Chapter Twenty-six – ‘Just getting started’

Jeanette walked into the room, the redness quiet evident on her face from Ramon's words. She hadn't thought that he would plan a whole weekend to seduce her but she knew something was bound to happen after last night and the club. Well, hell, she thought something would have happened already but she couldn't think of any better way to spend the last weekend in Italy, although it was questionable just how much of Venice she might actually see.

 Her eyes searched the massive Presidential suite, everywhere from the Jacuzzi style tub in the bathroom that was right by a floor length window to the California king bed in the other room. She also checked out the smaller living room with its comfy and huge couch to the private terrace with a view that over looked the canal and her breath caught.

 "Do you like it, cara mia?"

 "It's a beautiful room with a view that is jaw dropping."

 "I am glad you like it, it is where I usually stay when I come here. And no female has ever accompanied me, which is what also caught Josef off guard."

 "He knows you?"

 "They should when this suite is mine."

 "Yours? As in you pay like an apartment?"

 "Yes. I am in Venice at least every other month, sometimes more. The one time I came and this room was not available was enough for me to basically buy it." Jeanette couldn't wrap her mind around luxury like that. It brought to mind again just how different they were, how they belonged to two different worlds. And though Jeanette fantasized, she knew she could never stay long in his world.

 "Wow," was all she was able to get out. 

 "Are you hungry?" Jeanette turned her gaze back outside to watch the sky.

 "No, I'd rather wait a bit and have dinner outside. Lunch, even for as small as it was, was quite filling." Ramon smiled and nodded at her.

 "The hotel has a pool, if you want to swim?" Jeanette looked over at him and shook her head.

 "No, but I am thinking a moment in that big tub would help me." She walked over to him and ran her finger down his chest. "Care to join me?" He chuckled as he grabbed her finger and kissed the tip of it before he shook his head.

 "Enjoy your bath, cara mia, I got a couple of things I need to do and then I need to let the chef know what we want and when we want it." Jeanette nodded and then grabbed her bag and made her way to the bathroom. Although the moment she stepped in she soon realized she didn't need anything as there was a robe hanging up at the door.

 35 minutes later, she finally drained the tub and stood up, wrapping the terry cloth robe around her. Okay, maybe there were a few perks to this lifestyle she could get used to; big and relaxing bath tubs and soft bath robes being at the top of that list. She undid the hair clip and shook her hair out as she walked out of the bathroom seeing Ramon on the couch and he was watching her.

 "Is it a bad thing to admit that I like watching you with your hair down?"

 "No, I don't think so, but then you are asking the woman who writes all kinds of romance scenes so maybe I'm not the best one to be asking."

 "Come here." She did as he asked and he moved further back on the couch and spread his legs so she could sit between them. And once she did, he started running his fingers through her hair and she let out a soft moan. "I have wanted to play with your hair for quite a while."

 "I would never object you know," she told him as she closed her eyes. And that was the truth. It was one of the best feelings, at least in her book, when a man was playing her hair or massaging her head. There was something sensual and erotic to it and it was truly a simple and small task. But to her and for her, it always spoke volumes and it wasn't something small.

 "Are you one of those female who enjoyed having your hair played with?" he asked as his fingers kept rolling through the strands. 

 "Yes. It's a simple and yet sensual act."

 "Now that is interesting." She fought to focus on his words and then she felt him shift but he never stopped playing with her waves.

 "Why?" she finally asked and this time she felt him lean by her head as one of his hands moved down her neck and into the robe.

 "Because I find that I like playing with a woman's hair, that it is a great way to start any seduction." She let those words roll over her and through her and she knew she was wet beneath the robe. The man had a voice that could quickly undo her in any way. So it shouldn't have been a surprise that any type of sexual talk would turn her into putty with him.

 "Yes…good….idea…." Fuck if she knew what she was mumbling. Her mind had shut off and she was only focused on the feelings he was bringing out.

 "Are you enjoying that?"

 "Yes." The one word was more moan then the actual word but she didn't care and neither did he. 

 "Good, then you would not mind this." Both his hands moved down the front of her robe and cupped her breasts, his fingers twisting the nipples as his lips worked along her neck. Fucking mind, no never! And to show how much she didn't mind, she arched her back and pushed her breasts more against his hands while she tilted her head to give him better access.

 She felt as he shifted again and she realized that he was opening her robe. His hands ran over her sides and stomach as his lips move to her ear. "Open your eyes cara mia and watch." She did as he said and she saw them in the mirror, the robe open to expose her nakedness. "I want you to watch, Jeanette, as I push my finger into that wet pussy," he said as she watched him run a finger over her slick folds. "And I want you to watch as I make you come just so you can see how sexy you are."

 And she did. She kept her eyes glued to the hand as he pushed his fingers in and she gasped. She had never watched herself, never felt the urge to, but fuck if watching him do that to her wasn't one of the hottest things she had ever seen. And hell if it didn't make her wetter, which she was sure he could feel. Especially if that smile he was sending her way was any indication.

 "That excites you, huh?"

 "I never….thought it would. But…yes…it's so freaking hot…to see. Oh, God," she moaned as his fingers shifted and he found that one spot that made her lose all thought.

 "Yes, Jeanette, you are close, I can feel your tightness. And when you come here, all over my fingers, I will take you to that bed," he stopped for a moment and glanced at the couch, "or maybe just lay you here and stick my aching cock deep into you." She caught her lip and watched as her legs shook. "Yes, you like that dirty talk, right? It makes you so hot and…" he trailed off as she cried out, coming hard around his fingers. He grinned as he pulled them and then sucked them clean. And the sight to her, in that mirror, was truly one of the most erotic sights ever. "Stand up Jeanette." She did and he pushed the robe off of her.

 "Ramon," she started but he stopped her by shaking his head.

 "We are just getting started, cara mia."