Love In The City

s******g!

     Swimming in the pool made me think of Carlos's old apartment. It had a swimming pool, and I spent many summer days inside of it.

I sometimes missed small-town living, but Raul and I would never get away with what we are doing. The entire town would know. Allen had its playboys, just like every other town. I never thought Carlos was one.

I look at Raul, who’s currently on his phone speaking in Japanese, and wonder how I ended up back where I started. The difference is, Raul is honest about it. Carlos broke my heart in two. This time I’m in control.

“Important call,” I asked Raul when he hung up his phone.

“An owner wants to sell me his US shares,” Raul laid his phone on the table.

“I didn’t know you can speak Japanese,” I said.

Raul jumped into the pool, splashing me. I laughed as I used my hands to form a giant wave to push at him. He dived towards me, though, missing the brunt of the water.

He picked me up in his arms, “There is a lot you don’t know about me Gabby,” he threw me down into the water, and I tried to catch my breath.

“Are you hungry?” He asked as he steadied me from falling back into the water.

“I’m thinking of ordering some room service,” I swam towards the ladder to get out.

“Let’s go have dinner,” Raul said, making me stop in my tracks.

If I was going to keep this strictly s****l, there could be no dinner. Spending a weekend at a Resort with him is hard enough. My heart can’t take more pain.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea,” I told him. I grabbed the plush white towel and wrapped it around my body. Sliding the glass doors open, I headed inside.

I plugged in my blow dryer just as the bathroom door burst open. Raul stood with a towel wrapped around his toned, hot body, “get ready for dinner, Gabby,”

“Did you order us room service?” I asked sweetly, knowing damn well what he meant.

“I told you we are going out to dinner,” he leaned his hand on the sink counter and fixed his dark eyes on me.

It’s going to take more than that bad boy, “This is just s*x and no dates,”

He grabbed me in his arms and pushed me against the wall. I gasped. His lips are so close to mine; I feel his hot breath on my skin. Shivers go down my spine, “Is that a no?”

“Your rules,” I said.

His lips grazed mine teasingly, and I moaned. He then flipped me around as his hard body pressed against my backside, “What did I tell you I would do next time?” his voice is rough.

I giggled, “I don’t know,”

“Don’t move,” he commanded.

I could hear him walk away, and I thought about moving, but the throbbing between my legs kept me right there. A few moments later, he returned.

“I’ll let you pick our food,” I said. I placed my hands on the wall, arching my back, giving him an excellent view as the towel dropped to the floor.

I could feel his body against mine again as his hands roamed my body. He unsnapped my bikini top, and my n*****s stood on end at his touch, “I’ve already picked my food. Are you ready?” he whispered in my ear.

“For what?” I stuttered.

“Your s******g,” He held a black whip in his hand, and my jaw dropped when I saw it. “I bought it a few days ago,” he said, seeing my surprised look.

I know he’s waiting for my reply, so I shake my head and murmur, “Yes.”

“Good. If you want me to stop, just tell me,” he kissed me gently on the lips then pulled away.

The anticipation is killing me. He pulled down my bathing suit bottoms, and I lifted my leg once they fell to the floor. He squeezed my ass gently. He caught me by surprise as the whip landed on my ass, my entire body shuttered. 

“That’s for licking those plump lips of yours,” he said. The whip once again landed on my bare ass, and I moaned. He put his hands in between my legs as his fingers touched my inner core. I gasped, “You’re so wet,”

I couldn’t speak as his fingers are playfully teasing me, so I moaned. I’m not used to this. I always need to be in control. Letting a man have this much control over me is exhilarating. His mouth found mine, and as our tongues melded together, I let everything go and gave in to the pleasure.

“Two more,” he teased. As he removed his fingers, I whimpered. 

As the whip once again landed on my ass, I gasped in pleasure, “Raul,” I begged. I needed release. My body is on fire, and every touch from him sends shocks of pleasure through me.

“Not yet, Luscious,” he said as the whip came down again. “This one is for telling me no,”

Fuck! Who knew this could be so hot. He flipped me around as his dark, smoldering eyes penetrated mine.

 I said, “You didn’t tell me what the other two are for,”

“Does it matter?” He asked before his lips crashed into mine. He lifted me up and sat me on the sink, his lips never leaving mine.

I wrapped my hands around his neck, pulling him in closer to me, “Please Raul,” I whispered. I need to feel him inside of me, to ease the pulsing between my legs.

“Now for dessert,” he pulled my legs apart, and I rested them on his shoulders as his lips visited another pleasure zone.

Somehow we ended up in my bed during our afternoon escapades. We went from the bathroom to the couch and finally to my room. I’m so tired I can sleep. But Raul didn’t forget about dinner.

“We should get dressed for dinner,” He stood up, giving me a view of his cute ass.

“I thought you already had dinner,” I teased.

“That was dessert. Dinner is with Jimmy Krieger,” He winked.

“A business dinner?” I asked.

“Yes, we don’t have time to shower now,” he laughed.

“You could have told me it’s a business dinner,” I wrapped the blanket around my body and sat up in the bed.

“Now, where is the fun in that?” he winked as he walked towards my door.

I picked up a pillow and launched it at him, “You’re such an ass,”

“Your hands were all over this ass,” he said as he shut the door.

I groaned. I’m so out of my league here. He never meant a real dinner date. 

Since this is a business dinner, I plan to write some notes in my cell phone. I didn’t want to sit at the table with a pen and notepad. I can put essential observations in the cell phone now and then. Dinner was in the Resort dining area. 

We arrived first, so the hostess showed us to our seat," Mr. Krieger should be along soon," she said before walking away, leaving me alone with Raul.

“I’m going to take important notes in my cell phone,” I said.

“I imagine it will mostly be a friendly dinner, but a good idea,” Raul said.

A dark-haired man approached the table," Can I get you a drink while you wait?"

“I’ll take a bottle of Chateau D’Yquem and for now two glasses,” Raul said.

“We have the year two thousand and fifteen. Does that work?” The waiter asked.

“Perfect,” Raul said.

“Sounds fancy,” I said. Personally, I’ve never found a wine I can say I enjoy enough to order in particular.

“I think you’ll like it,” he smiled. He touched my hands briefly from across the table before letting go. He held a look in his eye that I’m dying to know what it meant.

“Glad to see you made it,” A short peppered haired man approached the table. 

Raul stood and shook his hand, “Nice place. We’ve been enjoying ourselves,”

“I see you have a beautiful young lady with you,” The man smiled at me.

Before Raul could respond, a man and woman approached the table. The man looked like a slightly younger version of the older man. I’m guessing that’s his son. 

“Raul, it’s so good to see you again,” The raven-haired woman wrapped her arms around Raul. When the hug ended, she kept her arm around him. I wonder who she is? “Did you ever get the desk fixed?” she sat down next to Raul.

Raul’s cheeks flushed a full red, and he laughed, “Yes,” as he eyed her playfully.

I took out my cell phone and wrote down all my observations so far before realizing the younger guy hadn’t spoken yet.

“Who’s this beauty?” The younger man said.

Raul pulled his eyes away from the woman. And said, “My assistant, Gabby,”

The old man muttered something under his breath that sounded like, “I bet you never leave the office,”

The younger one sat down next to me and introduced himself since Raul was engaged in conversation with the woman, “I’m Jimmy, and that’s My father, James. The one over there is my sister Sammy,”

“Nice to meet you all. I’m Gabby,” I said.

The waiter dropped the bottle of wine and two glasses off at the table. Raul poured the two glasses, and she took the second glass. I shot daggers across the table.

“Sammy, I think you just took Gabby’s glass,” Jimmy said.

“Oh,” she looked at the glass she drank out of, then to Raul.

 Raul, for the first time in a few moments, peered at me across the table. “I’ll get more glasses,” he said.

My heart sunk. I knew it shouldn’t, but I thought he ordered that wine with me in mind, not this woman who just showed up.

“Waiter, can you please get a bottle of Domaine Ramonet Montrachet Grand Cru? I will have two glasses, one for me and the lovely lady here,” Jimmy said, pointing at me.

Raul looked away from Sammy as he carefully eyed Jimmy a moment, “I have glasses on the way already. That’s an expensive wine when we may not drink it all,”

“She can take the rest back to her room. Besides, I’m celebrating,” Jimmy smiled at Raul, and I wondered if these two had past issues.

The waiter set the bottle down and the glasses. He popped off the top and poured one for Jimmy and one for me. He then sat a glass of liquor on the rocks down in front of James.

“I don’t do wine. I stick to Bourbon,” James laughed as he took a small swig of the dark liquor.

“What are you celebrating?” Raul took his glass in his hand and poured another for Sammy, who already drank all hers.

“This weekend, I will pay you back the loan in full plus interest,” Jimmy winked at Raul.

“That’s’ great,” I blurted out before taking a sip of the wine. “This is so good,”

Raul shot daggers at me across the table, but I didn’t care. We may only have s*x, but he didn’t have to be all over Sammy in front of me.

“I’m still trying to figure out what desk they broke,” James said.

“You wouldn’t want to know,” Jimmy said. “The band is playing music. How about we dance, Gabby? We will order food after,”

I didn’t much mind using Jimmy to play this game with Raul, but I needed to get away from the table for a while, “I’d love to,”

The band played bluesy Jazz music as Jimmy took me in his arms. Jimmy isn’t a bad-looking guy at all. He’s quite handsome with his slicked-back hair and gray eyes.

“I’m sorry,” he whispered.

“For what?” I asked.

“I’ve known Raul for a long time, and I saw that kiss in the hallway earlier. So when I saw how Sammy took that glass and didn’t even say anything, it bothered me. I figure you could use a breather from watching him swoon on another woman,” Jimmy said.

I’m glad the room is dark as tears threatened to come out of my eyes. I’m not bothered Raul flirts with other women, but he does it in front of me. We just spent an afternoon having s*x. If s*x is all, he looks for in a woman, what is he looking for with Sammy? I thought I met his needs.