(author comment) sorry for the long delay, something called real life keeps intruding, grrrr! This and chapter 6 have been ready for ages and I'm working on chapter 7.
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Sera was still shaking, aware of her heart pounding as she clung to Carlos. Her body felt ultra sensitive, all her senses seemed magnified. She almost jumped as Carlos brushed his lips against her cheek.
"I love the way you come, baby," he said. "That was so hot."
"It's never been like that before" she replied, her voice shaky. Still, her experience had been limited to a few toys as she had always been too embarrassed to actually touch herself.
As she began to calm down, she realised that they were both naked. "Could you pass me a towel?" she asked. There was no way she was getting out of the hot tub and letting him see her, even after what had just happened. She felt so ashamed, how could she have let herself go like that? She couldn't even face him, couldn't bear to see the look in his eyes remembering how she had begged him to touch her.
He got out and handed her a towel. "Use the outside shower if you like then I'll show you to your room."
She felt relieved, 'her' room not 'their' room. She managed to put her wet bikini bottoms back on, shielding her body with the towel. She was not showering naked in front of Carlos. She was embarrassed enough that he had seen her breasts. After she had finished showering, he handed her another clean towel. She wrapped herself up in it and sat on one of the loungers whilst he showered.
After he showered, she followed him upstairs, and he opened a door leading to a beautiful bedroom. The room was dominated by a huge four poster bed with black silk curtains There were fake fur rugs on the floor, and candles lit everywhere. Then he opened a second, connecting door. This room was smaller, but no less impressive. There was a silver four poster, inlaid with precious jewels, and a white lace canopy above it. The rugs and curtains were white. Candles were lit here too. There was a huge wardrobe, and Sera noticed it was full of her clothes. She looked at him questioningly.
"I'll explain later" he said. "Change into the clothes on the bed and I'll get some champagne."
Sera went through to the room, and breathed a sigh of relief as she heard the door shut behind her. Looking on the bed, Sera saw the outfit John had bought her for her birthday, white lacy stockings, an ivory satin suspender belt, and matching knickers. He had asked her to model it for him but she had ignored him. Her white silky skirt and matching lace top lay beside it, and she felt embarrassed to wear the outfit in front of Carlos. The skirt swirled around as she walked, showing her legs up to the thigh. The top tied in a knot between her breasts, leaving her stomach bare. Reluctantly, she put on the clothes, and the make up which was on the dressing table.
All too soon there was a knock on the door. "Are you ready?" demanded Carlos.
"Yes,"
He opened the connecting door. "You look amazing" he said. He was still wearing just the towel, his long hair was still damp around his shoulders. The white towel emphasised his tanned skin and despite her fear, she thought he looked pretty amazing himself.
"Come here," he said softly, patting the bed in his room. Nervously, she walked over to the bed and sat down and he handed her a glass of champagne. She still felt embarrassed about the way she had responded to him earlier.
She drank the champagne quickly, she was no longer relaxed with him after what had happened earlier. He took the glass from her and began to kiss her, unfastening her top. He stared at her half naked body again.
"So beautiful" he said. "I've got to feel you against me." He lifted her legs and moved her so she was lying full length on the bed, and covered her body with his, desperate to feel her breasts pressing against his bare chest. He began kissing her again, roughly. She could feel his aroused body pressing against her, and knew she would be forced to satisfy him again.
He lifted his weight slightly and began to caress her left breast. His free hand trailed over her stomach, down past her hips, then pushed her skirt aside touching her bare thigh. Then slowly, he moved his hand up her inner thigh until he reached her knickers. His fingers began to push inside her knickers and she panicked. She couldn't let it happen again, she decided she was going to have to distract him somehow.
She twisted away from him and hesitantly placed her hands on his chest. Shyly, she began to caress him with her fingertips. He sighed and lay back down on the bed.
"Is this ok?" she asked.
"It's good." He could tell that she felt embarrassed after what had happened earlier.
She looked at him nervously, trying to imagine what he would like, remembering the reluctant pleasure she had got from his caresses earlier. She stroked his hair, his face, then began to cover his face with soft kisses. Her hands moved down to his chest again.
"Do men like being touched here too?"
