Mia (8 page)

However, a sudden need to be part of her climax made him quickly return over her, one hand below her buttocks angling her as he entered. 
Mia was only partly aware of this as with his penetration she flew straight into orgasm.  This time it was even more wonderful than the first, her fingers digging into his skin her mouth gasping as she bucked beneath him.  Paul could feel the waves beating all around him as he thrust deeper and harder into her giving up on trying to control himself as his release once more overtook him seeing him spin into the same darkness with her.

When they were both still he
looked with wonder into her eyes, not able to speak as his mouth found hers, kissing her so softly, bringing them down from the high of their lovemaking.

Holding her against him they
both slowly drifted into sleep wrapped within each other’s arms, spent and exhausted from the intensity of what they had shared.  Before he succumbed to sleep he saw the look of happiness on her face, such strange feelings filling him.

The next morning as
the alarm on his watch vibrated against his wrist, Paul looked at her, still sleeping so peacefully against him.  Smiling, he wanted to wake her with a kiss, to once more make love to this woman who had aroused him like no other, but she looked so childlike and content that he groaned softly rolling silently from the bed to the shower.  He would let her sleep longer he thought, knowing that they had plenty of time before the first seminar of the day, his body buzzing at the thought of what would happen when she did awaken.

Stretching awake
Mia smiled, her arm moving to find Paul, her eyes flying open finding the bed empty, finding herself alone.  She frowned looking around for him, remembering how he had shared with her something so wonderful that she now craved more.  Her body felt stiff.  Between her legs, she ached at his possession of her, the memory still exciting her. 

Hearing the shower, she
slipped out of the bed, pulling on his shirt from the previous evening, fastening only the two middle buttons to hold it together.  As she moved into the bathroom the shower stopped and he emerged with a towel wrapped around his contoured waist as he used another to dry the water from his hair which glistened with the moisture.  He smiled at her as she looked over his body with hungry eyes which were causing him to respond with visible signs. 

Mia
moved over to Paul, looking deeply into his eyes as her fingers followed the outline of the towel around his waist, finding where it was tucked in before pulling it free so that it dropped to the floor.  He groaned gently as she looked down at his fully aroused manhood, gasping as her fingers touched him, her hand wrapping around his thickness as her eyes examined him with such wonder.  As she moved her hand along his length he whispered her name, his hands coming to cup her face softly as he kissed her, Mia feeling his lips a little shaky with the sensations she was once again raising within him. As she pulled her lips from him and knelt down before him he had not known what to do, his hands moving through her hair.

“You said that you should know your lover
’s body like your own”, she murmured softly, before licking the tip of him with her small tongue, enjoying the way he jerked forward, a low growl of pleasure leaving him, marvelling as he quivered under her touch.  As she became more confident she took more of him into her mouth, holding him as her eyes sought his, the connection of their gaze mind-blowing until his fingers curled within her hair, his breathing coming out in small sharp pants.

“Stop, I can’t take much more
Mia”, he half-whispered throatily, as he grasped her upper arm, gently pulling her onto her feet.  Lifting her to move over to the wall he pulled the buttons off his shirt which looked so good on her, so that he could suck on her hardened nipples, making her gasp with pleasure.  His need was so intense that he lifted her higher, wrapping her legs around his waist as he held her buttocks in his hands, before thrusting so deeply within her, feeling his whole length held by her tight muscles, hissing with the sheer ecstasy of the sensations flooding through him.  As he thrust harder and faster into her he could feel himself peak, feel the much needed release until he exploded, spilling so deeply inside her welcoming body, feeling her climax at the same moment as him, both of them crying out and clinging to each other their faces contorted with the power of their orgasm.  As they slowly came down from their high, she felt his legs start to buckle under him as he had to hold onto the wall to support himself.

“God
Mia, you have no idea what you are doing to me”, he breathed with wonder in his voice, as his lips sought hers with a fiery ardour that made her very insides melt.  As he placed her back on the ground she needed to lean against him, feeling as weak as a kitten herself her fingers curling around his arm for support.  Sweeping her into his strong arms as though she weighed nothing he carried her back into the bedroom lying with her as he looked into her eyes.  His were dark and full of humour as he kissed her lips gently.

“Now I could so get used to this”
, he whispered sensually against her skin feeling her lips twitch in response.  As he made to kiss her again she giggled sliding out of the bed towards the en-suite, her long hair swishing around her perfection as she looked back at him with a happy smile.

“All I wanted was your towel”
, she chuckled at him as he watched her go his eyes laughing back at her.

“You are a little minx
Mia Drake”, he chuckled happily, lying back on the bed listening as the shower fired up.  His thoughts drifted to her leaving on the following Tuesday, making him frown.  He knew that a week would never be long enough to get her out of his system and suddenly all the plans he had put into place seemed to become more urgent.  It suddenly seemed very important to him that Mia return with him to the village the following week.

The rest of the week had been the happiest of her life.  Mia stayed by Paul’s side during the day interpreting for him, and at night by his side in bed, his body against hers as he taught her how to love.  She was a keen and enthusiastic pupil learning how to satisfy him just as he had her.  Mia knew that she had fallen completely in love with him and as the week came to an end her heart slowly felt as if it was being torn apart, knowing that he would soon be out of her life.

On their last night together their love making
was even more intense as each sensed the loss of the other.  As she laid under him in the darkness, sweat clinging to her forehead, her breathing ragged, he looked deeply into her eyes.

“You know we’ve worked really hard this week
…Maybe we should take a week’s holiday…Go to the Caribbean…A nice little secluded island”, he said gently, kissing along her cheek.  Mia smiled sadly.  “What about your hotel?…Don’t they need you?”, she asked, her fingers trailing over his back, feeling as he shivered as she knew he would.

He
shrugged gently.  “Bill can manage for another week” His body moved once more against her, feeling the way she was raising the all too familiar sensations with the merest touch of her fingertips.  Raising her hand she touched his face so gently, her eyes scanning his handsome features sadly.  “This week…next week…It won’t make this any easier Paul”, she whispered sadly, her voice faltering slightly.  As she spoke she could see his expression changing to one of grim determination along with another look she could not fathom, a look of almost anguished hurt.

“I can’t lose you
Mia”, he said, his voice tortured before sliding from her to look down into her eyes, his head balanced on one palm.  “I’ve known you for less than two weeks, but I know that there is something special between us”

Mia
looked back at him in total surprise.  “You want me to live somewhere where we can meet up?”, she asked gently.  He frowned, his head shaking, a sigh leaving him. “No…I don’t want that…I don’t want you to be my mistress…I want you to be with me…I want to go to bed with you at night and wake up with you there in the morning”  He sighed again, realising how badly he was putting it to her, his eyes haunted.

“
Mia…I don’t know where this is going…But for the first time in my life I want to find out”, he said so softly, his eyes looking deeply into hers.  Mia felt a tear rise to her eye and kissed him gently.  “Oh Paul, I feel it too”, she whispered, “But…I can’t go back there”  Pulling her hard against him he held her tightly, holding her as though he would never let her go.

“I would never let any
body hurt you”, he said with such conviction in his voice that she held her breath for a few seconds, her mind reeling at his declaration and her heart yearning for him.  Paul was not somebody who said anything lightly, and his words for the first time in her life showed her a new way, a way for her to be happy.  She had been running away from the horrors of her past for so long, but now she had something that was so important that she had to decide whether she was able to stop running, to put her faith in him.  As he released his grip on her she looked nervously into his eyes, her small tongue flicking along her top lip nervously.  “OK Paul”, she whispered, “I’ll come back with you…I want to see where this is going too”

She could see the look of
respect in his eyes along with something else, something which shone from him as he kissed her, a kiss so passionate that her head spun as he gently made love to her. 

The trip back
had been less enjoyable for Mia, as she nervously sat, her hands shaking.  With each mile closer to the village she felt the dread fill her, her look constantly flitting to Paul, only his calming presence preventing panic setting in.  Paul, who sat beside her, made small talk, making her laugh, sending her pulse racing when he kissed along her wrist.  Looking deeply into his warm eyes she remembered why she was going back.  She could not let her past destroy her future.  Lucas Mathers had destroyed enough of her life already, and Mia knew it was time to take a stand.

At the airport it was once again raining, raining as heavily as it
had been on the night they first met.  Moving into the car which picked them up he smiled at her.  “I love this weather”, he said with a soft chuckle, Mia looking at him with surprise. “Why?”  Pulling her tightly against him, he dropped a soft kiss on her lovely lips.  “Because without it, I would never have met you”, his answer, her heart flipping as she smiled back at him.

“
Let's see if you still feel the same way this time next year”, she giggled.  He in turn laughed.  “I like a girl with ambition”, he chuckled, once more pulling her closer for another kiss.  When they arrived at the house, Mrs Mac was waiting.  She was surprised to see Mia and even more surprised to find out that there would be no need for her to make up the spare room. She raised her eyebrow, but her twitching mouth indicated her happiness for them. 

As
Mia grinned at the housekeeper, she flicked Paul a sensual look, purring softly that she wanted to go upstairs to freshen up.  As he smiled, ready to follow her Mrs Mac asked if she could check some household items with him.  While he wanted to follow Mia up the stairs, to pull her into his arms and hold her hard against him, something in the way his housekeeper spoke held him back, telling Mia he would be up soon as he followed the older woman into the kitchen.

Once inside and the door closed she
became agitated.  “Why did you bring her back here?”, she asked with concern, her fingers nervously pulling at each other.  Paul frowned. “Mrs Mac, it really isn’t any concern of yours …”, he started, pausing seeing the look of fear in her eyes, frowning,  “What is it?…What are you not telling me?”, he demanded, as she continued.  “Paul, the day after you left there was a break in.  I had gone for groceries and somebody broke into the house

“Was anything taken
?”, he asked, seeing as the housekeeper shook her head. “Other than the broken window to get in you wouldn’t have known”, she said, “Nothing was taken, nothing was touched, somebody just wanted in”  With a sigh, she sat down.  “Colin said that it must have just been kids…Smashed the window, probably playing football or the like, and left”  She paused, her eyes showing that she knew the real reason for the break in.  “If she had been here Paul…She would have been on her own, and I never found any ball”  “Why didn’t you tell me?”, he hissed, suddenly feeling so angry at himself.  “Because I had already let Colin know that she wasn’t here anymore – and I just know he has something to do with it.  I also told him that I didn’t know which hotel you were staying at…and I didn’t think she was coming back.  I thought she was safe Paul”

He
stood for several seconds looking at the wall sightlessly with a small frown on his face.  He wondered if he had been right to bring her back, for the first time considering that it was wrong.  Putting out a hand to comfort the housekeeper, he patted her arm gently.

“We will make sure she is safe”
, he said, seeing the relief on the woman’s face.  With determination he knew that he had to make sure that she was protected and with that he strode out of the kitchen into the study to make some phone calls.

As he was finishing
, Mia appeared at the study, sensually draping herself over his desk, her eyes alight with humour.  “Hey,” she laughed softly, “I waited for you upstairs for ages”  With a wicked twinkle in her eyes she added, “Thought you might like to show me around your …erm…bed”, she said, her eyes full of such promise.  He moved around the desk to pull her into his arms smiling back down at her.

“Now if I was to do that darling then there is no way that we would have made dinner
…and Mrs Mac would have been devastated…and…”, he joked as she pulled his head down to kiss her, before chuckling as she finished his sentence for him “and I think that there is only really one woman here you have to worry about upsetting”, she said, her fingers deliberately brushing against the swelling in his trousers, making him groan gently, before she slipped from his arms moving to the dining room, her hips swaying evocatively.  Watching her he once more frowned, the thought of anything happening to Mia filling him with a fear he had never before experienced.

For the next week they
fell into a routine.  Mia would go with Paul to the site and then he would take her for lunch before they would return to the house. On the one day that he was required to attend meetings in town, Mrs Mac suddenly felt the need for a shopping trip, begging Mia to join her.  As the two women shopped happily and stopped for lunch Mia giggled.  “If I didn’t know any better I would think that you two didn’t want me left on my own”  Mrs Mac laughed back, although Mia noticed that she looked nervous.  They returned late, just in time to meet Paul. “Gosh we couldn’t have planned that better”, Mia smiled, not seeing the look which passed between the other two.

It
had initially been strange moving into his room, for some reason finding it different than sharing his bed in a hotel.  This was his home, and her presence there as his girlfriend was strange, Mia having no previous experience of sharing a home with a man.  Paul James was an experienced, enigmatic man who had already made his aversion to long-term commitment clear.  She constantly remembered his words from their last night in California when he told her that he wanted to see where their relationship was going, but for a man like Paul she was still not sure what that meant.  As each day passed, she found herself growing deeper and deeper in love with him, and while she told herself to enjoy it while it lasted, deep down Mia knew that she would be heartbroken when he called off the affair.

Halfway through the week Paul
surprised her with news of a party they had been invited to that weekend in town.  To allow them to relax and get ready and enjoy a casual breakfast in the morning, he had booked them a room for the weekend and Mia found herself looking forward to having him to herself all that time.

As
they booked into their suite, she laughed. “What only one bedroom?”, chuckling with good humour, as he came up behind her, his arms encircling her, his chin on her shoulder as they stood looking out of the window.  “Well I didn’t think I had to kid on this time”, he muttered softly, Mia feeling his mouth twitch as she gave a small pfft sound, lifting her eyebrows in mock annoyance.

“Kid on
?”, she asked with a small giggle.  “Pretty sure of yourself weren’t you?”, she laughed, “How could you be so sure that I would fall for your charms”  He chuckled sensually against her ear.  “How could you resist?”, he said, as she playfully smacked his hand.  He turned her around in his arms, wrapping his around her small waist so that he could lift her bodily against him.  “Now I think we should re-live some old memories”, he smiled as he walked to the bed, before falling on it with her making her squeal with delight, before the squeals turned to groans as he began to kiss her so thoroughly. 

Later
, as they lay catching their breath, both fully sated with each other, he held her tightly against himself, her head tucked under his chin while he stroked her arm, once more sending shivers down her spine. “You know you can’t protect me forever”, she whispered softly, causing Paul to look at her in surprise.  “What do you mean?”, he asked, his voice wary.  “Do you think I don’t know what is going on Paul?”, she smiled softly, nuzzling even closer against him.  “I think it is really sweet that you and Mrs Mac seem to have organised some kind of Mia watch, but you can’t keep it up forever”

Paul
chuckled softly.  “We hoped you wouldn’t realise”, he replied gently, hearing her small silvery laugh.  “You weren’t very subtle”, she said lovingly.  “But nobody has seen him since he was released.  So maybe his dad sent him somewhere else…A new beginning for him”, she said, a hint of bitterness in her voice.

For a second Paul
looked ahead of himself, his face frowning as he wondered whether or not to tell her what he had seen outside the house, before biting his lip as he kept quiet.  She realised what was going on with him and Mrs Mac, but she had obviously still not spotted the professional bodyguard he had hired to follow her, so he gave a small sigh before moving to look into her shining eyes.

“I still don’t trust him”
, Paul said softly. “I think it would be best if you were never alone”  She looked up at him, her eyes bright.  “You make me feel so safe Paul”,  she said softly as he once more kissed her, before with a groan he moved from the bed.  “OK, young lady, we have a dinner party tonight”  With a small giggle she laid back on the bed, her eyes looking up at him so suggestively that with a groan Paul once more returned, before she slipped past him into the bathroom, her face alive with mischief. 

“First in the shower”
, she laughed as he looked at her with a smile on his lips.  Hearing the shower start he lifted the phone to talk to the bodyguard who was that weekend busy tracking down where Lucas Mathers was hiding.  He sighed gently finding out that nobody had spotted him since his release and that the bodyguard had been unable to find out where he was hiding.  Scowling slightly, he looked thoughtfully out of the window.  Paul did not like not knowing where the man was, he was a threat to Mia and that worried him. 

That night th
ey enjoyed the dinner dance.  Mia wore a blue cocktail dress which set off the colour of her wonderful eyes, the halter neck design showing off her lovely figure and cleavage.  As she stood ready to leave, Paul looked at her with a thoughtful expression on his handsome face.