I rang Alana as soon as I landed, happy that this time she didn’t let it go to voicemail.
‘Charles, you’re coming back now?’ she answered.
‘Let me guess, the hotel informed the staff?’ I grinned, happy to hear her voice.
‘Of course, Li Wu was told and he came to let me know. Is everything ok?’
‘It will be when I see you again. I can’t believe how much I’ve missed your company and I’ve only been gone for forty-eight hours.’
‘I have missed you, too,’ she replied, sounding totally sincere. ‘There is no need for your thermal blanket, I will gladly come and see you when you arrive.’
‘I’ll be there in under an hour. I’ve just got to clear customs and I’m on my way.’
‘Charles?’
‘What is it, Alana?’
‘I’m very happy that you are meeting with the Chinese businessmen again. This is a big deal for you?’
‘Huge, and I plan on celebrating with you. There’s no one else I’d rather celebrate with.’
‘Then I look forward to seeing you soon, Charles.’
‘Hmmm, the way you say my name,’ I groaned, feeling it all the way to my cock and my heart. She giggled, another sound I loved.
‘Then hurry back.’
‘Don’t worry, I will,’ I replied. ‘See you shortly.’
It was hell waiting for Li Wu to finish unpacking and to leave me in peace. The minute he was gone I dialled her and told her she could come in. She stepped into the lounge, wearing her maid’s outfit, her eyes sparkling with what I could only assume was happiness to see me. I was sure mine looked just the same. I swept her up into my arms, lifting her feet off the floor, crushing her against my chest as I kissed her passionately.
She tasted so damn good.
She smelled so damn good.
She felt so damn good.
‘I missed you,’ I sighed against her lips. I moved my head, burying my nose in her hair. It had some exotic floral fragrance to it, it was intoxicating.
‘I missed you too, Charles. I didn’t expect to feel so lost without you being here. I hated looking after the suite for someone else the last two nights.’
‘Stay with me tonight.’ The words left my mouth before I even thought about them. She stiffened slightly in my arms, so I gently placed her feet down on the floor, not releasing my grip around her waist. She looked up at me, a look of concern, or nerves, written all over her face. ‘I want a serious relationship with you, Alana. As soon as I get back to Singapore this weekend, I’ll be ending those casual relationships I had, so that I can be with you. I want you to move to Singapore to be with me.’
‘Charles, I … there’s so much we haven’t discussed, I can’t just up and leave,’ she protested.
‘Why not? What’s holding you here? You don’t mention your family, so I assume that you’re not close, you’ve already told me that you haven’t had a chance to make any friends here. Why stay?’
‘I have a job for a start, a well-paid job.’
‘I need a new housekeeper, work for me while you live with me. It would be no more than you do here and I’d pay you better, plus you’d get to sleep in my bed every night. I’d spoil you, Alana. I’d take you out on dates, on holidays, buy you whatever you want.’
‘What if I did, what if it didn’t work out between us. I’d have lost a job I worked very hard for.’ She had a frown on her face as she studied me, shaking her head.
‘My home is a suite in The Singapore Domville, if for any reason we didn’t work out, it wouldn’t be a problem to get you a formal job there. I know the manager personally, he’s a client and friend of mine. He trusts my judgement implicitly. You don’t have to work at all if you don’t want to, I’ll employ a housekeeper for us both. Move in with me,’ I pleaded, aware I’d never begged anyone for anything in my life.
‘I don’t want to be a housekeeper or maid for the rest of my life, Charles,’ she advised, picking at the buttons on my shirt, dropping her gaze from mine. ‘I have plans to go to business college, to get a degree, I’ve been saving all my spare money to go.’
‘They have colleges in Singapore, it’s not a backwater shanty town you know,’ I teased. She looked up and gave me a tight smile and I noticed tears filling her eyes. ‘What’s really worrying you?’ I asked, lifting a hand to cup the side of her face, my thumb sweeping over her cheekbone.
‘Sex is a big part of a relationship, I can’t agree to pack up my life and move over there with you, without even knowing if we’re compatible.’
‘Which brings me back to my request that you spend the night with me,’ I reminded her. She gulped and paled slightly. ‘Are you a virgin? Is that why you’re scared?’ I asked softly.
‘No,’ she replied, shaking her head. ‘It’s just been a long time and there are things about my past that you should maybe know first.’
‘I don’t need to know anything, Alana. I’m not proud of my history with women, but until now I never truly wanted to commit to one woman. I don’t care who you were yesterday, I care about who you are today and who you’ll be moving forwards.’
‘O, Charles,’ she sobbed, burying her face in my chest, her fingers tightly gripping my shirt. I lay my cheek on top of her head and rubbed my hands up and down her arms before enveloping her in another tight embrace. ‘Can I just have a bit of time to think about it?’
‘Of course you can,’ I replied, trying to be chivalrous, when really I wanted to just drag her to my bed and fuck her right now.
After dinner, I kissed her goodnight and watched her disappear back to her own quarters, leaving me to head to my own bed, alone. I couldn’t remember a period in my life when I hadn’t had sex for so long. I tossed and turned for most of the night, wishing I had her here to distract me from the thoughts of the pile of crap I was going to have to sort when I got home. If I knew I’d have Alana there soon, it would be worth it. I jumped as the bedroom door opened.
‘Charles,’ came her voice.
‘Alana?’ I bolted upright, the sheet covering my naked body pooling around my waist.
‘Did you mean it when you said you don’t care who I used to be?’
‘Of course,’ I replied, squinting to try and make her out in the dark. ‘Come to bed with me, I promise to be gentle if it’s been a long time.’ I tapped the tablet on the docking station next to me, to put on the soft bedside lighting and let out an audible grunt as I saw her standing at the bottom of the bed. She was standing beside her maid outfit, which was in a heap on the floor, in just some lingerie that made my cock stiffen in seconds. I flung the sheet back and saw her eyes go as wide as saucers as she looked at my impressive erection. ‘I’ll be gentle,’ I repeated. She nodded and slowly walked towards me, clutching something in her hand. ‘What do you have?’
‘I have to be careful,’ she whispered.
‘I have plenty of condoms,’ I advised, cringing inside to think how that must appear to her.
‘That’s not … I have a problem where I don’t get very wet, I need to use lubricant in case I tear.’ She held out a trembling hand, containing a small bottle. I quickly took it off her, putting it on the bedside table and pulling her down next to me.
‘Don’t be scared, we’ll use as much as you need. It’s not a problem. They even do flavoured ones and I’m sure I’ll love licking that out of you.’
‘Charles, I’d really rather we talk abo …’
‘No,’ I interrupted. ‘We can talk after, don’t talk yourself out of this, Alana. I want you. I need you.’ I leaned in and began to gently kiss her neck. I could feel her pulse fluttering under my lips, I could practically hear her heartbeat about to pound right out of her chest. I reached up with one hand to gently cup one of her small breasts over the top of her bra and heard her moan. Kissing my way around to her mouth, she surprised me again with the passion in which she responded as she twisted around to face me, her fingers weaving into my hair, hungry for more. Christ, the way she k
issed was incredible, or had it just been so long that I’d forgotten? With the exception of Carly, I didn’t kiss anyone and even she’d been back at Christmas. My fingers slipped inside the cup of her bra, forcing it down to free one of her breasts to sit on top of the bunched up material. I gently pulled, pinched and rolled until her nipple grew larger and she mumbled something incoherently into my mouth. Impatient, I suddenly pulled away and lifted her, tossing her back onto the bed beside me, a gasp of surprise leaving her lips before I bent over her and started to suck the dark brown pebbled nipple I’d freed.
‘Charles,’ she cried, her short finger nails raking at my bare biceps. I slipped my hands under her, deftly unhooking her bra and breaking away for a moment to slip it off her arms. Christ the colour of her skin was gorgeous, so warm and luminous. I pushed her breasts together and buried my face in them, kissing each in turn, licking her skin and gently biting, which had her writhing below me. Her heavy breaths and moans filled my ears, making my chest puff with pride. I slowly moved down her stomach, laying a trail of soft kisses from one side of her delicate knickers to the other. They were a deep brown, trimmed with white lace, which suited her skin tone, but I couldn’t wait to buy her some hot pink lingerie. I had no idea what it was about the colour pink, but it drove me crazy. Tugging at the material covering her hips, I slowly slid them off her and immediately felt her body tense.
‘I promise I won’t hurt you,’ I murmured as I kissed the inside of her thighs. I gently prised apart her lips and swept my tongue over her clit, pulling another cry of satisfaction from her, so I did it again and again, gentle licks then harder thrashes. Soon she was grasping my hair, thrusting her hips up to meet my mouth and grinding against it. She was such a contradiction, one minute she seemed nervous and shy, the next she was forceful and in control.
‘Charles, please. It’s been so long, I just want you inside me,’ she pleaded. I looked up over her stomach, between her small but perfectly formed pert breasts and saw those gorgeous brown almond eyes beseeching me. I kissed my way up her body, seeking out her tongue as one hand fumbled to find a condom from the bedside drawer. She grabbed it off me, tearing at it with her teeth, then grasped my shaft to roll it on. I groaned and sucked my stomach in to feel her fingers on me. Christ I wanted her to stroke me, to suck me, but first I wanted inside her, to have her rock her body in time with mine, to watch her blossom into an orgasm that I’d given to her. She opened her thighs, wrapping her legs around my hips, offering herself to me, then dragging me closer. My cock quivered as I angled myself against her, hesitating for a moment. My normal instinct was to plunge in, hard and fast, but Alana needed a more gentle approach. It was painful for me to hold back, as I slowly nudged my way inside her.
‘Jesus, Alana. You’re so tight,’ I hissed. Her muscles were like a vice tightening around me to the point of pain. Pleasurable as hell pain. She gave ping pong pussy Arisa a damn good run for her money. I moved again and she cried my name, clutching my hips to steady me. I pulled out and grabbed the bottle of lubricant, smothering myself in it, then coated my fingers and reached down to insert two inside her.
‘Phracêā. Chì, chì, pord,’ she whimpered. Other than recognising the Thai word “chì” for “yes,” I had no idea what she’d just said, but from the look on her face it wasn’t a request to stop. I continued to caress her, annoyed that I couldn’t find her g-spot, I usually homed in on it quite quickly, but I soon deduced that she was particularly sensitive in another spot and stroked that until her eyes started to glaze over. ‘Now, please, pord,’ she cried. I pulled my slippery fingers out, wiping them on my stomach and started to fill her again. She lifted her hips, widening her thighs as I started to glide inside her.
‘My God,’ I uttered as I felt her walls give a little, allowing me further inside. I almost sank balls deep inside her, before I was met with resistance. She was so much smaller than I was used to, but damn if it didn’t feel good. Not only was my shaft completely enveloped, but my crown was being rubbed at the same time.
‘It’s ok, for you?’ she whispered, looking up at me with a combination of blissed out pleasure, but fear in her eyes.
‘It’s perfect,’ I confirmed, dipping my head to kiss her again. ‘No one ever felt so good. I could stay inside you forever.’
‘I’d like that,’ she smiled. I slowly slid almost out of her, holding her gaze as I did, then quickly, but gently, penetrated her again, drawing a cacophony of noise from her lips and a few grunts from my own. In and out, over and over until I felt the heat building inside me and my eyes started to close.
‘Alana, I’m so close, tell me you’re there.’
‘Yes,’ she mewled, gripping my backside, encouraging me to go a little faster. It was seconds before we both exploded in a climax that would have rivalled Laura for noise. I held myself up on my forearms, afraid to crush her small frame below me. Instead she managed to grip my hips with surprisingly powerful thigh muscles, flipping me onto my back and sitting up, my cock still inside her. Her long hair tumbled out of its usual pinned up bun, cascading down her shoulders and I gazed up at her in awe.
‘You’re so beautiful,’ I whispered. She smiled shyly and ran the tip of her index finger over my chest and down to my stomach. ‘I love you, Alana. I’ve never fallen for someone so hard and fast. I’ve been with enough women to know what I feel for you is real. Does that scare you?’
‘No,’ she replied, with a shake of her head and tears clinging to her lashes. ‘I feel the same, I’m falling in love with you too, Charles.’
‘My love,’ I groaned, grabbing her hands and pulling her down to my chest. I held her tightly, planting kisses all over her hair and on her neck as she giggled. I never held Laura or Sai, and even with Carly after sex I’d roll off and move to my side of the bed. Alana though, I never wanted to let her go. What hold did this woman have over me, that had me acting so out of character? I’d never experienced need for someone like this before, need so desperate, I felt myself start to swell inside her again.
‘Mr. Ponsonby,’ she grinned, pulling her head back to look down at me. ‘Do you have another erection?’
‘I think I’ll be having many erections around you,’ I laughed. She planted her palms on my chest and moaned with a slight grimace as she lifted herself off me. Deftly removing the condom, tying it off and dropping it over the edge of the bed, she wriggled backwards down my body.
‘Can I suck you?’ she asked, positioned between my thighs, my cock bobbing inches from those delectable lips of hers.
‘That’s one question you never need to ask,’ I replied hoarsely, the thought of her warm mouth around me fuelling my desire even further. She curled her fingers around the root of my shaft, tightly squeezing as she opened her mouth wide and engulfed me. ‘Jesus,’ I uttered, astounded at her skills.
She was even better than Sai and I’d never thought I’d say that about anyone. The power and suction, it was like she’d been doing this to me her whole life, she knew exactly where to lick and swirl to elicit the best reaction from me. I was going to come again in minutes if she carried on. I held the back of her head, not that she needed any encouragement or forceful presses, I was just scared she’d stop. I never wanted her to stop. My jaw dropped as my eyes rolled, completely unfocussed as pleasure saturated my body. When she started to rub my perineum, as well as massage my balls, it was game over. I muttered a load of expletives as my hips started to pump, assisting the draw she took of me into the back of her throat. No one had ever taken me so far. I came with a grunt, her name spilling out between more incoherent rambles as my body shuddered. Christ, I needed some time to snap out of that. I felt her lick me clean, before kissing her way back up my body, playfully biting a nipple as she did. My arms automatically reached for her and pulled her tightly against my body as I tried to bring myself back down from an incredible high.
‘That was good?’ she asked, kissing my chest.
‘Amazing. Best ever,’ I groaned, titling my
face to kiss her forehead.
‘Good. I want to please you, Charles, in any way I can.’
‘You do, my love. More than anyone ever has.’ I sighed heavily, the weight of my deception of Carly on my mind.
‘What’s wrong?’ she asked, tracing her fingers over my protruding abs, crackles of electricity sparking my skin as they moved.
‘I need to tell you something, and I’m not sure how well you’ll take it, but I want to be honest with you.’
‘You can tell me anything, I want to be honest with you too. Nothing you tell me can change how I feel about you.’
‘I really hope that’s the case,’ I replied, closing my eyes as I tried to summon the courage. ‘I told you that I’m in relationships at the moment, that I’m going to end them now I’ve found you?’
‘Yes,’ she confirmed.
‘Well, since I moved to Singapore, there have only been three serious relationships. All of whom I was seeing at the same time. Laura, my housekeeper and Sai, my junior assistant. I made it clear that what we had was sexual only, we never went on dates, they never slept in my bed and sex was on my terms. Both of them were aware of my relationship with the other.’
‘Then I don’t see why you are worried what I will think. You were honest with these women, they knew what they were getting into. Do you promise to end it if we are going to see each other? I’m not open to sharing.’
‘I promise, I don’t want to share you either,’ I nodded, kissing her forehead again. ‘But I wasn’t completely honest, with either of them, or with you. The third woman, I met when I was seventeen. It was mainly sexual, I’ve never had deep feelings for anyone before, but she came from a well to do family, as do I, and pressure was put on us to form a union. We got married when I accepted the job in Singapore, but when the time came for us to leave, she didn’t want to move out here.’
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