Ava

The salty smell of the sea intoxicates my senses mixed with the cinnamon and lemon of Sebastian's fragrance. We have strolled along the water front, our hands firmly clasped in each other's. He tells me about his childhood how happy he was growing up and even though he never had siblings, Sebastian was surrounded by many cousins. They would spend long and lazy Sunday's at the houses of his many aunts and uncles or they would come to visit their residence. The children were allowed to play to their hearts content. It sounds like it was an idyllic childhood surrounded by love and happiness. It shows on his face when he talks, I can still catch his smile even thought the sun has now gone down, the moon lights his face up. 

I shared with him stories of my childhood, my friends and family our close knit town. My desire to be a photographer all my life and how my parents supported me in everything I did from ballet classes, piano lessons to finally settling on the path I have now chosen. Never once did they tell me it wasn't a proper job. Unlike Mark of course, who regularly towards the end used to say that vlogging wasn't a grown up, responsible job. Er... I make a pretty good living doing what I do. Especially with the sponsorships. 

Sebastian releases my hand and places his left hand on the small of my back and turns me gently to him. He eases his free hand into my hair and pulls me close to him. I melt, my insides turn to utter mush and my body sings like it is alive and to be honest this is how I feel. Everything is zinging. He kisses me gently, his tongue teasing mine, running it along my lips then nibbling on my bottom lip. Oh. My. God. My heart. It's racing like wildfire, the blood is rushing through my veins like it is on speed or something. I could easily become addicted to his lips, to the way his hand feels on the base of my back, the gentle pressure of his other hand on the back of my neck. Kissing Sebastian is luxurious like melting chocolate in your mouth. Mmm. 

"Come, American Girl." He takes my hand again, I swing my shoes in my free hand as we walk and then I see flickering lights. At first I don't get what I am absorbing until we get closer. Don't ask me how, or even when because he has been by my side and not once picked up his mobile. Yet there in front of us on the beach is a table dressed with a white table cloth and candles flickering away. Two chairs are facing opposite each other and surrounding this display is a heart of tall candleholders each hosting a candle. "It's breathtaking." I say my voice just a whisper. 

"For you anything. mi precioso." 

"How did you organise this, Sebastian it's deathly romantic?" He laughs, soft, silky and deep. His head is tilted back slightly, the candle and moonlight enhances the outline of his glorious neck and I long to place kisses up and down it. I'm more than turned on, this is a deeper feeling something weird is happening to my heart. No it can't be. I can't be having stronger feelings for him. It can't happen.  But telling myself and my reactions are two different things, they aren't meeting in the middle, they're not listening to each other. Massive. Communication. Breakdown. Shit, I am in so much trouble.

Big Trouble

Huge Trouble

Am I falling for Sebastian? I am breathless when he bends his face down and nuzzles into my neck placing gentle kisses all over it. I moan. I want more. "Not now American Girl. First we have dessert." He says and pulls away.

"I thought I was the dessert." I groan am I really turning into a love sick, geek. What is it with all these cheesy one liners? 

"You will be. I am going to take my time with you later and tease you until you beg me to dive deep inside you." His voice is husky I know he is aroused too. I feel myself moisten, my stomach dives like an eagle for its prey. My heart is zinging away. "Then I am going to make sure you only think of me. Whenever you walk and ache, you will be thinking of me. When you touch yourself you will be thinking of me. I will make it so that you have to stay, you won't want to be anywhere else but with me." He kisses my mouth full on, he is hungry for me. I can tell by the way he is kissing me, its intense, passionate and full of a man that needs to release himself and dive into the core of a woman. He leaves me standing breathless. 

My mind catches up with his words. Did he really just say I will make it so that you have to stay......?  I have no idea where the waiter came from because this stretch of the beach is free of people but nonetheless he does appear. Wearing black trousers, high waisted, a crisp white shirt and holding a silver tray with desserts on it. It is laden with mouthwatering temptations. 

"Wow that is a lot of dessert." I say as I sit down on the chair Sebastian has pulled out for me. He kisses the top of my head.

"I don't know what you like so I ordered everything." He takes a seat opposite me. 

"My all time favorite is dark and white chocolate." I tell him as I move my chair forward and rest my arms on the table. He nods at the waiter who holds the tray before me and I spot the most divine looking cake. Okay so it isn't dark and white chocolate. It is pink with strawberries all over the top, it looks like a piece of art. Dare I even eat it? It looks too good to dig a fork into but I know I will. I am seriously tempted to have a second choice but I refrain. 

Sebastian opts for a sorbet, I guess that is why he has the model body going on, I can only imagine he works out an awful lot. 

"So beautiful, tell me what your plans are whilst you are here?" I almost drool at the taste of the cake as it melts on my tongue. This is seriously the best cake I have ever eaten. I daren't let Edith back home who runs the local bakery know. But I may just give her an idea of this cake and maybe she could create the same thing. I bet it'd be a huge seller for her. 

"Well," I say toying with my fork because I had clearly defined goals and a travel path for my stay. Now, however, I feel like they have been blown wide apart. I don't want to leave Sebastian. I have only just found him and this feeling I experience when I am with him is not like anything I've experienced ever before. I am not ready for it to end. I want this to last for much longer than a couple of nights.

I continue as he sits back comfortably hardly touching his sorbet, the candles flicker and I can see his well defined cheekbones. It is quite difficult having a conversation with someone who just takes your breath away. I want to throw my fork down and have beach sex with him. That makes me tingle even more. "I was going to come and stay in Malaga for a week then head down into Gibraltar whilst I'm here. From there I was going to hire a car and drive to Cadiz then Seville. Spend a day in each place and begin to make my way towards Madrid."

"Wow that is some miles. You are planning an extended stay then?" 

"Absolutely. I wasn't going to but I fell in love with Santa Fe and the richness of the country and the people that I decided to do a longer tour. It will be good for my channel and for my book I am planning on putting together." 

"Well," he pauses and takes a sip of coffee that has materialized out of the blue. "I have to do a hotel tour around Spain. It is just to check in on them, say hello to my staff and meet some new managers." 

"Oh." I drop my smile a bit because I somehow thought he might just say he could accompany me. This is so foolish. We've only just met and I want to hang on to him like a lost childhood comfort blanket. I just don't want last night and tonight to end. 

"I was going to suggest you join me. I have ten hotels to take in but Madrid and Cadiz are on my tour. What about if I fly you to Gibraltar, my jet can then take me to Cadiz and come back for you and then from there we can go to Seville. We'd have to spend two days there though. I think one day for my hotel visit and the second day so you and I can be like tourists."

"Can you get away with being a tourist, Sebastian?" I ask my eyebrows raising. I know for a fact from the online photos, YouTube videos and shorts that anytime anyone can get an opportunity to snap a picture or take a video they do. He laughs. I love the way it sounds. 

"I can wear a disguise. Do not worry. So what do you think? After Seville we can fly to Madrid then from there I have to visit Salamanca, Burgos and also Zaragoza. My last stop will be in Bilbao." He waits patiently whilst I feel like I am picking my jaw up from the floor. Has he seriously suggested that we spend all these days together. My heart flips, it is beating rapidly as if I've just been awarded some major prize.

"That would be amazing. Absolutely. I thought tonight would be our last night." I say looking deep into his eyes, the eyes that are filled with desire. I want this man so much and now I can't believe I get to spend another ten days with him. Not just any ten days but days where we can roam around the beautiful and colorful streets and villages of Spain, relax with mountain and forest views, enjoy the culture and make love to our hearts content. Did I just mention the word love. Seriously? Is this what I am feeling? I try not to think about what will happen after the ten days, for this moment I am relishing in the thought of spending the time with Sebastian.

"I am going to spoil you mi precioso. You will never want to leave me." His words are exciting, they turn me on and they make my already pulsing heart flip like a pancake. I'm not going to think about what happens after. This is my moment and I'm taking it with both hands. 

"Let's go, Sebastian to your room."