CHAPTER SIX

REBECCA

 

Green Lake

One Month Later

 

Work today had been hectic as usual and I just couldn’t wait to be done with work for the day and go back home. I took a deep sigh as I looked around the office and saw Janie and Courtney hunched over Courtney’s work desk, trying to sort out the details of one of the organization’s projects. My phone rang and displayed Chris’ name. I burst into a smile and, immediately, I picked the call.

    “Good evening, sweetie,” he said.

“Good evening, dear,” I responded with a deep blush. His voice was a soothing balm to my frayed nerves, and I could listen to it all day.

“How has been your day?” he asked.

“It’s been so stressful. I have had to make several official calls and read up several articles just to file a report. I am still on it as we speak and I’m practically going out of my mind already,” I replied.

“That sounds like a full day. My day has been good and just a bit stressful. I had to look over the details of some of our contracts in the east part of the city,” said Chris.

    “That’s good. I can’t wait to get home and just have a scented warm water bath,” I said as I stretched out my hand.

“Please do, ma cheri. You need it,” he replied.

“So, what will you be up to after work?” I asked as I coiled my hair playfully with my fingers.

“Nothing much. I’ll just get home, order pizza, and watch TV,” he replied.

“Okay then. Let me get back to work. We’ll talk later,” I said as I ended the call.

I had barely dropped my phone when Janie walked over to my side. I knew she was going to talk about the call I had just had, but I made up my mind not to reveal anything about my relationship with Chris until I was certain of what was going on. I still had my doubts, considering the fact that he was crazy rich and I was just not. I thought I loved him, but I was not sure of how he felt, so I was still kinda in a loop.

    “Hi, hi ... So, are you going to tell us what is going on or what?” asked Janie with a thoughtful look on her face.

    “Going on with what?” I responded, trying to look as clueless as possible as I continued looking at the article on my computer screen.

    “Don’t pretend to us, Becca,” Janie said, more emphatically this time.

“I don’t have a clue what you are talking about,” I said as I stared back at her.         Courtney had paused her work and was staring at the both of us.

    “Even as much as I know that Janie can like to meddle most times, I think she is correct this time around. Becca, you look like someone in love,” Courtney started. “The signs are there. Since after the charity event, you now laugh more, you regularly speak with someone on the phone, and you blush a lot during most of these calls. Who is he? Just tell us already, instead of leaving us in suspense,” Courtney said from where she was seated.

    “There is nobody. I guess I just realized the importance of living joyfully since after the charity event and that is why there has been a change in my mood in recent times. And for the calls, it’s just my friends, nobody special,” I said with a smile, trying to downplay the entire thing.

    “Call it whatever you like, but we definitely are no babies,” Janie said as she walked back to Courtney’s desk to continue her task.

    “I’m just being truthful here!” I exclaimed as I threw my hands up in the air. I felt a bit guilty for lying, but since I know it was for the best, I shook off the feeling. And technically, I wasn’t lying because I wasn’t sure if Chris and I were in a relationship. True enough, we’d had sex, and we talked every day, but I didn’t think that alone qualified as a relationship. He had not actually asked me out yet, and right from the first day, things had just been flowing as it.

    “I hope you understand that the only reason we are asking is because we are happy for you. If you aren’t in a relationship, then no problem. Just remember that we are asking with the very best of intentions,” Courtney said with a smile.

    “Thank you, guys. Don’t worry. When I finally enter into a relationship, you will be the first to know,” I said as cheerfully as possible.

    I had no doubt that Courtney had good intentions for asking and probably wanted to take me out to celebrate and talk about it, but I wasn’t so sure of Janie’s intentions. As far as I was concerned, all she wanted was to get a new scoop of scandal that she could peddle around, and I definitely wasn’t going to give her any of that.

I worked for a couple more hours before signing off for the day, leaving Courtney and Janie still hard at work.

 

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I drove down to the house and parked my vehicle in the garage. I brought down my handbag and a couple of things I had gotten at the grocery store on my way to the house. I entered my apartment, locking the door behind me. I heard soft music playing from my stereo and I was surprised as to how that had happened. I hadn’t used the stereo in the morning, so it was quite impossible that I had left it accidentally on.

    “You should see the look on your face.”

I spun round to see Chris standing at the entrance of the dining room. I almost dropped the grocery bags I was holding.

“Geez! How long ...? What are ...? Why didn’t you say anything?” I stuttered as I dropped the grocery bag in the couch and walked towards him.

    “Well, dearie, I can see you have a lot of questions,” he said as he drew me closer and latched his lips onto mine, kissing me deeply.

“Of course, I do. I’m more than surprised. I wasn’t expecting you anytime soon,” I said in between the kiss.

    “I was missing you so much, and I just had to see you. And besides, the drive down here is just about an hour and thirty minutes,” replied Chris.

    “But it’s still a stressful journey. How did you even enter into the house anyway?” I asked as I ran my hands through his hair and he gave a soft moan.

    “Eyes for detail, baby, eyes for detail. I noticed the last time that you left a spare set under the flower pot,” he replied, planting kisses down my throat.

“Why didn’t I see your car parked in front of the house?” I asked, still surprised by his unannounced visit.

“I parked it by the side where you couldn’t easily see it. It’s obvious you are still trying to wrap your head around the surprise. It is understandable,” Chris said as he kissed me softly on the lips.

“I guess so,” I replied.

“Well, enough talking; let’s get you down to the scented warm bath you’ve been craving so much,” Chris said as he lifted me off the ground and carried me into the bedroom.

The light bulb in the room was off but the room was lit by multiple scented candles which made the room look like a scene out of a romance movie. It was so beautiful. Chris carefully undressed me and led me into the bathroom where he already had a bath going. The bath smelled of jasmine and strawberry and there were roses all over the face of the water. I entered the bathtub and laid down in it. It was so soothing. I felt relaxed as I inhaled all the wonderful scents that Chris had put in the bath.

    “How wouldn’t I love a man like this? He is so considerate and makes me feel good all the time,” I thought to myself and stared at him where he was seated.

He pulled off his clothes and joined me in the bath after a few minutes. He smiled as he asked for permission to join me in the bath. I nodded softly and swallowed hard at the sight of him. His skin looked so soft and smooth, and I just couldn’t wait to touch him. He picked a soft sponge by the edge of the bathtub, dipped it in the warm water, and started rubbing it on my bare tummy in circles.

    “Hmmm, I like the feel of that.” I took a deep breath. With Chris, you could expect anything; like a chameleon, he was unpredictable. He could turn a simple bath into the most pleasurable thing. I said nothing else, I simply stared at him, my heart fluttering in the process.

This was the kind of man every girl wished for; a Prince Charming who had a good sense of humor, could kiss the daylights out of you, and take away all your depression. A man that could make love so good.

“Sorry you were stressed today, angel. I hope this bath calms your nerves.” He moved the sponge from my belly to my legs.

“Yes, thanks. This bath was all that I needed.” I was beginning to feel relieved as he scrubbed my skin gently.

A smile curved on my lips as I remembered our first time together; I had been so shy, now all that was over. I wanted him as much as he wanted me, and there was no shame in desiring one another.

“Give me the sponge.” I said it so nicely, but it sounded like a command. He had always been the one to take the lead in our pleasure sessions. What if I led the occasion tonight?

“Why?” He raised a brow.

“Just obey.” I pulled it from his hands and stood up. Roses floated close to my legs and light bubbles danced in the water as I dipped the sponge into the water and placed it on my breasts.

I caressed my nipples with the sponge. Chris swallowed hard. His eyes danced with wanting. That excited me; I wanted him to desire me strongly.

I scrubbed my tits for some minutes, and then I moved upwards to my neck. I gently rubbed the sponge over my tender skin; I repeated this action on my arms till I reached my thighs.

“You’re dynamite. Are you trying to kill me?” His body was hard; the rose petals couldn’t hide his erection. My lower abdomen throbbed as I imagined his hard shaft dancing inside of me. I decided to add a little spice to my little “show off.”

I backed into him; he groaned as I offered him my hips.

“Please scrub my back. My hands cannot reach it.” I threw the sponge into the water.

“Oh honey, I am going to scrub more than your back.”

He ran his fingers over my smooth back, and then sponged it for some minutes;

“I miss you so much, Becca.”

“I miss you too.” I moaned as he bit my ears softly. I thought that was the end of it; I was wrong. I was still learning when it came to the world of lovemaking.

 

He released his tongue and flicked it over my ear. “Do you like that?”

My tongue had been clipped down by some force; the sweetness of his tongue dancing in my ear threw all the words out.

He plunged his wet tongue deeper into my ear canal and began to lick it; he had stopped scrubbing my back now, the sponge replaced by his hands. He rubbed my back gently, from my shoulder blades to the swell of my buttocks, and then he grabbed them firmly.

“Chris,” I groaned as he kneaded my back.

“I told you I would give you more than a sponging.” Swiftly, he turned me around and I faced him.

“What do you want me to do? Tell me, Becca.” His voice was husky with emotion.

“Please touch me,” I begged.

Without further delay, he grabbed my breasts roughly and began to suck them; he wasn’t gentle this time. His mouth was hungry, his mouth was needy, and his speed intensified my pleasure.

I decided to take an active part in this session. I took a deep breath and rubbed my hands on his firm hips; then I grabbed his long and hard shaft. The moment my fingers touched him, he paused.

“Baby …” he groaned.

I rubbed the organ gently. I rubbed the head in a circular motion and he bit me lightly on my neck. I could tell he enjoyed this by the way he moved.

“I want to do something I have never done,” I stuttered.

“What?” He widened his eyes.

“I want to lick you like a lollipop.” I knelt down and grabbed his cock.

“Becca, are you sure you want to do this?” He seemed surprised.

“Why not?” I asked. “Don’t be scared. I have seen this before. I promise I wouldn’t bite” I chuckled.

“That would be a love bite, wouldn’t it?” He rolled his eyes. We always talked while making love. Chris had taught me the importance of communication while being with someone.

I lifted his rod into my mouth and sucked it like a piece of candy; the taste of him was rare and sweet. I enjoyed pleasuring him; his primal grunts motivated me to do more and I increased the movement.

“Honey …” he stopped me and joined me in the kneeling position.

“What is it? Don’t you enjoy it?” I asked.

“I do, love, but I have to save the last for you. This bath was meant for you tonight. I was meant to pleasure you and not the other way round.” He began to part my legs.

“What is wrong with pleasuring you?” I asked and spread my legs apart.

“Nothing, but your satisfaction is what I crave the most.” He grabbed his shaft and rubbed the tip on my knob and the lips of my Venus.

I released a soft cry and arched up to him. Why was he so good? He just knew the right buttons to touch.

He kissed me softly once more before gliding his shaft into me; I felt like exploding from pleasure as he made love to me. Our eyes were glued to each other as he rode me. My heart fluttered as I stared into his eyes. What was happening to me? I thought I had fallen for Chris.

“Baby,” he groaned as we both neared the clouds. My cries followed his as we both came.

“Did you like that?” he grinned boyishly.

I didn’t speak a word; I simply stared into his penetrating eyes, then I answered with a kiss.

    Chris got out of the tub and lifted me out, after which he scrubbed me dry with a towel before laying me on the bed in my room. He laid beside me on the bed and pulled me close to him.

“Becca, do you love me?” Chris asked.

I was surprised at the question because I hadn’t expected him to ask such. I just wanted to go with the flow as it came. I loved him, and I had thought of telling him several times before now, but I didn’t want to be seen as rushing anything so I had decided against it. But now that he was asking, I just had to say the truth and tell him how I felt.

    “Why do you ask?” I asked, afraid to say the truth.

“I ask because I love you and want to be sure if you feel the same way,” he said as he lifted his head to stare at me straight in the eyes.

“Where is this coming from? Do you really mean it, or are you just joking?” I asked, searching his eyes to see if he was telling the truth.

“I mean it as much as I mean every word I have ever told you. I realized that I have fallen in love with you in these past weeks and I can’t hold it to myself any longer,” he said.

I pulled him close to me and told him how much I loved him and that I had been keeping my feelings to myself all this while because I had not been not sure of how he would react. He kissed me on the forehead and hugged me tightly.

“Will you be my girlfriend?” he asked.

“Yes, I’ll be your girlfriend,” I replied with tears gathering in my eyes.

I laid my head on his chest as various thoughts continued to form in my head. I was glad my love for him was not one-sided and that I was finally getting what I wanted. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep.