Chapter 8
Rachel
I can’t believe Massimo is taking me on a tour of Manhattan in his own helicopter. Who’s life am I living?
When I left Cape Town 2 weeks ago I didn’t expect this to be my life. I thought I will get a job and like most people just make it through the month before the next pay check.
I didn’t in a million years thought I’ll be meeting the sexiest man alive who will swept me off my feet, I actually thought I would run from any man but something about Massimo draw me to him. I can’t explain it.
Massimo gave me a pair of headphones and put the safety belt on for me, I tried to do it myself but he just slapped my hand away. “I’ll do it Bella” he said.
When I put the headphones on I could hear Massimo speaking to the pilot.
“You ready Bella?” he asked me
“As I’ll ever be” I told him
The helicopter took off and I was so excited I was smiling from ear to ear. We made a sideways turn and was in the Manhattan skyline.
Massimo started to explain everything we saw. He pointed at buildings and told me what buildings they are, we flew over the Statue of Liberty, Ellis Island, where he told me it was America’s largest and most active immigration station from 1892 to 1924 where over 12 million immigrants were processed. I never new that, it was very interesting.
We flew over the Brooklyn bridge, Massimo told me the Brooklyn Bridge was over 150 years old. We flew over the Empire State Building and I thought of Alicia Keys song again and it got stuck in my head, again.
I looked down at the road and could see a lot of small yellow cars. I should have taken a yellow cab when I arrived in New York.
Do you even live in New York if you didn’t drove in a yellow cab? Note to self ride in yellow cab. I said to myself.
Massimo was holding my hand the whole time and it was very comforting. I didn’t want him to take his hand away.
I heard Massimo telling the Pilot to land near the RG Rooftop Restaurant, when I looked at my watch it was already past two in the afternoon. Time flew with Massimo.
Pun intended I smiled at myself.
“Bella you hungry?” Massimo asked “I can eat” I told him “Okay lets go” he said. We walked to the elevator and took the elevator to the ground floor, Massimo was still holding my hand. “The restaurant is not far” he said We walked down 9th Ave and Massimo told me we are in the Meatpacking District now.
We found the building Massimo was looking for, we walked into the building looking for the elevators. Every women that passed us were looking at Massimo and he ignored them he was just looking at me. I couldn’t believe it.
We got into the elevator and Massimo pressed the button for the top floor. “What is it with you and top floors?” I asked him “I love the view” he said and moved my hand to his mouth and kissed it. It was so romantic.
We got to the restaurant, inside the restaurants the décor was beautiful, black booth seats and chandeliers from the roof then there was a part with brown couches and chandeliers that looked pink. But of course Massimo wanted to sit outside to get a better view of the city. Outside the seats was brown with black cushions on and the tables looked like granite with a lot of plants, it was beautiful, breath taking.
“This place is stunning Massimo” I said “It is” was all he said. We got to our table and the waiter gave us our menu’s. “I’ll give you a minute” he said
“Before you go, Can we get a bottle of Dom Perignon?” Massimo asked. “Yes sir” the waiter said before he left us.
“Are we celebrating something” I asked Massimo “Yes we are, we are celebrating you” he said
“Why me?” I asked “Just because you are beautiful” he complimented me “Massimo your going to make me blush” I said shyly “I like it when you blush Bella. What do you want to eat?” he asked me “I’m in your hands today Massimo you decide, I’m not picky.” I told him “If your sure?” “Yes” was all I could say, I hope he got the double meaning in my, ‘I’m in your hands.’ “I hear you Bella, you’ll have to be patient a little longer” he said with a devilish look.
The waiter came back and Massimo ordered the Prosciutto and Delice board with Seasonal fruit, strawberry Preserves and warm Baguette.
When the food came we were talking about Italy and the fact that Massimo wants to go back to Italy for vacation but couldn’t get the time to go.
“I would love to take you someday” he said. I didn’t know what to answer him so I just looked at him. Massimo took the bread and cut a piece and put a piece of prosciutto on it. “Open up” he said. He was feeding me. I didn’t know being fed can be so erotic. Everything he did today was a foreplay I thought. We finished our late lunch and a bottle of Dom Perignon. I’m sure I had most of the bottle. Massimo paid the bill and we where on our way back to the helicopter. When we got into the elevator Massimo pressed my back against the back of the elevator and said “I can’t wait until we’re home before I kiss you.” He crushed his mouth against mine and I opened for him he was devouring me as if he was starving and I kissed him just as hard. He trace his hand up my dress and cupped my pussy he moved my panty out of the way and slip one finger in my pussy, I was already wet from the kiss. Just as it was beginning to get hotter the elevator doors opened and he pulled away from me.
“Come” he grabbed my hand and we were almost running to the building were the helicopter was. “Why are we taking the helicopter again?” I asked Massimo
“It’s going to be quicker and I can’t wait to have you naked underneath me.”
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