Free New Encounters by Helena Smith Page B

do is make you happy and look after you. I do not want you spending 40 hours a week at a minimum working somewhere that you do not like. Thats a waste of time. You only live once’
    ‘Yeah... I suppose you’re right. Thank you Robert. All I can say is Thank you’.
    He puts his hand on my leg as we drive along the motorway and enter into Scotland. The sun is still shining. A few hours goes by and we are in rural scotland. The journey goes by in a daze. I am a millionaire and have the man of my dreams. We pull up to a castle that looks like it is straight out of fairy tale. Which in a way is accurate of how I feel right now. I really do feel like a princess. Robert is looking at me as he turns off the ignition.
    ‘What are you smiling at Miss Stone’
    ‘I feel like a princess’
    ‘Good. Thats what you are’
    He leans over to kiss me and then we get out of the car. The porter came out to get our bags and we checked in very quickly. We have the biggest suite decked out with a four poster bed, a jacuzzi and a lounge. This is definitely The Life. It feels good to be standing after such a long journey. Out of our window we can see the loch and the sun that is starting to set is reflecting off the water. It looks so peaceful and at ease with itself.
     
    ‘We are going down for dinner at 7pm, so we should start getting ready now.’
    I go for a shower and pull on my black trousers and black lace top, and decide to add some colour with my accessories. Robert looks equally smart/casual and we go downstairs and have a drink at the bar before we go into the dining hall. There are some other couples mingling around and a couple of guys that look like they have just returned from the golf course.
     
    Dinner was lovely and hit the spot. I didn’t realise how hungry I was, but I was conscious of not over eating. I am hoping that there is going to be some activity in the bedroom tonight. In fact... there better be.
     
    When we got into the bedroom after a nightcap at the bar, I headed for the bathroom to get ready for bed. My heart is thumping hard with anticipation and nerves. I pull on my satin nightie, and brush my teeth. Looking at myself in the mirror I try to reassure myself. Walking back through to the bedroom, Robert is stood pouring us both a glass of pink champagne. He turns and stares at me, walking over towards me slowly he hands me a glass. I take a long sip, but I feel like necking it one for more dutch courage. He takes the glass from my hand and puts it down on the table. He cups my face in his hand and kisses me oh so gently on my lips. The kiss gets harder and one of his hands is on my back and moving down to my bum. Squeezing my bum as he kisses me I know already that I am definitely getting some action tonight. He moves his lips down to my neck and gently kisses and licks my neck. It’s enough to send me over the edge already. His fingers are stroking my nipples gently over my nightie and they go hard within seconds.
     
    As we kiss again I unbutton his shirt and his chest is defined, with some hair on it but just the right amount. I run my fingers over his chest and his breath quickens. In a swift movement he has taken my nightie off and has me on the bed. Leaning over me and kissing me his skin against mine. I undo his belt and loosen his trousers, he shrugs them off effortlessly. His fingers are once more playing with my nipple and his mouth is gently teasing the other. My fingers are weaved into his hair. I don’t know how much more I can take. I want him. I move my hand down and find his erection, big and strong like him. I run my fingers gently over him, up and down his shaft and he reacts just like I want him to..... he lets out a gasp. His finger traces a line down my body, and slips inside me with easy.
    ‘your so wet Bella. So ready for me’
    ‘I am wet for you’.
     
    He finds my sweetest spot. Circling it slowly and lightly. He moves down my body and his head is quickly down there. His tongue