Until I Met You

  He stopped as instructed, and looked down at me. I didn’t even realise until then that he had me at his mercy. I was lying completely flat and exposed, on top of his kitchen island.

  Suddenly, Seth’s big eyes widened like he’d just had the best idea. “Hold on a sec,” he said, running towards his cabinets. He started pulling out jams, marmalades and honey’s—spreading them across the counter-top.

  “What are you doing?” I asked, trying to get up.

  He soon caught my movement and came running over. “Ah, ah, ah, Angel—you stay right where you are.”

  After making sure I didn’t move, Seth ran back to the condiments and began unscrewing the lids. He placed them all methodically by my naked, sprawling body, and proceeded to spoon some of the contents out of the jam jar.

  “Now hold still, my beauty. You’re about to become my breakfast.”

  His cheeky grin had my stomach flying with butterflies. It was still a strange, alien sensation to me, but one which I welcomed with open arms now. No matter how many times I saw his face, his beauty never ceased to amaze me.

  I watched as his excited blue eyes danced over me, as he placed jam on several parts of my body. He looked like a kiddie in a candy store, and it was more than heart-warming to watch.

  He placed some on my nipples and I shuddered a little at his touch. “Too cold?” he asked, a little frown burrowing his beautiful features.

  “No, it’s not that. It’s you—it’s always you.” My smile widened that little bit more as his face changed revealing that little dimple I love so much. I couldn’t help but touch that little dimple—it was right there for the grouping.

  “Hey,” he scolded as I grabbed his cheek.

  “Do you know how much that little dimple of yours turns me on?” He had to know.

  “My dimple eh?” he replied, revealing it that little bit more with his smile. “I know something else that turns you on. Hold up a sec.” Before I could register he was out of the door, leaving me with sticky jam all over me. When he came back in, I gasped. He was wearing that NY cap again, but this time he was wearing it backwards.

  My goodness, he was so damn hot!

  “I think I’ve changed my mind about this game. I think I want to lick jam off you instead.” I tried in vain to get up, but he raced toward me with a kiss. It stopped me dead in my tracks. His warm, enticing lips were so soft and inviting, it was hard to concentrate on anything else but him. There could be a band playing behind us and I would be none the wiser. It was just him and me, and right now nothing else mattered in the world.

  Before I even realised, I was back to lying completely flat on the counter-top again. He pulled away a little but only so he could smile down at me.

  “I love having you submissive underneath me. You don’t realise just how fucking sexy you are.”

  I gasped as his words hit me right between my legs. Dipping his head, he kissed my neck again and gently moved lower towards my nipples. With a flick of his tongue he licked and sucked the jam off me, making little moaning sounds as he went. I was very nearly gone already. I couldn’t believe just how much one little touch could affect me.

  “Hmm, Cookie with jam on top. What a combination. My mornings can’t get any better than this,” he whispered.

  I didn’t think I could quite feel my legs at this point. He moved methodically towards my other nipple and started the same sweet torture on that one. Then he does something completely unexpected. He trailed his tongue all the way from my belly button right up towards my left nipple. “Oh my fucking God,” I shouted as I arched my back in surrender. He could do just about anything to me right now and I wouldn’t care.

  “You like that, do you baby?”

  “Oh God, yes.” My breathing was hitched and erratic, but I didn’t care. I was too lost in the moment.

  “I want to learn everything inch of your gorgeous body, Angel. What turns you on and what makes you go crazy. You’re just too much for words.”

  This time he grabbed the honey and requested that I turn over. I’m all too wanton with lust by now that I think I might just burst.

  I did as I was told as my body just seemed to obey his orders without my brain engaging. It’s funny how things have changed.

  I watched with interest as he turned the honey upside-down and started squeezing a line from my ankles all the way up to my thighs. Immediately he licked all the way up, stopping momentarily at the back of my knee. He licked and kissed there so tenderly that it immediately hit me straight between my legs again. “Oh God!” I shouted again. How on earth could the back of my knee be a G-Spot?!

  “Ah, another crazy spot. I’ll have to remember that.”

  With a contented sigh, he trailed his tongue up my other leg and did the same torturous licking and kissing on the back of my other knee. I started moaning louder than ever—it was just so good.

  “You don’t realise how beautiful you look.” He poured more honey onto my buttocks and back, starting the same torture as he worked his way up.

  The moans that were escaping me were loud and unforgiving. Every lick and every feel of his rosebud lips on my skin had me burning with fire.

  “Turn around,” he instructed—and instantly again—my body obeyed. He grabbed my legs and spun me round to meet him. The fire in both our eyes were dancing with desire. He positioned himself between my legs and kissed me. The pressure of his body on mine had an instant reaction. I felt I was about to lose control.

  “Seth, please,” I begged. I needed him inside me so badly I thought I might scream. He sensed my desperation and quickly pulled his bottoms down. He was inside me even quicker, but he stayed for a moment, our breathing harsh as are eyes were locked on one another. His come-to-bed eyes were making love to mine as we took a moment to savour each other.

  Pretty soon, he started a steady rhythm and I just couldn’t believe how good he felt. With him kissing me, he placed a hand behind my neck and started massaging the base, where the spine meets my head. As he applied the pressure I felt a jolt of pleasure shoot through my body.

  I moaned into his mouth, causing him to pull away slightly. “You like that, do you?”

  “Seth, what is that?” I asked breathlessly.

  “It’s a pressure point. Relax and enjoy,” he whispered.

  He carried on this gentle, erotic message for a while, but then he moved his hand away from my neck, and down towards my belly. Once there, he seemed to measure roughly five inches away from my belly button and pressed down slightly. I very nearly climaxed then and there. I didn’t know what the hell he was doing—all I knew was that it felt so fucking good.

  I cried out again, causing Seth to smile a little. He was exploring my body as we were making love and it made me feel worshipped—it made me feel adored.

  As if I couldn’t take any more, his hands were wandering again back up towards my shoulders. With a brush of his hands, he started rubbing the spot where my neck meets my shoulder. I arched my back and closed my eyes in surrender. I didn’t think my body could take much more stimulation. I was getting it from every point. I felt relaxed and super-charged on sexual energy all at the same time.

  I thought the build up would be gradual, but then Seth quickened his pace that little bit more. With that, I was a goner.

  I felt the build-up come in intense waves. It was nothing like I had ever felt before. The orgasms yesterday were like nothing I had ever experienced—but this. This had me on the edge of a beautiful precipice. I was about to fall and I didn’t care how far.

  He was back on my lips again as his hand found my nipple and squeezed it gently. That was it for me—I fell—and I kept on falling. I was screaming his name over and over and over again, his body all sweaty and sticky from the jam. Instead of feeling icky, it somehow added to the pleasure. It just kept coming and coming and wouldn’t stop. I grabbed the nearest thing I could find and squeezed the bejesus out of it. Whatever it was went squishy in my hand, but I didn’t care.

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bsp; I could feel Seth’s build-up. It seemed just as violent as mine. “Fuck, Angelina—you feel so good.” He screamed as he too, came violently with me.

  If I thought it couldn’t get much better than last night, I was wrong. That just topped it—and that was saying something.

  He remained on top of me, his breathing harsh. He looked down towards me and smiled. “You’re so beautiful when you come. I didn’t think life could get any better than this, my angel. You’re just too much for words.” He glanced across at my hand and chuckled. I looked too as I was wondering what it was I was squeezing to death.

  “You really are quite violent when you come. I don’t know what the banana ever did to you.”

  “I’m sorry,” I offered—even though I wasn’t.

  “I told you, you don’t ever need to apologise for being who you are. It’s one of the many things I love about you.”

  I smiled sweetly into his beautiful eyes. “I love you, too.” I was happier than I had been in a long time. Just staring at him again had the fires burning. It never seemed to end.

  Looking down at my icky self had me wondering suddenly. “What on earth was all that massaging you were doing? It was like nothing I had ever felt before. I have erogenous zones I never knew I had.”

  He laughed a little and kissed me lightly on the lips. “I’ve read manuals. I like to know what pleases a woman.” He looked away slightly like he was a little embarrassed by what he said.

  “Wow, no wonder you have lots of bunnies,” I chuckled.

  “I thought I told you, Little Miss Naughty—bunnies don’t exist in my world. Not until you entered it.”

  I smiled brightly at him. “I have a t-shirt with that on.”

  “What, Little Miss Naughty?” he asked.

  I nodded my head and he smiled. “I’d like to see you in that one day,” he said with an impish grin. “And only that.”

  Spying the cap on his head, I shook my own. “I can’t believe you made love to me with your baseball cap on.”

  His eyes danced over my face, taking every bit of my willpower not to moan. “But did it have the desired effect?”

  My God I wanted him again. “Believe me when I say, everything you do has the desired effect.”

  “Then my work here is done.”

  He moved himself off me and kissed the inside of my thigh—and just as he did that—the telephone rang.

  With an offer of his hand, he made sure he took the time helping me down before he answered. I took that as my cue to give him some privacy whilst I jumped into the shower.

  Once I was dressed and ready for the day, I came back out and caught Seth in the exact same position, whisking his eggs in only his chequered pyjamas. But this time he had that baseball cap on still. It never failed to amaze me how sexy he looked.

  Looking up, he spied me coming towards him as his blue eyes sparkled with delight. “Wow, at this rate I’m not going to get anything done today. You look good enough to eat again.”

  I wrapped my arms around his waist and came in for a kiss, biting the bottom of his lip. I lightly trailed my fingers down his pecks, counting each one as I went. “One,” I whispered, kissing him seductively on the lips. “Two,” I breathed, feeling the heat from his breathless mouth. “Three,” I whispered again as my finger travelled further. “Four,” I sighed as the burn resurfaced between my legs. I’m not sure when enough is enough with this man.

  “Angel, you need to stop this. I already feel guilty about not making you breakfast sooner. It’s taking me so long to do these eggs that it’s nearly lunchtime. Now stop that and go take a seat like a good ‘Little Miss Naughty’ that you are.”

  I started chuckling. “If I was a Little Miss Naughty, I wouldn’t do as I was told now, would I?”

  He wrapped his arm around me a patted my bottom. “Stop that, Angelina. Now go sit.” He kissed me lightly, but I lingered for a moment causing him to moan. “Please go sit,” he begged. I laughed, but did as I was told as he finished off making the breakfast.

  Once all the toasts and eggs were placed on the table, Seth sat and pondered for a moment.

  “That was my mum on the phone. There was talk about having a barbecue a few days ago, but she wasn’t sure about the weather. Now she’s got the forecast for this Saturday—and knows it’s going to be a warm day—she wants to go ahead with it. I told her that I wanted to bring you. How do you feel about that? You’ll get to meet a few members of my family.”

  That thought suddenly scared me. I had never had to meet parents before. Not ones I was supposed to impress anyway. Seth mattered to me and so did the thought of his parents liking me. That was what scared me more than anything.

  “You don’t seem too thrilled with the idea.”

  He noticed the way I hesitated and I felt a little guilty. I kept thinking back to the massive amount of energy he must have put in by driving all the way down to Cornwall to meet all my family and friends. The least I could do is offer the same.

  “It’s not that,” I finally said. “I’ve just never had to do this before. It’s all new to me and a little bit scary. I’ll do it though. I want to do it. In fact, I very much look forward to it.”

  He gave me a big beaming smile and clasped my hand. “This is the first time I’m doing this also, Angelina. Don’t be surprised if I get a few phone calls throughout the day.”

  And he did. Straight after breakfast from his sister. Then after the washing up from his brother. Then about an hour after that from his auntie. They were all shocked and stunned at him wanting to bring a girl, and they all said they couldn’t wait to see me. It was then that I had a little glimpse into what it was like for Seth when he met all my friends and family. He was like the most fascinating creature on the planet—all because they had never seen me with someone before. Not someone they knew I liked so much anyway. It was all quite frightening.

  We spent the rest of the afternoon shopping. I was really amazed at how patient he was with me going through the aisles. He almost seemed to enjoy the experience—which shocked me a little. I thought it was only right that I buy something for his new home, so while Seth was trying on some new clothes, I went wandering about and found the most amazing crystal candlesticks. They were the most expensive candlesticks I had ever seen, but Seth was worth it. As soon as I saw them, I had to get them, regardless of price. They were beautiful and would look perfect in Seth’s new modern home.

  Chapter 15

  I woke up on Saturday morning feeling lighter than air. I’ve had the most amazing two weeks off with Seth that I could ever wish for. He loved my present and I was glad he never reprimanded me for getting it. I wouldn’t have liked that. He accepted them graciously and they now have a happy home being displayed in his clear glass kitchen cabinet. We used them that night with our meal and just basked in one another’s company, enjoying the last remaining days we had together—alone—twenty-four seven.

  The only annoying part about my stay was when we went out for a meal one evening and one of his ex-bunnies was there. Her name was Tania, and I remembered her as one of the girls from that night we first met. She threw daggers at me all evening, and when she introduced herself she made it plainly obvious she didn’t like me. The thing with me is, I knew that two could easily play at her game, so I asked her if she wouldn’t mind moving because she was interrupting the footsie Seth and I were playing underneath our table. Seth smiled, seemingly impressed, and Tania stomped her foot and marched away. It was the funniest thing I had ever seen.

  “Now that one, I’ll call Thumper,” I said, and we both rolled about laughing, causing a right scene throughout the restaurant.

  Other than that, the evening went well, and I was bathing in everything Seth. What I was quickly reminded of when I woke up, was today is the day I meet Seth’s family. I wasn’t quite sure I was ready yet, even though I’ve had five days to get used to the idea. Seth did say that Paul would be there and I felt a little relieved about that. At least I would know
someone at the barbecue.

  Once we were in the car I was a bundle of nerves and Seth could tell. He started up the F-Type and she roared to life, giving me slight relief from my nerves. Hearing that sound never ever gets old.

  Closing my eyes, I took a couple of deep breaths. Once I opened them I saw Seth looking at me. He grabbed my hand and told me everything was going be okay. I instantly smiled my relief as he put the car into drive and headed out of the basement car park.

  The drive itself was under an hour, considering Seth liked to open the Jag up whenever he could. It was all a thrill to me, and not once did I feel scared or intimidated by his driving. In fact it was too much of a distraction. He had his baseball cap on again and the stubble all round his chin looked good enough to lick. It was taking all of my self control not to undo my seatbelt and do just that. If I didn’t think it would put us in danger on the road, I would have. He was just too irresistible.

  He caught me leering at him a few times and laughed. He even chastised me when he caught me looking at his crotch a handful of times. It was a great distraction from what I knew was coming. I really didn’t know what to expect other than I was going to meet them.

  When we got there and entered a security gate, I almost had a full on panic attack. I knew they were rich, but I didn’t realise they owned a mansion out here. The place was huge, and quite frankly, intimidating. The meticulously cut lawns and trees seemed to span for miles as we made our way to the enormous house. The house itself was brick with the most amazingly huge windows. It had climbing plants that curved graciously round each window, and the colours were a mix of violets and soft pinks. It was absolutely stunning.

  We pulled out in front of the house onto the gravel, and Seth swiftly came round to open my door. He held out his hand, quickly pulling me up towards him with a smile.

  “Don’t be nervous. It’s fine. You have nothing to worry about, Angel. I love you and you love me. That’s all that matters to me. Nothing and no one can ever change that, okay?”