by Taylor R. C.
She swallowed and left him and took a deep breath. There was something very wrong, very much, for at that very moment she felt an absurd need to cry.
"I wanted our day to be perfect ...".
That Baron had no right to make her feel like a princess, to make her feel "those things" that were nameless and that were frightening her.
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James noticed that Gisele had been quieter since they left the house and took a jeep to go to the "surprise" he prepared. Feeling curious, he reached out to take her hand, being careful to be on the road.
- Affection? Some problem?
She looked at him as if she were thinking away, but a short smile soon appeared, illuminating his delicate features.
- No, I think I'm hungry. You deprived me of coffee!
- For good reason, I promise ...
He said kissing the female wrist, keeping his hands clasped, Gisele watched as he felt his treacherous heart speed up again because of the guy next to him. That way they went on until they reached a pier full of super luxurious boats.
- A boat ride? - She asked.
- Not exactly!
James said with a smirk of people who were ready, then stopped the jeep, saying he would open the door for her, so he did and clasped his hand in hers as they headed towards the pier platform. Two employees approached, greeting them and giving instructions to get on a smaller vessel, a black speedboat, which was obviously very comfortable, but was that the ride? The Baron said nothing to confirm, he just helped her into the vehicle, sitting next to her protectively. Soon they moved from the pier.
- James ... - She just called him not questioningly, but he answered.
- Calm down my girl in a hurry, you'll understand what I prepared.
James kissed her cheek tenderly, stroking her hands. Gisele took a deep breath, staring at everything but the man at her side, because at that very moment her so logical brain was digging into her memories all the "romantic" events she had had with the vast list of men she had deceived, but none of them were marked with that tenderness and kindness that he lived with the stubborn, unpredictable, Baron of Blackcastle.
- Look ahead, see your surprise!
James whispered in her ear, nibbling her ear, loving the way she flinched and shivered. Primitive feelings were welling up inside him, that desire for her and for pleasing her they were still playing along the line, more than once he had to tell himself that Gisele was not his, that everything was temporary, that he shouldn't be being enchanted by his smiles, his sighs, the way she hugged him or the way she moaned under him when they made love.
It was desperate to look at her and know that soon she would have to put things on the right course, let her go far, as far away from him. Gisele saw a huge blue sailboat with white sails. It was absurdly beautiful, classic and impressive, so it was inevitable not to be jaw-dropping as they made their way from the pier to their "surprise". She looked at the Baron, who was watching her with clear interest and satisfaction, given the smile on her face.
- Always assertive, Sir. Blackcastle ... - She laughed. - I never took a boat trip, much less a sailboat!
- I never rode a sailboat too, so I guess it will be interesting!
- Seriously? But you've traveled the world! - She stated and he shrugged.
- Always on the job, never on the road ...
James smiled, giving her a kiss on the cheek as they finally reached the sailboat. Of course, the Baron went down in front, helped her and soon they went up to the main deck, while the captain of the six-person crew explained to the luxury vessel. The accommodation was for up to six guests divided into three cabins, including a master suite that occupied the entire mouth of the sailboat and two twin cabins. Meanwhile, the crew's accommodation already allowed a team of twelve people. A curiosity that in the master suite had a wood-burning fireplace and in another room a library, it really was a mega surprise. When left alone, she turned to the Baron smiling.
- We will travel to the high seas, the Captain talked about dives near corals, can you swim young? James asked.
- Yes, but I never swam on the high seas!
- You'll like it, I already did it ...
She put her hands on his face, not knowing exactly what to do, she didn't feel she was following a script with that crazy Baron.
- I loved all the surprises, thank you!
- Well, then can I get a kiss of thanks?
She laughed in response, but stretched out, giving a very soft kiss. But she moved away, leaving only her lips to brush his, while she stroked the soft hair on the back of her neck, breathing the air that came from that man.
- Ah James Watts, Baron of Blackcastle, what do I do with you?
James looked deep into her eyes and the tenderness he saw there took her breath away.
- I don't know, but I'm all yours!
Gisele kissed him, wanting to feel him, to experience the feeling that he was hers. The possessive pleasure she felt at hearing that was forbidden, yet she wanted to. James grabbed her as if he had a chance to escape, their mouths competing in a hungry, flustered kiss, as if they needed to extract the air they breathed from each other.
His tongue played with hers, the brushing of the fuller beard was an even more pleasurable friction, lifted by the Baron's dominant hands that slid down his body, until one reached the nape of the neck keeping it in place so that his mouth continued to be. jumpy by James' delicious attack, but he pulled away just far enough for his forehead to stick to hers.
- Sweet hell ... - He groaned breathlessly. - We haven't even had breakfast yet and I want to take you to bed ...
Gisele discreetly dropped her hand in front of the Baron, touching his male member, clearly hard, ready for her over the shorts. The feminine pleasure she felt at awakening it to him.
- I can take care of you first, poor thing ...
- No, honey, I am greedy, I will want more than you will give me. Know this!
She shrugged, looking into his eyes and still touching him down there.
- I think I want to!
- Hell, Gisele, stop touching me now ... I want to pretend to be a gentleman and have coffee with you ...
She burst out laughing and released him, but gave him a kiss first.
- I like you not being a gentleman, know that!
It was James' turn to laugh, then spin in his arms, slapping his ass.
- Let's have breakfast, then I think of something not very chivalrous!
Gisele bit her lip, smiling, avoiding thinking about why that guy made her so happy.
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Lowe was standing in front of the apartment window on the noblest side of London, very close to a certain property belonging to the Baron of Blackcastle, and he was frustrated, if not irate. That Baron had not attended to him and from what his team had found out the guy was not in the city, he had traveled, but the detail that was making him seriously was the fact that Gisele was certainly with him.
- You slut, fucking this bastard when it belongs to me!
Said the man already feeling the effects of the whiskey he drank, the bottle was already in less than half, but not all the alcohol he drank was able to make him forget, in fact, everything came out.
- Mr. Carter? - He heard his name and turned, his security had returned.
- Got?
- Yes sir, can I have you in?
- Yes!
His security guard turned away and he drank the rest of the drink from his glass, then waited, and without delay a small female figure appeared. He looked at her loose brown hair, fair skin and smooth features, however, she had no green eyes.
"Come on girl ..." Lowe commanded, without taking his eyes off her.
- Do you want ...
- Shut up! - He said hard. - I don't want to hear a word from you, take off your clothes and kneel in front of me now!
The girl agreed, then took off her coat revealing an ordinary black dress, then she got rid of him and underwear in the same color. She t
hen walked towards him, kneeling, lifting her face to face Lowe.
- Open my pants ...
She did as he was told. Lowe was watching her with his head down, his face was not so much like Gisele, but that way she reminded him a lot of that scammer, although he never had the taste of having her in his bed, however, she was with the damn Baron.
- Slut! - He said and took the girl's face, forcing her to face all her hatred. - You will suck me all the way until I come in your mouth Gisele!
Lowe slapped the girl in the face and stuck his semi-erect member deep in her throat.
- I will beat your ass and fuck you Gisele, my dirty little bitch!
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James couldn't stop laughing.
- I did it, look, look!
The animation in the woman's voice was almost childlike and she was never more adorable, the reason for such happiness was the sport fishing they were doing. The Baron gave up trying, because he wanted to watch the show that was Gisele managing to catch a fish, even more minuscule.
- Very well, it could be our food! - She glared at him.
- Never, I can't eat something I got.
- Your soft heart ...
She laughed, denying, handing the blessed fish to the crew's helper. Gisele left the bow, going to James, who was sitting on the deckchair without a shirt, wearing sunglasses, under the shadow of the hoisted sail. He realized that they were soon left alone by the crew, who were very discreet.
- Didn't you like fishing? She asked, but he denied it.
- I just wanted to look at you, without distractions!
Gisele sat on his lap, shivering when she felt the touch of his hand, running up her back to the back of the neck. She was wearing only one skirt covering the bottom of her bikini, so he took the opportunity to shower with kisses from her lap, up to her neck.
- Did you like the show?
- Very ... - His whisper against her skin made her shiver. - You are a show in itself, honey!
- Talkative scent of labia ...
She said, running her hands through his hair, until he held his face, taking off his glasses and setting them aside on the chair, then looking into those captivating blue eyes.
- Are you enjoying the ride?
- Yes, very, you are good at planning these things.
- If you say, there is no reason for me to deny it. He shrugged and she laughed, running a hand over his beard, stroking with the tips of his nails.
- I'm curious to see you without that beard!
- Swear? - He frowned. - Do not like?
- No, that's not it, I love it, I'm just curious ... Do you use it for a long time?
- Yes, since I assumed the title of Blackcastle, I wanted to look older.
- Because?
- To intimidate ...
Gisele couldn't deny that his fully composed figure of Baron of Blackcastle was really intimidating, but also very sexy, it was one of the things that attracted her.
- And you can do it!
- I didn't intimidate you when we met. - His eyes shone with amusement.
- I was angry, no one intimidates me like that.
James reached out to caress her cheek and then followed the shape of her mouth with his fingertip.
- That fascinated me, I have to admit.
- You disguised it very well ... - His laugh in response was short.
- It didn't help much, look where we are!
- I'm happy to be here with you ...
The admission was sincere, as much as it scared Gisele, but as soon as she let that sentence out she knew it wasn't a lie. She met the tender but melancholy look that James had.
- I am too, as I never thought I would be again.
She felt that she had finally managed to make her way towards the mysteries that James refused to tell, so taking a risk, Gisele tried;
- Does this have to do with the fact that you have been alone all these six years?
James sighed, stroked her hair, meeting her green eyes that did not hide his curiosity. He took a deep, slow breath, deciding he could give her at least a little explanation.
- Yes ... - He paused. - I had a fiancee, but she died and so I decided I couldn't be happy, until you came, I tried to run away, only you seem to be inevitable to me ...
There was a lot of information in that sentence, Gisele blinked, staring at James's serious face. A dead bride came up and was clearly very explanatory, as well as significant, but that didn't explain why her eyes were filling with tears, or why her heart seemed to be squeezing.
- I'm sorry for her ...
- Me too. - His voice was distant.
Gisele didn't know what the pain was, but clearly it was huge, which made her six years isolated from the world and people, women, but due to the stroke of chance she fell in the ambitious games she had. She hugged him with guilt, closed her eyes, feeling his arms wrap around her, while he took a deep breath.
- Thanks for sharing this with me ... - He whispered kissing her neck.
- One day I would have to explain to you the reason for my demands for this relationship we have. James took a deep breath. - But I don't want to talk about it anymore, I decided to live now with you and that's what matters!
James made Gisele walk away and looked at her face, it was hard as hell to tell that part of the story to her, but it was liberating in a way that surprised him, but obviously if he had told the whole story the end result would be different, but something like Gisele running away from him and rightly so. Her green eyes looked at him with total attention, but there was something else, without a name, but it touched him deeply, arousing his desire.
- Then come with me, I want you to live now!
- Gisele...
- Come on!
She got up, taking him with her, going down to the cabin. James felt his blood heat up, the anticipation of what Gisele would provide him. When they arrived at the suite, she had a little smile that made James look forward to grabbing her, but she waited in place, watching her take off her clothes slowly, every piece of smooth skin she left exposed, when there was nothing else covering her. , he can admire the slender and delicate female body.
- You are beautiful Gisele!
- You too James, but without clothes it is even better!
Gisele approached, placing her hands on his chest, sliding her nails to the waistband of his shorts and then used her mouth to do the same way, leaving wet kisses, her tongue circled one of the nipples, going down until she reached the happy trail where she reached his clothing, but then pushed it down, touching his male member.
- Damn, you're going to kill me.
- I just want you to enjoy it and forget everything ...
She said in a whisper, her small hand tightened, then her mouth joined that wonderful torture, sucking gently and slowly taking in as little as possible of her already erect member. James touched her hair, holding it, but letting it drive.
- I forget anything just looking at you ... Gisele!
She took as much as she could in her mouth, so James can no longer stand still, he lifted her by the arms, then wrapped her waist and kissed her hungry, eager to have more, to smell her, to have her body glued to his, be inside it until you lose consciousness. The strength of his desire for her was completely out of control, but at that moment it didn't matter, and just making her his own was what he wanted.
- James ...
- My turn to prove you!
His voice was a mixture of desire and impatience, which Gisele loved, her whole body vibrated with each contact. His mouth took hers without mercy, his tongue slid down her mouth, wrapped around hers, as he laid her on the bed, letting his mouth go down her jaw, down to her neck, then lower, reaching her breasts, sucking, pinching her nipples until she squirmed with pleasure.
James wanted more, he didn't seem to have enough of her, kissed her flat stomach, until it was between her turned female legs, but he held her in place, then biting the inside of her thigh, causing Gisele to moan. He th
en placed his lips over her sex, giving slow, long licks, feeling her muscles tighten, accompanied by the breathless sound of pleasure.
He provoked her without limits, making the woman reach her limit. Gisele closed her eyes tightly and took a deep breath, trying to survive that climax. She wanted to make him forget everything, but it was the Baron who succeeded, there was nothing else in her head that was not James. She was fully satisfied, but she knew there would be more, she smiled when she felt the man turn over on his stomach, placing his hips on the pillow. She looked over her shoulder to find him positioning himself behind her.
- You are so deliciously wet ...
The Baron said in a voice hoarse with desire. She moaned his name as she felt his hand go under her belly and go to the center of her legs, to massage her clitoris, while slowly penetrating her.
- James ...
Gisele threw her body back, wanting more of him inside her, but he held her in place, continuing to take it very slowly, until finally he was completely inside her, a massive and very good invasion, and he started to come and go rhythm, accompanied by your hand touching it.
- Move with me!
He commanded and he accepted, the movements started slow, the body pressing at the perfect angle, increasing the intensity of the sensations with each sweet penetration, creating that unique sensation of anticipation of an explosion of pleasure. Her eyes closed when the growing sensation spread like a wave, and Gisele saw James's sweaty face hovering over hers. He stared at her, savoring her pleasure, leaning down to suck her moans in a kiss shortly thereafter, when he shifted his position enough to prolong her pleasure, at the same time as his, increasing the pace with which he took her, and his big hands sliding down her back until they both reached the top of that climax together.
James collapsed on top of her, moaning and shaking, letting his body express the jets of the final act of that intense union. Gisele smiled, but wished she could hug him, and as if reading her thoughts, he withdrew from her, who was still silent and relaxed as if he had no more strength, James took her in his arms. And if she threw herself on the bed together, her limbs, soft, curled in his, more rigid and long with vigor, she smiled giving a kiss right over where his heart was beating.
"The world has stopped spinning ..." he whispered.