The CEO Ch. 22

Eva woke up to Lucas getting dressed.

"Good morning, Sweetie," he said. "I've ordered some breakfast for you. I have a short meeting this morning, and then we can walk around town a bit, see the sights, and do a little shopping. How does that sound?"

"I'd be happy to just stay in bed with you all day," Eva said, only half teasing. She did want to enjoy her trip, but she also wanted to spend lots of time in bed. "You're not really going to leave me alone are you? I don't know any German," Eva complained half-heartedly.

"If you meet someone under 50, they'll know enough English for you to get whatever you need, even if they say they don't know English. You'll be fine." he reassured.

"What if the bell hop is cute, and I can't wait for you?" she teased.

"Then it will give a new meaning to breakfast in bed, won't it?" he replied. "No worries, I won't be long." And with that he was out the door.

Room service knocked and brought in some food in lovely covered dishes. The server was polite and asked if Eva needed anything. Eva just had her leave it in the living room, and she flipped through some TV while she ate some breakfast. Eva was actually hungry.

He had left some items on the table, and his card was among the papers and coins. She read the name on the card, Marker One Industries. That's what the guard at the airport had asked. Eva let it slip out of her mind, and cuddled back up into the robe provided for the guests which were quite cozy. She decided she wasn't even going to get dressed, so she spent the morning wrapped in the robe or occasionally totally nude as she walked around the suite and checked out the amenities.

Eva eventually drew a bath and got into the whirlpool tub enjoying the sensation of the warm swirling bubbling water on her skin. She could get used to this, she thought. After her skin was all pruny, Eva decided she should get out and towel off. She put on some of the lotion that was on the counter, a faint sent of peaches. Eva heard the door open in the other room.

"Are you ready to go," Lucas called.

"Oh, yes, I'm ready," Eva called back, thinking that she was ready for some more sex.

"We'll be able to see the Christmas markets, and I have some places I want to show you," said Lucas.

"I have something I want to show you, too," Eva cooed, leaning back on her towel and spreading her legs. Lucas appeared in the doorway.

"Ah, now I see we weren't talking about the same thing," he laughed. "Apparently, we'll need to spend a little time in before going out."

"Yes, I do think so," Eva agreed, "I've gone without for hours now." Eva tried to sound as though she was being neglected. He walked toward her, and she rose to meet him, putting her arms around his neck and letting her body fall against his.

"Make love to me, Lucas," Eva implored him. He kissed her softly, yet deeply, and she could feel herself falling under his spell. Her desire was obvious, and he didn't leave her wanting. They went to the bed and made love to one another, the kind of love making that only happens when two people are only thinking about each other, pleasing them, wanting to make them feel good, and yet, somehow both end up getting aroused more than they ever have, and experience the best orgasm.

That's the way it was, and it seemed almost miraculous and impossible, and Eva wished it wouldn't end. She lay beside him, her hands softly touching his, as though it were the most important and significant thing on earth, watching them touch and feeling the curves of his fingers. How could she feel so connected to someone like she did right now, and yet hardly know them, really? This life was sure hard to figure out, she thought.

"What does your company do?" Eva asked, thinking back to the airport security guard.

"Ah, well, we've grown quite a bit from where we started. It was mainly human resource placement and service trades initially, but we've branched out into transportation services, real estate, marketing, telecommunications, and film production," Lucas offered. Eva still wasn't sure she knew what his company did.

Eva got herself ready, and Lucas took her out to the see the town and do some shopping in the main business district. The first thing that Eva noticed was that Europeans had slightly different taste in colors and patterns in clothes. She did find a close fitting cocktail party dress that walked the fine line between elegant and irresistibly sexy, and Lucas assured her that she should wear it soon.

Some of the styles, she didn't care for. But, some she found interesting and unique. The large department stores were similar to the states, but it seemed like there were more individually owned stores. The streets were also sprinkled with cafes, and people were still sitting outside, though it seemed too cold to Eva.

It was nice walking with Lucas, holding on to his arm, enjoying his company, and listening to him give a little history of the town and some of the landmarks. Just like when she was looking down from the airplane, Eva felt small and insignificant, surrounded by centuries of history she really knew little about besides what she had gotten in history class, which wasn't much, it seemed.

Lucas convinced her to try a cappuccino and some spaghetti eis at a little ice cream parlor that turned out to be vanilla ice cream pressed through a spaghetti strainer with strawberry topping. He got some stracciatella eis, which was chocolate chip. The coffee was served in small porcelain cups with saucers, and the ice cream was in beautiful glass dishes of unique shape and color based on the type of eis sundae that was ordered.

As the sun started to set, he took her to the Christkindl Markt (Christmas Market), which was row after row of small wooden stalls with people selling wares, Christmas decorations, seasonal gifts, and food. It was fun to listen to the conversations around her and try to make out a word or two while watching people's expressions. On occasion, Eva would ask Lucas what they were talking about, and he would provide a short summary.

He bought some bratwurst and pommes frites (french fries). The bread was thick and substantial, not soft like American hot dog buns. The ketchup had paprika in it. Then he introduced Eva to gluhwein (translated literally as glow wine), the spiced warm wine traditionally served in a souvenir porcelain cup that commemorated the city and year of the Christkindl Markt.

It did, in fact, make Eva feel warm inside. But in some ways, she thought maybe it was because it had been such a wonderful day with a man she loved, who Eva felt she could absolutely be herself with, and she was willing to share all of her thoughts with. The two of them admired the large Christmas tree at the end of the square. The day had been quite an adventure for Eva, taking in new sights and sounds, and spending more time with Lucas.

They walked back to the hotel, and Eva was cold by the time they got there. Lucas lit the fireplace and wrapped her in his arms on the couch.

"Lucas," Eva began, "I still don't think I understand what your business does."

"Hmmm, you are probably right. I haven't been entirely open in sharing my work, and I want to share all of myself with you. What do you say we visit some of my business and real estate holdings tomorrow and Thursday after the conference?"

"Are you leaving me alone again tomorrow?" Eva asked, wishing he wouldn't.

"Yes, you know that was the purpose of the trip. But, I will have more time towards the end of the week, and then we will be going to the ball at the Ruppenheimer Schloss Saturday," he reminded her.

"So, you own businesses in Germany?" Eva asked.

"Yes, all over Europe now," he replied. "Deutschland is a particularly large market for our services." He looked at her, his eyes were so vivid and sweet, the reflection of the fire dancing in them.

"I think I'm finally warming up now," Eva said.

"Does that mean I can start undressing you now?" he teased pulling her close and kissing her, while he proceeded to slowly work on loosening her clothes. Eva was glad, since it was exactly what she wanted as well. She let him slowly undress her, happy to let him see her naked, unencumbered by the mask of her clothes.

Eva watched as the flickering firelight and shadows moved across him as he undressed standing near her, revealing his nicely built torso and stiffening hard on. He came to her, and the warmth of his body pressed against hers, sending immediate tinges of excitement to her erogenous zones. They kissed, letting their tongues linger.

Eva wrapped her arms around him, encouraging him to move upward to enter her as she widened her legs allowing him complete access to the slit between her hips. He pushed in, her back involuntarily arching from the sensation of his cock penetrating her, and she felt him grab her tits as he brought one to his mouth to suck on its nipple. God, it was good with him, Eva though., And it seemed like she didn't even have to try, it just happened, one touch, one look, and she was suddenly ready to respond to his advances, her pussy wet and tingly.

Eva briefly wondered if it would always be like this, her desire for him so ever present, and his obvious desire to be inside of her. She bit her lip, his cock pushing hard up into her making her weak from the lack of oxygen getting to her brain. She was suddenly breathing heavily, uncontrollably lost in his grunting effort to shove his cock into her and fill her with his seed.

"Uh, ohhhhhh, Goood," escaped from her lips, and she was coming, his body bucking into her relentlessly, hammering her pussy and hips. He shoved in one last time, grunting and straining to bury himself in her, his cum shooting inside her. He laid on top of her, and Eva could now feel his weight and hear his heavy breathing. She savored the wetness between her legs. She definitely needed that every day, twice a day, like she'd gotten it today. Of course she fully planned to make him cum again before the two of them drifted off to sleep...