No Strings (Broken Strings) (6 page)

Exhaling a breath, his gaze fell to her breasts, heavy and
certainly more than a handful. Bending his knees slightly so his was mouth was
more level he nuzzled at the outer circle of the each nipple, making soft
satisfying noises as he did so.  All the time, Indi’s hands were flexing in and
out of his hair as her breathing rate became more rapid with each intake of
air, her head tilted back.

The noises increased as Indi’s hands roamed from his hair
downwards to his hard muscular stomach and further to where his hair started to
thicken as it disappeared beyond the waistband of his low riding short. Pushing
down the waistband of his shorts, his thick penis sprung free from the
restrictive material.

The feel of her palm wrapped around him, gliding up and down
almost made him spill his seed there and then.  “Climb on the bed, baby.  I
can’t take it anymore. I have to be inside of you.”

As she positioned herself in the middle of the bed, Grey
made fast work of pushing his shorts fully down his legs and almost ripping the
t-shirt from his torso in anticipation of sinking his flesh inside her core.

“There are some condoms in the drawer.” She croaked as she
stared intently at his erection bouncing to attention as he climbed on the bed,
intent on positioning himself over her body.

Leaning over, he pulled the drawer out and found the silver
foil packet he needed if he were going to get to fulfil his urge anytime soon. 
Fumbling with it for a few moments, he was finally sheathed with protection and
poised above her quivering body.

Placing his powerful arms either side of her torso, he
levered himself up above her aroused body while guiding her legs to spread
wider so allowing him to slide between them. Moving one of his hands between
her legs, he inhaled sharply at the sensation of his rock-hard cock pressing
against her wet folds.

“Fuck Grey, please I need you now.” Her whimpering begging
was his undoing. Any hesitancy he might have felt dissipating with those words.

Tilting his hips forward her dewy slickness eased his length
into her core with just one thrust; he concentrated on her face throughout the
motion wanting to enjoy the look of pleasure etched on her features.

Indi moaned lustfully as he filled her perfectly. He stopped
moving allowing her muscles to adjust around him while enjoying the sensation
of being deep inside this irresistible woman.

“God, baby you feel so tight.” He whispered, leaning down to
give her a passionate kiss as he started to thrust forward in slow, deep
thrusts as her muscles began to tremble and unclench as she relaxed beneath
him.

Indi instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist,
encouraging him to increase the tempo of his thrusts. Her eyes were closed, her
breath ragged as the momentum of his fullness rubbing in and out ripped
ever-increasing volumes of pleasure from her lips.

They were soon lost in the daze of thrusting to a mutual
rhythm as she reached the height of her rapture, hearing her utter his name in
a sexy growl of euphoria caused him to spill his seed deep within her.

Although Grey had been with ceaseless stream of woman since
the band had hit the high times, he'd never felt anything so extreme before,
the feel of her skin, the sensation of being buried deep inside her was
intoxicating and addictive as he made love to her for a second and third time
in quick succession.

That afternoon and evening together set a precedent for the
next week, they would rise early before most tourists would dream of going
exploring. It allowed them spontaneous moments of privacy when their erogenous
zones gained a pleasure workout out in the open. Lunch always would be prepared
and on the beach when they returned, followed by a leisurely swim in the sea,
and a private dinner for two in her villa. 

The second week of their time started much the same as the
first. They were going to explore the idea of visiting Mount Etna and Cefalu
that he’d made at their initial dinner together. 

Grey would tell her no more than they were taking a tour of
Etna itself, and some of the towns at the base of the mountain.  She wanted to
start purchasing some rustic gifts for her sisters.

“Why are we turning off here?” Indi asked as they sat in the
back of the car being driven by one of Grey’s bodyguards, which had suddenly
turned off the road, and onto on a dirt track. “Should we not have continued on
the main road for some more miles?”

“I’ve arranged an alternative method of transportation for
us, for the rest of the way to Etna.”

“Alternative?”

“I think you will receive your answer if you look out the
window when we reach the corner in front."  He indicated a collection of
farm-like buildings up ahead, around which the dirt track veered off to the
left to circumvent them.

Horses of varying colours and size stood outside their
stalls, with bags of hay ready for the munching while their manes and coats
were brushed down by several stable hands.  A look of astonishment spread over
Indi’s face as it dawned on her what the alternative transportation method
would be as she took in the hive of the activity in the stable-yard.  “You mean
we’re going trekking up Etna on a horse?”  Indi said with uncertainty, not
realising such a thing was even possible.

“Yes, some of the way at least, there is a lot of scenic
farmlands with olive groves and vineyards.  A week of riding would do it more
justice, but I thought you would enjoy a taste of the experience since you said
you had ridden well since you were a child.”

Indi reached over, and squeezed his hand, “Thank you, this
is fabulous.”  She was extremely touched by the gesture. He was continually
surprising her with his thoughtfulness regarding what she wanted to do each
day. She was unable to stop herself from opening her heart to him more and
more. Every time he made such a gesture, she had to stop and remind herself
this was just a holiday romance with a rock star she had worshipped for years. 
Even now a week into their dalliance she couldn’t believe she was involved with
him.  He had a way of making her feel so remarkable that she had not even given
any thought to the pain she had left behind.

The trail they were taking would cover the craters created
by old lava flows from a 1980 eruption, passing through a wooded area of pine
and larch in the territory of Castiglione di Sicilia, then onto the northern
slopes of the volcano giving spectacular views of the Alcantara valley. 

Due to both of them having long legs and tall frames, each of
them was given a sixteen-hand Sicilian and Arab crossbreed.  It was just going
to be a private party of the four of them, along with their guide.  The party
rode with the guide in front, Grey and Indi side by side, and Adam and Hayden
hanging back slightly, giving them some privacy for their conversations while
still keeping their employer safe from all potential security breaches. 

The first part of the ride had lasted for three hours before
they stopped for a swift picnic lunch provided by the horse riding company. 
Indi took the opportunity to take a barrage of photos with her film SLR camera;
she preferred the ability to develop her own pictures the old-fashioned way, in
contrast to digital pictures on a memory card, although she did use a digital camera
as a backup on occasion. 

After their break for lunch, they spent another two hours
passing through fragrant pine, and oak woodlands, until they reached a boutique
chalet hotel where they would be spending the night.

Indi was disconcerted by this part of the trip as she’d not
brought any nightclothes with her, originally thinking they would be only gone
for the day. 

“I’ve nothing with me.”  Indi said uncomfortably as they
stood in the reception area waiting to check in.  Her beautiful face was horror
stricken as she found the idea of wearing the same clothes two days in a row
incomprehensible to her girlish sensibilities. 

“Don’t worry, I planned ahead for you.”  Grey beamed
devilishly as he pointed to two overnight bags.

Indi curiously opened up the two bags, and in one of them
recognised several items of clothing belong to her.

“How did you get these?”  Indi stammered nonsensically.

“I had your maid collected them together yesterday, when you
went out shopping.  I knew you would want to have some of your items with you
if we were going to be staying overnight, but I didn’t want to spoil the
surprise.”

“No, you’re right; I would hate not to have a change of
clothing.”  She allowed herself to relax slightly and kissed him on the lips as
she leaned into his embrace.  “You have booked us a double, I presume?”

He replied as his eyes searched hers.  “I hope I didn’t
presume too much, but they didn’t have many rooms left.”

She smiled and nodded her acceptance.

“Let me go and get us all checked in.”  He half spoke to
Indi, as well as Adam and Hayden, who were standing off to one side of the
embracing couple.  Grey moved away from her, and went to claim their room keys,
a double room for Indi and him, and two singles for each of his security team.

A member of staff assisted them up to their rooms. 

Indi had disappeared into their en-suite bathroom first,
rubbing the complimentary lotions on her damp skin after a shower to wash the
dust from their ride away. 

Slipping on the lace negligee, she brushed her hair loose as
it fell over her shoulders and beyond.  Normally, she tied it back when she was
sleeping alone, but Grey seemed to enjoy running his hands through it. 

She came out of the bathroom and found he’d ordered them
some light food and drinks from room service.  She started to pick at some of
the selection of food, and poured out two glasses of wine while she waited for
him to have a shower.  She’d taken several large gulps of her wine, by the time
he’d emerged again as she felt a nervous excitement rising up and flipping over
in her stomach.

He came out in just drawstring bottoms, his rippling chest,
and stomach muscles glistening in their full glory as his skin was still
slightly damp, causing his dark hair to curl tightly just above the drawstring
waistband. 

Indi couldn’t help but let her eyes drift over him from head
to toe, lingering slightly too long on his groin area as she thought back to
the delights his body had shown hers the night before.

“I’ve poured you some wine.”  Indi said, trying to keep her
voice level as she tried to reduce her yearning for him down, pointing to the
full glass she’d left on the sideboard next to the laid-out food.

“Thanks sweetness,” he replied grabbing the glass and moving
to sit beside her on the sofa beside the massive bed that was situated in the
centre of the room.  “How do you feel after all that riding?”

“Slightly stiff, but tolerable otherwise at the moment;
however, think I’ll be rather sore tomorrow.”

“I could massage your tired muscles for you.”  Grey offered
with a roguish smile as he gazed at her body.

“Mmm, that could work.”  Indi returned his smile, blushing.
Even after a week of being
together,
she still could not get past the
shyness of his probing gaze admiring her body whenever they had an intimate moment. 

With a confident air, he took the wine glass from her hand,
and placed it on the coffee table in front of them, where he’d previously
placed his own.  “Ok, turn your back to me, and I’ll work on your neck and
shoulders first.”  He slipped his strong hands over her shoulder blades as she
did as he asked, and started to knead any tension away that was lingering
between the blades and muscles.  He moved her hair over to one side, and worked
slowly on her neck, massaging the area then lightly kissing from behind the
ear, down to the bottom of the curve, where her neck became her shoulder.

Indi sighed loudly as she enjoyed the caressing feel of his
lips brushing delicately against her skin, causing shudders of enjoyment to
ripple through her. 

Grey moved his hands further over her back, rubbing the
tension from each side of the spine as he progressed down the small of her
back, and to the top of the curve of her bottom. 

“Does that feel better?”  Grey whispered as his mouth
nibbled against her ear, leaning forward so that his hard chest pressed against
her back. His hands caressed the sides of her waist as he pulled her closer to
him.

“Oh, yes.”  Indi moaned softly as his hands glided upward
from her waist to her breasts, the small straps of the negligee sliding down
her arm as she arched her back against him, exposing her bare breasts fully to
his touch.  He continued to rub his fingers and palms roughly over the
sensitive buds, making them harden painfully.  

His lips and tongue was teasing against her ear and neck as
his hands continued their assault on her bare breasts.  Indi was writhing
against him as gasps of breath escaped her throat.

He lifted Indi up from the sofa, and placed her on the bed
with ease, with the top of her negligee still bunched up at her waist he turned
away to retrieve something from the sideboard. 

As he turned back, a naughty expression lingered on his face
as she noted some melted chocolate sauce within the dish he now held, for the
strawberries that had also been served.

Sitting back on the bed, he helped her to remove the
nightdress fully from her, leaving her naked to his admiring gaze, and causing
the bulge of his cock to harden and expand beneath his pyjamas bottoms.  His
hands stroking over her nakedness, as he captured her mouth passionately,
nipping at her bottom lip, to allow entry of his tongue inside her mouth as the
kiss deepened.

Her hands wandered heatedly over his neck and back as they
finally parted for some air.  “You are so beautiful.”  Grey said as he stared
down into her green pools, his warm breath tickling against her skin.