A second chance...At first love (Second Love Series Book 1) (10 page)

Izzie

She woke up later than normal.  Her clock read 7:30.  She knew she needed to get up and get dressed for practice.  She rolled over and grabbed her phone to call Teddy and there was a text waiting for her.

Ellington: Good morning beautiful Isabella. I hope you slept well.  Are you busy for lunch today?

She squealed and flailed around in the bed in excitement.  She couldn't believe it.              

Izzie: I have an open rehearsal at 9:45 but I’m free after.

Ellington: Good, where would you like to meet?

Izzie: My favorite place is the little café that you saw me and Teddy in, the Jay Roy.

Ellington:  Wonderful, what time is good for you?

Izzie: Is 1:00 ok?

Ellington:  Works for me, see you then beautiful Isabella.

Izzie:  See you then Ellington

She had to call Teddy and tell her everything.  She told herself she'd be quick so she could get to rehearsal on time.  She called and before Teddy could even finish saying "hello," she blurted out everything. She started with the flowers and wine, the dessert movie, the kiss, oh that kiss and then how he left.  Teddy screamed "HE LEFT!" Izzie replied, "Yes but he sent me a text me as soon as he did to tell me good night.”  She told her about the text that she woke up to and the lunch date.  Teddy squealed and Izzie, giggled.  Izzie said that she had to go get ready for rehearsal and that she'd call her later.  She got up, showered and dressed for rehearsal and left her apartment.  She was so excited.  She just knew that rehearsal would drag on.  She had a hard time focusing at the beginning of rehearsal.  She had to push herself extra hard, which was unusual for her.  This was her passion, nothing normally distracted her.  She shook her head, quietly scolding herself,
Concentrate Izzie,
she said. Rehearsal ended, she collected her things, and then headed off to her lunch date.  She and Teddy had discovered the Jay Roy Café when they were in grad school.  They didn't get to eat there a lot because when you're a struggling grad student in NYC, you don't eat out a lot.  Actually you're just happy to eat, when you can afford it at all.  Neither of the girls worked in school, their parents wanted to them to concentrate on school work, especially being so far from home.  Both of their parents would put money in their respective bank accounts when they were in school.  On "pay day" is when they would usually "celebrate" and hit the Jay Roy.  That had become their place for any occasion, break-ups; those were all Teddy because Izzie didn't really date.  Celebrations of good grades, good news, or whatever reason they could find or make up.

Izzie and Ellington

When she walked in, he was sitting at a table by the corner.  He stood up as she walked over, gave her a hug and a kiss on the cheek and held out her chair.

"Hello again, beautiful Isabella."

"Hello Ellington," she blushed. 
Damn does he always look this good,
she thought.  He asked her if she knew what she wanted.  She ordered her usual pasta con pollo.  He excused himself and went to the counter and ordered for both of them.

"How was rehearsal?" he asked when he returned to the table.

"To be honest, it was a little rough today.  We are learning a new piece and my mind was a bit scrambled at the start."

"Oh really, why is that?" he winked at her.

"Oh...umm..." she laughed.  "I think it’s the pressure of being the new one, that's all."

"Mmm...well, I'm sure you will be great.  From what I've seen you are wonderful.  Tell me more about the piece."
Izzie explained about the upcoming show, the piece and the conductor's notes. She enjoyed sharing her passion with him.  She caught him looking at her with an intensity that made her a squirm a little.  She thought that maybe she had bored him to tears and he was struggling to concentrate on what she was saying.

"Listen to me prattling on, I'm sorry."

"No need to be sorry Isabella, I enjoy hearing about what you do."  He really did find her captivating.  He truly loved how passionate she was about her career.  The women he was normally with were usually very content living off of daddy's wallet and had no real drive or ambition.  It was his fault that he always found the most self-involved types but then again he was never looking for a long-term commitment, so personality didn't really play too much into the equation.

"Did you have to work today?" she asked him.

"I did, I went to the office after a quick run."
No wonder he had a body like that
, she thought
.

"Do you like what you do? I mean really like it?" She asked.

"I do.  I've always been really good with numbers; I get that from my father.  It’s not your typical nine to five.  I specialize in Asian markets, so from time to time I do work late or overnight, aside from that I really enjoy it.  Making split second decisions on how to spend millions of dollars, it’s definitely a rush."

"Sounds exciting! Is that something you always wanted to do?"

"When I was a kid I wanted to be a football player but when I graduated from high school, which was just barely by the way, my father made me a deal.  If I went to school AND graduated he would train me in the business, set me up in an apartment and get me the car I wanted."

"Sounds like a great deal to me.  So you are a trust fund baby, huh?"

"Well I will say in my early days, I did take advantage of my...um...privilege, but I really did turn myself around and work my way to where I am.  I even pay my own rent now like a big boy," he said with a chuckle.

"So the spoiled brat grew up." She laughed

"He did indeed, Miss Private School!"

"What how did you...oh the high school and graduation photos in my apartment."

"Yes I'm very observant, when it comes to things that interest me," he chuckled.

"I interest you?" she blushed.

"You do indeed, Isabella."

At that exact moment their order was called from the counter.  Izzie breathed a sigh of relief, boy he was intense.  He excused himself again, got up and grabbed their food and brought it back to the table.  It was just enough time for Izzie to collect herself.  He was so sexy and that voice, she could listen to him talk all day.  They fell back into comfortable conversation over the meal.  He wasn't ready to leave her yet.

"Are you free for the rest of the afternoon?" he asked when they finished.

"My only plan this afternoon was to look through the classifieds for a new place, well that and probably watch Kevin Hart for the hundredth time," she laughed.

"I love Kevin Hart...'the way my bank account is set up,' is a classic bit.  Well I would hate to interrupt your date with Kevin."

"Ha, it’s okay I think he will understand. What did you have in mind?"

He really hadn't planned that far in advance and he didn't "date", so he had no idea.

"Do you have any suggestions? If I'm being honest, I just wanted to spend some more time with you." Wow, he had just said that, out loud! He really needed to close the deal and move on, this was getting to be a bit much, but he couldn't help it, she was intoxicating.

"This may sound silly but what about the aquarium?  I love the shows and dolphins are so beautiful, so elegant and graceful."

"Sounds like you are describing yourself, beautiful Isabella."

She blushed again,
how is he always able to do that, make me feel beautiful and giggly like I’m in high school again,
she thought.  She simply smiled.

"Thank you."

His driver pulled up as they walked out of the café, he opened the door and helped her in and followed behind her. They chatted all the way to the aquarium and he found himself reaching for her hand, she easily held his back.  Once they reached the aquarium he helped her out.  He watched her as they walked through the aquarium, watched as her eyes lit up at different animal exhibits.  God, he loved watching her.  When they got to the dolphins and he saw how animated she got watching them, he wanted to kiss her.  He wanted to press her against the glass aquarium and kiss her.  She was so genuinely beautiful; she grabbed his hand as she talked about the "majestic creatures."  She knew all kinds of facts and figures about them.  She talked about being a little girl and wanting a pet dolphin, but her parents told her that dolphin upkeep was a bit more than they could reasonably handle, so instead they got season passes to the aquarium back home.  He thought it was adorable and chuckled at her giddy excitement.  She had her hands on the glass looking as the dolphins swim past.  He grabbed her waist turned her around, grabbed her face in his hands and kissed her.  She reached her arms around his neck and kissed him back.  Time seemed to stand still.  It was a quiet afternoon at the aquarium.  The only witnesses to their embrace were the dolphins that they had come to see.  He leaned in and kissed her again briefly.  They took their time as they finished walking through the aquarium.  When they were done, the driver pulled around and picked them up and drove to Izzie's place.

"Beautiful Isabella, can I see you again?" he said as the car pulled up in front of her building.

"I would like that, a lot."

"I have a gala event for work Friday evening.  Would you do me the honor of being my date?"

She thought for a moment, to make sure that she didn't have a performance that night.

"I would be delighted." 

"I will have the car here for you at six o'clock."

"I'll be waiting."

He leaned in and kissed her again. 
"See you later beautiful Isabella."

"See you later Ellington."

He had the driver wait until she was safely inside before he let him pull off.  He waited about ten minutes and sent her a text.

Ellington: Is it crazy that I miss you already?

Izzie: Is it crazy that I miss you back?

Ellington: No, not at all. It's a good thing in my book.

Izzie:  You know you can have your driver turn around.

Ellington: Beautiful Isabella, are you trying to seduce me?

Izzie: Is it working?

Ellington:  Indeed, but I'm trying to be a good boy.

Izzie:  Boo, that's no fun

When did she get so bold,
she thought.

Ellington: May I text you this week?

Izzie: I would be disappointed if you didn’t.

Ellington: I would hate to do that.  Have a wonderful evening Bella Donna.

Izzie:  Good evening Ellington.

Ellington

The next week seemed to take forever.  After leaving Izzie on Sunday, he decided two things.  One, that he was going to continue to see Izzie, he was completely breaking his no relationship rule.  He enjoyed her company and it was refreshing to be around a beautiful woman with goals and ambitions.  He was going to be a good guy, one that she deserved.  Two, he would be that guy right after his visit to, he scrolled through his phone, landed on a name and dialed.  A woman answered.

"Hi Scotty, long time no hear."  It was Jessica.  Yes, he would be that guy right after Jessica. He told her that he was on his way.  She told him the door was open.  Jessica had been around for a while, but never did he allow anything more than a casual screw every now and again and she was the definition of fuckable.  She was 5'10", brunette.  She usually wore her hair in a short bob.  She had hazel eyes and legs that seemed impossibly long, and an ass that could rival J. Lo in her heyday.  Her breasts weren't huge, a B cup probably.  It didn't matter to him because he was an ass man anyway.  She always wore bright red lipstick, which he found sexy as hell, especially when it left a ring around his dick after a blow job.  A reminder of a job well done.  When he got to her place, the door was open just like she promised.  He walked in and she was called out to him, she was in the bedroom.  He'd been there enough to know exactly where it was.  When he walked into her room, she was lying across the bed with nothing but a sheet draped across her.  This wasn't a new situation, she knew when he called exactly what he wanted and she was always happy to oblige.  He wasn't there for small talk or formalities.  He had on a polo that he slipped over his head and tossed it off to the side.  He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his pants and they fell to his ankles.  She began to crawl across the bed toward him allowing the sheet to fall off of her.  He went without boxers that day, so as soon as his pants fell, his hard manhood stood fully erect.  He stood at the edge of the bed and she crawled until she reached him, meeting his cock with her mouth. It was hot and wet and felt so good.  She wrapped one hand around the base of his hard shaft.  She took him in and out of her mouth, while using her hand to stoke him.  She looked up at him with her big hazel eyes and he flinched briefly.  He swore for a split second she was Isabella.  He composed himself before she noticed anything was wrong.  He leaned his head back so he could concentrate on what Jessica was doing.  Damn, she felt good.  She grabbed his ass and pulled him deep down her throat.  He looked down and watched her, as she worked him in and out of her mouth.  She looked up at him again.  Dammit he wished she would stop doing that.  He leaned his head back again, he was about to cum.  He stepped back and told her to turn around he wanted to take her from behind. Truth was he didn't want to look at her face.  Every time she looked at him he saw Isabella.  She crawled around so he could take her.  He already knew she was wet because she was always wet for him.  It was something he loved about her, like an ego boost, she always wanted him.  He plunged deep inside her, hard and fast.  He took her like an animal, she loved it!  She panted and scratched at the sheets, he was in so deep that his nuts were slapping her ass.  Hard and fast, that's what he needed right then.  He needed a good nut and she was just a means to an end.  He pumped faster and faster, Jessica screamed and tried to crawl away.  He grabbed her hips and pulled her back, his breathing sped up and he thrust faster and faster.

"Oh shit Jessica!" She scooted her hips back and he leaned forward, reached underneath and grabbed her tits, he was so deep inside he thought he hit something.  He stopped moving and she wiggled her hips from side to side.  He started to move slowly, all the way and then pulling himself all the way out, he slammed himself in again.  He did that repeatedly a few times, and then he felt her clamp around him, that was such a turn on.  He started to thrust again, gradually increasing until he felt it build up, she moaned and pushed back against him, she matched him thrust for thrust.  He went deep one more time before he pulled out and exploded all over her back.  He walked into her bathroom, turned on her shower, grabbed a towel and wiped off.  He walked back into her bedroom.

"I turned the shower on for you to clean up.  I gotta run!"  He said.

She knew the deal, she never got upset.  That's why she'd been around so long.  When he left, he knew it would be his last casual encounter.  He wanted his beautiful Isabella.  The next morning, after another night of barely any sleep, he woke up, rubbed his tattoo, rolled over grabbed his phone and sent her a text.

Ellington:  Good morning Bella Donna

Izzie:  Good morning handsome.