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“Ava you don’t have to take all those flowers, I will get you some more,” I said motioning to her impatiently.

“No, it’s okay.”

“Alright let’s go,” I grab my painting and escort her quickly back to my car and speed off into the dark.

“Where are we going?” Ava asked.

“I am taking you to a hotel.”

“NO! I don’t want to go to a hotel Sean, I want to be with you.”

“Ava I will stay with you but you can’t go back to my house right now.”

“You are going to stay with me?” She said with tears strolling down her face.

“I am not going to leave you somewhere and then go home without you. Let me get you somewhere safe and then we can enjoy the rest of our night together.” I said holding her face gently in my hand. “No reason to cry sweetheart everything is going to be fine, I promise.” Once we make it to the hotel Ethan set up for us, two men usher us inside hovering close until we are out of sight and within a minute, we are secure in our own room. The events of the night and knowing we will not get to enjoy the other surprises I have for her at my house, cause me to become frustrated. Ava stands silently looking over the large room, peeking into the bedroom and at the bar before looking back my way, still clutching all those flowers. “Ava will you put the damn flowers down!” I yell at her.

“But.” She said looking down at them with sad eyes.

“They’re just flowers.”

“But no one has ever given me flowers before,” she said innocently.
Damn, I am such an ass.
Of course, all those stupid flowers mean
much
more to her than most girls.

“Come here,” I said taking the flowers from her a set at a time and no matter how ridiculous the container I manage to find, I am able to eventually place them all around the suite evenly. Afterwards I stand back admiring my work, as does she. “Better?”

“Yes, thank you,” she smiles reminding me who they are meant for in the first place.

I spin her back into my arms, “no problem. So now what, do you want to finish our dance or get comfortable?”

“It’s your birthday?” She said as I play with the fabric of her dress. “No Sean, what do you really want? I mean is there something different you would like … well … for me to do?”

“I don’t understand what you’re asking me Ava.”

“Like a fantasy, is there something or someway you have dreamed about with me or …” She shrugs looking away from me. “Or maybe with someone else?” My mind leaps to the first time I saw her naked and wet in that shower. “There is isn’t there?” She asked reading my expression well.

“It doesn’t matter,” I said shaking my head and waving her off. “No, nothing … it’s nothing.” I try to kiss her again dismissing it but she is not about to let it go.

“Sean, tell me? Is it that bad?”

“No it’s not that bad”
I just
don’t
want to have to tell you how I came up with the idea
.

“Sean, I am not going to let you touch me until you tell me.” She said walking away from me and sitting down on the sofa with her arms crossed and lips tense.
Stubborn as hell!

“Fine!” I grimace fighting with the words.

“Tell me, please.”

“I have this fantasy of you in the shower. And before you ask, yes I came up with this fantasy because of you and no one else … just you. There, are you happy?”

“The shower? Why the shower?” She questioned me rightfully.

I groan rolling my eyes.
Must she always ask the questions I
don’t
want her to?
I should lie to her.
Sitting next to her on the couch perfecting a lie I feel good until her sweet face smiles at me. “Ava honestly you are not going to like me much if I tell you this. So I would rather not.” I said watching her puzzled expression turn to determination.

“I promise, I won’t get mad,” she said grabbing my hand.

I am such a fucking idiot.
“I saw you in the shower when we were on the island.” Her puzzled expression confirms that I blurted it out to fast for her to understand. “The first night we were stuck in the cabin all-night. You left the damn door open Ava! I swear I was simply putting my clothes up so they wouldn’t be in the smoke infested suitcase anymore and when I looked up into the mirror to clear off some of the mud from three-wheeling.” I close my eyes, “well, I saw you and I … watched you.”
Like a pervert.
Slowly I open my eyes seeing her stare at me. “Ava?”

“You watched me?”

“I tried not to but it was like I was stuck, I couldn’t take my eyes off you. I was mesmerized by you and your moaning and lathering yourself, it was … Fuuuck.” I moaned remembering it all again unwillingly. “Then you called out to me. I tried to run away from you but then we got stuck together for the rest of the night.”

“You were mesmerized by me?”

“Hypnotized is a better word. I don’t think I was breathing. I thought about the most absurd things to try to calm back down before you saw me like that. I was aching like hell for you at that moment.” Leaning back into the sofa with my head falling back, I let the images run freely through my mind.

“I didn’t do that on purpose Sean.”

What?
“I know that, well actually I didn’t figure that out until later but I did think at first that you did do it on purpose.”

“No, Sean, the light really did go out, you have to believe me. I’m sorry.”

“I know that Ava, why are you apologizing to me? I am the one that was spying on you.”

She starts laughing.
Laughing? She must be in shock.
“I don’t know. I guess if I had found out at the time I would have been mortified that you saw me like that but now to know that you were so excited by it that it’s a fantasy of yours.” She said sitting back and biting her lip with excitement, “it’s kind of flattering.”

“So you’re not mad?” I asked watching her shake her head as I feel the weight lifting from my shoulders. “Okay. Well there you go, that’s my fantasy. I hope you’re happy.”

“So you fantasize about watching me take a shower?”

“Sort of, it is a fantasy so I get to watch more closely and a lot more physically.” Suddenly, she gets up pulling me with her, dragging me into the large bathroom where there is a large luxury glass shower. Ava pulls in a chair and pushes me down into it. She lights some candles Carlo packed in with our food.
I am either a little scared or really, really excited, I’m not sure which but I am sure as hell not moving until she says so.
Eyeing me for some awkward seconds, she finally pulls the clips out of her hair and undoes her dress, slipping it off skillfully. My breath heats up as she fingers the delicate edges of her provocative underwear causing me to move. Suddenly she puts her foot on my chest, heels still on and pushes me back in my chair. “Fuck me.” I mumbled staring at her sexily clad foot and down her long bare leg.

“You stay right there,” she says with her blue eyes tensed in control, forcing me to do as she wishes. Removing her foot from my chest, she turns on the shower before sitting on my lap. Her hands cradle my face as she forces my lips into motion. She strokes my tongue with hers before leaning back and unbuttoning my shirt, pushing it, along with my suit jacket off me. Gasping, I hold my breath as I watch her hair follow her down my chest and to my pants, unbuttoning carefully she moves me ever closer to ecstasy. My breathing heavy, she pulls my already throbbing hard cock out and wraps her mouth around it making it even harder.

Simply from the sight of being in her mouth, I fall back into the chair and let out violent gasps. “Oh damn! Fuck Ava!”
I groan trying to get a hold of her but she pushes me back in the chair and takes her place back on my lap, rubbing her body against me and kissing me with wild abandon.

“You stay right here until I tell you to get up,” she demanded.

“Oh … kay,” I breathed unsure if I am suppose to answer.

She tosses her hair back before removing her bra and while watching my unblinking eyes, she tosses it away. I lick my lips watching the last garment slide down her legs. She steps into the shower moaning as the wet heat washes over her skin and leaving the door open so I can see every part of her perfect body become drenched in steaming water. Leaning her head back, letting it rush over her just like it did the first time I saw her, running down her back, over her ass and down the backs of her legs. My chair unconsciously slides closer, as the water catches her lips. She begins rubbing her breasts together, letting the water run around and between them, down to her belly button, causing her diamond to sparkle in the water. Again, I feel my chair move closer, while the water drapes down her stomach, between her legs - I begin to shake and whimper for her. “It’s okay baby.” Ava points her toe outside the shower rubbing it up my leg as I sit back watching it come up between my legs.

“Ava. Please,” I plead as she bites her bottom lip and motions with her finger to come to her. Breathing so heavily that I can only assume the whole building can hear me, I jump up and yank the remaining clothes off my body. Stepping into the shower with her, I feel the steam-filled water hit my skin but only recognize the feeling of her hot, bare, wet skin against my hands. I move my hands to either side of her on the shower walls and my head against hers, panting in her ear while I try to restrain myself.
My fantasy is coming true and I am going to make sure we both enjoy it.

“So what happens next in your fantasy Sean?”

“Turn around … and I’ll show you.” Slowly she turns her back towards me and I lean into her breathing heatedly. “You are so sexy.” Her sharp gasps soften as I pull her hair to one side and run my hands over her body. Massaging her breasts I suck the water off her warmed, pink skin and lean her head back to my shoulder. I go deep into her mouth, tenderly stroking her tongue. Letting the lust take control, I press my palms against her hips and push myself closer to her. My hands trail down to feel her bare ass and pull it towards my erection, letting its hardness throb against her skin. “Lean over … against the wall,” I whispered into her ear. My tongue follows the water running down her skin as she does what I ask of her. I wrap my hand around her thigh pulling her leg up to the place I need it. Holding back for a second I take in her wet body one more time before feeling the tightness of her take in my erection slow and deep, forcing soft moans from her tender wet lips. She reaches for the back of my head as I thrust and pull, massage and kiss her over and over. She moans loudly for me, gripping my hand. I hold her waist while my other hand slips between her legs to increase the intensity for her. With the water keeping our bodies hot and wet, I follow her deeper against the shower wall, fondling her lips in between gasps. Suddenly she grips me hard, fisting my hair and moaning for me loudly as I groan into the side of her neck. I lean her back a little more, watching her gasping moans intensify until I feel her tightening release and her body whimpering against mine. All I can think about is how incredible it feels to be inside of her. “Can I come inside of you Ava?” I asked hoping she will let me finish the dream. “Please, Ava,’’ I pleaded, moaning her name one more time as she holds onto my rapidly thrusting body.

“Yes … yes, just don’t stop.” Gripping her tighter, our quivering bodies enjoy the filling moment with deep exhales and tender hands.

“Baby that was even better than the fantasy.” Sighing I turn her back around and kiss her, holding her in my arms until she is more steady on her feet. Biting her lip she steps away from me and begins bathing and lathering up in front of me. “Oh now you are going to do that? You are killing me. At least let me help you.” I said unable to control my smile as she hands over the soapy cloth. Moving my hands through the rich lather on her skin, massaging her muscles and her breasts and anything else I can get my hands on.

“My turn,” she says taking control and lathering her hands over my chest and my stomach. She kisses my back before massaging my ass for some time. I suddenly feel her lips explore and her hands caress, and her tongue tease me, making me hard all over again. I watch her knowing eyes look up at me with a superior expression.

“You know this doesn’t mean you win anything.”

“Oh yes it does,” she said provocatively kissing my chest.

“Well maybe it does,” I said picking her up and forcing her back up against the shower wall. “Thank you Ava.”

“For what?”

“For the best damn birthday I have ever fucking had.” I smile against her lips finding my way back to where I want to be.

T
he next morning I wake up to him playing with my hair. Looking up into his gorgeous green eyes and smiling, “hi.”

“Hi,” he smiles back at me. “Your hair is really curly.”

“It does that if I don’t blow-dry it completely. I guess it looks pretty bad?”

“On the contrary it’s very sexy. I have been playing with all these curls for almost an hour now.”

“I don’t know about sexy, you should have seen me when I was little, crazy curls. Horrible.”

“I bet you were adorable.”

“Adorable, yes red hair and freckles, I thought I was cursed.”

With a glimmer in his eyes, he gently strokes his finger across the top of my nose. “Like these freckles? These adorable freckles.”

“They weren’t so adorable when I was twelve.”

“You’re crazy. I bet you had all those twelve year old boys eating out of your hands.”

“Hardly, they always wanted the perfectly tanned blond girl.” I said enjoying his tender touch.

“And now you are getting them all back.”

“You are so not who I thought you were the first time I met you.” I say enjoying his warmth around me.

“Well that’s good, if I recall you hated me then.”

“I didn’t hate you, I just wanted to push you off the plane is all.”

“Oh is that all, then I am glad we crashed and you were the one that had to be carried off and not me. You would have left me there.”