Part 6
Ashley rose from the tub and wrapped the terry cloth robe around her bubble covered body. She was relieved she was able to get Richie to leave her alone long enough to have a peaceful bubble bath. Even though she had locked the door, he still continued to knock for the first 5 minutes.
He wouldn’t reveal his plans to her for the evening. He only told her to wear the black dress and to be hungry. She dried off and then rubbed lotion on her just shaven legs and sprayed perfume before she put the dress on. She sucked it up and went without a bra, since she had no choice; she had nothing strapless with her. She slipped the dress over her head and then down her body. She took her time getting ready so she could get comfortable with herself not wearing a bra.
She gathered her hair up on top of her head, pinning it sparingly and letting the stray pieces fall where they did. She applied her makeup and then stepped back away from the mirror to look at herself. She smiled back at the sexy woman she saw staring at her.
Her heart started to pound as she thought of what the night would bring. She couldn’t imagine what he had planned. It was exciting to her that they didn’t have to sneak around and hide their affection for one another. She prayed the night would go as perfect as she had hoped.
She unlocked the bathroom door and opened it, turning off the light as she did. As she started into the bedroom something caught her eye, she looked down onto the carpet wondered what red rose petals were doing scattered in the floor. She looked further and saw they made a trail that lead out of the bedroom.
She smiled. Curious as to what he was up to, she followed the trail out of the bedroom and into the living room. The patio doors were left open and she could hear soft sensual music coming from the pool. With rose petals still underneath her feet, she walked to the open doors and stepped outside and saw Richie standing there waiting on her.
She was amazed at all the rose petals covering the concrete surrounding the pool. She couldn’t help but stare at it in awe. Thousands of candles lit up the area, and the sun setting into the water was their backdrop, making it a truly magical site.
Their eyes met and they smiled at each other. He had never seen her look more beautiful than she did at that moment. He had the urge to sweep her up into her arms and take her anyplace she wished to be. He could barely breathe looking at the stunning woman she had transformed into. Time stood still briefly and he decided tonight would be all about her, he’d do everything in his power to make her feel every bit the princess she certainly looked like. He smiled and held out one hand as she walked down the two steps to join him.
He took her hand, “You look absolutely beautiful.”
She smiled, unable to control her cheeks from turning pink, “Thank you.”
“And you,” She said taking a deep breath and smiling as she let it out, “You look very handsome.”
He was dressed in black slacks and a flowing white cotton shirt open almost to his waist and black loafers.
“Glad you approve,” He said with a slight laugh. His hand came from around his back and he held out a single long stem red rose for her. She smiled as she took it from his hand.
“Thank you,” She said, beaming.
He smiled as he took her hand in his, raising it to his lips, he kissed it softly then clasped it in his.
“I hope you don’t mind that we are staying here,” He said as they started to walk to the other side of the pool.
She was about to answer him when she saw the candlelit table that awaited them.
“How did you do all of this?” She asked as her eyes widened in amazement.
He laughed, “Now you know why I wasn’t interrupting your bath.”
She laughed and then turned to him, “This is truly amazing.”
He took her in his arms and drew her close to him, “You are amazing,” He said, then he kissed her lips softly. His hands ran up her back as he deepened the kiss, taking her breath away she became dizzy from the excitement he had caused.
He pulled away and walked her to the table; pulling out her chair and helping her sit down and then he sat down beside her. She looked up and him and smiled as she laid the rose on the table.
The table was set with a crisp white linen table cloth that touched the ground, a beautiful centerpiece made of a floating candle and red roses and baby’s breath made the table for two a romantic setting. A wine bucket filled with ice was sitting on his left with a bottle of already chilled wine.
She was even more amazed when she saw a waiter coming to the table. He picked up the bottle of wine, and opened it. He poured them each a glass then disappeared.
Richie picked up his glass and turned to look at Ashley, who had a cute smile on her face. He took her delicate hand in his, holding it gently as he stoked the backside with his thumb.
“Here's to the magic of the night, the evening filled with music and laughter. There’s no one I’d rather enjoy them with than you.”
She smiled as she picked up her glass and met his. They each toasted and then took a drink of the bubbling wine.
Sitting his glass down on the table, he leaned over and brushed his mouth over hers. Once, twice, a slow gentle exploration of the lips. Ashley parted her lips and his tongue slid in kissing her deeply. He left her breathless and in a daze as he pulled away. He smiled seeing the effect he had on her. Still holding her hand he took another drink from his glass. Ashley reached for hers and took a long drink. She sat the glass down on the table and he refilled it for her.
“Do you like the wine?” He asked her.
She nodded her head, “Yes,” she breathed.
He tilted his head to her and flashed a smile, “It’s one of my favorites. I’m glad you like it.”
She took another drink and he lit a cigarette. He handed it to her and then lit one for himself. He could tell her thoughts were a million miles away when he saw the expression on her face. He didn’t need to ask what she was thinking about, it was written on her face.
Ashley knew that Richie could tell she was nervous and that made it even worse for her. She jumped when his hand touched her back and his lips kissed her ear.
“Don’t be nervous. I’m not going to bite you,” he said.
When he drew back away from her and she saw the smile on his face, her tension eased up some. Then he added, “Unless of course you ask me to bite you.”
She laughed at his joke and shook her head at his sense of humor. The warm air breeze blew across them, his hair danced lightly as it fell back against his shoulders. Ashley took a deep breath and let it out slowly, telling herself there was nothing to be afraid of. She loved him. She closed her eyes, hoping that it would last forever. She had never known as much happiness as she did right there at that exact moment.
The sun was low to the horizon, making the sky orange, purple and red. Richie scooted his chair over next to her and rested his arm around her shoulders. He tenderly rested his head against hers. She closed her eyes, smiling at the warm feeling that came over her.
“Would you like for me to take a picture?” The waiter asked with his thick Mexican accent pointing to the camera on the table.
Ashley turned to look at Richie, thinking he wouldn’t go for it. She was surprised when he nodded his head and pulled her closer.
The waiter took their picture and then sat the camera back down and walked away.
“Did you already order?” Ashley asked reaching for her wine.
“I hope you don’t mind, I wanted to take care of it all.”
She leaned over to kiss with him with a smile on her face. “I love it,” she said pulling away. “What did you order?”
“Shrimp, Steak and Chicken Fajitas and Baked Oysters on the side.”
“Oysters?” She asked.
He turned and looked at her, “You will love them, and they are an aphrodisiac.” He giggled.
She shook her head not understanding him, “A what?”
He leaned over to her. “Oysters will make you horny,” He said.
She laughed, “Like you need that.”
“Have you never had them really?”
“No, I haven’t.” She laughed.
A short while later, dinner was served.
“Let me show you how to eat Oysters,” Richie said as he reached for the Oysters. He picked up a package of crackers and opened them, sitting them on the side of his plate. He picked up his fork, pulled the baked oyster out of the shell, and then placed it on the cracker.
“Some people like to put a variety of different things on Oysters. I like them this way, with butter, garlic and parmesan cheese. Here, try mine.” He said as he held the cracker for her to try.
She looked at him unsure, but he reassured her as he brought it to her lips. She smiled, and then took a bite. As she chewed it up, she was smiling at him as he watched her.
“Not bad,” She said.
Richie nodded his head, “See, I told you that you would like them.” He giggled when she gave him a knowing glace and then picked up her napkin, laying it across her lap.
“Do you want more wine, or would you rather have a Margarita?” He asked was the waiter was coming back.
“I’ll take a Margarita, I liked that.”
They talked while they ate. Chatting about simple things, enjoying their time together and having a really good time. After dinner, Richie had the waiter bring a pitcher of Margarita’s and two shots of Tequila.
“Wet the back of your hand, like this,” Richie said as he licked the back of his own hand, “Then pour the salt on. Hold the lime like this.” He showed her how to hold the lime.
She watched and did everything he said, unsure of what it was going to taste like, she asked, “Is this going to make me sick?”
Richie laughed, “Not one shot. Now, if you had a few, there’s a good possibility it could.”
She gave him an unsure look and he laughed again, “Don’t worry; I’m not going to let you get that drunk.” He gave her a wink, “Ready?”
“I guess,” She said.
“Okay, you lick the salt take the shot then you suck the lime, okay?”
She nodded her head and then they both did it at the same time. She sat the shot glass down and closed her eyes. The taste of the Tequila in her mouth was the most hostile thing she had ever tasted in her life.
“You okay?” Richie asked as he rubbed her back.
Ashley nodded her head as she still had the lime in her mouth. As she took it out and laid it on the table, she took a drink of her Margarita.
“Whatdja think?” He asked her.
She tilted her head sideways as she thought about it. “Well, it wasn’t that bad. I’d have to have another one to make up my mind.”
Richie looked at her oddly and she corrected, “Not tonight, no way.”
He grinned, “Good, I don’t want you drunk. I want you to remember tonight.”
She laughed as nodded her head, thinking, ‘I’ll remember every moment with you.’
“Would you like to dance?” He asked.
“Dance?”
He nodded his head, “Yeah, dance. I’m in the mood.”
She blushed, feeling silly that they were the only ones there. He took her hand and pulled her out of her chair. She giggled, feeling slightly woozy.
“You okay?” He asked as he helped her get past her chair and then around the table.
She giggled again, “Yes, I think.”
He placed his arms around her waist and pulled her body in towards his. “You’re just buzzed,” He told her.
“Is that what you call it?” She asked running her arms around his neck and smiling as he started swaying to the music with her in his arms.
“You probably shouldn’t drink anymore,though.”
She nodded her head and then rested her cheek against his chest.
They danced in silence, their bodies moving as one to the music flowing with the breeze.
After a few minutes, Ashley raised her head to look into his eyes, “Thank you for bringing me here with you.”
He smiled, his hands slightly rubbing her back, “I’m glad you came with me. I’ve enjoyed every moment.”
She gave him a big smile and then rose up to kiss him on the lips, he met her halfway. As their lips touched, she relaxed. She sighed as he kissed her intensely, pulling her even closer to him. His hands ran up to the bare skin at her shoulders and then back down her back. They continued to kiss even after the song stopped and another one began. Richie cupped her face with both of his hands as he pulled away, smiling down at her.
“Would you like to go for a walk on the beach?”
“I’d love to,” She answered with a soft whisper.
When he let go of her, she stepped back. “Let me go use the bathroom first.”
He nodded, giving her a smile as she turned to go inside the Villa. He watched her walk away from him until she got inside the door. He had a big smile on his face and didn’t even realize it. He walked back to the table and finished his Margarita. He poured another glass and went to the edge of the patio, looking out into the night at the tiny lights that surrounded the bay.
Everything was going just as perfect as he had planned. He was falling for her fast but was so caught up in the plan to be her first lover, that he didn’t realize it.
When Ashley returned, she walked up behind him and slid her arms around his waist.
"Hey handsome, what are you thinking about?” She said as she laid her head against his back.
He turned partially looking at her over his shoulder, “About the stunning woman I am with tonight.”
His statement made her stomach drop. He reached around and brought her to face him. She could see the sparkle in his eyes as he looked down at her.
“Are you ready to go?” He asked her.
She nodded her head and they started towards the steps that lead down to the beach. Richie’s arm dropped down and his hand captured hers in his, squeezing it gently as they made their way down the winding steps.
“Are you going to carry me back up these?” She laughed as they made it to the last step of what seemed like hundreds.
“Hey, you should carry me; you are the one that goes running.”
"I may be the one who goes running but you're the one who caught me," She said softly.
He took her in his arms. "As long as I'm the only one you let catch you," He said as his lips claimed hers in a sweet lingering kiss.
When they came up for air she laughed, "Don't worry my running partner isn't interested in catching me."
They both laughed at her joke, Richie shaking his head.
“Let me take my shoes off, I’ll never get anywhere with these on,” She said as she let go of him.
“Good idea,” Richie said.
After they had their shoes off, they sat them down on the bottom step and then joined hands once again as they started towards the water. The moonlight glistened across the water as they walked hand in hand, their feet being immersed by the oceans tide.
“So tell me, do you plan on staying on the road?” Richie asked her.
Ashley shrugged her shoulders, “I have no idea. I have been giving it a lot of thought though.”
“Would you stay if I told you I wanted you to?"
His question caught her off guard and her mind raced to figure out the answer.
He stopped and faced her, “Would you want to stay?”
“And continue to hide what we are doing?” She asked him.
He smiled half heartedly, “We would have to and you know that.”
She frowned and started to walk again, Richie walking beside her.
“I’m sorry, that’s the only way,” he said softly, putting his arm around her shoulders.
“No, we shouldn’t have to hide it.”
He stopped again and turned her to face him, “You know what would happen if Doc found out and not to mention Jon.”
“Then why are we doing this?” She asked, wanting to know the real answer.
He put his hands on her shoulders. “Because we want to be together. There’s nothing wrong with that.”
“And if we want to be together, then we shouldn’t care what anyone else will think.”
He shook his head, “It’s much more complicated then that.”
She looked away from him, and he took her face in his hand, making to her look up at him, “I want to be with you. That’s all I care about right now.”
“And I want to be with you,” She told him.
"Then why bring trouble to our relationship; can't we just leave it like this for now?" He pleaded with her.
She nodded her head and forced a smile, but it couldn’t cover up the fact that she didn’t like the way he wanted to hide their relationship, although she understood it.
Richie put his arms around her waist, “Let’s just enjoy being together,” He bent down to look into her eyes, as she was looking down away from him. “Okay?”
She smiled wider this time and nodded her head again as she looked at him. He pulled her closer to him to kiss her. She pressed herself into him as their lips met in a warm, wet kiss. They held each other in a tight embrace as they kissed, the water crashing at their feet. She moaned, as his hands moved up her back. He tilted her head back and planted little butterfly kisses over her eyelids, then down her cheeks once again stopping to claim her lips. He pulled away and looked deep into her eyes.
A while later, they made it back to the poolside table and had another drink together sneaking kisses every now and then. Countless of songs later, Richie held her against him as they danced. He caressed her arms as she had her arms around him. She looked up at him and smiled. The look in his eyes sent a shock wave through her.
His voice was just above a whisper when he asked her, “Will you let me show you the pleasure of loving you tonight?”
She shivered, becoming dizzy with anticipation as she looked back into his eyes. She was almost positive she knew she wanted to at this point.
"Would you be gentle?" She asked timidly.
He nodded his head. Caressing her back, a tender smile spread across his lips. “We’ll take our time.”
He could see the apprehension in her eyes as she blinked nervously. He caressed her face gently, “I know you have fears and questions. I don't want to push you into anything. We can stop anytime you want.”
“I want to love you the way a woman loves a man,” She said softly.
“Let me show you,” He told her running his hand down her back.
She pressed against him as their lips met and Richie took that as a yes, that’s all he was waiting for. They continued to kiss for a short time and then he picked her up off of her feet, cradling her in his arms he carried her inside.
Reaching the bedroom that she slept in, he turned the light on and walked to the bed releasing her so that she stood beside the bed. Staring up into his eyes, her hands slid up his chest, and her fingers started unbuttoning the few remaining buttons on his shirt. He placed one hand on her face, pulling her closer to kiss her, the other hand resting at her hip. The kiss deepened as she reached the last button. Her hands spread over his chest, pushing the shirt over his shoulders and down his back. The hand cupping her face moved to the back of her neck, his mouth kissing her cheek then moving down her neck, then to her right shoulder. He took the end of the strap in his teeth; tugging gently at the little bow that held her dress up there. As the bow came undone, the dress fell off her right shoulder. She moaned as he cupped her bare breast in his hand, kissing her throat, making his way to the other bow that was tied at her left shoulder.
The left side of her dress fell down and his other hand moved up caressing the other breast. She moaned, digging her nails into his skin at his sides as she tilted her head back allowing him to kiss her neck and shoulders. His hand moved down to her waist, gently pulling the dress down over her hips. As it fell into the floor, he cupped her backside. Pulling her against him, she felt his hardness on her thigh. She became nervous, as she was reminded how big it was.
Her hands were trembling as she moved down to his button and zipper. She managed to get them unbuttoned and unzipped and then she started pushing the pants off him. She closed her eyes as she pulled the band of his underwear down, feeling him against her thigh again, her anticipation grew as she became more scared of what was going to happen and how it was going to feel.
He took her in his arms easing her back onto the bed; they moved into the center as he moved over top of her. He bent his head down and kissed her softly on the lips, then on the corner of her mouth. His mouth moved along her neck, across her shoulders, down to capture her breasts. He tasted each one, licking the tips making them harden, sending jolts of pleasure shooting through her, all the while her hands skimmed over his body, exploring the muscles that flexed when he moved.
His lips moved down to her stomach and she trembled as his lips lightly touched her.
“You have a beautiful body,” He whispered against her skin.
She smiled, as her hands ran into his hair as he moved lower still, inching down her body as he placed soft kisses on her warm skin. She closed her eyes, and trembled not knowing what to anticipate from him.
She opened her eyes when he rose up, kneeling down at her feet. His eyes held hers as he slid his hands under her and pulled her panties down and off her feet. He moved her legs apart slightly with his hand as he moved up towards her. He kissed the inside of her right leg softly, his hand feeling the soft skin of her left leg. She wasn’t expecting his tongue to lick her between her legs and the shock made her tremble when she gasped. He laid down there and lightly ran his tongue across her, making her squirm underneath him as her legs spread even further apart. He looked up at her face and smiled to himself. Her eyes were closed and she was biting her bottom lip. He gently started sucking on her skin and she moaned, her hips arching towards him. He ran his hand up the inside of her leg. Feeling her tremble again, he continued further. He spread her open further as he continued to move his tongue on her. She felt so much of what he was giving her; she started moving away from him, sliding up the bed before she climaxed.
He looked up at her and smiled, “Where are you going?” He asked as he wrapped his arms around her legs and drug her back down to him.
Before she could answer he dipped his head again, nibbling and sucking. He held her there, until she climaxed, her nails digging into her shoulders as she cried out. He rested his head against the inside of her leg as it trembled, and he kissed her gently before moving up her body again.
He licked each hardened nipple and then her neck and shoulder. He looked down at her; her desire for him was deep in her eyes. Her hands trembled as they slide up his arms to his shoulder, through his hair. He lowered his head and kissed her. It was a deep drugging, sensual kiss. She tasted the sweet taste on his tongue and moaned when she realized she tasted herself. Her senses filled with him, the scent of him, and the taste on his tongue and lips. He carefully laid down on top of her; she felt his heart beating against her chest.
He took his time kissing her wanting to feel her become relaxed. He ran his hand across her shoulders, down her arm and back again, as he cupped her face gently, sucking on her bottom lip, then sliding his tongue into her mouth again. His hand cupped her backside, pulling her up to meet his groin. She felt him start to enter her as he bowed his head to her neck.
A sharp stinging pain had her sucking in a breath as he slid further inside of her. Braced on his elbows he stopped, not going any further.
“Relax,” He said softly in her ear.
She relaxed her body, and then his hand that still cupped her butt pulled her thigh up and he was fully inside her. She whimpered softly as she felt her delicate skin stretching and surrender to him.
“I’m sorry,” he whispered just before he kissed her. His hands came up through her hair and stopped on the top of her head. He moaned deep into her mouth and she felt him throb inside her.
He began to move slow, careful not to hurt her anymore then he already had. She tugged his hair gently, his first movements still painful. With each slow thrust, the pain started to fade and she started moving with him. Her body filled with ecstasy and she moaned softly against his lips. He continued to kiss her, moving slowly still. Deepening the penetration, she gasped.
“You feel so good,” He breathed heavily, his lips leaving her as he pulled her arm down away from him. Finding her hand, he clasped it firmly in his.
Ashley felt her heart flutter from the feelings that moved through her from his gentleness. Her eyes filled with tears as she had never felt such powerful feelings come over her before. Their rhythm was slow as he alternated between shallow and deep thrusts.
She moaned as a flourish of sensations rocked her, the force so strong she cried out his name. Bright lights flashed behind her eyes, her body shook, and then tightened. Richie moaned as she tightened around him, still he continued at a slow rhythm resulting to deep thrusts that sent her to her peak. Feeling her release around him he moaned her name. He continued to move as long as her orgasm rocked her, and then started a slow descent, moving slower and slower. He stopped completely as he felt her relax underneath him. She opened her eyes to find him smiling down at her. He gently wiped the tears from her eyes, and then kissed her passionately. She breathed all she had into him, trembling from her beautiful experience of giving herself completely to him. She knew she loved him.
"I love you," she sighed against his chest.
He felt something deep within. He knew there was something about the girl turned woman he held in his arms, but was it love? He wasn’t sure. He withdrew himself and raised up on his knees and reached for the drawer in the nightstand.
She closed her eyes, fighting the emotions that overcome her. She had to bite her lip to keep from crying again. She was mad at herself for just blurting it out knowing she had made a mistake.
She heard the drawer on the nightstand open and she opened her eyes. He held the small package in his other hand, stopping he opened it and put it halfway on.
“Roll it down for me,” He asked her as he held it in place.
She looked down to see what he was asking her and looked back up at him and blushed, “Roll it down?”
He nodded his head and she did as he asked. When she was done, she ran her hand up his chest and sighed softly as her hand rounded his shoulder and moved down his arm. He caught her hand in his and clasped it tightly in his. He gently lowered himself down to her, kissing her as he slid inside her again. She tensed up but the slight burning sensation soon left as he started moving inside her. He moved slowly again, letting her move with him. The slow deep thrusts quickly had her in a spin of continuous orgasms. Her passion made him shudder and soon his release came up on him so fast he wasn’t prepared.
As he rested on top of her, his breathing was ragged, his heart beating wildly. Ashley stroked his back, kissing his shoulder and neck.
“I need a cigarette,” He mumbled against the pillow.
Ashley giggled, hugging him tightly before he moved off of her.
“I’ll be right back,” He said going into the bathroom.
When he returned into the bedroom Ashley was wrapped up in the sheets lying on her side, smiling as he came out of the bathroom.
“Something to drink?” He asked as he started out of the bedroom.
She shook her head as she looked at his entire body, smiling as he walked out of the room naked and she looked at his bare butt again.
She smiled again to herself this time as she let it process in her mind what had happened. She thought she would feel different somehow, aside from the soreness she felt; she thought there would be something else.
He reappeared with a beer in his hand, carrying an ashtray in the other, a pack of cigarettes and lighter lying inside it.
She moved over for him as he pulled the covers back and laid down near the nightstand. He propped his back against the headboard and lit two cigarettes handing her one. She took a long drawl of it and let it out slowly.
He took a drink from his bottle of beer, and then finished the bottle as he smoked his cigarette. He sat the empty bottle down on the nightstand beside the ashtray, and then scooted down next to her, taking her in his arms, pulling her close.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” He asked her, settling his check down on top of her head.
“The beach maybe? I don’t know.” She answered, running his fingers down his forearm.
“Whatever you want to do just let me know,” He said.
She smiled, “Okay.”
She closed her eyes, snuggling nest to him and soon was sound asleep. Richie held her close, listening to her breathing, feeling her heartbeat. He stroked her back gently content to just be holding her in his arms. A feeling of serenity came over him as his breathing became one with hers, soon he was asleep.
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