Renzo (The Ciprianos of Kellington) (15 page)

She ended up twirling
around for him to see all of her. “How do I look?”

All he could do was
look at her, for the first time in years; Renzo Cipriano had been rendered
speechless. He made his way toward her with corsage in hand. When he finally
opened his mouth he told her, “This is for you.”

She looked down at it
still smiling when he opened the container to take out the orchid. Taking her
hand, he slid the beautiful flower on her wrist as she told him, “Why thank
you, it’s beautiful. I haven’t gotten a corsage since prom.”

“I thought that I’d
make this special. I decided to give you something a bit different and out of
the ordinary as far as a flower. I’m sorry I didn’t say anything when you asked
me how you looked. Honestly you took my breath away when you came in. You look
absolutely stunning this evening, Jaslyn. Doesn’t she look stunning, Mom?”

His mom had gotten up to
see as well. “You look absolutely picturesque. I just read that in my book when
it described the heroine and you absolutely look just that. You two enjoy your
evening together.” She kissed them both on the cheek before they made their way
to the door and onto their evening together.

The drive to Shelley
took about an hour or so. During which time, Jaslyn was still trying to get
information out of him. “I don’t know why you keep asking me where we are
going, sweetheart, but we are almost at our destination.”

“Your mother was right,
you are a steel trap.”

Renzo laughed. “I told
you I wasn’t going to let you know what my plans for us this evening were. I
swear you are too funny trying to grill me like you have. But we will have a
wonderful time, you’ll see.”

“If you planned it, I
know we’ll have a great time.”

Renzo was lucky to have
known the owner of the restaurant where he’d gotten last minute reservations.
They had both helped each other from time to time when it was needed. When he
had called Andre to let him know of his plan, Andre jumped at the opportunity
to making everything he wanted right.

Shelley was a small
town like Kellington, full of history along with quaint little shops and
restaurants. It was also known for the annual Shelley Art Festival held in September.
Going along the main street into town, Renzo saw the sign for
La Cote Basque.
He pulled into the small parking lot. A valet immediately opened up Jaslyn’s
door to help her out. Renzo walked over, taking her by the hand as they walked
up the small stairway into the restaurant.

“Welcome to
La Cote Basque
, do you have
reservations, sir?” asked the maître de.

“Yes, we do, under the
name Cipriano.” They looked on watching the man scanning over the list that was
on the podium. “Ah, yes, Mr. Cipriano, here you are.” Grabbing two brown
leather bound menus, he motioned for the couple to follow him.

Renzo watched her smile
sweetly at him while walking through the tables of people, making their way
toward the back away from the main dining area. “Where are we going?” she asked
him.

“Oh, you’ll see.” They
soon came upon a large but beautiful glass door with words etched in French
that stated, ‘
Entre
deux
coeurs
qui
s'aiment
,
nul
besoin
de paroles
.’

“Excuse me but what do
the words say?” Jaslyn asked.

“Oh, it means ‘Two
hearts in love need no words,’
madame
, it’s by
Marceline
Desbordes-Valmore
.” He opened the door to
reveal a softly lit balcony illuminated with candles. A table big enough to seat
two people comfortably was set with beautiful gold rimmed china along with
golden table wear. Everything looked so beautiful Renzo thought and he could
see the tears well up in her eyes when she looked upon what was before her.

“It’s beautiful. I’ve
never seen anything like this before.” They both walked out onto the balcony.
The maître de pulled out the chair for her to sit down in and Renzo sat in his
as they were both handed their menus. “When you are ready to order or if you
need anything, just press the button and your waiter will be on his way. Would
you like to have your wine right now or would you like to wait until your
meal?”

“Yes, I think we will
have our wine right now.” When he left, Renzo scooted over closer to Jaslyn,
reaching over to wipe one tear, then another, with his thumb. He kissed her
softly on the lips and was about to get even more into it when a waiter came
with their bottle of wine. “Excuse me. I’m sorry for interrupting you, monsieur
and madame.” He opened the bottle of wine, pouring a bit into Renzo’s glass for
him to taste. Once he did, he nodded in agreement as the young man poured both
glasses.

“Here is to happiness,
health, and new beginnings for the both of us,” Renzo announced with a raised
glass.

“To new beginnings,”
Jaslyn repeated as both their glasses clinked.

* * * *

Jaslyn was completely
overwhelmed with emotion while they drank their red wine. He had brought her to
this wonderful private oasis for just them. The flicker of the flame in the
glass candleholders brought out a warm ambiance on the balcony. They must have
been on the other side of the building, she thought, because instead of looking
out onto the street and people walking by, they were facing the lake and some
kind of open area. The moon rippled along the water letting off a beautiful
lunar glow along the horizon. Never had she seen anything that took her breath
away as this.

She decided to order
the
Bouillabaisse
while Renzo ordered
the
Beef Bourguignon
. Sipping on her
wine, Jaslyn would notice when he looked at her. Smiling she asked, “What?”

He leaned over kissing
her cheek, nuzzling softly against her. “I just can’t stop looking at how
beautiful you are tonight.” His voice was low, sensual and made her cross her
legs to keep from squealing. God, she wondered if he realized what the power of
just his voice did to her.

“I’m just glad to be
here with you tonight, this whole evening is starting off to be wonderful.”

“Well, we still have
plenty more in store for us tonight. I know you’ll love it.” His lips touched
her temple, sending goose bumps over her body. Her nipples grew erect when
those lips trailed along her neck with nips from his teeth. An arm went around
her waist, pulling her close as he bite her neck. Gasping for air, Jaslyn’s
arms surrounded his shoulders, her hands running through his hair while their
embrace grew even more feverish. “We can’t be doing this, Renzo,”

He continued to nibble
his way toward her ear. His hand captured her breast squeezing it softly when
he asked, “What are we doing wrong?”

“You know exactly what
we are doing wrong, silly.” They both found themselves snickering, but he
continued what he was doing before, making her hot.

“I better stop then. We
can continue this later on,” Renzo assured her with a wink. “It’s beautiful out
here isn’t it?”

“You picked out the perfect
place for us to have dinner. We really need to come back again soon.”

“How about we do
this…since you suggested it…why don’t we do the same thing we are doing tonight
every year on this date. It will be the anniversary of our first date
together.”

“I think that sounds
like a wonderful idea,” Jaslyn told him kissing him soundly on the lips. Their
dinner continued with eating a wonderful meal, drinking delicious wine, and
plenty of kissing in between.

After they had their
dinner, they headed out of Shelley, which Jaslyn thought was odd since they had
just arrived. “Where are we headed to now?”

“I swear you are the
most questioning woman I’ve ever met in my entire life.” He chuckled for a
moment as they finally came upon a sign that said
Overton Cottages and Inn
. They slowly pulled up toward the main
entrance and stopped in front of the well-lit building. “Stay here, I’ll be
right back.” He got out of the car, walking his way toward the entrance and
then inside.

“Looks like we are
going to be staying here then,” she said to herself, waiting patiently for him
to come back. It was no more than five minutes later when he came out with a smile
on his face as he got into the car. “Lucky number seven.” He handed her a key
with a number seven on the gold plated key tag. They drove toward a road that
was hidden off to the side of the building by some trees. Once they made their
way through the trees, they started to come across cottages, each one different
from the next. Most consisted of wooden structures and some were made with
thatched roofs and stone. When they finally came to their cottage, Jaslyn
noticed it was bigger than the ones she had seen before.

It was a beautiful
place,
she thought when they got out to look over the
structure. The cottage was made of beautiful oak wood with a small porch that
had two Adirondack chairs sitting close by each other. A large window covered
with a curtain accented the lovely abode. “What do you think of it, darling?”
Jaslyn heard him ask while he brought their bags from the trunk.

“Oh, Ren, it’s
beautiful. I can’t wait to see the inside,” she told him making her way toward
the door with key in hand. But she was stopped when he ran up to her taking the
keys. “Why’d you do that?”

“Because you can’t go
inside just yet, sweetheart. Sit here while I go and put the bags inside,”
Renzo said as he quickly got inside the cottage, leaving her on the porch. She
stood there waiting for him to come back. She heard something coming from up
the road. She couldn’t make out what it was, but soon she saw a pair of horses
trotting their way toward the cottage. “Renzo, come here!” she shouted.

When he came out, she
saw the smile on his face as he closed the door behind him. “Come, sweetheart,
your carriage waits.” Taking her by the hand, they walked over to the carriage,
something that Jaslyn hadn’t done in ages. He graciously helped her in first
then he got in, sitting right next to her. Soon they were on their way, looking
up into the trees while the moonlight cast a beautiful glow over the forest. “I
can’t believe you did all of this for me, Renzo.”

“I would do anything to
make you happy, Jaslyn. I love to make you smile and hear you laugh. It brings
me joy to do all of this for you and the evening isn’t over with this carriage
ride. We have one other place we are going to go to before we head back to the
cottage.”

“This night is full of
surprises and I can’t wait to see what else you have for me.” Giving him a kiss
on the cheek, they snuggled close to each other as the driver continued along
the path.

* * * *

Renzo reached up to
pull the hood down over them for a bit of privacy from the driver. There was a
small plastic window above for them to still look up at the sky. He gazed upon
her lovely face, her eyes sparkled at him with such happiness that Renzo
immediately reached over to kiss her lips. The contact of their lips only
heightened his senses. Every part of him wanted her right then and there, but
he had to calm himself. He could have her once they got back to the cottage,
but when her fingers ran along his thigh, his hands held her face even more.
His cock grew hard in his pants as her fingers inched their way toward him.
Finally she grabbed hold of him, squeezing and massaging his cock. “
Mmmm
, you better
stop before you can’t finish what you start,
mia
colomba
.”

She nudged his cheek,
continuing with her massage of his cock. “But you are enjoying how I am making
you feel. You’re so hard, Ren, so very hard.” Her voice was seductively low
against his ear which made him lay back, enjoying this moment.

“You are going to get
yourself into so much trouble later for doing this to me right now.”

“Oh I think I can
handle it. I’m a big girl.” Slowly his zipper came undone and he groaned when
her nimble fingers reached in to grab hold of his cock. He saw her looking over
toward the driver, who kept his eyes on the road in front the entire time.
“Keep watch,” she told him as she went down on him. Her warm mouth and tongue
tasted his hard cock. It took all of him to keep his mouth shut as he made sure
the rider wasn’t looking back to watch what was going on behind him. He wanted
to run his fingers through her hair, but instead he held her shoulders watching
her lovely head bob up and down along his cock. She didn’t make a sound, not a
slurp or moan. But the suction of her lips and tongue playing with his cock
only made him bite deeper onto his lip to keep from moaning himself. “Keep it
going, baby,” he whispered. “I’m going to come hard if you keep this up.” He
wanted to move his hips, moan out her name…something to let her know how much
he was enjoying this. But he couldn’t do a thing, while he watched her. The
buildup was too much for him to bear and immediately he leaned further back,
raising his hips just a bit from the seat. His eyes closed tight while his cock
pulsated deep within her mouth, releasing
himself
.

When his body slowly
but surely calmed down, he looked to see the driver still looking forward.
Sweat covered his brow and face as he watched her sit back up as if that
quickie she gave him never even happened. “You clever little minx, don’t think
I don’t plan on getting back at you for that.”