Ride to Restoration (Ride Series Book 2) (37 page)

Chapter
72

I
woke at five, even without Major’s cold nose to prompt me. Candi, sound asleep
on her side of the bed, coaxed me — no she downright begged
me — whether she knew it or not to cuddle with her a few minutes
longer. Sliding my hand under her tee, I stroked and massaged her breasts until
I drifted back to sleep.

I
was roused from a pleasant slumber with a hand on my breasts.
Yes, this is
more like it. D, spooning me, caressing me, holding me, not sexually but
lovingly.
I closed my eyes and dreamed of him.

Knockers
... knocking ... jolted us awake at 6:30.
“
Mile
’
s here,
”
I announced.
“
You best let her in, Candi,
”
I said, noticing my morning erection.
“
Trust me, I
’
m not decent.
”

“
Not me, D. She
’
s all yours.
”

“
OK...
”
I
stammered,
“
be right there, Mile.
”
Opening the door, my little brain peaked out to confirm it
was Mile, dressed in her skintight yoga pants and her short-short tee.
“
Come on in,
”
I proudly announced,
“
Candi is still in bed.
”

Giving
me the once over, then a second, Mile
’
s eyes transfixed on well
…
“
D, you have problem?
”

“
Not at all,
”
I
grinned.

“
I fix Gio
’
s ... Candi fix you?
”

“
You
’
ll have to ask her, Mile. I have no dogs in this fight.
”

Now
wide-awake,
“
What are you two talking about? What problem am I supposed
to fix?
”

Walking
backwards toward Candi, I stopped at the edge of the bed, before turning
around, cheek slapping her with the rigid one-eyed monster, poking proudly out
of my boxers. I pointed. She got it.

“
Oh ... Oh!
”
What was I supposed to say?

Mile,
seeing where this dog and pony show was headed, politely spoke up.
“
I be in lobby ... You come
... soon.
”
Then
she quietly closed the door.

I
smiled.
“
You heard her, D. Come soon. Yesterday was all me ... this
morning is all you.
”
Laying
my head over the edge of the bed, I took him long past my gag reflex into the
far recesses of my throat. With each gentle thrust, his balls smacked my
forehead giving me a raw sensation I
’
d never experienced before.
One minute turned to two, then three, then four, then five. My poor
achey-breaky mouth. I withdrew him, rolled onto my stomach and looked up.
“
What
’
s up with you?
”

I
grinned sheepishly,
“
You Lovelace
’
d me. That was incredible. Why did you stop?
”

Exasperated,
I clenched my teeth,
“
Why didn
’
t you?
”

“
I didn
’
t know you wanted me to. I
’
m sorry. I
’
ll take care of it.
”
Moving to the opposite side of the bed, my hands parted her
beautiful round cheeks where I entered her from behind. Using my hands on her
shoulders for leverage, I rose up and down, first slow, then fast, trying to
find my rhythm. After a few minutes, Candi took complete charge, rising to her
knees and rocking back and forth on the bed while flexing her extraordinary
muscles until I came ... through. Resting against her, I breathed deeply ...
then basked in my glow. This morning was all about me ... and I appreciated
every glorious moment of it.

“
Happy, D?
”

“
Happy,
”
I
whispered,
“
Mile will be happy too. Problem solved.
”

“
I got it. This was all about Mile and not the least bit
about you?
”

I
nodded.
“
Let
’
s just say you admirably accommodated the both of us,
”
I said, as a down pillow nailed me squarely in the face.
“
Thank you, Candice. Now, get
dressed. Let
’
s go take care of problem number two.
”

What
about me? I tossed another pillow in his direction
.
“
Excuse me, I
’
m your problem number two.
Mile has been relegated to number three. You really need to take care of
me
!
But, it can wait ... for now.
”

That was scary ... Candi
sounded just like Victoria. What is it with this
‘
for now
’
stuff? Does it
mean they
’
re
constantly unfulfilled or is there some business that needs replenished,
repetitively?
Admiring Candi gloriously traipsing bottomless to the bathroom, I deduced it
could be a little of both.

Chapter 73

J
oining
marvelous Mile downstairs, the three of us took off down Habersham to West Bay
Street, before dropping down to walk along River Street that meandered along
the Savannah River. Restaurants, galleries and shops lined the entire length of
the waterfront, many more than I remembered during my last trip here. A
burgeoning robust economy was evident, driven by the charm of this historic
city.

Circling
back across West Bay St. we followed Abercorn St. to the Colonial Park Cemetery
where we cut a diagonal through it before ending at the Cathedral of St. John
The Baptist.

Caught
up in the splendor of the church, Mile was speechless.
“
Beautiful ... Like home.
”

“
I
’
m glad you
’
re pleased, Mile,
”
I offered,
“
Would you like to go inside?
”

“
Much so ... OK?
”

“
Candi, if you please, lead the way. Today, you
’
re number one tour guide.
”

I
smiled.
“
Nope, D. Remember, I
’
m number two, and don
’
t you forget it.
”

Pointing
the ladies towards the entrance,
“
I
’
ll be right here.
”
I sat down on the cold, hard concrete bench and waited.
There was absolutely no purpose in me touring with them, listening to lively
Italian banter that made zero sense to me. Ten minutes later they emerged and
in another ten we were back in the Inn. Gio was dressed, but not ready. I made
the call. We would leave from here.

“
We shower, we pack, we go,
”
I announced. Candi took the hint and followed me to the
room with a question.

“
Mile would like to stay here another day, baby. Is that
possible?
”

“
It is ... There
’
s not too many things we can
do with Gio, however. Too many stairs here in Savannah for all the places I
’
d like us to visit. I
’
ve reserved a three bedroom,
oceanfront ground floor condo for us for the next couple of days. No stairs,
just the beach, the sun, and since it
’
s after tourist season
—
no people.
”

Sounds
wonderful
.
“
I
’
m for that, D. I
’
ll politely tell her no
—
hell no.
 
I
think she
’
ll understand.
”

“
Damn straight ... I would and I
’
m a slow learner.
”
I showered, while Candi broke the news to Mile and was
packed before she returned.
“
Waiting on you precious...
”

“
I
’
m taking a bath. Join me, D?
”
I knew he
wouldn
’
t,
but I had to ask.

“
Tonight or tomorrow. You missed your window, Candi. We
could bathe in the ocean.
”

“
We could skinny dip. Do you remember our last night on Dale
Hollow Lake?
”

“
I do. The question is, do you? We had many firsts that
evening. Any particular one that stands out? The sunset dinner cruise, skinny
dipping in the dark, bluff jumping buck naked and almost landing in a bass boat
filled with two horny fishermen or making love to me in the water under a
moonlit sky?
”

“
All of them. The last one most of all. Now get out or get
in the tub with me.
”

 
“
I
’
m going. I
’
d best carry and pack Gio
’
s and Mile
’
s gear on their bikes.
”

I
had a delicious thought.
“
D,
”
I
purred,
“
before you leave, bring me my toy.
”

“
Copy that,
”
I
grinned.
“
I love it when a woman takes matters into her own hands.
”

“
Among other things, baby. Remember this morning?
”

I
walked down the stairs somberly thinking I should have stayed and drove the
train.
She had a problem, yet, she took
care of it
—
I
like that in her, along with the other things she referred to that continually
draw me in. Sure she
’
s
flawed, who isn
’
t?
Candi conveys an innocence that
’
s
refreshing and captivating. She
’
s
book smart in so many areas while her street smarts are still developing. She,
like me, is a work in progress.
We were two masterpieces in the making that were bound,
more times than not, to compete, as well as, collide.

Stopping
by the front desk on the way to Gio
’
s room, I stood speechless before
studious Anna, our morning innkeeper. She patiently offered a blank stare to
match mine.
“
I
’
m sorry Anna, I forgot why I
’
m here.
”

“
Oh, that happens to me all the time,
”
offered Anna encouragingly.
“
What room are you in, maybe
that will help?
”

“
I don
’
t know that either. I can describe it for you. It has a
four poster bed and a cast iron slipper tub filled with water and a beautiful
naked woman.
”

Anna
blushed.
“
You
’
re in room 301, under Parker.
”

“
I hope so ... I think I came by to check out. We have two
rooms.
”

“
Are you OK, sir?
”

“
I am. Thanks. Just too much on my mind.
”

“
I bet it
’
s that beautiful lady you left in the tub that has you
discombobulated.
”

I
nodded, walking away as I tried to remember the last time I'd heard that word.

“
You
’
re probably right. She does that to me all the time here
lately.
”