Page 20 of Seen By Larabe
“Oh. His name sounds like the chef we had back in Cuba.”
“Ha. Riel a chef? Yeah, he will get a kick out of that. No, he is a retriever like me, but he is Cuban. His family is from Bauta.” The entire time he has been talking all I have been doing is picturing him with his clothes off. Something about these last few days have made me extra horny.
“So how much time do we have?” I asked him, dropping the straps of my swim top.”
“That depends. What do you have in mind?” he loosens his trunks, and they fall to the floor. His cock is hard and strained looking letting me know I am not the only one who is feeling so ready to fuck.
“Everything.” I undo the strings on the side of my bottoms and lay back on the bed. Well, we were late for the party.
Smiling as the memories move on, I grab a cup of tea, open the back door and look up when I hear the telltale beep of the door chime which is part of the alarm system that goes to the main house and to Larabee’s phone.
Right now, I am staring at the garden, breathing in the flowers and the fragrant wind. The sun is shining on my skin and my eyes are closed. Right now, in this moment, is the first time in my life where I see possibilities and a future.
I spend another half hour or so outside before coming back in to shower and get dressed. When I put my cup in the sink I hear my cell phone that he got me beginning to ring. Smiling, I shake my head at the ringtone he gave himself.
“Hey you!” I say, walking into the bedroom.
“Hey angel. How was your morning tea? Are you enjoying the time to yourself?” My body lights up whenever he calls me that.
“I am actually. But, I was about to shower and go up to the other house. See who's around. Since this is my home now I want to get comfortable around everyone. You know?”
“That sounds like a good idea angel. Only, don’t shower. I left you on edge for a reason and I want it to stay that way. Tell me you understand.” My nipples bead at the tone of his voice. There is something about him telling me what to do and protecting me that makes me feel all tingly.
“I understand, Lar.” I wonder if he can tell I am basically panting on this side of the phone. My body temperature has gone up a hundred degrees.
“That’s my good girl.” Shit. I am trying to squeeze my clit by clamping my legs together, but no amount of artificial pressure is going to fix what he controls.
“When are you coming back?” He chuckles and clicks his tongue.
“Are you whining and pouting, Piccola?” Hell. I think I am.
“No. Just asking a question.” Now, I sound bratty.
“I will be back in a few hours, greedy. I have to go. Be good, baby. I love you.”
Now my nipples are tingling. “I love you too.” As soon as he hangs up I take a deep breath and exhale.
Since I can't shower and I am already dressed from this morning, I decide to just grab some sandals, the house keys and my phone and I am out.
I love the walk to the front. Some might imagine it to be a normal walk up a gravel driveway, but they have adorned it with gardens and manmade lakes and birdbaths. It's gorgeous and scenic.
Once I get to the main house, I am unsure if I should ring the bell or walk in. I spend too much time debating I guess because the next thing I know Aurora is opening the door smiling at me.
“Couldn’t decide if you wanted to come in or not?” I shake my head trying to not offend her.
“No it’s not that. I didn’t know if I should ring the bell or not.”
“Ah I see,” she says moving out of the way and nodding for me to come in. “Let’s clear this up now. You’re family now. Feel free to walk in. This space is family space. All business is handled in the southernmost part of the downstairs. You are welcome there as well, but it is pretty boring. The front and middle of the house is the family/living space where we converge, eat, laugh, play, watch movies and overall hang out. Anything private takes place in my family suite which is on the third floor. The middle floor is for overnight guests.” Wow.
“Okay. Good to know.”
“Now, you are just in time. My two sisters and both my cousins in law are here. We are having an impromptu girls' day.”
“Oh. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude. I will just go back to…” I begin to flee suddenly hit with a set of nerves and like I am being another. I can feel the tears forming and I am mortified. I turn quickly to go back when her hand latch son to my wrist. I can’t bring myself to look at her.
“Satine, please look at me.” Shaking my head I continue to cry in silence, hit with so much emotion and shame because I don’t know how I am supposed to be in public. I never had the experience of being around others. I have been a nuisance my entire life that now I feel like a bug no matter where I am. Well, except for when I am with Larabee. I know I fit with him. I know where I belong. “Satine please.” Slowly I look into her eyes and see compassion. “You are never a bother or an intruder. You are my family and always welcome. All I meant was that you are in time to join us. The girls have been dying to meet you, but Cain wanted to keep you all to himself for a while.” That brings a smile to my face. I know she is telling the truth because he said it out loud.
“I’m sorry. Being around people that are not men with guns is new to me.”