The One Awakened: Book 1 in The One Trilogy (51 page)

“I ran you a bath. Here let me help you undress.”

I’m touched at his thoughtfulness and turn my back to him, as he unhooks my bra, suspender belt and unpins my hair, leaving me in just my stockings.
 

“Sit.”

Directing me to a nearby Louis chair, like the replica one in the reception foyer, I sit. He kneels in front of me, slipping one hold-up off slowly, before rolling down the second and placing them both with my other items. As I’m sitting, naked, watching him at my feet his eyes grow hooded and I feel my nipples ruche. I’d never sat before a man naked. I feel so exposed, yet as he kneels in front of me, his own body on show for me. I relax in the moment. It feels right. We are strangers remember Lu. Not friends. Lovers.

“Come. Let’s get you the bath before it gets cold.”

He holds a hand out for me to rest my weight on, whilst I manoeuvre myself into the bath, before stepping in behind me and sinking down into the foamy bubbles. Bliss! I lay back against his chest, feeling his heartbeat thudding against my back and my own gallops to mimic it. The heat from the bath, warming all my secret places and tired, never-used muscles is cocooning and I close my eyes, inhaling the scent of the bath creams, magnolia and vanilla and musk - all wonderfully fragrant and soothing.

How lovely to have a bath big enough for two. I bet Sebastian’s is just as abundant at home.
 

“Feel good?” His whisper at my ear sends shivers across my flushed skin.

“Ahh yes. Its heaven.”

“How you feeling after taking the morning after pill - we haven’t spoken properly since I tore up the M25 and nearly put your window through.”
 

I watch his hands move in front of me, collecting the soap before lathering his hands and gently brushing the tips of both nipples, as they protrude through the bubbles. I arch against him, instinctively and automatically am met with his erection at my bottom. Already? This man was insatiable.

I push my breasts upwards, desperate to feel more, have him touch every part of them and he subconsciously answers my demands. His hands work my tits, stroking up and down my arms, massaging my shoulders and neck and generally relaxing me, until I’m almost sleepy with desire and comfort. I only open my eyes as I feel his fingers delicately washing between my legs. Such an intimate invasion of privacy and he is my first. I part my bent knees for him to gain further access and roll my hips as he circles my folds.

 
I revel in the feel of his firm long legs, alongside my smooth petite ones. Everything about him was large. Hands, muscles, cock - mmmm. He turns me on to the point of insanity. I quite literally ache for his touch and after he’s removed it; I’m craving it again.
 

I hear the squirt of a bottle and then I’m ordered to dip my head back into the water. As I do so I look up into his eyes, crinkled at the corners and glinting with mirth.

“I’ve never washed a woman’s hair before.” He says matter-of-factly.

“Another first for us. Condoms and hair-washing - we really know how to live dangerously.”
 

I’m rewarded with a playful tap before groaning in pleasure, as his magic fingertips massage shampoo into my scalp and through my hair, creating a foaming lather. Tension leaves every part of me, sending shockwaves all over my body. I’m floating as he rinses and repeats, with conditioner and moan at the loss when he whispers in my ear.

“All done Baby. Let’s get you out and dry. The Chinese will be here by now.”

My tummy growls in happiness. I’d not eaten since this morning and that had been a light breakfast of toast and banana - oh apart from the strawberries and cream but you could hardly call that sustenance. Since the pill-popping episode, I’d not managed to get back to normal eating habits; actually, since Sebastian and I had started fooling around, really but the past couple of days more so and I’m suddenly ravenous.

I allow Seb to pat me down, with fluffy white towels and fashion a turban for my hair. It was nice to be pampered and after all the sexy paraphernalia, lovely to be naked and back to basics. I grab my bag from the bedroom and comb through my wet hair, scrunching it as I go - its times like these I’m glad of naturally wavy hair. I’ll be leaving it to dry au naturale - the tousled look would have to do in the morning.
I take it we must be staying over then?

We head off to the lounge area of the suite, where a bevy of Chinese dishes await, all under silver domes, which I lift consecutively - all my favourites, I squeal in delight, much to Seb’s pleasure.

“Thank you for organising all of this - so thoughtful.”

“All part of my cunning plan Lady…”

My questioning look makes him smile.
“… I need to keep you hydrated and well fed so I can enjoy you body for longer. There’s method in my madness!”

I laugh with him before snuggling down on the sofa in front of the coffee table to indulge. Seb and I had a history of having a
‘grab out’
together and our usual choice was Chinese or pizza; it stemmed from our Uni days and we’d trawled pretty much every take away joint in our quest to savour the best on offer - we’d finally found it in our third year - Peking Palace; nothing beat it, until now.

“Ahh - this is amazing.” I moan happily, as I feast on chicken in black bean sauce with stir-fried noodles and prawn toast.

“Mmmm - good isn’t it.”
 

“I hate to say it, but I think its as good as Pek Pal.” My face is shocked; it was a bold statement.

“Really? Well it should be.” His wide smile, reaches his eyes as he feeds me a part of his won ton.”

My mouth full, I realise what he’s suggesting and chewing, make lots of facial expression as it dawns on me entirely. “You didn’t? Did you order it in specially? How did you get it here? We’re no where near them.”

He taps the side of his nose cheekily and winks. “What my Lady Lu wants, she gets. Plus it helps to have money and a Limo driver named Ralph.”

I make a mental note to thank him at some point - my stomach was in love.

I’m really touched - he’d gone to so much trouble but also really thought about tonight. I reach out and stroke the side of his face and he places his own hand over mine, holding it there, before allowing it to drop. For a while we just munch in silence, enjoying the food, atmosphere, champagne and good company. My stomach has unfortunately shrunk over the past few days and I sit back replete after only a small amount.

Seb takes my plate from me and places it on the table. “Don’t worry - we can have more later. Time to get back to business Lady Lu. You and I have a date in that Princess and the pea monstrosity in there.”

I’m not given the chance to answer as he lifts me over his shoulder, fireman style and strides into the bedroom. I’m given the delectable view of his arse, clenching, cheek by cheek as he walks and itch to smack him but I’m not allowed the chance; as we reach the bed, he lifts me by the waist, sliding me down his naked body, untying my towel, at my breasts and dropping it to puddle at our feet. His hand finds my nape, pulling me towards his mouth, the other palm cradling my face, drawing me into him and I melt into his warmth, reaching my arms up around his shoulders, sighing at the pleasurable sensation when my nipples graze his chest hair. Beads of water still linger lovingly on his body, and I reach out and lick one, signing with pleasure at his clean masculine scent.

I feel emboldened by his approval of my body and lick his chest, in upwards strokes, tickling along his collarbone. His hands grab my bottom, squeezing it softly, as our mouths meet once again, more leisurely this time. The kiss is soul-wrenchingly good; wet and deep and full of meaning. This means so much more than sex. I know it does.
Does he feel this?

His arms reach up to feed through my hair, caressing my temples, scalp, and back down my spine. I can feel the molten lava bubbling between my thighs again.
 

“Seb - I want you in me.”
 

“I know baby.”

Feeling brave I part my lips and moan. “I want you to fuck me.”

“I think that could be arranged Lady. In fact I insist upon it.”

I’m encouraged to climb onto the bed and try to do in an elegant fashion before lying back onto the thick cotton bed sheets. His sexy body looms above me, arms stretched taut on either side of my waist.
 

“Spread your legs wide.”

My eyes flicker to his - his command is firm and I bit my lip in hesitation. My clit throbs, core tightening deep within and I just go with it; slowly opening my legs like scissors, under his watchful gaze. His growl of success is muffled when his lips drop to press hot wet kisses along my inner thigh, left then right, teasingly ignoring the pulsing erect nub at their apex.

“You’re so fucking beautiful Lu.”

I reach out to touch him, running my fingers across his head, cradling in my hands, as his lascivious mouth rains little drops of heaven across my hip bones, stomach and licks a trail down my bikini line. “So smooth.”

His mouth searches for mine and I kiss him with every ounce of passion in me, savouring the now recognisable electric current which never fails to flare between us. The kiss is deep and breath-taking and within minutes we’re both panting with lust.
 

“I can’t get enough of your tits. They’re fucking incredible.”

I smile in the dark. I’ve been told this before but I’m pleased he thinks so. I only want Sebastian’s approval and his touch. His mouth answers my plea, and I wonder if I asked him out loud, as his tongue flicks over a nipple, then the other and then I arch as he feasts upon me, sucking and rimming and blowing until my pussy ache to be finished off. I apply a little pressure to his head and push him down past my breasts and stomach until his mouth meets another set of warm wet and accepting lips. His tongue darts and flicks firmly and directly across my clit, the pleasure is almost painful in its intensity. I moan and thrust my head back, close my eyes and looking up towards the ceiling I enjoy the ride to heaven!

My hands clutch at the bed sheets, gripping so tightly as I push my self into his face. “You taste amazing baby.”

Ripples begin to form, as my sex clenches in reaction to his words. I swear he must be able to see my clit jumping for attention, beating ten to the dozen. “I’m nearly there, don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”

His fingertips quicken their swirling pattern, swooping in to collect more juice and sliding it across my nub, increasing the pressure each time. I ache to have him inside me.

“Tell me when you’re going to come Baby.” His finger plunges inside me, and I gasp at the delicious invasion and again when his mouth laves my clit, working in tandem with is fingers, plunging and licking. “ God I can feel you tightening for me.”

“I’m going to come Baby.”

“That’s it - let go.”

My scream echoes throughout the room, as I judder beneath his expert touch, jerking uncontrollably at the force of the orgasm ripping through me.

I lie back, listening to my breathing returning to a more sedate pace, as I hear him rustle and don a condom. He has something else in his hand, shaped like a squished letter ‘U’, with a thicker and thinner end. It looks a bit like a purple vibrator.
Sex toys now?

Leaning forward with his forearms taking his weight, his settles between my quivering legs. I feel his hand reach between us and gasp as he slips the wider arm of the smooth silicone inside me.

“Relax. It’s a toy that’s going to hit your g-spot, just right; will heighten the intensity - trust me.”

“But I want
you
.”

“Don’t worry baby I’ll be inside you at the same time- enjoying the buzz.” His hand clasps the controls in his palm. Always the one in control but right now I don’t care.

Not sure about how he’ll fit in as well as the wider end of the vibrator I’d just seen, but I decide to go with it. His cock nudges into my opening, lying alongside the machine.
 

“Christ you’re tight.”

I wriggle to accommodate him further and then I feel it, the low buzz of the vibrations, from the narrow end, delicately zapping at my clit. Wow! I didn’t think I was ready for more pleasure across my most sensitive part but I begin to rock to meet the intensity, pushing the wider end, inside me, onto my g-spot. Seb was right. This was amazing.

He begins to rotate his hips, delving deeper with each movement and rocks us upwards, creating further friction across my clit. His mouth finds mine, as I wrap my arms around him, holding him close to me. I hear a click and the mode swaps to flutters, lightly bouncing off my swollen nub - hmmm,
nice
but not persistent enough, Finally he answers my silent plea for more, with a second click and a deeper intense version of the first vibration.
That’s it.
The shockwaves must be filtering over his cock at the same time as the muscles in his back grow taut and I feel his balls banging rhythmically against me. One last thrust into me, and he grows even harder.

“I’m going to come Lu - hard.”

At his words, I shatter around him; my climax, ricocheting deep within me and across my nub simultaneously. I’d never experienced anything like it.

Sebastian lowers his head to my chest and lies there, listening to my heartbeat and I kiss his head, with such fierce emotion, I know I need to breath deeply before those feelings overflow.
 

“You were so worth the wait Darling.”

He kisses me languidly and I revel under his husky tone. I created that sex voice.
 

“Hold me.”

“Gladly Baby - I’m not letting go.”