Unworthy (20 page)

     “I need you, Samuel.” My reward is his smile and then he climbs in between my legs where he fits just perfectly. He strokes my cheek and I lean into his touch as I close my eyes and enjoy the sensations of being this close to him.

     “I’m going to make love to you now.” He looks at me as if he is waiting for me to say no, but as much as a part of my inner self is shouting at me, reminding me of what I’m like, that I don’t deserve this man, I can’t allow myself to listen because for once in my life I just want to be selfish and do something that makes me happy.  He watches me, taking me all in, and when I don’t answer and only nod my approval he kisses me yet again and it’s like he has been hungry for me and knows he has me and won’t ever let me go. I feel the tip of his erection at my opening and he very gently eases himself into me. I’m not a virgin, I told him that, but as he stretches and fills me it’s as if I’m losing my virginity for the first time all over again. It hurts just as it did the first time, but his kisses and care for me as he pushes his way inside me make it so much more pleasurable that I can feel a ball of tension building up within my stomach that needs to be released. He’s replacing all those horrible memories with these new ones and I couldn’t be more thankful.

     “You’re so tight, baby. Am I hurting you?”

     “No, please don’t stop, it feels so good.” I wrap my right leg around his waist and I can suddenly feel a finger at my little ball of nerves and the tension in my stomach rises to new levels as he massages and pinches.

     “This is where you belong, Grace, underneath me.” He kisses my lips again and moves down my neck and to my breast where he places a nipple in his mouth and sucks and bites the sensitive area. He does the same with the second and releases both with a pop.

     “We belong together, baby, just you and me.” I don’t allow myself to be affected by those words because deep down I want them to be true and I can’t help, but answer him as the pleasure just keeps rising and rising from deep within me. He keeps grinding away within my walls, in and out, in and out, and I never knew it could be like this.

     “Y…yes.”

     “Yes we do, Samuel.”  I can feel the tension within me twisting around my stomach, just begging for release, and I find I can’t control it any longer when Samuel reaches my ear and whispers magic words I never thought I’d hear or want to.

     “Come with me, baby.” Just like that a switch has been switched and I feel a release so intense that I see fireworks in front of my closed eyes just as Samuel twitches inside me and his body goes stiff as he collapses above me. When we both calm from our releases I open my eyes to see that Samuel is watching me.

     “No more running. No more feeling scared. You’re mine now, Grace, and I will protect you.” With his words all I want to do is trust in him and just once to be given the chance of happiness.

CHAPTER TWENTY THREE

GRACE

     We travel along the motorway, the whole time Samuel has a hard grip of my hand. It doesn’t seem to take long till I see the signs for the airport. When we get there we are driven around the back of one of the terminals straight on to the tarmac and everything is clear of anything except one lone Harding Company aircraft. It’s a beautiful piece of machinery, all white and clean except the black lettering that states the Harding name and I feel like I can really appreciate it this time when I’m not so scared. The car comes to a stop right by the steps that lead to the door of the aircraft. The driver gets out of the car and comes round to open the door and as Samuel gets out he keeps a hold of my hand, never letting go, even for a moment so I can get my balance as I step out of the car. We step up the stairs to the door and we are greeted by a man in a pilot’s uniform.

     “Good morning, Mr. Harding, Miss Ford. We are all clear for take off so if you would like to get comfortable we can get going.”

     “Of course, James. Everything look clear?”

     “Yes, sir. We should have a steady flight.” Samuel leads me through into the cabin and I notice how the interior is all pale, but the seats are beautiful black leather that looks so comfortable and inviting. There must be about twelve seats altogether in groups of two with black tables in the middle. I watch as Samuel takes off his jacket and hands it to a stewardess who comes over to greet us.

     “Mr. Harding. Miss Ford. Can I get you anything before takeoff?”

     “No, thank-you Helen, we won’t need anything till later.”  She takes Samuel’s jacket and mine and I watch yet another perfect figure walk away from me. I can sense Samuel lean into me as he whispers into my ear.

     “She’s not as beautiful as you.” He gestures for me to take a seat at the front of the plane and he takes the one next to me. He looks so comfortable in this world, a world I have no doubt he controls and excels at and I can’t help, but wonder how I would fit into all of this. I can feel his hand return to mine just as he leans over to strap me in and then do the same to himself.

     “You’re not nervous are you? This is nothing after what we’ve done.”

     “Do you mean when you made me jump out of a plane?”

     “You loved it, it wasn’t that bad. Besides you’re still here aren’t you?”

     “That’s not the point and you know it.” Such a confident ass that if I didn’t have such intense feelings for him, it would make me hate him. Once we are both settled the captain comes on the loudspeaker to say we are getting ready to depart. Samuel keeps a hold of my hand the whole time as I try to take in deep breaths in an attempt to control my fear. I can hear the engines come alive beneath me and as the plane leaves the safety of the runway I feel the blood within me leave my head as I am pushed back into my seat. Soon I take a glance out of the window and I can see the beauty of Italy underneath as we travel through the cotton wool-like clouds. Within minutes the captain comes back on to say we can move around within the cabin. I can sense rather than see Samuel’s relief as he takes off his seat belt and does the same to me. He stands up before me with a hand pulled out for me to take.

     “Come.” The look he gives me leaves no room for question and I let him lead me through the cabin. We come to two doors. He points to the right with just one word.

     “Bathroom.” Then he walks to the other door and opens it just as he pushes me through with a need I have never seen in him before. I step into the room with Samuel behind me, leading the way, and I can see a bed dominates the small space. The bed is much smaller than I’m used to seeing in this man’s presence, but the amount of cushions and comforters makes the bed look just as comfortable as if we were at the Ritz. The walls of the room are just the same as the cabin, but the colors on the bed give the room an added presence I didn’t think could exist in such a situation.

     “I’ve always wanted sex on a plane.” He begins to trace his fingers up my arms to down my breast to then the hem of my top where he grasps and begins to pull it up my stomach to up over my head. He turns me around so that I am now facing him and leans in ever so slightly and runs kisses down my neck to my collarbone, where he licks and sucks at the bone that resides there.

     “Do you trust me?” He asks, searching my eyes for an answer he will like.

     “Yes. Yes, I do.”

     “Good.” He goes down to his knees where he takes one leg and then the other as he removes my flat pumps. His hands lie flat against the outside of my calves and he very slowly raises them up till he gets to my waist, his eyes watching me as he does it, waiting for a reaction. His fingers go to the waist band of my leggings as he begins to pull them down and I quickly give away a sigh as I remember I have matching underwear on, thank God. He helps to take my leggings off and I am standing there in just my underwear as he watches me wrap my arms around myself.

      “Never hide, Grace, you’re too beautiful.” His hands take a firm grip of mine and he slowly removes them from around me so they are loose around my sides like a dead weight.

      “So beautiful and all mine.” he whispers just as his lips come crashing to my stomach, as he nibbles at the fat that rests there. The sensation is overwhelming as both his hands trace up my waist to around my back where he begins to remove my breast from my bra. I can’t help, but moan as his fingers find both nipples and start to pinch them into little pebbles. His touch is firm and hard as his fingers work around my breasts, causing the fire within me to alight at this simple touch. He suddenly bites at the flesh above my knickers and my feet become unsteady, but Samuel is there to hold me straight as he moves his hands slowly down to my knickers and removes them at a slow pace, causing me to want him even more than I did.

     “Please, Samuel.” He looks up from his place on the floor with an innocent grin while a lone finger finds its home at my clit, rubbing it till it feels like it’s on fire.

     “What, baby?”

     “I need you.” I say with as much conviction as I can. I need him inside me. I need him to yet again remove the pain that has been there for too many years. Only he can medicate my heat in a way that I know possible and each time I have him I need more. He’s my drug of choice and once I’ve had it all I want is more.

     “You trust me?”

     “Yes. Please.”  I trust him more than words can say and the mere thought confuses me as I never thought that that would be a possibility for little old me. He removes the thought when he stands up before me, crushing his lips on mine just as his fingers pinch my clit and I moan into his mouth as a mountain of pleasure comes falling down all around me. Before I know what has happened he has removed both hands from my body and I can feel the cold against my lonely body as I watch him remove his top blinding me with the beauty that is his muscled chest. I can’t control the need to lick all those muscles and play with his piercing as it sits there on this fine specimen of a man, but before I can proceed Samuel steps towards me and pushes me to against the bed. Once I feel the bed behind my shaky legs he pushes me onto it and then kneels over me where he pulls me up further so my head is on a pillow. He grabs hold of both my wrists with one of his hands where he pulls them above me and in a flash I see him pull out some rope from his pocket and tie my wrists together to the bed post. I breathe heavily as I watch him get up from the bed and remove his jeans and boxers. His cock is standing to attention, just waiting for Samuel to push him deep inside me and fill me with his seed. His hands grab my ankles and pull them apart and I watch as he approaches my core like an animal searching for its next feed and then he’s licking my core from my anus to my clit like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted.

     “So wet! You like this, you naughty girl.” And then he uses his hand as he slaps my delicate area and I can’t help, but arch my back at the pleasure it gives me. He forces a finger into me and I can feel him massage my inner walls as he uses more digits. He reaches my special area deep within me and it’s as if he’s reached the tip of my womb. His fingers are relentless as he keeps massaging and it’s as if I need to pee. All of a sudden the pleasure erupts from deep within me and I arch my back as I feel fluid soak my core. My whole body shakes and I can’t control it as Samuel’s tongue laps up my core.

     “You’re so sweet. Just like honey.” He lies above me and kisses my lips and I can taste myself on him, I can feel the tip of him at my entrance and he slowly enters me. He goes in and out of me with a gentle rhythm and I can feel him get harder, but then he pulls out and doesn’t return as he moves off the bed.

What have I done?

I knew I would never be good enough for him.

     “Not enough, I need more.” And with those words he flips me over so I am laying on my stomach.

     “Raise that bum.” He says, as he gives me a slap and then I can feel him behind me and he thrusts with all his might deep within me. He keeps going with such force I feel he is going to rip me in two, but the pleasure is too good. He leans forward slightly and that makes him go in deeper as he bites down on my shoulder blade and I can’t help, but scream his name.  One of his hands reaches around my mouth and he pushes my whole head up as he continues to thrust into me as my back arches in pleasure.

     “Shhhh, my love.” He holds me like that for what seems like ages while pounding in to me with as much force as when he started. I can feel him stiffen from deep within me as his thrusts become slower with his own orgasm. He collapses on top of me and then turn us both so we are spooning and while in his arms I can’t help, but fall asleep.

SAMUEL

     I must have dosed off because I slowly feel myself wake up with my arms wrapped around her. I can feel her steady breathing and I know that she is asleep. I can’t believe where the last twenty fours hours have taken me. When I saw that letter on my desk yesterday morning I was sure I had lost her.  I knew I had scared her when I had told her I wanted her to come to New York with me and meet my parents. I had scared myself, but the longer I had thought about it, the more it just seemed like the next step. I have never had the urge to introduce anyone to my family before, but with Grace I know it feels right, like it is where she is meant to be. There is something special about her that calls to me and tells me she is the one I could have a future with. I find that the more time I spend with her the more I want that future with her.  She makes me feel things that no other female has made me feel before and I know that I fell for her as soon as I met her. I am in love with her, I am in love with Grace, and I want to tell the whole world, but I know that there is no way she is ready to hear my declaration or even for me to tell anyone. I will have to be careful, one false move and my worst fears could come true. I could lose the one woman I want to spend my life with. When I first met her I felt the way I did with any other woman, I wanted her in my bed, but even then when I didn’t know her I knew there was something about her that made her special. The urge to have her in my bed became something else; I wanted to know what that special something was. I still don’t know what it is, maybe it is just how she is, the way she is and how she lives her life and that speaks to me in ways I never thought possible. She isn’t like the women I normally spend my time with and I find that so refreshing. It is nice to spend time with someone who isn’t worried about how she looks or how much she can get me to spend on her.  Of course there is still the matter of the other reason I was here, for my uncle. As soon as I introduce her to my dad and uncle they will know, and I just don’t know how Grace will react. I mean, I could be wrong, but something deep in my gut keeps telling me that I’m not, that Grace is the person my uncle has been searching for years.