Steele’S Embrace

By K.L. Burrell

Chloe and Kellen have begun to build a life together. They have a new home on Jupiter Island. The spa is doing well. Kellens gym franchise is expanding. They are happy and seem to have everything they could possibly want. Or do they? Planning for their future should be a time of happiness. But their plans for a future together are challenged. Does Kellens past continue to interfere with their plans? Chloes love for Kellen will be tested. She stands to lose everything, even those she loves. Will she be strong enough to face the demons before them? Will she stay or walk away from the man she loves? Will Kellen be able to lay his past to rest and keep the woman he loves by his side?

The romance and heat continue in Palm Beach County as the story of Chloe and Kellen takes many turns. Some are good; some are not. Will they be strong enough to make it through what lies ahead? Only time and love will tell.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: May 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524503512

K.L. Burrell

This has been my first book in what I hope to be many. I have always had a passion for writing, and after moving to Florida three years ago with my husband, I decided to start writing. The beauty of Florida, its many people, and those that travel here from all over the world are some of my inspiration. I dedicate this book to my loving husband. He is my inspiration, my best friend, and the person who encourages me every day. My passion for him is my driving force.

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Chapter 1

The flight to Paris was long. Kellen and I took a direct flight from West Palm Beach. We had first class seats which was nice as we had some extra leg room. I was excited and apprehensive about going to Europe. I have never been on such a long flight so that part made me a bit anxious. Kellen ordered me a drink as soon as we took off to calm me down. Six hours into the flight I got up to go to the rest room. Kellen followed me off course. He had decided we needed to become members of the mile high club. I still can’t figure out how we had such great sex in such a tight space. When we emerged from the bathroom, I felt much more relaxed and able to enjoy the rest of the flight. We sit back for a good nap for a couple of hours then watch a movie when we wake up. It was a comedy and lightened my mood even more.

A limousine picks us up at the airport in Paris. Our driver is a very handsome middle aged gentleman by the name of George. He speaks English but with a very heavy French accent. After assisting us into the car, he loads our luggage into the trunk. He climbs into the front seat and asks us if there is anything else we require. Kellen tells him no then closes the privacy window. We open the bottle of wine to drink on the way to the hotel. Kellen has given me very little detail about where we are staying in Paris, only that it is very nice, in the city center and close to everything. Kellen assures me I will enjoy the hotel. When we pull up I laugh and give him a big kiss. The name of the hotel is "Hotel California Champs Elysees". I immediately ask Kellen if my mom had a hand in this. He tells me she didn’t but he knew I’d appreciate the name.

Upon entering the hotel I see it is a mix of both old and new. The perfect mixture of renaissance and modern. I love it. I give Kellen another kiss and a big hug. Thank you so much Kellen, you are right again, I love it. The bellman takes our bags and shows us to our room. Our room is beautiful and spacious. We have a great view of the city that the doorman assures us we will love at night. The sun is getting ready to set so I anticipate the view.

There is a bottle of champagne chilling, some fresh strawberries with whipped cream, and caviar. I look at Kellen and say it would appear you thought of everything. He smiles then walks towards the bellman. He hands him a tip and the bellman leaves.

Kellen pulls me close to him kissing me hard. Running my hands through his hair I kiss him back. We stop kissing and he looks into my eyes. I have left no stone unturned on this trip. I really want it to be a trip worth remembering for you.

I look up into his eyes and tell him everything I do with you is worth remembering, now give me some of that champagne and caviar.

He goes over and pours us each a glass. Joining him I try the caviar. It is very good and I have some more. He hands me my glass of champagne and I pick up a strawberry. I take a bite of the strawberry before drinking my champagne.

Kellen this champagne is fabulous.

Only the best he says.

So I see I tell him.

He opens the doors to the balcony and we step outside to watch the city of Paris light up as we drink our champagne. After a few minutes we step back inside and pour another glass. We sit on the couch drinking and eating our caviar. We talk about our trip and the many things we are going to do. He has planned out a wonderful tour of France and Italy. I still can’t believe we are here in Paris and in springtime. You really have outdone yourself Kellen. Giving me that great smile of his he says Princess, this is just the tip of the iceberg.

I walk back over to the balcony doors. The sun has set and the city is lit up. Off in the distance I can see the top of the Eiffel Tour. It is so beautiful lit up at night. The bellman was right, the view is beautiful. I turn back to Kellen, he is sitting on the couch watching me.

I love you Kellen Steele. Thank you for bringing me here for my birthday.

Kellen gets up and comes over to the window taking in the view. Hungry? he asks.

Famished I tell him.

Good, let’s go to dinner.

I put on a red dress I packed with my Jimmy Choo red pumps. He puts on his cream suit I bought him. You look very handsome in that suit.

Thanks, someone very special bought it for me. Straightening his tie and fixing his collar, I give him a kiss on the cheek.

You’re very special to me too. He grabs the room key after calling down for our driver. He is a little frisky in the elevator on the way down to the lobby. I grab his cock in the palm of my hand and rub him gently.

After dinner this is all mine I tell him. He moans softly in my ear. The elevator door opens and I step out ahead of Kellen, I know he is adjusting himself because his cock got as hard as a rock from me teasing him.

He comes up behind me placing his palm on my lower back and tells me quietly as we walk through the lobby I’ll get you for that. I reply back to him I’m counting on it.

George takes us to a place Kellen instructed him to go. It’s very elegant, very romantic, and it overlooks La Seine and the Eiffel Tower.

Kellen this place is perfect. How did you find it? I ask.

My father and mother used to come here. Zanna and I came with them a couple of times when we got older. The maître de takes us to our table and seats us. I look around the restaurant and take in its beauty. I still can’t believe I am in Paris. Kellen orders a bottle of wine and takes my hand in his. Are you enjoying yourself?

I smile at him and tell him Yes.

The waiter brings us our wine and pours us each a bit in our glasses. This is where we are supposed to take a sip and swish for taste. I follow Kellen’s lead as I don’t want to appear dumb in front of the waiter. Kellen approves, then so do I. Now we can drink our wine. The menu is written totally in French.

Great I took Spanish in school I can’t read any of this Kellen.

He squeezes my hand. Relax, I got you Princess.

Quite to my surprise Kellen orders our dinner in fluent French. I get wet just listening to him. When the waiter walks away, I say to him I didn’t know you spoke French Kellen. My God I am so turned on right now. He looks me in the eyes and gives me a very sexy look then tells me something in French. Je vais te baiser très dur plus tard.

I blush when he says this askimg what did you just say to me?

He grins and says I’d rather show you later.

He ordered us the most wonderful meal. We both had roasted duck. It was prepared exquisitely. By the time our desert came I was really too full to eat any more. I took a couple of bites and pushed it aside.

"I can’t possibly eat another bite. I am stuffed. I am afraid I won’t be able to enjoy what’s in store for later.

Then I think we shall take a walk. I don’t want you feeling at all uncomfortable later he replies.

We leave the restaurant and he tells George we are going to take a stroll. He tells him he will call him when we are ready and he can come and get us. George is very polite and nods in approval. He climbs into the limousine and waits for our call. We walk along the river. Many couples are doing the same thing. Love seems to be in the air tonight. Well it is Paris after all. We walk down the avenue and go over an arched bridge at the river. I feel like I’m in a movie scene, but I’m not.

Pinch me I tell Kellen.

Why do you want me to do that? he asks.

This is all so surreal to me Kellen.

He stops and pulls me to him then kisses me. Then he looks down at me and tells me I plan on spoiling you like this for the rest of your life. I love you Chloe. I kiss him and whisper to him I love you too tiger.

We continue our walk over towards the Eiffel Tower. The cool breeze in the air feels good. So this is Paris in the spring time, I love it.

Kellen replies to me "so tomorrow is your birthday, would you rather a tour of the city of Paris or a tour of The Louvre"?

I sigh pondering which one I want to do on my birthday. Finally I tell him What if I want to lay in bed and make love to you all day?

He groans and smiles down at me. Baby as good as that sounds I’m afraid I will have to decline that offer. We are in Paris and I want you to see it all. However, I’m sure I can accommodate you tonight. Je n’aime rien plus que de faire l’amour à vous toute la nuit.

I feel my sex get very wet. I don’t know what he just said but I feel very turned on right now. I think you need to call George and tell him to come get us right now. If you said anything close to what I think you just said, we’re going to need some privacy.

He laughs as he dials George’s cell phone. He asks him to pick us up and tells him where. Back at the hotel we quickly exit the elevator and go to our room. He closes the door and I am quickly undressing him. He takes my wrists and holds them above my head as he pushes me to the wall. As he leans into me I can feel his hard cock against me. I moan as he kisses me hard, grinding against me. His tongue is entangled with mine. I am so wet, so turned on.

He groans then whispers to me is this what you want Princess?

Feeling my heart quicken I whisper back to him yes, I want you, I want to feel you inside of me.

He lifts me and I wrap my legs around him. He carries me to the bedroom sitting me down by the bed. He slowly undresses me, kissing each body part as he does. My heart is racing now, my nipples are hard from the excitement. I finish unbuttoning his shirt, and begin to unfasten his belt. I feel his hard cock when I unzip his pants. His pants hit the floor and he steps out of them. Picking me up again he lays me on the bed. Starting at my knees he begins to tease me, kissing and licking my legs, moving up my inner thighs. I raise up onto my elbows looking down at him. I am panting now, I want him so bad.

He looks at me very intense just before he spreads my legs farther and begins to pleasure me. My arms give out as he licks my clitoris. I feel my climax building already. I grab his hair and run my hands through it pushing his head further into my sex. Losing control I cry his name out as I reach my climax. He continues to pleasure me as I continue to have one orgasm after another. Just as I can’t take it another minute, he stops. Now kissing my inner thighs and then my lower stomach I struggle to catch my breath. Now he is nibbling on my nipples. My senses are heightened and I am very aroused. He begins kissing me. I can feel his heart beating against me. I reach down and take his hard cock in my hand. He groans as I do. I begin to stroke him gently he responds and moans his approval. Wanting to taste him, I roll him over and pull down his briefs. I take his cock inside my mouth and begin to suck on him slowly. His size makes it hard to take him all, but I manage to pleasure him all the same. He moans as I continue to lick him and suck him. His balls are hard, full, and ready to explode. I can tell he is about ready to come. I take him to the edge of arousal then I stop and sit on top of him. I carefully slide his cock inside of me. I gasp as I feel him deep inside, I take all of him. Slowly I ride him. I am wet for him and want him so much. I don’t want this to end. I watch him as I ride him, he looks so good, so sexy. He looks at me and I can see the love and the lust he feels. He grinds hard giving me every inch of him. I have always been amazed at how unselfish he is as a lover. Closing my eyes I allow myself to feel the pleasure he gives me. We are both moving faster, the anticipation building. He stops me. Grabbing me he rolls me over and is on top of me, sliding himself inside of me again. I lift my legs and wrap them around him. We kiss. Reaching over to the night stand he grabs the satin restraints. He gently ties my wrists and holds them above my head. He thrusts his cock into me harder. I want to hold him but I’m unable. I continue moving my hips in unison with him. I scream his name as I come. This only fuels his passion and desire, he continues.

Looking down at me he groans as I continue to come.

You’re mine, body and soul he whispers in me.

I knowing he is right, I belong to him. I tell him yes I am yours.

He now rolls me over and takes me from behind. He pulls my hips up to meet him and thrusts his cock inside of my moist sex. Leaning on my elbows, as my wrist are still bound, I let him take me. I come again. As I do he lets himself go and he comes filling me with his warm juice, as he does he growls pulling my hips to him. Fatigued I collapse from exhaustion. He gently kisses my back, panting telling me how much he loves me.

He unties the satin restraints and rubs my wrists. Lying next to me he runs his fingers up and down the small of my back. It feels good, the touch of him rubbing me. I lay enjoying the light massage he gives me.

He moves down and bits my butt, I love your ass he tells me. I giggle like a little girl. Every inch of you is amazing Chloe. Your hair, your skin, your eyes and mouth.

I roll over and look at him blushing. He cock’s his head and asks What?

Nothing I tell him. I just want to look into the eyes of the man I love.

He gets up and gets the bowl of strawberries and the whipped cream. Bringing it over to the bed he proceeds to feed me strawberries dipped in the whipped cream.

Thank you Kellen, this is the most romantic thing I have ever experienced.

Baby it’s only just begun he replies.

We make love well into the night falling asleep in each other’s arms. My dreams are filled with images of Paris and Kellen.

When I awake in the morning Kellen is already up. He has on his running clothes. Mine are laid out on the chaise. I get up wash my face, brush my teeth then throw my hair in a ponytail. It’s not long before we are out for a morning run along the banks of La Seine. When we’re done we take a shower together and decide to have a light breakfast at a café before heading to The Louvre. We enjoy our breakfast of croissants, with fresh berries in cream, and coffee.

I look across the table at Kellen and tell him Je t’aime.

He looks at me and smiles that million dollar smile. I see you have been practicing some French.

I blush and tell him I Googled it.

Now see that’s why I love you so much, you don’t let anything stand in your way and you rise to every occasion He takes a drink of his coffee and says Je t’adore plus que vous le saura jamais. I purse my lips then ask what did you just say? He tells me to look it up.

George takes us to The Louvre and we spend the next six hours going through it. We grab a light lunch and head back for a couple more hours. It is simply beautiful. They could remove the works of art and it would still be worth seeing. Kellen loves telling me about the pieces of art and the history of The Louvre. I am amazed at how much he knows about art and art history. He tells me it is something his mother was very passionate about. She wanted him and Suzanna to be educated in the arts. When he talks about her it is very evident how much he loved his mother.

I think she would be proud to know you have retained so much of what you learned. Thank you for sharing it with me.

George takes us for a ride through the city after we are done at The Louvre. We take pictures at the l’Arc de triomphe, and the Notre Dame Cathedral. I love Paris and send many of the pictures to Mia via text. Then I send my mom a text telling her thanks for helping Kellen in surprising me. She calls me briefly to tell me she loves me and to sing happy birthday to me. I cry of course, it’s my first birthday I haven’t spent with my mom.

Stop it Chloe, think of it as the first birthday you’ve spent with Kellen. She is right of course. I love you mom.

After I hang up we head back to the hotel. Kellen has another romantic dinner planned. He tells me it is very special. We shower and get ready for my birthday dinner. I am like a school girl right now. The anticipation is getting to me. Kellen appears with a cream colored dress he had purchased for me while we were sightseeing. He had it brought from a boutique his mother used to shop at. It is simple but very beautiful. It has a short jacket to go with it. Once I have my hair and make-up on I put the dress on. It fits perfectly. Fortunately I have the perfect pair of shoes for it. I look in the mirror and I must admit, I look great. Kellen has on a black suit with a cream colored vest.

You look good enough to eat I tell him.

So do you he replies.

Come on we have reservations and we must not be late he says.

I grab my clutch and we exit our room towards the elevator. The door opens just as we approach and a couple exits the elevator looking very much in love. I take Kellen by the hand as we enter the elevator. Kellen seems pre-occupied but I let it go. It’s my birthday and I don’t want to spoil it with questions.

George pulls up to the Eiffel Tower and then helps us out of the car. Is this where we are having dinner? I ask Kellen.

Yes it is, there is a very nice restaurant on the second level. It has a spectacular view of the city.

We take the elevator up to the second level and enter the restaurant. He wasn’t lying, the view is beautiful. The maître de shows us to our table and then disappears.

I turn to face him and look him in the eyes. As Kellen and I sit looking at the beautiful view, our waiter arrives with a bottle of champagne. He opens it and pours us each a glass. Kellen raises his glass to mine and tells me Happy Birthday Princess.

We toast and begin the evening festivities. After a couple of glasses Kellen seems more relaxed. He is now laughing and enjoying the evening as much as me. I feel like I am floating on a cloud. I’m turning twenty six and I’m in Paris with the man I love. What more could I ask for? I look at him and smile. He simply smiles back, reaches over and takes my hand. He pulls it up to his lips and kisses it. His lips are soft and warm against my skin.

We look at the menu and I see something familiar. I tell Kellen I know what I want. I want the filet mignon, cooked medium.

It’s your day baby, you can have anything you want.

When the waiter comes back Kellen orders for us both. He gets the filet too. He has also ordered us each salad, and dessert. We each share some caviar while we wait on our salads. The mood is very festive and we are both having a good time. The music playing in the restaurant is classical and it fits the mood. Our dinner is fabulous.

The Chef at this restaurant is very good, everything is superb I tell Kellen.

Wait till you see what he has prepared for desert Kellen replies.

Kellen you didn’t did you, they aren’t going to barge out here singing to me are they?

He begins to laugh. No Chloe, don’t worry, no singing. But the dessert is very special.

We finish our dinner and our server removes our plates. Kellen pours us another glass of champagne. He gulps his down. I take a sip and look out the window admiring the view of Paris. A few moments later I see something shining out of the corner of my eye. I turn to look and our waiter is bringing over a cake with a sparkler burning on top. I blush and look at Kellen.

The waiter sits the cake on the table then leaves. I am still looking at Kellen, not paying close attention to the cake yet. Finally I look down at the cake and see it. Kellen moves in his seat and gets down on one knee. I look at him, then the ring, then back at him. My heart skips a beat and tears well up in my eyes. My hands are shaking as I look into his beautiful green eyes. Kellen takes my hands in his.

Chloe I knew from the moment I saw you that you were the woman for me. I have never felt so much love for a person. You renew my spirit every day with your smile, laughter and thoughtful words. I can’t imagine my life without you. Would you please agree to be my wife?

I am crying now, but I know the answer and say it through the tears. Yes Kellen Steele, I will marry you. The restaurant erupts with an ovation of clapping and cheers. Kellen takes the ring from the cake and places it on my left ring finger. It fits perfectly.

I pull Kellen to me kissing him. I take his face in my hands and look into his green eyes. I love you Kellen. I love you so much.

He kisses me and tells me thank you.

I look at him and ask why are you thanking me?

For saying yes he replies.

OMG Kellen, you are impossible. Did you really think I would say no?

Well the thought crossed my mind.

Now I know what has been eating at him all night. I look down at the ring and my hands are still shaking. The ring is beautiful. I can tell he spent a fortune on it. It’s perfect though and I love it.

Let me see he says to me.

I hold my hand out for him to see it.

It is lovely on your hand he says.

Kellen it is perfect I tell him. When did you manage to get it?

A gentleman never tells his secrets.

We decide to skip the cake and he calls for George to come and pick us up. We have had one long day, and tomorrow will be another day of tours. All I want to do right now is to climb in bed with Kellen and make passionate love to him.

When we get back to the hotel Kellen runs a hot bubble bath for us. We climb in and talk about the day. Kellen, like I would ever say no to you. What you said to me when you proposed, that is exactly how I feel about you. I never want to lose you I tell him.

Get up he tells me.

I stand and step out of the bath tub. He stands and picks me up carrying me into the bedroom. He lays me down on the bed and lays next to me.

I love you Chloe Daniels, always.

He begins kissing me. We are both feeling intense emotions. We make passionate love, holding nothing back. I again fall asleep in his arms feeling more pleasure than I have ever felt. I don’t dream that night, but I do wake up around three in the morning. He is still holding me close. I drift back to sleep with my head on his chest.

The next morning we go for a run again before heading out. Today we are going for a tour of the city. Kellen has it all planned out. George picks us up at nine sharp. First thing on the agenda is a tour and shopping on the Champs Elysees. I buy a few little pieces that I fall in love with. Kellen buys me a few things and himself a few things. I like to watch him shop. He puts so much thought into everything. He feels the fabric, considers the color, how it looks on. I realize he shops just like me. Done shopping we head to the other end of the long avenue to the Place de la Concorde. Then we go see the Musee d’Orsay, the Pantheon in Paris, and the Basilica of the Sacre Coeur. We stop for pictures at anything I see interesting in between, which is almost everything. We have lunch at a café along the Champs Elysees. We get a few souvenirs for our friends. Something for Mia and Brandon. We get something for my mom and Chase, his father and sister. We have a wonderful day and the weather has been great.

Tonight is our last night in Paris. Kellen has planned for us to attend the theater after dinner. He insists one should go to the theater when in Paris. I don’t know what we are going to see, but I look forward to it all the same. We go to a very nice restaurant for dinner. Of course the food is exceptional. I have lamb and he has seafood. Afterwards we go to the theater. We pull up in front of the theater and George parks the limo. He helps us out and I see finally the show we are going to see, Moulin Rouge.

"Kellen, you are knocking it out of the park tonight. I love Moulin Rouge." He puts his arm through mine and escorts me in.

I know you love Moulin Rouge. That is why I bought the tickets. I told you I intended on spoiling you. I am a man of my word.

Really I would have been fine with the tours of Paris. There is so much rich history, art and culture here. Just being here with you is enough.

We enter the theater and go to our seats. He has bought boxed seats for us. There is time before the show begins so he gets us each a glass of wine. This is really turning out to be a trip I will remember. I turn off my cell phone and lean into Kellen as he puts his arm around my shoulders. The lights dim and the show is about to begin.

Kellen the show was unbelievable, I really enjoyed it.

We are walking through the theater and it is quite crowded. We hear someone yell his name from behind us. Kellen turns and it is one of his college mates. Kellen takes my hand and brings me over to meet him.

Ian Golding, I can’t believe it. What are you doing here in Paris?

They give each other a man hug. I can see they are genuinely happy to see one another. They are laughing at the irony of running into each other in of all places Paris, France. I see a lovely young lady exit the ladies room and make her way to Ian. She is an absolutely beautiful red head with green eyes. She looks at me and smiles.

Chloe, I’m sorry this is Ian Golding, we went to college together. It seems ages since I’ve seen him. Ian this is my fiancée Chloe Daniels.

Ian extends his hand to shake mine and very graciously tells me it’s nice to meet me. Ian then introduces his wife Abbey. We shake hands and smile. It appears they are here on their honeymoon. I ask her about their stay, and what they have been able to see. She tells me they only just arrived today and this is the first thing they have done. Ian suggests that we go have a drink and get caught up. Kellen tries to make an excuse but Ian won’t have it.

"I know I’m here on my honeymoon, but it is not every day I run into you, and of all places here. You don’t mind do you Abbey?

I don’t mind at all, as long as it doesn’t turn into an all-night thing.

There is a little place across the street that we go to. We grab a little table and the men order some beer and Abbey and I order a bottle of wine. I can tell she would rather be alone with her new husband. I can’t say that I blame her. I try to lighten the air a bit and ask her about their wedding. She tells me all about it. Then she asks me how long we have been in Paris, how long are we going to be here, and what we have seen since being here. She appears more relaxed now so I continue the conversation. I tell her about going to The Louvre, the Eiffel Tower, and Notre Dame. I ask her if they have any tours planned and she tells me they are going to The Louvre and the Eiffel Tower tomorrow. They are only going to be here for a week.

After an hour I reach under the table and begin rubbing the inside of Kellen’s thigh. It’s my way of letting him know it is time to go. He looks over at me with much excitement in his eyes. As I draw my hand back I lightly run my hand over his cock. Just as I thought, it’s hard. Kellen quickly finishes his beer and tells Ian how nice it was to see him.

Congratulations on your nuptial’s Ian, and Abbey It was so nice to meet you. We really must be going. Early day tomorrow.

Kellen pays the bill and calls for George to pick us up. I have never seen him in such a hurry. I quickly say good bye to Abbey and Ian and grab my bag. They walk out behind us and we say our final good byes as we get into the limo. I look at Kellen as he closes the privacy window to the limo.

You are a naughty girl Chloe, making me want you like that in public.

It was time to leave, besides I am not the only female at the table who wanted to be alone with her man tonight.

Kellen leans me back and begins kissing me. He taste so good, his lips are so soft. I bite him gently on the lips and he moans. Reaching up under my dress he slides his finger into my wet sex. I moan as he begins to finger me deep, hitting my "G spot". It feels so good. I move my hips wanting more. He continues to pleasure me. He has a purpose and it is to make me come. I feel the pleasure build as I come hard. He doesn’t stop. He moves his hand, now he is rubbing my clitoris. I lose myself as I climax, moaning loudly.

Is this what you wanted Chloe? Do you want more? He whispers into my ear.

Yes, it is what I want, I want you Kellen.

He unzips his pants and lifts me on top of him. He slides his hard cock inside of me. I ride him there in the limo. I don’t care if we’re seen, or heard. I have to have him now. We are fucking in the back of the limo and it feels so good. I come again as he pushes himself inside me hard. I am like a rag doll now. All I can feel is the pleasure. Finally Kellen climaxes and pulls me tight to him. I can feel his heart beating fast. I slow down now, grinding him as he fills me with his warm juice.

Looking out the back window I can see that we are just driving around Paris. George is a good driver. He must have anticipated this and gave us the time we needed. Looking down at Kellen, I kiss him. My tongue searching for and finding his. I raise up and let his cock slide out of me. I grab a napkin from the bar and wipe him off. He grins at me.

Well done Mr. Steele I whisper in his ear.

Fifteen minutes later we are back at the hotel. I still want him and by reading his body language I can tell he wants more. Guiding me through the hotel lobby with his hand placed on my lower back he moves me gently towards the elevator. The elevator door opens and we enter. He quickly pushes the button to our floor and the door closes. He pins me to the back wall of the elevator kissing me. I reach down and gently grab his cock, rubbing him. He is hard and ready, I am wet and want him desperately.

The elevator comes to a stop and the doors opens. We exit as if nothing is going on just as another couple is ready to enter the elevator. We smile politely as we pass them. Once we are in our room we lock the door and begin undressing each other. We are like two caged animals at this moment. Naked, Kellen lifts me onto him as I wrap my legs around him. With my back to the wall he begins pumping me hard. I gasp as he takes me, grinding me, pleasuring me.

He comes, filling me up, groaning loudly as he does. My body shudders while he is holding me. I am spent from the day and the wonderful sex we have had. Kellen carries me into the bedroom, finishes undressing me then lays me in the bed. I watch him as he lays our clothes neatly on the chaise. He climbs in bed next to me and holds me close to him.

I love you Kellen I whisper.

I love you too Princes.

Chapter 2

In the morning we head to the airport. Our flight to Milan is at nine o’clock. We make it to the airport with enough time to get a light breakfast before boarding the plane. Our seats are first class and I have room to stretch out. I lay my head on Kellen’s shoulder and fall fast asleep while he is working on his laptop. I wake up as we are making our descent into Milan. I feel rejuvenated and ready for the day. Kellen closes his laptop and kisses me on the forehead. Hello sleepy head.

I look up into his green eyes and smile. I could get lost in those eyes. Hello yourself handsome, get your work done? I ask.

Yes, most of it, I need to call Dan when we get to the hotel. Quick conference call with him and my father then I’m all yours, promise.

No worries, I’ll call my mom while you’re on the phone with them.

We arrive to our hotel by limo. While Kellen is checking us in I stand looking around the lobby. We are staying at the Hilton for two nights before we head to our next destination by car. Kellen has rented a sports car to drive us to Venice. Kellen takes my hand as the bellman leads us to the elevator. Once we are in the room Kellen goes to the desk to make his conference call. I grab my phone to call my Mom.

I snap a picture of my newly acquired engagement ring and send it to my Mom and Mia. Then I call my Mom to get her reaction. She is positively ecstatic on the phone when she answers.

"I knew he had good taste, he chose you didn’t he?’ I laugh and tell her she is biased.

Yes I am biased, but he does have good taste. I love it, and I love you Chloe. Are you having a good time?

Yes I am, Paris was wonderful. I took loads of pictures. I am glad you gave me such a good camera. We just got to our hotel here in Milan. I wanted to call you.

I talk with my mother for twenty minutes and get off the phone just as Kellen is ending his phone conference with his father and Dan. Ready to see some sights? Kellen asks.

Yes I am, I thought you’d never ask.

Come on then Princess, let’s get going.

We are spending two days in Milan so Kellen has picked the best places for me to see. First stop is the Duomo. Kellen tells me all about the Duomo, its size, the many spires and statues. I am amazed at how much he knows about this structure. He takes great care in showing me the many features.

How do you know so much about the Duomo Kellen? I ask him.

My mother took me and Zanna on tours of it on our trips to Italy. She wanted us to know about our heritage. Her family still lives here in Italy.

Are we going to go see them while we are here? I ask.

Yes we will, after Venice. You will love them. I know they will love you too he replies.

The Duomo is absolutely breath taking to see. I am amazed by its size. I listen intently as Kellen tells me about it. When we are done at the Duomo we grab a light lunch, if there is such a thing here in Italy. We have a great meal and enjoy talking with some of the locals. Kellen speaks fluent Italian and strikes up a conversation with a couple sitting next to us. They speak a little English so I talk with them a little as well. They are a lovely older couple.

After our lunch we do some shopping in the local boutiques. Kellen buys me some beautiful outfits. Then we pick him out a few shirts. He has a suit tailored with shipping instructions to the states. We find some things for our families and have them shipped back to the states. After shopping we go to the Brera Picture Gallery. Again Kellen takes time to tell me about some of the more noted pieces. Most of Italy’s artists have pieces in the Gallery. I love viewing such beautiful pieces of history.

The sun is setting when we finish our day. Kellen has arranged for a nice dinner at a local restaurant. The limo takes us back to the