Chapter 28
After what felt like forever Aiyana watched Chris stop the car. Unbuckling herself Aiyana pounced into Chris's lap. Not even waiting for him to turn off the engine.
Her fingers found their way back into his hair as her lips descended on Chris’s. He sat there shocked for a moment before giving into the kiss. His lips gently moving against Aiyana’s. His teeth biting down on her lower lip and his tongue battling with Aiyana’s for dominance.
Aiyana felt his rigid arousal between her spread legs, heightened the arousal and pleasure of the kiss as it caressed her between her legs. For the first time Aiyana wished she had worn a skirt.
Her hands began to move down his body. Tracing the side of his neck, the broad shoulders, along the bunching of his large biceps. almost twitching involuntarily under her curious fingers.
Then her fingers pressed against his beating heart, its rhythm erratic and wild.
And then ever so slowly she traced the hard lines of his abdomen, moaning in anticipation of what lay at the end of the path. Finally she was there, her palm cupping his rigid cock through his Jeans, moving in vertical motions.
"Oh god baby... for fucks sake... you're trying to kill me!"
"But it would be a sweet sweet death."
Aiyana replied.
Chris pushed the straps of her camisole off her shoulders, letting them carelessly rest against the forearm of her skin. His brown eyes turning the shade of black as desire oozed at the site of her exposed skin.
Watching the site of her barely contained breasts fighting against the confines of the neck of the bra. The soft pink lace drawing attention to the nipples underneath. Involuntarily he thrust against her palm unable to contain his excitement.
"Yes" Aiyana moaned.
The sound of her zip echoed in the car, she lifted herself as she shimmied out of her shorts before retaking her seat against his jeaned cock, frantically rubbing herself against him.
Chris was never a fan of dry humping and yet with Aiyana it was the most delicious agony.
With their lips kissing each other, their hips moved in unison, thrusting, rubbing, fucking. Oh such sweet agony. His hips thrust wildly as he heard her moans fill the air. She had let go of the spell on his lips and arched her back to moan loudly, thrusting her breasts closer to his face.
And he was no saint, latching onto the skin between her breasts his fingers pulled at the nipple on her right breast hard. Feeling a shiver running through her skin. Heightening his own arousal.
"Chris.. oh fuck I am about to come. Oh sweet Jesus have mercy on me!"
The sun had begun to shy away from the lovers slowly bidding goodbye between the thick cover of the trees. Chris held Aiyana in his arms as she sat in his lap on the blanket he had laid out for her.
"So my surprise was a picnic to an abandoned half constructed building?"
"No my beautiful angel. Your surprise was a picnic to my restaurant. I know it's not finished yet but I love the view."
"Do I get the grand tour."
"I want wait for it to finish, when you finally understand its charm."
"I have heard how exclusive your restaurant are. An exotic chain of places for the rich and famous. Some with the setting of romance, and yet each holding a carnal promise. I had always wanted to visit one."
"Why haven't you?"
"Well, it's not a place I want to go with my friends"
"I'll take you one day. I love the one we have in Greece. It's on an island. It has a single villa on it and a restaurant. The island is so beautiful lush green. If you walk around a little but just a few kilometers inside is a waterfall. That's where I placed the restaurant. The seating is inside a cave just behind where the water falls. The patter of the water splashing against your body as you eat. Your feet dipped in a pool of water as your body becomes aware of your partner. The place is lit up by scented candles and nothing else.
I can already imagine how magnificent your skin would look under candle light. How you would respond to my food and my lips as I feed you... it would be beautiful"
"And how many people do you take at a time?"
"Just one couple at a time. That's why it's always booked for months altogether. The couple usually books the villa too."
"And how many women have you taken to this beautiful honeymoon retreat?"
Even though Aiyana was teasing him, a part of her was jealous. She wanted to be special. And yet, she did not want a relationship. But, she did like Chris. A lot.
"You'll be my first"
Aiyana did not respond but was internally pleased to hear that.
Chris was back to playing with her hair.
"I would like to brush it sometime angel, your hair has such an exquisite color. Is it natural?"
"Yes. My mother has this wild dark red mane too."
"She must be a beautiful woman. Can I ask you something?"
"Hmmmmm"
"Why do you not want to get into a relationship?"
Aiyana sighed, knowing Chris deserved an answer to that question.
"Well the thing is I have borderline personality disorder. Which means that I have an exaggerated reaction to everything. If I love then I love to the extreme. I am going to be crazy and stuff and if I get hurt I'll go into depression over a small breakup. Even if I haven't dated the person long. I don't need to add that to the things I hate about myself, Chris. And after watching my parents i don’t think any relationship can last. So then why put myself through a situation that will only hurt me? No one ever stays Chris no matter how many times they say they would. No matter how much they love you. They love themselves more and they'll leave."
Chris did not say a word but Aiyana did not expect him to. Maybe he finally realized how fucked up she was and would leave. He would leave her before she got burned.
"I'll stay. I know you don’t believe me right now but I'll stay. I don’t know what will happen between us. Because I like you Aiyana. You're like a whirlwind you just entered my life and messed completely with my head. And your exotic. And that coming from a man that owns a restaurant like the one in Greece is telling you the beauty of it is nothing compared to when I see you. But I don’t love you. At least not yet and I don’t make promises to. Because I always believed love happens over time. Over little moments and annoying habits. It's not something that happens the minute I see you. And if it does then it's not love its lust. So whatever happens I'll stay. Whether as your lover, your something more or as a friend I do not know. But I won’t leave. I'll discover those annoying moments with you, my sweet sweet angel."