Free All That I Need (Secret Desires) by Ava Catori Page A

how much we lucked out.
    Walking through the door transported you into an outdoor type of environment. They pulled it off so well. Lining the wall were porch like structures that you stepped up to, lined with railing and hanging plants. Each wall in the restaurant looked like gorgeous outdoor porch dining.
    Large fan back chairs gave an air of privacy to each table, and looking up the ceiling was arched and painted a soft blue with white, fluffy clouds. It was magical and such a surprise.
    From the outside, it looked like any other building at the shore, a wooden sided structure, with a simple sign. The inner walls looked like the outside of a house, with yellow siding and window murals painted in, so it looked like you were looking inside of a house, but were sitting outside. The illusion was spectacular.
    The smells of warm, fresh bread filled the dining room, mixed with hints of mouthwatering creations. I inhaled deeply, enjoying the aroma of culinary delights.
    Music played lightly in the background, almost non-existent, to buffer the sounds of people talking.
    Hearing the specials, it was a hard choice. There were five meals offered each night, entirely the chef’s choosing and changed day to day. We opted for pasta dish with seafood. There were bits of shredded lobster, chunks of crab, massive shrimp, and the most incredible creamy garlic butter sauce drizzled over the angel hair pasta beneath the seafood. I almost went with the Surf and Turf, but was thrilled with my choice. It was heavenly.
    Everything was cooked to perfection. After our meal we shared gourmet sorbet in mango and orange passion fruit flavors, an exquisite touch at the end of our dining experience. Lingering over the last of our wine, we talked quietly about nothing of importance. It was casual and comfortable between us, though I couldn’t quite put my finger on it. It seemed like there was something more – something he didn’t want to tell me.
    I pushed it from my mind, afraid I’d ruin the weekend with my insistent need to know every detail, even when he didn’t want to share. I reminded myself he’d tell me when he was ready. Enjoy the weekend, don’t let it slip away .
    Returning to the bed and breakfast, Austin took my hand as we walked in. He was warm and charming this evening, and yet I still had the nagging feeling like there was… stop it, stop it. Let it go .
    Wrapping me in his arms, we swayed to non-existent music, sharing a tender moment.
    “Do you know how much I love you?” A soft smiled spread across his face.
    “How much,” I asked, playing his game.
    “More than the moon and stars,” he went on.
    I pressed my face into Austin’s neck, “I love when we’re like this, close together.”
    “Me too,” he pulled me back slightly, so he could look into my eyes. “I’m so glad we came here.”
    I nodded, “I think we needed some time alone.”
    “I think we should take advantage of that time alone,” he grinned, giving his next move away.
    I kissed him and laughed, “Do you now?”
    “I do,” he said scrambling to the bed, and patting it. “Care to join me?”
    “More than you know.”
    We undressed, and for a moment in time I forgot about my body and got lost in our sexual dance.
    “Come here, you,” he said, reaching out for my hand, pulling me close. I stood between his legs as he sat on the bed.
    Austin played with my breasts which were near his face, and as his hands slowly stroked my bottom, I felt the first quick spank. A succession of small spanks followed, and closing my eyes, the heat of passion rose up in me. Small gasps and moans slid between my lips.
    I forgot how good it felt to have my bottom flush from the paddle of his hands. My cheeks got warm and tingly under his touch, and what started as a tender and soft moment, quickly grew heated and full of lust.
    Each spank brought about a slight sting, but it was oddly arousing, and as he played I felt the dampness between my legs increasing. I