Chapter Eleven
Sarah awoke the next morning feeling more relaxed and content than she had ever thought possible. She stretched like a cat lifting her arms high and extending her legs outward only to come into contact with a familiar but very large, very solid, body. When she tried to snuggle closer to the man lying so close the events of the previous night came flooding back and she blushed furiously. Cautiously, she lifted her chin to study Tony's still sleeping form and her heart melted at the sight. Lying on his side with the sheet riding low on his hip, Sarah saw that, like her, he was completely naked. With all his big hard muscles on display, he looked like a magnificent work of art. The night before she'd had little time to appreciate the rippling muscles of his tight abs or his wide, thick shoulders and long arms. But now with him so relaxed she was able to look all she wanted. As her gaze moved lower her vision came to rest on the jagged scar just over his left hip. It was thick and discolored and seemed to curve back towards his spine. She wondered just how long it had taken him to heal from that injury. He took that moment to roll onto his back and the tent-like way the sheet rested just below his waist caught her attention. Blushing at the memory of what lay beneath that sheet she forced her attention elsewhere. She leaned in and pressed a light kiss to his lips. When she tried to climb off the bed though, a hand pulled her back down. She would have almost believed that Tony was still sleeping if it weren't for the smile he couldn’t quite seem to hide. She tried again sliding her arm from his grasp and easing away only to get tugged back down, again. The minute her head landed back on the pillow he loomed over her. With a lock of his dark hair falling over one eye along with the thick stubble on his jaw he looked like a very sexy pirate.
"What do you think you’re doing?" She managed to ask.
"Making sure you don't try to run away from me."
"I wasn't trying to run away, for your information."
"Oh yeah? Then why were you trying to sneak out of bed? Maybe I wasn't finished with you yet."
She blushed yet again at the reference to the previous night’s activities. "I wasn't sneaking away. I was only going to take a bath. I was trying to be quiet because I thought you were still asleep and I didn't want to disturb you."
She sat up then, careful to hold the sheet over her bare breasts and nervously tucked her hair behind her ears. After all they’d shared she was suddenly feeling shy in the bright light of day and couldn’t manage to look at him. Tony sat up then as well and lifted a hand to stroke her hair.
“Relax Sarah. It’s just me. You have nothing to be embarrassed about.”
Sarah leaned in to rest her head on his shoulder. He was always doing or saying something to make her feel at ease. Didn’t he know that the very sight of him made her pulse pound uncontrollably?
“You make it sound so easy but I’m still new at this whole sex thing.” She gestured vaguely with her hand encompassing everything they’d done. “I don’t know what to expect the morning after. It feels almost like we’re starting from square one again and I suddenly don’t know how to act around you.”
He lifted her chin to look into her eyes. She felt pathetic for not being more worldly and casual about what they’d shared. Despite the fact that last night had been the most memorable moment of her life, thinking about everything they’d done shocked the daylights out of her.
“Last night wasn’t just about sex Sarah. We didn’t fu- uh screw. We made love. Everything I did was an expression of what I feel inside for you, what I've felt for a long time. Are you telling me that you regret what happened or maybe even that you’ve changed your mind about us?”
“Of course not, I'm just having a hard time looking you in the eye after everything we shared last night. I mean, it’s the first time I’ve ever let a man see me naked and I told you I loved you. I think I’m allowed a freak out after all that don’t you?”
He kissed her then long and deep pressing her down against the pillows. As Sarah lost herself in the feel of his tongue mating hungrily with hers she felt the sheet slip from over her breasts and Tony’s big hand stroking her bare skin. She needed this connection this affirmation more than she thought possible. When he bent his head to take a nipple in his mouth she slid down on to the mattress, her hands tangled in his thick coffee colored hair. The feeling was so exquisite her toes curled. Her legs parted in silent encouragement and he shifted between them. He lifted his head long enough to smile down at her. “I don’t want you to ever feel shy around me. I happen to love all of you, your heart and your body. I especially love your ass.”
To demonstrate, he moved his hand beneath her to give her rear a squeeze pulling her flush against his stiff erection. She gasped at the hot wet contact and rubbed against him. He growled low in his throat as he tugged on her nipple with is teeth and in seconds he was sinking inside her.
"I know you want to soak in the tub and I promise we’ll get to that but I need you first. Is that alright?"
She nodded unable to speak. All she could even think about at that moment was how good it felt to have Tony inside her and how much she loved him. His long powerful arms cradled her close as he moved pushing into her tender flesh, his eyes never left hers. His growls and groans echoed over the walls and the bed shook with the force of his desire as his passion mounted. The sound of damp flesh slapping as their bodies came together in a building crescendo filling the air with an erotic symphony meant for their ears only.
“Oh Tony yes.” Sarah cried as he pushed her higher and higher towards release. Her legs wrapped around his lean waist and she held on tight as he pumped his hips hard and fast. She clasped his shoulders and rode out the storm with him, lifting her hips to receive what he offered and demanding more. As she approached her climax her moans turned to sobs, it felt that good. Her nails scored Tony’s arms and back but still he drove on, making her crazy in the best way possible. Finally, finally he ground his hips against hers rubbing her tender little nub with the base of his shaft making her moan Tony’s name over and over again in her ecstasy. He groaned as his pumping grew wilder until finally he tossed his head back and roared as his orgasm tore through him. Lowering himself on somewhat shaky arms he dropped his head to breathe, sucking in deep gasps of air until he could finally speak. He placed feather light kisses on her temple, each eye lid, her nose and eventually her mouth.
“You’re mine Sarah. I’m never letting you go. No matter what anyone might have to say about us, we belong together. Do you understand me? I don’t want you to ever doubt that again.”
The fierce demanding way he said that should have sent Sarah running but she wasn’t afraid. She did love this man, deeply, profoundly. She knew by now that although he may look and sound gruff at times, inside Tony was kindest most caring man she’d ever known and for that alone he’d won her heart.
She stroked his beard roughened face and slid her hands through his dark curls. “No one has ever made me feel this cared for before, this cherished. I can’t believe I’m here with you like this.”
“Believe it Sarah. God knows I’m not perfect but I’m hoping you’ll at least see me as perfect for you.”
“You are. You so are.”
He held her for a bit longer before finally slipping from the bed and padding towards the bathroom. From Sarah's position she couldn't help admiring the hard honed muscles in his back and rear. It astounded her that he could be so casual about his nakedness. A moment after he disappeared through the door she heard the sound of water running. He padded back into the room to scoop her up off the bed. She squealed and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"What are you doing?"
"Were going to take that bath I promised you."
"We? What do you mean, we? I said I needed a bath."
He gave her a lecherous grin. "Well since I need one too I thought we’d conserve water."
She gave him a mock glare as he set her on the side of the tub and bent over to check the water temperature. The walls were painted an ice blue w
ith white marble around the sink and bath area. A free standing shower stall was tucked in the rear of the room consisting of glass brick and a sliding glass door with what looked like three different showerheads mounted on the wall. The oversized tub hugged the wall to the right and had a window off to the side. It was set up a little higher than the floor and you would have to take two stairs to get into it. Sarah loved it and couldn’t wait to take a swim. A thick cap of bubbles covered the water’s surface making the scene in the large garden tub even more inviting.
"You're pretty sneaky Mason. I'll give you that but I'm not so sure I want to share my bath."
He knelt before her on the cold tiled floor and took her hand. Giving her his patented puppy dog pout she had a hard time keeping her stern expression. "Please Baby can I share your bath?"
"What do I get if I do?"
"Well, for starters I'll wash your back."
She snorted. "And?"
"And," he lifted her hand to his lips. "I'll wash your feet."
"And?"
He leaned in to kiss her lips. "And, I could give you a surprise."
"What kind of surprise?"
"Let me share your bath and you can decide what that will be."
She rolled her eyes heavenward and sighed loudly. "Fine if you insist."
Laughing, he turned off the faucet and slid into the water first, pressing his back against the porcelain. She watched Tony make himself comfortable then held out his hand to her. She moved to sit between his spread legs and settled against him her back to his front. Instantly, Tony wrapped her in his arms as the warm water began to soothe all her minor aches and pains and loosen her muscles.
"So is this the surprise that you spoke of?" She asked as he brushed her hair aside to kiss a bare shoulder.
"Nope, just getting comfortable, you have to tell me what you want."
She picked up one of his hands and pressed it between her two soapy ones as she rested her head on Tony’s shoulder. “I think I know what I want.”
“And what would that be?” He teased.
“I want to know about your time as a porn star.”
She held her breath unsure of how he would react to her request. It had been a painful subject so there was every chance he would ask her to pick something else but Tony surprised her.
“What exactly do you want to know?”
“Well for starters, how did you even get involved in the business?”
“It’s a little cliché, but a girl and I recorded the two of us having sex one night and just for kicks posted it online on one of those free porn sites. We got so many hits in the first couple of weeks -something like more than two million that we received an email from a production company asking if we were interested in getting paid for making our next movie. I wasn’t doing anything anyway so I agreed but the girl was going to law school and worried it would get out so they hooked me up with some other girl they chose. People liked the new video just as much and I was offered a contract. Apparently, I was building quite a following among women and uh-gay men for, um –uh, obvious reasons.”
He didn’t have to go into detail for Sarah to understand. “You mean because you are so well endowed?”
“I was going to say my big dick but it sounds better when you say it. So that’s how I got my so -called big break.”
“How long did your career last before you walked away?”
“About four years.”
“And what made you finally decide to call it quits?” She thought for sure this time Tony would call an end to the conversation but even though she could feel him stiffen up he still answered her.
“I can’t pin point exactly when it was. I didn’t exactly have an Oprah moment or anything like that. I just gradually started to like myself less. I had a harder time looking myself in the mirror each day. When I realized that going down on some girl was now something I considered work I knew I had to get out. Even when I came to that conclusion it still took me a bit to make the decision to get out and by then I couldn’t stand the way I felt. After that, I took a break from women and just did my best to get my head on straight.”
“And that’s when you decided to buy your father out?”
“Yeah, I figured it was a better use of my time.”
“Was there anything you liked about the job? What about the women? I know men dream about that kind of set up.”
“It’s not exactly glamorous and to be honest it’s a lot of work. It’s hard to keep yourself motivated when you aren’t into your partner. On top of that, there were all these people standing around watching. It could be creepy as hell at times if I allowed myself to think about it too much. And the weird angles you had to put your partners in to make sure they got the money shots was just unnatural. At least it felt that way to me.”
“But you must have had some really gorgeous women right?”
She turned to look at him but he just shook his head. “None of them could compare to you, in my eyes.”
“You don’t have to spare my feelings Tony.”
“I’m not. If you want to know the truth you are exactly the kind of woman they look for to make those movies. You’re stacked but small enough, not to mention flexible enough, to pick up and put into all kinds of positions.”
“Seems to me you’ve given this some thought,” she teased.
“About you and what I’d like to do with you in bed? Hell yeah, in fact, I can’t wait to show you just what I’ve been fantasizing about.”
The thought of all the different ways Tony wanted to make love to her had her blood heating all over again. “When can we start this little show and tell?”
He picked up on her eagerness and smiled a devilish smile. “Just as soon as I get you cleaned up.”
He reached for a wash cloth and a bar of soap and began slowly lathering her body. With careful attention to detail, he washed her from head to toe. It didn’t take long for Tony to thoroughly clean the both of them. After helping her out of the tub he carefully dried every inch of her while only taking a couple of swipes at his own body with one of the towels before he was carrying her back to bed to have his wicked way with her starting with a tongue bath that had her squirming and screaming his name in a matter of minutes.
Tony lay sweaty and sated with Sarah tucked into his side. She was asleep again giving him ample opportunity to study his love in the late afternoon light. After hours of making love and taking a break at some point to make something to eat they'd finally calmed down enough to take a breather. With a fingertip he lightly traced the curve of her cheek and the slope of her nose. He was fascinated with everything about this woman and never wanted to be apart from her. When he pictured his future now he could easily see her fitting right in with him at his side. He would do his best to make her happy and hope that she would want the same things for him.
He’d spent years jumping from one woman to another. It never crossed his mind to consider settling down and getting married. Until now, Sarah was the kind of woman that made a man think of things like forever. The question was would Sarah ever come to see him that way too? Would she consider him good husband material? Was she even ready to settle down? She was six years younger than him and didn't have much experience with men. So would she be willing to tie herself to one man for the rest of her life right now, especially a man with his past? He wanted so much to believe she was. She was everything he could imagine wanting in a life partner and then some but was that enough? Could he be enough for her?
Chapter Twelve
Tony was in one of his moods. He'd tossed and turned all night and the day wasn't much better. At Sarah's urging, he'd taken the day off but since he couldn't seem to go to sleep without her, it hadn't been the most relaxing time for him. He was miserable and counting the hours until he had his baby back. In irritation he slammed through the house trying his best to clean up and make things as orderly as Sarah normally kept them. Although they'd never discussed it, she'd pretty much taken over the house
and had kept it meticulously clean and orderly. Tony had gotten so used to it that he felt as if he were letting her down whenever he left his dirty clothes on the floor or dishes in the sink. He checked his watch yet again. Two more hours to go before Sarah was back where she belonged. Even though he knew it was childish, he hoped she had been as miserable as he was at their separation. It was scary just how vital she was becoming to his existence. Over the months since they'd started seeing each other she'd become such an integral part of his life. Now every moment away from her put him in an increasingly bad mood. He swore viciously when the vacuum cord caught on the coffee table leg and threatened to topple it when he tugged too hard. The doorbell rang just as he dislodged the cord.
Tony opened the door and felt his blood pressure rise just a bit higher at the sight of his parents standing on the doorstep. “Mom, Dad, what are you doing here?”
Celeste Mason took a step forward and tilted her head up so that her only son could kiss her cheek. “Is that how you greet the people that raised you?”
Guilt instantly assailed him for treating these people to his attitude knowing they deserved more respect than that. It wasn't that he didn't love his parents it's just that they weren't Sarah and right now hers was the only face he wanted to see. Forcing himself to remember his manners, he dutifully bent to peck the older woman's cheek and reached out to give his father a hug. “Sorry about that, Mom. It’s just that I wasn’t expecting you. If I had known you would be flying in I would have met you at the airport.”
The couple bustled past him and Tony reached for one of the bags Peter Mason was carrying. “Not to worry son, we didn’t want to put you out any. We know how much work running the shops can be and didn’t want to get in the way of that. How’s it going by the way? Any more trouble with the mall store?”
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