Hayden reached out and moved a wayward coil away from my left eyelid. “Sing for me, babe.”
“Um, I just started writing this the day I got here. It’s still a work in progress, so…” I grazed the piano keys with my fingertips in a soulful strike and eased into the intro. It was eight simple measures of a slow, four-count cadence, in the key of A flat. I closed my eyes, parted my lips, and sang from my heart.
♫ Mr. Love, oh, how I long for you. ♫
Is what they say about you true?
Or are you just a dream, imaginary, or a wishful fantasy?
I hope you’re real because the way I feel;
I need you to come to me and set my soul free.
I pray to heaven above for you, Mr. Love.
May God hear my plea and gift wrap you just for me.
I’ve been waiting for you so long;
That’s why I’m singing you this song.
If you’re out there somewhere,
Just shine a light on my soul so I’ll know you care.
I’m standing right here, arms open wide.
Can’t escape this pain although I’ve tried.
I’m done with disloyalty and foolish pride.
Looking for a lifelong lover who ain’t afraid to ride.
I want devotion, good loving, and understanding.
I’m simple, on chill, and not too demanding.
If you give your heart to me, I’ll cherish it faithfully.
I’ll hold you down throughout eternity.
Let’s build a love that’s strong and true;
Commit your life to me and I’ll pledge mine to you.
Like the moon and stars above,
We belong together, Mr. Love.
I want you and need you, Mr. Love.
♫Where are you, my Mr. Love? ♫
I rested my fingers on the piano keys and closed my eyes. It was a wonder I didn’t faint because the beat of my heart was very erratic, and my pulse continued to pound like crazy in my ears. I felt vulnerable as I sat holding my breath and waiting for Hayden to say something about the song he’d asked to hear. Did he like it or did he think it was a total flop?
He finally responded to my performance with a slow, agonizing kiss that gave me heart palpitations. The taste of his lips and tongue was so deliciously tart. I moaned into his mouth when he snaked one arm around my waist, pulling me to his chest, and ran his fingers on his other hand through my hair. An instrumental version of “Mr. Love” began to play magically in the background as the kiss grew hungrier, deeper, and more urgent. The piano was accompanied by a section of harps, and a flute played the melody. Although it was just my imagination, it sounded lovely, almost divine.
Hayden ended the kiss to allow me a moment to breathe. My eyes met his, and I felt my soul dance. I was spellbound. No man had ever made me feel this way. My desire for him to make love to me had no end. I was totally submissive. I was his . He could do with me whatever the hell he wanted.
No words were necessary at this point. So, when he stood and reached down and lifted me into his arms, the unspoken message was loud and clear. He carried me back to the den and lowered me to the area rug in front of the fireplace. I lay flat on my back, staring up at him as he kneeled above me. Like before, he balanced on his right knee while his left leg remained straight on the side of his body. I swallowed a moan when he peeled the wife beater from his chest. Then he stood and kicked out of his boots and removed his jeans. I kind of sobered from my pre-sex high when I noticed the long, thick imprint of his penis trying to bust a hole through the crotch of his boxer briefs. The length and width of that beast were impressive, but a girl silently questioned if she could handle all that.
Hayden was a giant of a man in size, and his hands were enormous. But he handled my body delicately as he stripped me of my red, silk caftan and flung it onto the recliner. His eyes sparkled with appreciation at my partially naked body. The fireplace was keeping me warm from the chill of the weather in the cabin, but the heat from Hayden’s eyes set me on fire. He raked all ten fingers through my hair as he planted blood-simmering kisses all over my face, neck, and shoulders. My back arched involuntarily, lifting my body two inches off the rug when he lowered his head and took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and sucked it with the perfect amount of pressure. He fondled my other breast thoroughly, circling the rigid nipple with the pad of his thumb. Then he released my nipple from his mouth, pressed both breasts together with his wide palms, and swallowed both nipples at once. He sucked the twin tips with powerful suction and teased them with his tongue over and over again mercilessly.
From my breasts, up to my neck, and even higher to my lips again, his greedy mouth feasted on my flesh all while whispering the same word in German repeatedly. With each kiss and caress of my breasts, warm sensations enveloped my body, causing me to purr and tremble. Hayden’s foreplay was something serious, and I never wanted it to end. But my body couldn’t take it much longer.
“Köstlich…mmm …köstlich…köstlich…”
In snake-like motion, Hayden slid down the length of my body and buried his face in the juicy goodness between my thighs. He inhaled deeply and held his breath for several seconds before exhaling. His warm breath, blowing against my coochie sent shockwaves sizzling through my body. I was in heat, desperately in need of Hayden’s loving. He must’ve sensed my lust because he quickly eased my thong over my hips and thighs and down my legs before yanking it from my ankles. Then he reached up and circled my wet, stiff clit with one long finger.
“Damn, you’re so fucking wet, babe,” he mumbled softly, his voice gravelly and strained.
He continued strumming my drenched bud before he eased two fingers into the slick depth of me.
“Oooh, Hayden, baby!” I sang in a special key especially for him when his lips covered my clit and drew it into his warm mouth. “Aaahhh…Hayden!”
“Köstlich…mmm …köstlich…köstlich…mmm… ” he mumbled between licks to my clit.
The movement of his fingers in and out of my pussy as he licked and sucked my clit like a chocolate drop was pushing me closer and closer to the edge. Bursts of bright lights flashed before my eyes, and I heard my song again, but it was a more dramatic version this time. My body was floating, suspended high in the air. My hips bucked involuntarily, grinding recklessly, fucking Hayden’s face wildly. His tongue strokes against my sensitive bud were long and measured, pleasing me above the max. I grabbed the back of his freshly-shaven head, trying to hold on as my body, mind, and soul soared higher to the sweet abyss. I began to unravel, losing control. My toes curled, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. A million butterflies fluttered in my belly, and I welcomed the mystical vibrations that kissed my flesh from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet.
I reached a satisfying peak and lingered there. It was dream-like and exhilarating. I didn’t want to leave this secret place ever . But even as my body began to fall slowly and gracefully from the mountaintop, I trembled and purred in the awesome aftermath. I was satiated for the moment and drowsy, but I wanted more of Hayden.
Chapter Eleven
Hayden
The feel of Natalie’s smooth skin to my touch, her intoxicating feminine scent, the sound of her seductive voice, and her unique, savory taste were deeply embedded in my soul. Her essence was now as much a part of me as my wildly-beating heart. But it wasn’t enough. I needed to claim her completely in order to make her mine . So, I reached for my jeans a few feet away on the hardwood floor to remove one of the condoms from the back pocket. I watched her watching me through half-closed eyes. I stood and removed my boxers and ripped into the condom with my teeth. I wanted Natalie so bad that my hands were shaking terribly as I sheathed my stiff cock. It was painfully engorged and dripping pre-cum.
I lowered my body to the floor and into her outstretched arms. I inserted two fingers into the tight opening of her pussy and stroked her. She was saturated and more than ready to receive me. I slith
ered my tongue around one taut nipple and then the other as I manipulated her clit, causing more of her flavorful honey to flow.
“Mmm , Hayden…Now, baby. Give it to me right now.”
I braced my weight on my fists and forearms, hovering over her. “Du gehörst zu mir,” I declared, looking into her eyes as I entered her slowly and with care. But in my heart, I repeated in English that she belonged to me. She was mine .
Her tight walls gave my cock a welcome hug that drew a loud hiss from my lips. I pulled all the way out of her wetness and re-entered with a long, deep stroke before I found my pace. Natalie caught my rhythm and joined me in the ancient intimate dance that lovers had been doing since Adam and Eve. Her hips met mine with a smooth thrust on each of my down strokes.
I loved the way she felt underneath me. Being inside of her, filling her walls to the hilt gave me a glimpse of Utopia. Her pussy was giving me the ultimate physical gratification of my lifetime. My body, more specifically, my dick was on the brink of explosion. We were a perfect fit, and it felt damn good. Her pussy was gripping my cock and molding to the shape of it. I couldn’t divert my eyes away from hers as I pumped in and out of her, losing a piece of my soul every time her body quivered when I tapped her G-spot. She had the tightest, hottest, juiciest pussy my cock had ever plunged into. And from this moment forward, it was my pussy…all mine.
“Hayden…ah…Hayden…ah…Hayden…”
No woman had ever sung my name before. Natalie had turned it into a sweet melody. And each time it filled my ears, my cock pulsated. I had to battle the urge to cum because I wanted to satisfy her first. I wanted her to cum for me again while I looked into her eyes.
“Let it, go, babe,” I whispered against her lips, swallowing my name as she continued to sing it. “Cum, Natalie. Cum for Hayden, babe. Cum.”
On demand, she let go. I gritted my teeth when her walls contracted around my cock, clenching it and drawing a massive orgasm out of me from deep within my belly. Drops of sweat fell from my brow onto Natalie’s angelic face. It felt like liters of semen rushed into the condom, filling it to capacity. My heart pounded at a dangerous pace in my chest, causing me to gasp for snatches of air. Weak and on a natural high, I gathered Natalie in my arms and rolled over onto my back with her body resting on top of mine.
Just as I’d imagined, the viper had met his match. This amazing woman in my arms had landed a powerful strike and I was hooked on her for life. From this day until the end of time, she would be mine . The distance between Atlanta and Munich meant nothing. It was only a geographical difference that my private jet and a licensed pilot could easily handle. I foresaw no problem with her working on music in both countries. I could have her artists flown to Germany for recording sessions, and she could hop on my jet to return stateside anytime she needed to be here. Shit, I would build her a state-of-the-art music studio on my estate in Munich. And I would fill it with the very best in modern-day musical recording equipment money could buy. Incorporating Natalie into my life would be easy.
“Oh my God, Hayden!” Natalie screamed and patted the tiles on the bathroom wall in front of her.
I palmed her soft, round ass and eased her body down from her straddle on my shoulders and onto my lap with a splash into the warm bubbly water. I wanted to slam her pussy down on to my hard dick and fuck her into hysteria in the Jacuzzi, but I had used all three of my condoms throughout the night. So, as the sun peeped at us on Christmas morning, I’d carried Natalie from the bed and into the bathroom for a soak in the Jacuzzi with me. And quite naturally, I couldn’t resist feasting on her sweet pussy and giving it a good tongue lashing until she climaxed all over my tongue. Sexually spent, she rested her head on my shoulder.
“Are you hungry, sweetheart?”
She nodded and released a sigh, but she didn’t utter a word.
Laughter wasn’t usually my thing, but with Natalie, it came naturally. Everything about her made me happy, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “Let me dry you off and put you back to bed for a spell while I rush to my cabin to shower and change. Then I’ll come back and prepare you a fine Christmas breakfast. Eh?”
“What did you say to me in German while you were holding me on the ground under the tree after you ran that wolf away?”
Her unexpected question about something I’d said the other day caused me to pause for a few seconds. “I told you not to cry because I was with you. Why?”
“I just wanted to know.” She caressed the side of my face with her wet, soapy hand. “Later that night, when you kissed me for the first time, you spoke to me again in German before you left. What did you say then?”
“I basically told you I wouldn’t make love to you that night, but I would soon.”
Natalie raised her head from my shoulder and looked down at my face. “Why did you want to wait?”
“Because I knew that once I made love to you, my life would change forever. I needed some time to think it through so I could make sure I was ready for such a drastic change.”
“What kind of change are you talking about, Hayden?”
“I told you last night every time we made love, sweetheart. Du gehörst zu mir.”
She rolled her eyes and sucked her teeth. “I don’t know what that means.”
“You belong to me. You, Natalie Taylor, are mine .”
“Say what?! Have you lost your damn mind?!”
Natalie tried to stand up in the Jacuzzi, but I held her in place on my lap by wrapping both arms around her waist.
“No, I haven’t lost my mind. To the contrary, I’m thinking clearer than ever this morning. Last night, we ventured into new territory when we made love, sweetheart. It’s impossible to go back to three days ago when we were just two strangers sharing this hideaway nook in the mountains. You’re mine. You belong to me now, babe.”
“Boy, bye! Zy…um, Natalie Taylor is no man’s property. What the hell do you mean I belong to you?”
“I’m your Mr. Love, sweetheart. Let me be everything you asked for in a man in your song. I can make you happy and take damn good care of you if you’ll let me, Natalie. You won’t have to worry about anything. Just ask, and your wish is my command.”
Natalie looked at me, seemingly dumbfounded, blinking with her mouth wide open. I wasn’t a fool. I had witnessed the passion in her eyes last night and I’d felt her heartbeat each time I entered her through the night and whispered that she belonged to me in my native tongue. She may not have known the meaning of my words, but her heart had interpreted them well. I felt it in the way her body responded to my touches. He heart knew she belonged to me and her body damn sure did. I just needed to convince her mind to fall in line.
“Hayden, you’re a special guy. I’ve never run across a man like you anywhere I’ve traveled around the world. I swear you’re better than a fairytale. B-but…but that doesn’t mean we’re supposed to run off into the sunset and live happily ever after. We barely know each other. You have no idea who I am. And I don’t know your story either.”
“In time, we can learn all we need to know about each other. I want you to become a part of my world. I’m willing to be totally transparent. I want to open up my entire life to you. I want you, Natalie. That’s why I claimed you last night. Now, you’re mine. Accept it, sweetheart.”
“This shit is too heavy for me.” She ran her fingers through her damp hair. “I’m so damn confused. I came here to get away from…” Her voice faded.She broke eye contact with me and turned her face away.
I cupped her chin and turned her face back around to meet mine. “You came here to get away from what, Natalie? Talk to me, damn it! You can trust me. Don’t you know that by now? I haven’t done one thing to harm you since the day we met. Why would I start now? Tell me what you’re running from. What or who is it? Confide in me so I can protect you, my dear.”
Just when I thought she would be forthcoming with me, she rested her head on my shoulder again. I wrapped my arms around her body and rocked her. I felt
her heart beating fast and forcefully against my chest. Something was wrong. My instincts told me so. She wanted me to love her and she had the capacity to reciprocate that same measure of love to me, but something or someone was holding her back.
“Sweetheart, please don’t think that we ended up in this place at the same time by happenstance. Fate, God, the universe, or whichever you choose to believe, brought us here for a purpose. Don’t let the possibilities of what could blossom beautifully between us slip away because of fear from your past or fear of what the future may bring.”
I kissed her forehead and temples before I stood with her soaking wet in my arms. I reached for a towel from the rack and draped it over her shoulders. I placed her on her feet and secured the towel around her body by tying it in a knot above her breasts. I removed another towel and tied it around my lower body. Addicted to the feel of her in my arms, I picked her up again, carried her into the bedroom, and placed her in the center of the bed. I dried off and walked over to the chair where I had thrown our discarded clothes I’d gathered from the den during the night. I dressed quickly and stood above the bed, staring at the woman I had fallen in love with.
“Rest a bit. I’ll be back soon to feed you. Then we’ll talk. There’re a few things I want to tell you about me.”
Chapter Twelve
Hayden
The phone was ringing when I entered my cabin. I ran into the den and snatched the receiver from its cradle, but I was greeted by the dial tone when I raised it to my ear. I checked my watch and figured it was a good time to call my parents in Frankfurt to wish them a Merry Christmas before they left for the countryside. So, I dialed them up at their château up in the Tanus Mountains. I’d built the place for them with my signing bonus when I first joined the Bayern Munich club.
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