I didn’t get overloaded often but when I did, music helped. Now, I didn’t know what to do. I was sure Lorenzo wouldn’t understand.
“Baby girl, what’s going on in that brilliant head of yours?”
“I can’t stop thinking.”
“What do you mean?”
“Too much information.”
“Okay,” he said softly, brushing my hair from my face with his hands. “I have an idea, but you will need to trust me. Can you do that? Can you trust me?”
Nodding, I closed my eyes, not caring for what he had planned. My head was about to burst if something didn’t quiet it down soon. I could still feel some of the effects of the drug Luca slipped me running in my system. My body was trying hard to fight it and with everything I learned earlier, I was done. I just wanted to turn off the lights and slip into the darkness.
I opened my eyes, to see Lorenzo kneeling before me again, holding a black silk piece of fabric. Holding it out for me to see, he said, “When I worked with the local fire department, there were a few times when I went out on a call regarding children with special needs. This one kid, a small boy was on sensory overload. His mother was trying everything to calm him down but nothing was working. When he started to hyperventilate, she called us. Since I was the paramedic on call that day, I arrived right before the boy went into a full meltdown. I don’t know why I grabbed it but his mother had a scarf on the coffee table. I tied it around his eyes. That way he could only focus on my voice. Within a few minutes, he started to calm down. I don’t know if this will work for you but I would like to try it. Will you allow me to try?”
I nodded.
Staying perfectly still, Lorenzo tied the black silk piece of fabric around my eyes, cutting off all light around me. I couldn’t see anything. I was in the darkness.
“Now, I want you to listen to my voice. Only hear me. I am going to take your hand and lead you into the bathroom.”
Doing as he said, I focused only on his voice as he led me into the bathroom. It was a strange feeling, not seeing anything but I could hear the running water from the bath and the sound of the wind as it blew through the trees. Off in the distance I could hear the sounds of the city but what really captured my attention was the sounds Lorenzo made as he moved around the bathroom.
I didn’t ask what he was doing. I didn’t want to know and when he put his hands on my waist and gathered up his shirt, pulling it over my head, I felt a fleeting rush of excitement wash over me. Standing in the darkness, naked as he moved about the room, I felt empowered, almost as if I could do anything. It was a heady feeling. Something I had never felt before. The sensual nature of my situation was not lost on me. I wondered what he was thinking. I wished I could see his face. Did he like what he saw? Was I appealing at all to him? My questions were answered when I felt his hand tenderly stroke up my back, moving my hair to the side. I could feel him standing there, his body so close to mine as his hot breath softly blew on my neck. “Trust me.”
I shivered as he gathered me in his arms and carefully lowered me into the warm water and in that instant, I gave myself over to him. Gone was my past, my future. The only thing that mattered was my present, where he and I were alone. Closing my eyes beneath the silk fabric, I gave into my desires and forgot about everything.
With one simple gesture he brought to life a world of sensual eroticism I only ever dreamed about. My whole life I had everything planned, from what I wore to what classes I would take and when. I never bothered dating, not wanting anything to interfere with my research and yet, because of one moment all my plans evaporated. Everything that I planned for meant nothing as I lay there thinking what in the hell I was waiting for. I missed so many life experiences because they didn’t align with my life’s plan. Then I meet a man with no direction but to just live his life. We were total opposites and yet he was the one to show me exactly what I was missing.
I could work my ass off and achieve my goals but, in the end, I would have nothing to show for them except what I contributed to the scientific world. Before, that was enough but now I wondered, was it all worth it? I would be alone. I would never experience that fire, that excitement, that jaw-dropping moment when pleasure exploded. I got a small taste of it when I kissed him on the plane. It was just enough to make me want to explore, to investigate the feeling more. To further that feeling, that desire raging deep inside me, right now with his hands touching and washing my body, I wanted it all.
I wanted all of him.
Leaning my head back against the rim of the tub, I let my body relax as he continued to wash me from head to foot. He took his time, making sure every inch of me was clean. And when it came to my hair, he was gentler, more tender. His patience was refreshing and calming. I quickly realized that there was more to Lorenzo Valentinetti than he let on.
I moaned as his hand moved down my stomach towards my pelvis. “Trust me baby girl. Just breathe and listen to the wind blow through the trees.”
Exhaling, I let my body go limp just as his hand slipped between my legs. The divine nature of my predicament wasn’t lost on me. All I could concentrate on was the feel of his hand between my legs. What his fingers were doing to me.
If seduction was on the menu, I was ravenous.
I gasped as his finger lightly skimmed my sensitive clit. My back arched as I breathed heavily. My heart pounded in my chest so fiercely I wondered if he could actually hear it. My body flushed, heating me all over.
“Trust me.” His soft whispered words were all I heard as he continued to bathe me. He touched every inch of me. His touch was gentle yet sensual and when his hands reached my feet, if I wasn’t already in the water, I would have been a pool of goo on the floor.
The man had seriously misjudged his calling.
“Just relax,” he said, holding my right foot in his hands while he began to massage. I wanted to cry and I would have if my body didn’t feel as if it was building to something explosive. Every inch of my body was heightened. I could feel everything. Every touch had my heart racing harder. Then out of nowhere, his thumb pressed hard into the arch of my foot and my body exploded in waves of pleasure so immense I screamed out, shattering the darkness around me until I was covered in a blinding light.
The next thing I knew, I felt him reaching around me, lifting me out of the tub. A soft billowy cloud wrapped around me as he took his time drying me off. Keeping my eyes closed, I just gave myself over to him, allowing my body to feel everything he was doing to me.
I have never felt so pampered or so well cared for in my entire life. I was curious about what he had planned next when he wrapped the soft towel around me.
I was definitely out of my league when it came to seduction. I thought somewhere in the back of my head that this wasn’t going to end well, that nothing would come of it.
I didn’t want to stop him. I couldn’t because right at this moment, I needed him.
More than he would ever know.