Secretly Mine
Chapter 90: Favorite Place

Chapter 90: Favorite Place

After my climax, Christian stood up, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.

"Leslie, I wish I could express just how badly I want to take you here and now," he said, helping me keep my balance. "I don’t think I’ll be able to get you out of my mind for the rest of the night."

I only managed to reply with a smile. My body was still enveloped in the bliss of my release, and I found it difficult to do anything other than lean against the wall while Christian supported me.

-

After I found my footing, we walked out to his car. In the trunk, he pulled out a few bags and handed one of them to me.

"What’s this?" I asked curiously.

"Just a few things I bought during our trip. It’s mainly a fine porcelain tea set, which I think your parents will appreciate."

"You’re too nice," I said quietly. My legs were still slightly shaky from the earlier fun.

"Me? Not at all," he replied, smiling.

We carried the bags inside, pretending as if Christian didn’t just eat me out. I could still feel the moisture between my legs as we walked, constantly reminding me of how Christian’s soft lips felt as they pressed against my sensitive skin.

As we entered the dining room, all eyes were on us. I was certain that we would be questioned on why we took so long, Christian tactfully lifted the bags in his hands, successfully distracting everyone.

"Oh, what do you have there?" my mother asked, with a fawning smile.

She must have recognized the logo on the bags.

Christian walked over to her side and placed the bags in front of her. "I recently saw these and thought of you, I hope they are to your taste."

My mother wasted no time and began to open the first bag. Unlike Morgan, her movements were elegant and mindful. Before long, a beautiful white teapot emerged from the box.

"It’s so beautiful! Thank you, Christian. I love it so much!" she said with a beaming smile.

"I’m glad that you like it. These bags here are the matching teacups and saucers. This is for you, Mr. Moresi."

"Please, call me Georgio. We’re practically family now," my father said, eyeing the bag in Christian’s hands.

Christian smiled and handed the bag to my father, who opened it right on the spot. A very gaudy gold watch with diamonds appeared as soon as he opened the small box.

"My, my! This is quite a surprise! If I’m not mistaken, this is the limited edition GL3 watch!" he exclaimed.

"You’re correct, that’s the one!" answered Christian.

My father held the watch in his hands, turning it a few times. "I must say, you’re much more capable than I am. I’ve hunted this watch ever since it came out, and I still haven’t been able to obtain it. Now, here you are gifting it to me."

"Of course, he is, Father! I wouldn’t fall for just anyone!" chimed in Morgan. She walked over and wrapped her arms around Christian’s arm, sending him a flirtatious look.

"Why don’t you two go out for a stroll around the garden?" my mother suggested, looking at the two of them lovingly.

"I would like to come too!" Cherie quickly stood up and walked over to Christian’s other side.

My mother’s smile stiffened, but she couldn’t refute a guest. "Leslie, why don’t you go as well?" she suggested.

She probably wants me to keep Cherie off of Christian for Morgan’s sake.

I caught Christian’s glance as I turned to look at my mother. He looked at me expectantly, causing a small smile to creep up on my face.

"Sure," I answered simply, remaining very neutral. With the plans settled, we all set out towards the gardens.

Christian walked in front with Morgan while Cherie followed not far behind. I was the farthest one back, following them like a maid instead of someone part of the group. I didn’t mind, though I did feel sorry for Christian.

While we walked, Cherie looked around approvingly. "This is one of the better gardens that I’ve seen. Not as large as the one back home, but the selection of flowers is nice."

Morgan rolled her eyes. "Christian, what do you think of the garden? You’ve been here a few times now."

"Mmm, I find it beautiful and romantic," he replied.

"Since you’ve been here before, would you bring me to your favorite spot? I’d like to experience it," blushed Cherie.

Christian paused briefly before replying, "Sure, I’ll bring you there."

He has a favorite spot?

We weaved through the garden until I found us walking down a very familiar spot. Just ahead was the stone bench where Christian and I had our ’first’ encounter.

"This is it. My favorite spot," he said, turning around to face me.

My face flushed. I realized what he was doing. If I were to choose, this would also be my favorite spot in the garden.

Cherie looked around, unimpressed. "It’s...nice. A bit ordinary, no?"

"You wouldn’t know, but this is where Christian waited for me during our engagement party. He wanted to spend some alone time with me," said Morgan, tilting her head upwards.

Cherie looked angry, but didn’t have anything to retort with. The entire time, neither of them noticed the buzzing electricity between me and Christian.

He looked directly into my eyes before moving his gaze downwards, stopping at the spot right between my legs.

While Morgan and Cherie were facing away from me, I quickly lifted the skirt of my dress up, flashing Christian, before putting it back down.

His body froze. He took a step forward, leaning close to my ear.

"I swear to all that is holy, Leslie. I’m going to fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk."

"Christian? What are you doing?" asked Morgan.

Christian slowly pulled away from my ear, turning to face Morgan. "I was trying to prepare a small surprise for you," he said, smiling softly.

While he was smiling outwardly, I already noticed how something got bigger in his pants. His words left me hot and bothered. The moisture between my legs only increased.

"Surprise?" she asked, looking confused but expectant.

"Remember this?" he asked, handing her a rose plucked from a nearby bush.

She blushed as she nodded her head. "Yes, how can I forget?" She accepted the rose, bringing it up to her nose.

-

We continued our walk, making it back to the house. The entire walk back, my mind was only filled with thoughts of Christian. Every step was more difficult than the previous one due to the ever-rising desire that was building up within me.

The one thing on my mind was hoping that Christian would be spending the night. Even if he didn’t come to my room, I was willing to sneak out and go find him.

Thankfully, Morgan asked the question for me.

"Will you be spending the night tonight?" she leaned over, batting her eyelashes at him.

Christian looked down at her and smiled, "Would you like me to?"

"Yes!" both she and Cherie answered in unison.

"Haha, then sure! I will spend the night then," he answered, turning his head slightly to look back at me.

Once inside, we all went our separate ways, retiring to our rooms. On the way to my room, Morgan stopped me.

"Are you going to bed?" she asked, lifting her eyebrow.

What an odd question.

"Yes. I’m incredibly tired. You know what time I woke up this morning, I’ve been dying to go to sleep since I came home," I replied. "Why?"

She looked me up and down, "Just wondering."

Without saying anything else, she strutted away, heading back towards her room.

Strange.

Ignoring her, I continued towards my room, but as I approached my bedroom door, I didn’t stop. My heart began to race, and I increased my pace.

I can’t believe I’m doing this. I’m so screwed if I get caught.

Running down the hallway to where the guest rooms were, I ran straight towards Christian’s bedroom.

Without knocking, I slipped inside, just in time to see Christian taking his shirt off by the bed. His eyes immediately locked onto me, shocked to see me here and so early.

"I’m sorry. I couldn’t wait a moment longer," I breathed, standing in front of the closed door.

He threw his shirt on the bed and walked up to me with large strides. His hand caressed my face while he pushed me against the wall.

"I’m so happy that you’re here," he whispered as he began to kiss me with a blazing frenzy.

I completely melted from his touch. Every part of my body was incredibly sensitive from our earlier session. While kissing me, his fingers found the hem of my dress and slowly lifted it upwards, exposing my naked body beneath.

When it reached my chest, he paused momentarily, taking the opportunity to kiss my breasts. His soft lips tickled as they kissed the area around my nipple. However, the tickling was quickly replaced with a much more intense pleasure as is tongue began to draw circles.

"Oh fuck," I moaned, losing myself in the wonderful sensation.

Christian finally pulled the dress off of me completely, while sucking on my nipples, similar to the way he sucked my clit earlier.

My legs nearly gave out, but thankfully, Christian reacted quickly and lifted me into his arms.

"We haven’t even started, and you already can’t walk," he teased, placing me on his bed.