Betrayed, but New Love Found

A Taste Of Ecstasy

Holly

Holly was up before Angie at 6 a.m. She decided to look at the hotel gym and dressed in a pair of leggings and a T-shirt and her only pair of tennis shoes.

She followed the signs once she got to the lobby. The gym was close to the spa. She walked in and saw there were only a couple of people. She didn’t pay attention to who they were and hopped on the treadmill. She felt that since she still had a ways to go, she should get in some exercise before having to sit for hours. She figured they had another two days on the road. She looked up on her Google maps, and they still had another fifteen hours to go, and she refused to drive it straight. She wasn’t in any hurry. She had checked the weather for their travel, and she didn’t see any snow storms coming yet.

She got off the treadmill and lifted light weights, then moved to her legs. Once she had been there for an hour, she was ready to go back to her room to shower. She wiped down all the machines and turned to put the towel she used away when she bumped into a hard chest.

She looked up from that chest and found herself staring into some very beautiful brown eyes, and then the face registered.

“You’re the man from last night at the restaurant.”

He smiled, “I am. Anthony Angelo.”

“Thank you, Anthony, for dinner. That was very kind of you.”

“Hmm, I haven’t been called kind in a long while. You are very welcome, Ms?”

“Holly, you can call me Holly.”

“Holly, such a beautiful name. I don’t think I’ve ever met a Holly before.”

“Meet a lot of women, do you?” she teased.

“You have no idea. A man in my position has many women vying for his attention.”

“Oh, and modest too.”

He chuckled. “You’re a very beautiful woman,” he whispered.

Her brows rose. She was sweaty, and her hair was sticking to her temples, she just knew her messy bun was all over the place.

“I’m gross right now. I just got done working out.”

He picked up her left hand and ran his thumb over her ring finger. She knew he saw the faint tan line on her finger.

He looked into her eyes, she knew what he was thinking.

“It’s not there anymore because he threw me away.”

“He’s a fool,” he said.

“Yes, I agree.”

“So this brother?” he asked with a raised brow and she blushed.

“I’m sorry, it was just a little white lie. I thought you were an actor at the restaurant, and we were role-playing.”

His jaw dropped, and then he threw back his head and boomed with laughter.

“An actor? You thought I was playing at being a mob boss in my own restaurant?”

“You own the restaurant?”

He nodded, “I do,” he said, still chuckling.

“I’m sorry, really I am. The real reason we were there was my husband threw me out of his life for no reason. Well, that’s not true. His reasoning was that he thought I had betrayed him. Someone photoshopped my face on some pictures and sent them to him, and he didn’t believe me, that the woman in the pictures wasn't me, and I’m babbling. You make me nervous.”

“Do I?” he said, smirking, still running his finger over the faint ring tan. Then he brought her finger to his lips and kissed it.

Her breath hitched, “Yes.” She had to squeeze her thighs together from the rush of lust that hit her and went straight to her core. Nope, not broken.

He looked at her up and down. “We both seemed to have had a nice workout. Come with me,” he said. She just followed him.

Her mind was screaming danger, but her lady bits were panting. Yes, yes, yes.

He led her through a door, and she realized it was the gym's unisex shower room. She didn’t protest when he sat her down and kneeled before her. He took off her shoes and socks, then he turned and turned on one of the bigger stall showers, and put something on a tiny shelf in the shower. He went to a closet and took out two robes and two fluffy towels, and hung them on hooks.

He stood her up, lifted her arms and took her T-shirt off. Then he took his T-shirt off. The spit dried in her mouth. He leaned over and peeled her leggings off along with her thong. Then he dropped his shorts and took his underwear with them. He stood in all his glory. His shoulder and arms were broad and muscular, his chest was cut along with his abs with a dusting of dark hair. Her eyes traveled, and he had that v that pointed straight to his impressive hard c*ck.

“Oh,” she whispered. Then licked her lips.

He groaned, and her eyes snapped back to his. He reached around her and took her bra off. Her breasts stood firm, her n*pples hard. He cupped them and she gasped.

“You’re sensitive,” he said.

She nodded, her eyes wide.

“Are you nervous?”

She nodded again. “No one has ever touched me other than my ex-husband. He’s the only man I’ve ever been with.”

“Well, then, let me introduce you to another’s touch. I guarantee you’ll love it.”

She threw caution to the wind, “Okay.”

He growled and wrapped an arm around her. He picked her up and took her to the shower. Water cascaded down both of them as he reverently washed every inch of her. She touched him with gentle fingers. She grasped his length, and it was his turn for his breath to hitch.

He was so much taller and bigger than her, that Holly had the brief thought that she should be scared of him, but she wasn’t.

She moved her hands up and down him while he washed her hair. She watched him. His jaw was clenched hard.

“Am I hurting you?”

“No, I am trying not to pick you up, slam you against the wall and rut inside of you. You deserve gentleness.”

“But, what if I want you to do that?”

He looked at her and smiled wickedly.

“You want me hard and fast, bellissima (beautiful)?”

“I think I do.”

“Well, then.” He turned and took a square package off of the tiny shelf, and she realized it was a condom. She sighed with relief, she hadn’t been thinking about that, she was glad he did.

She watched him tear the package open and roll it down his impressive length. Her lust was ratcheting up. She didn’t know where this confidence in her was coming from to have s*x with a total stranger, but she wasn’t minding it.

He leaned down and picked her up. He slammed his mouth to hers as he backed her up to the stall wall. Their tongues dueled, and she ran her fingers through his hair and yanked. He groaned. He reached down and notched himself to her. She knew she was wet, had been since he started talking to her, but she also knew he was big, bigger than Kyle.

“Please start slow,” she said.

“Don’t worry, I won’t hurt you.”

He pushed and kept steadily filling her. She stretched around him and she moaned. It stung but felt so good.

“You’re so tight, piccola,” (little one)

“You’re so big,” Holly cried out as he pulled his hips back and thrust back in.

He wrapped her hair around his fist and cupped the back of her head with his big hand, he wrapped an arm around her waist, slammed his mouth back onto hers and started to thrust into her over and over. He drilled her to within an inch of her life. She was moaning into his mouth with each thrust. He was relentless and did exactly what she wanted him to do. Her p*ssy tightened around his c*ck.

“Let go, little one. Let me take care of you, let your body feel my big c*ck loving it. You feel so good around me. Your body is taking me so well. Look at you, you’re such a good girl to let me f*ck your tight p*ssy.”

With his accent and his words she exploded. She screamed as he kept slamming into her. He sucked on her chin as she threw her head back and then her neck. He bit her slightly and she came again right after her first orgasm. It just kept going.

“Yessss,” he growled. “Your body is so starved for good c*ck. I bet your husband never made you feel this way, did he?”

“Nnnnoooo,” she moaned. Because it was true. Kyle never made her body feel like this. Not once in the three years they had been married. She never knew it could be like this.

“Give me one more tesoro. (treasure) Just one more,” he begged.

He was so strong moving her up and down on his c*ck. He leaned back to look at himself pummeling her, and he reached down between them with the hand that was in her hair and rubbed her clit with his thumb. He watched her face as she fell apart one more time.

“Bellissima,” he whispered, and then he grasped her hip and thrusted three more times before falling over himself.

She watched him as his head fell back, he bit into his lower lip, and he groaned when he came. She had never seen a more beautiful man.

His head came back up, and they stared at each other. She reached out and brought his lips to hers. She had just tasted ecstasy for the first time ever.

“Thank you,” she said when she pulled back.

He chuckled. “No one’s ever thanked me before for a couple of orgasms.”

“Well, let me be the first. Because I definitely needed that.”

“Then, you’re very welcome.”

He slipped out of her and put her down. She watched as he took the condom off and rinsed it out before tossing it onto the floor. They stepped out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist and then grabbed the other towel and turned to her. He dried her off, and squeezed the water out of her hair. He grabbed one of the robes and put it on her. He got her some slippers from the same closet where he got the towels and robes, and helped slip them onto her.

“Can I see you again?” he asked.

“I’m leaving town today.”

He nodded. He reached for his shorts and pulled out his phone.

“What’s your number? I want you to have mine in case you ever need anything.”

She bit her lower lip as she stared at him.

“I promise. You’re safe with me. I won’t come looking for you, I won’t stalk you, I just want to make sure, if there is ever anything you need, you have someone to call. I think you need a friend that you can rely on in tough times. Or if you need something financially handled.”

She rattled off her new phone number. He took a selfie and sent her a text.

“There, now you can remember the man that gave you your first orgasms.”

She giggled at his audacity.

He leaned over and gave her a soft kiss.

“It was nice to meet you, Holly.”

“It was very nice to meet you, Anthony.”

She gathered her stuff and walked away from a man that she knew was dangerous, but had treated her like she was precious. She couldn’t keep the smile off of her face as she made it back to her room.