart feeling like it's exploding with happiness, which doesn't really sound like the greatest thing, but it feels WONDERFUL.
"Jesse, I am so, so sorry and I love you so much," I whisper, sliding my arms around his neck and gazing up into his eyes.
"Are you telling the truth this time?" he asks me, his eyes no longer full of hurt.
"With all of my heart," I tell him, smiling and kissing him passionately, pouring all of my pent up love and emotion into this kiss.
He doesn't say another word as he scoops me up into his arm as if I don't weigh anything at all, depositing me onto my bed and yanking off his shirt in less than 10 seconds.
I let out a soft moan and start to kiss his neck as he unlaces my dress. I gasp softly as cool air hits my body once my dress is gone and gaze up at Jesse through my lashes.
"I've missed your touch," I whisper as he trails his hand up and down my back, tracing circles all along my spine.
"Not as much as I've missed touching you," Jesse whispers huskily, his breath sending shivers down my spine as a tingling sensation forms in between my legs.
"Oh Jesse," I breathe, sinking my nails into his shoulders as he leaves a trail of kisses all along my neck.
"Your skin smells so wonderful, Querida," he mumbles, sucking on a particularly sensitive spot near my collarbone. He gently pushes me back so that I'm lying down and kisses me from above.
Wrapping my leg around his torso elicits a deep, throaty moan from him and I use this as an excuse to slip my tongue into his mouth, and he was only too willing to have it there.
"Oh querida," he moans, kissing me ever deeper and massaging my breast with his hand.
I let out a low moan as I feel his lips against my breast, sucking at it lightly while I writhe underneath him, moan after moan escaping my lips.
I slide my arms around his neck and grind up against him, causing him to moan my name. It sounds so beautiful coming from his mouth.
"Jesse...stop...stop for a second," I moan out as his hands starts to slip into my panties, "I...I want to do something for...for you."
His breathing becomes more rapid and he manages to say, "Go...go right ahead."
I gently push him back against my sheets and kiss him avidly, my hand snaking down his toned stomach in the meanwhile until it reaches his trousers. He moans into my mouth as I slowly slide them down his legs.
"You don't have to if it you don't want to..." Jesse says quickly as I kiss my way down his chest.
I look up at him and smile. "There's nothing in the world I'd rather do," I tell him, placing one last kiss on his chest before lowering my mouth onto him, smirking as he lets out a low moan, fisting a hand in my hair which encourages me to continue.
I move around on the bed so that I'm smack dab in the middle of his incredibly toned and sexy legs, gazing up at him with passion burning in my eyes.
His head is thrown back in ecstasy, his eyes closed and his mouth hanging open as he moans in ecstasy at what I'm doing…what I'M doing.
"Mmm...Querida...oh God right there like that...Mmm yeah..." Jesse says, starting to ramble and his breaths start becoming more labored, beads of sweat forming on his perfect forehead.
As his dick hits the back of my throat, he lets out a strangled cry which turns me on even more than I already am.
I make sure to switch my technique every now and again, letting him thrust into my mouth as much as he wants; I just want him to have as much pleasure as he wants.
"Dios querida," he moans before letting out a cry of pleasure (thank god this wing of the castle is empty during the day) as he comes into my mouth.
My first reflex is to spit out the bitter stuff, but I decide to swallow it as best I can, and it seems to please Jesse seeing how he let out a few more moans before collapsing against the bed.
He sits up and grins at me, pulling me in for a kiss. "Thank you, Susannah," he says and I giggle a little.
"You don't have to thank me. I enjoy watching you, you look so adorable when you orgasm," I tell him, smirking.
He grins even more and in a split second, I'm beneath him and he's touching me anywhere and everywhere while his lips caress my own.
A light mewl escapes my throat as he sucks on my breast as his hand trails down my stomach to my panties, slowly petting me over the thin fabric.
"Do you like that, querida?" he whispers in my ear. Before I can even answer, he removes my panties and slides two fingers into me, causing me to cry out in pleasure.
I take deep, panting breaths as he fingers me slowly, watching me with hooded eyes as I pant out his name over and over again.
I finally cry out his name as I come all over his fingers. Breathless, I look up at him as he slowly licks my cum off of his fingers, driving me nearly mad with desire.
My mouth turns into a grin as my gaze sweeps down his body to his manhood, which is already fully erect again, and I sit up a little straighter.
He grins right back at me, pulling me into a soul-searing kiss. I softly moan into his mouth as I wrap my arms around him, pulling him closer and pressing our naked bodies together.
"Make love to me, Jesse," I breathe out as I kiss him over and over again, my tongue making love to his mouth.
"As you wish, mi querida," he whispers, taking his erection in his hands and guiding it to my opening.
"Take it...take it slow this time. I haven't had you in me in so long Jesse, I want to be able to remember what it feels like," I whisper back to him.
"Whatever you want," he says softly, kissing me passionately before loving every inch of me.