Episode 60

Ashley's POV.
I let him lead me into the hotel room with our hands interlocked. I watched his bare back from behind and was positive I wanted this.
I wanted Ric and there was no other way around that. I've searched through his eyes, seen how much he wanted me, seen what I did to him.
Once within the walls of our room, he yanked me against the wall and crashed his lips against mine. He kissed me hungrily, lashed my lips like nothing else mattered and I gave back as much energy. One moment I'm driving my hands through his hairs and the next I'm wrapping my legs around his waist. His hands goes down my bottom and he lifts me up. I tightened my legs around his waist and kissed him more, drank him whole.
He moves us to the bed and firmly lays me down. He cuts the kiss and trailed his lips down my cheeks and my neck, causing me to gasp. His lips did wonders to me, they left a tingling sensation wherever they left. I dug my hands into his hair as his lips lashed my bellybutton, kissing my stomach sensually. I felt my legs trembling beneath him.
After having a make out session in that lake, he'd carried me out when we realized we wanted far more than a lake's make out session. I'd found a shirt in his car which I wore over my bare breasts and my wet panties before he drove us back to the hotel.
Right now I wanted him to rip that dress away and do things to me. I wanted to feel him buried deep inside me.
"Ric" I moaned as his hands travelled down between my legs to feel my wetness, his lips still kissing my stomach hungrily. I jolted up frustratedly and yanked his pants into my hands. I watched his eyes, pleaded with him to make love with me. He smiled with satisfaction in his eyes and I unzipped his pants. I pushed it off him to the last clothing on his body before going on my knees to kiss him move. His hands drove under my shirt and claimed my breasts in his two hands. I gasped hard against his ears.
"Yes. . . . " He moaned into my neck.
He pulled off my shirt with great urgency and yanked me back against the bed.
"You're so fucking beautiful,love" he said before reaching down to take one of my nipples into his mouth. I moaned harshly as he lashed against it, from the right to the left, his hands massaging them.
I twisted and turned underneath him. I didn't know how much longer I could hold myself. I felt like I was gonna burst.
Slowly, his two fingers slid inside my panties and I let out a soft gasp as they rubbed against my wetness. I felt my eyes rolling to the back of my head as he continued to stroke me down there.
"Please. . . . " I begged him. I needed him to take me now.
He pulls his hand out and ran it over my stomach before hurriedly positioning himself between my legs. He Yanks my panties off before pulling me closer to his thighs and spreading my legs apart.
I licked my lips and watched him, waiting and bracing myself for what's to come. He glanced up at my face, searching for any signs of disapproval but I encourage him instead, pushing my center against him.
He rubbed his hardness against me and the instant I felt him push inside me, I gasped loudly. It's been so long, it felt so new, so different. He grunted with great satisfaction once inside me and I reached out for the bedspread and held onto it tight. He trusted in and out and we both moaned and gasped. Once I got used to his trusting pace, he went faster and faster till we both exploded.
I continued to breathe hard as we went over another love making session for what felt like hours. It was one of those rare wild sex where everything seemed so right, so natural you don't want it to end. He made me feel that way and I wished it never came to an end.
"This is the best sex I ever had" he said breathlessly into my ear after the last round, our naked bodies still wrapped against each other's on the body.
I suppressed a laughter beneath him and replied "me too, Ric" then I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him. He maneuvered our position so that I'm sitting on top of him now, his back against the bed board. He stared into my eyes with a smile, building up in his lips.
"I love you" he said out of the blue.
I watched him, surprised. I didn't know what to say. Tell him that I loved him back? Is that safe? I searched his eyes and all I saw were sincerity in them. But still I didn't know how to tell him that. He cups my cheek with a hand, causing me to look directly into his eyes.
"Hey," he said "you don't have to say it back right now. Take your time okay?"
I nodded slowly before lying back against him.
After a few minutes of laying bare against each other, I decided to go take a shower. He held me back with both hands holding my stomach and said "can I go have a shower with you?"
I elbowed him on his sides and leaped away " No" I replied before running away towards the bathroom with the bed duvet held tight around my body. I hurried to take a shower, smiling everytime I remembered what just happened between Ric and I. I suddenly felt so at ease, so satisfied even though I secretly wanted more.
Under the shower, I let thoughts flood my head. I remembered him saying he loved me. I remembered every word like he was saying it right then to me. I remembered how much he meant it.
When I walked out, I offered to go down and get something for us to eat while he took a shower. We had a little dinner together while we made jokes about everything. I never stopped noticing how he looked at me with so much emotions in his eyes.
If this was a dream then I never wish to wake up. Never.
The following morning he took us to a restaurant where we ate breakfast and then to this park where he took joy in watching me do some silly games, then we spent the evening at a popular art gallery in London. Every moment spent with him was spectacular.
When I watched him sleep right next to me that night I realized I was love struck by this man. I realized I was more in love with him than I'd ever admit to myself. I loved him so much it hurts so good. The feeling of having him make love to me before we went to sleep and waking up with him beside me, his hands wrapped around me, his nose digging into my neck and hairs.
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I peeled my eyes open to find an empty space beside me. I rose up on alert and searched the room for Ric. He wasn't anywhere close. I drew my nightwear over my exposed thighs as I stepped off the bed. That's when I saw him standing at the balcony, his back to me.
I walked to him quietly, snaking my hands under his hands and holding him close.
"Good morning"
"Good morning baby" he replied, turning around so that I was hugging his chest. I drew in his scent and the whole day seemed so perfect already.
"How was your night" I asked him.
He smiled sweetly and replied " you know how it was. I got to sleep next to the most gorgeous woman on this earth"
He knew just the right words to say to get me grinning.
"I have something to tell you" he added. I pulled away from him and he held my hands. There was something uneasy about his eyes that started getting me worried. What did he wanna tell me? That he was joking about saying he loved me? Shoot, Ashley, you're doing it again! My inner voice cautioned.
"Is everything alright?" I asked him.
"Yes. . . . There's someone I want you to meet soon."
I felt my heart leap.
"Someone?" I repeated questioningly.
"She. . . .,"he stopped " I mean. . . . We're gonna meet her later at a restaurant"
My heart started to beat hard against my ribcage. He's meeting with a woman? I wanted to ask who she was, wanted to ask why he's meeting her but I didn't want to come off as a jealous woman so I plasted a fake smile on and replied " okay. When do we meet her?"
"10 " he replied.
I didn't know why I felt the need to dress up especially for this occasion. Who was he meeting? The thought kept invading my head as I tried to dress up. Could she be an ex? Maybe he's married and started feeling guilty and thought to give me a hint by introduction me to her? God, Ashley! Stop being so ridiculous! I hated myself
After getting dressed in a white bodycon dress Ric had bought among other things for me, I made up my mind to flow with whatever happened today.
His car pulled up in front of a fancy rich restaurant, different from the one we've been going to. We sat at a table to three and ordered our foods.
"You look beautiful, Ashley" he said, catching me by surprise as I started to eat.
Even though he just complimented me, my nerve was too unsettled to appreciate his efforts and instead, I just beamed a smile and replied " thank you"
Just then, a feminine voice called from behind me "Riccardo Marcello". The woman's -whoever she was - shoes left heavy and loud thuds against the floor as she approached us.
I glanced up at Ric as he looked past me to the woman, his eyes changing. I saw the look of satisfaction in his eyes as he looked behind me to this woman. I felt my stomach churn.
I remained still as she walked past me and stood before Ric. That's when I looked up to behold a beautiful woman. She had honey blond hair streaming down her back and across her chest. She had a small baby face with lips far too small for a young woman,her nose pointed and her eyes small and accurate on her little face. As sonorous as her voice, her body looked stunning on her pink sheath dress, her black shoes high and adding to her average height. Her lips are painted dry pink. She looked sexy on the dress and I suddenly understood why Ric looked at her like that.
Maybe she's an ex of his? Maybe a fling from the past? Maybe one of his girlfriends? Maybe she's here to rub it on my face? Why hadn't I just told him I wanted to stay back at the hotel?
Suddenly I wanted to leave cause I felt this waging feeling inside my stomach. Her eyes caught mine and her lips lifted into a smile.
"You must be Ricky's partner" she said to me.
Partner? What was she insinuating?
"Hi," she puts her hand out in front of me "I'm the sister. I'm Rebecca"