Chapter 7

When they returned to the hotel, he took her hand and led her to the bedroom. He took off his shirt and drew her into his embrace.

The sensation of her arms wrapping around his neck and her lips meeting his was pure sweetness.

He gently laid her on the bed, his hands on either side of her. His kisses grew more fervent. He heard her soft moans and felt her fingers threading through his hair.

“Oh yes,” she murmured as his hand slipped under her dress and his fingers found her wetness.

She was always amazed at how quickly he could undress her. Now, she lay there bare, waiting for him to shed his pants.

She arched her back as he took one of her breasts into his mouth. His tongue flicking over her hardened nipple sent a ticklish sensation through her.

Her legs parted instinctively as he positioned himself between them and entered her. She was on the brink of climax when he stopped, pulling out and flipping her onto her stomach.

He placed his hands on her waist, lifting her slightly and entering her slowly.

She bit down on the pillow, crying out as he thrust into her, bringing her to a swift climax. She could feel his own release approaching.

Her legs gave way, and she collapsed onto her stomach, his weight pressing down on her. She felt him slide out and his warm breath on the back of her neck as he kissed her there.

“That was incredible. We should definitely experiment with different positions,” he suggested, rolling off her and onto his side.

He traced his hand up and down her back, his gaze fixed on her face. “Was that your first time doing it like that?”

“Yes,” she admitted, a blush creeping up her cheeks.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry. If I’d known, I would’ve taken it slower. Did I hurt you?” he asked, guilt creeping into his voice.

“A little at first, but then it felt good.”

“Since you’re not very experienced, I’ll be gentle when I introduce you to other ways of making love.”

She looked at him in surprise. She thought he was enjoying what they were already doing. “Am I not satisfying you now?”

He drew her closer, their bodies touching as he ran his hand down her back and up again.

“Yes, you are, very much so. It’s just that there are so many different positions and ways of having sex.

“For instance, you being on top. And my favorite, using a blindfold and tying your hands to the bed.”

“You like that kind of thing?” she asked, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red.

“The thought of you tied up and helpless while I explore every inch of you and watch you squirm... it turns me on. Are you open to trying that?”

“There won’t be any hitting or whips, will there?”

“No, I would never do anything to hurt you. I just want to add a little spice to our bedroom activities, to enhance our pleasure.

“And while I’m not into spanking women, I would like to take you in places like a public restroom or up against a wall in an alley.”

“What if we get caught?” she asked, a smile playing on her lips as she looked at him.

“I’ll make sure we don’t.” He gave her another kiss and then lay back, drifting off to sleep. Waking up in the middle of the night, he found her nestled against him, her head on his chest, her hand resting on his stomach.

He wasn’t one for cuddling, especially after sex, but he didn’t have the heart to move her. So he wrapped his arm around her and fell back asleep.

Waking up to find his arm around her, she couldn’t help but smile. He had told her he wasn’t a cuddler, yet here he was.

Feeling playful, she moved her hand down to his cock, taking hold of it as she started kissing his chest. Soon she felt him harden and heard his moans as his fingers tangled in her hair.

Remembering his suggestion about trying new positions, she decided to give it a shot. She climbed on top of him, straddling him.

A smile spread across his lips, his hands resting on her hips. “What do we have here?”

“I’m going to ride you,” she declared, opening the condom package.

Once she had rolled it onto his shaft, she positioned him at her entrance, already slick with arousal, and slowly lowered herself until he was fully inside her.

“Oh God,” she moaned, her head tilting back as she began to move up and down on him.

She loved the sensation of his hands caressing her breasts as she moved faster, feeling his cock pulse inside her.

He knew they were both on the verge of climax, so he placed his hands on her ass, guiding her as she rode him hard.

His climax hit him like a detonation, sparks flashing behind his closed eyes as he let out a deep grunt.

She cried out in pleasure, her head falling onto his chest. He stroked the back of her head. “Wow, that was out of this world.”

She climbed off him and lay on her side, watching as he got up and went to the bathroom. He returned after disposing of the condom, and climbed back into bed beside her.

“I take it I did well?” she asked, tracing her fingers over his chest.

“Oh my God, you were amazing,” he said, pulling her into his arms. “Let’s shower and then go get something to eat.”

After they ate, he took her to the Uffizi Gallery, home to countless masterpieces by renowned artists like Leonardo da Vinci and Raphael.

He was delighted to see her eyes light up as she moved from one painting to another.

“I never thought I’d get to see these paintings in person. I’ve seen them in magazines, but it’s so different in real life.

“They’re even more beautiful up close, and this gallery is just spectacular. Thanks for bringing me here.”

“I’m glad you like it, and there’s so much more I want to show you while we’re here.”

She stopped and faced him. “You’ve got me as your sex kitten. You don’t have to do all this for me. You could go places yourself and leave me at the hotel until you’re ready for sex.

“You might even find another woman to show around.”

He took her arm and led her around the corner, away from prying eyes. He pressed her against the wall, his hands resting on the wall on either side of her head.

“Let’s clear the air. If I was on the prowl for a woman tonight, I wouldn’t have brought you along.

“Not only do I crave you in a physical way, but I also want you to accompany me, to be my partner in crime.”

He leaned in to kiss her—a kiss that was quickly heating up until a voice interrupted them.

“Cut it out. Take it somewhere else if you’re going to do that.”

Kyle glanced over to see a gallery guard shooting them a stern look. He took her hand, and they strolled past the guard, exiting the building.

“There’s a bar just up the street. We can grab a few drinks and some food there.”

They ordered a pitcher of beer and some wings, followed by another pitcher. By the time he ordered the third pitcher, it was getting late.

He could tell she was getting tipsy, but she was having a blast, so he let her continue. She even pulled him onto the dance floor and started dancing provocatively against him.

“You’re turning me on,” he admitted when she placed her hand over his crotch.

“Me too,” she replied, wrapping her arms around his neck. “We could sneak outside, around back, and make out.”

He chuckled, pulling her closer against him. “I think you’re a little drunk.”

“I am a bit tipsy. But wasn’t it you who suggested we have sex in an alleyway or a public restroom?”

His tongue traced his bottom lip as he looked down at her. “You really want to do this?” he asked, hoping she’d agree.

When she smiled back at him, he knew he had his answer. Taking her hand, he settled the bar tab. They then headed outside.

Once outside, he guided her around the building—the alley was dark except for a single dim light hanging over the back door.

He didn’t waste any time, pressing her against the wall with her hands above her head. His other hand slipped under her dress and into her panties.

He teased her, making her even wetter. His mouth found her neck, drawing a moan from her.

Their adrenaline was surging, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. He released her and removed her panties.

He unzipped his pants and lifted her up, his voice commanding as he told her to wrap her legs around him. His mouth crashed down on hers as he entered her with a powerful thrust.

She was a trembling bundle of pleasure as he drove into her, her back slamming into the wall with each thrust. He moved fast, hard, making her gasp with each powerful stroke.

Two more forceful thrusts and they both climaxed. She clung to him, feeling weak, her body aflame from his intense assault.

Pulling out, he set her back on her feet but kept a hold of her when her legs wobbled. “That was incredible,” he said, cupping her face in his hand, he smiled at her.

“You’re so damn beautiful when you climax.”

“You liked it?” she asked, eager to please him.

He let her go and zipped up his pants. “Oh yeah, I liked it a lot. I can’t believe you suggested this, but I’m so glad you did.”

“Well, that’s what I’m here for, to give you what you want.”

“Hold on,” he retorted. “So you did this just because you thought it was what I wanted?”

“It is what you wanted, wasn’t it?”

He picked up her panties and tossed them at her. “Put these on.” He was angry, upset that she had done it for him and not because she wanted it too.

She was baffled by his sudden change in mood, by his sudden anger. She slipped her panties back on, stumbling a bit.

She tried to keep up with him as he started walking back to their hotel. “Kyle, slow down. You’re walking too fast. I can’t keep up.”

He stopped and waited for her to catch up. His jaw was clenched. He was hoping he would cool down by the time they reached the hotel.

“What’s wrong? Why are you upset?” she asked when she caught up to him.

“Don’t talk to me right now,” he said tersely.

She felt hurt, unsure of what had changed between them. It didn’t help that she was tipsy and struggling to walk. “Kyle, I’m having trouble walking. Can I hold on to your arm?”

He paused to look at her before wrapping his arm around her waist. They walked the rest of the way in silence.

Once they were inside their suite, he let go of her and walked over to the liquor cabinet, pouring himself another drink.

She stood there watching him. “Aren’t you coming to bed?”

“No, you go ahead. I’ll be there soon.”

Her lips trembled, wondering what she had done wrong. But not wanting to provoke him further, she went into the bedroom.

She undressed, and the room started to spin, so she lay down and fell asleep.

Kyle sat there, stewing in his anger. Many thoughts raced through his mind. Was she more experienced than he had thought? Was her sweet, innocent demeanor just an act?

He finished his drink and headed to the bedroom. There he found her, naked on the bed, lying on her stomach. He had to admit she had a great ass, and he found himself getting aroused.

Shaking it off, he covered her with the blankets. He undressed and took a cold shower.

He came out after drying off and got into bed, turning to look at her. She looked like a sweet, innocent angel as she slept.

He hated the thought that she was playing him for a fool, and tomorrow he would tell her what he thought of her, and that he knew what she was up to.

But for now, he needed sleep, so turning his back to her, he closed his eyes and drifted off to sleep.