Chapter Eleven
With Shawn being called into the restaurant for some shipment issues, Emilia had some plans of her own that included checking out the fish market at nine o’clock. She printed out a recipe that included fresh salmon as a backup if Derek were to see her there. She dressed as if she was just having a shopping day at the pier, also part of the plan. Dawning her leggings, sweater, raincoat and willies she grabbed her handbag looked in the mirror said to herself ‘Wish me luck’ and headed out to the pier.
Emilia parked on the street like every other vehicle. She made sure the recipe was in her hand and in plain sight. Walking down the street she knew the first thing she was going to do when she got home, was take a shower. The smell was getting stronger the closer she got to the fish market. “Hello there Miss, can I help you with something?” an old man with white hair and beard with missing teeth asked her. “No, I’m fine thank you. Just looking around.” She responded with a smile. Well, she thought she wasn’t lying, she was looking around, just for a person not fish. She heard voices, some pleasant not so much. Some drunk slouching against buildings or lying on the ground against other buildings. Seagulls flying overhead or walking about with the people. Ships pulled in and out with gear ready to be emptied or filled. It smelled of salt air, but mostly like an aquarium she thought. A really dirty aquarium.
Spotting a man smoking a cigarette pacing back and forth looking around, down to his watch, then around again. Emilia knew he was the one that Derek came to meet so she hovered around in that area. It wasn’t long when she spotted Derek in a black coat, jeans, boots and a hat. She thought he could pass as ship’s captain. Derek pulled the man aside and handed him a package that looked like wrapped up fish, muttered some words then walked away. Emilia couldn’t hear what Derek had said to the man but as the man opened part of the package Emilia pretended to trip and bumped into the man for a closer look. Money. Looking like several thousands of dollars, Emilia kept her face down with her raincoat hood over her face, she disguised her voice and said “Sorry” to the man and walked away. She wanted to rush back home and check out the pictures she had just taken, even being able to take a picture of the money in the wrapper when she bumped into him. Remembering to purchase a fresh salmon first, Emilia headed home.
The shower felt so good, but even after washing her hair three times, Emilia thought she could still smell the ‘fish air’ as she called it still in her hair, but it would have to do, she wanted to look at those pictures before Shawn returned home. Plugging her phone into her laptop, she hit ‘upload’ and the pictures began to flash on the screen one by one in sequence of how she took them. “If only I could have gotten audio on what Derek said to him” Emilia said out loud looking at the pictures. “Who are you?” She said to the picture of the man. Hearing the door, Emilia quickly closed the laptop and placed it on the chair in her dressing room.
“Hey gorgeous” Shawn said with a smile. “Don’t come too close, I smell like fish air” Emilia said holding out a hand to stop him. Like that was actually going to stop him. “You went to the pier?” Shawn asked with a semi grin. “I wanted to get a fresh salmon for a recipe I found online, I thought I could cook you dinner for a change.” “You know I pay people good money to do that for me.” He said back kissing her shoulder from behind. “Well, I thought it might be nice to do…” She trailed off when Shawn wrapped his arms around in front and caressed her breast, kissing her shoulder, up to her neck and back down again. Emilia reach behind her and undid his pants, pushing at them to fall. Shawn opened her dressing gown letting it slip to her feet. Taking her breast in his bare hands, he kissed her again up and down from shoulder to neck. Teasing her nipples between his thumbs and finger tips bringing pleasure to them both. “Take these off! Just push them down!” Emilia ordered tugging on his jeans. “In due time my love” Shawn said with a smile “Be patient and let me play a little” he continued. “I don’t have patience when it comes to this” she simply said. “The urge is so strong, I need you. The pull inside me is so strong and insatiable I could drown in you” She continued. Turning around swiftly, she grabbed the top of his jeans and pushed him free. Wrapping herself around him she moved her hips to stroke him. “Take me now or I will have my way with you” She simply said again. Shawn kissed her deeply and entered her swiftly and with force. Her words had made him go mad in the head. Moving her hips to match his thrust the moved rhythm for rhythm. Movement for movement. Even when the changed positions, they moved together in sync. Leaning over the side of the chair, Shawn entered her from behind, Emilia moaned his name. Letting him thrust a few strokes then yelled out deeper, Shawn listened not only for her sake but because the view from his side was driving him insane. Emilia moved over the arm of the chair a little more so he could get in a good deep penetration, moaning she clutched the chair and let herself float over that wonderful wave of ecstasy. Emilia reached between her legs and pulled him out only to enter him again in another way. “You sure?” Shawn said out of breath. “Yes, No, Yes” she said and when Shawn hesitated, she backed up into him so that he entered her whether either of them was ready. Letting out a slow breath they both paused, but Emilia reached between her legs again and softly massaged his scrotum. Shawn couldn’t help but thrust, slowly, slowly, then building speed. He pulled out a few times to look then right back in again. Moving her hand between herself and his scrotum then back to herself Emilia let out his name and exploded herself. The tightening of her made Shawn thrust a bit harder than he wanted to but the feeling of her took over. He rammed into her over and over taking her like a wild animal then releasing himself in her. Sinking down over her, he apologized if he was to rough. “Well, since I never had it there, I’m not sure if it was too rough or not.” She said catching her breath “But, we are definitely going to have to do that again.” She added on. “Wait a few minutes and then say that again” Shawn said with a somewhat grin, trying to control his breathing. “That really was your first? You know? There?” He asked. “Yep” She replied “Why now?” “Why not?” “Sorry if it hurt” “It felt wonderful” She said. “Again, say that again in a few minutes” Shawn did say with a grin that time. “Is that your cell phone or mine?” Shawn asked her “I think that is yours” Emilia responded. “Well, I guess I should get it then.” “I guess so” Emilia said as she gave him a little nudge.
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Sweet Surrender
RomanceEmilia Branson is a strong and career oriented woman, but can she put her family curse behind her when Shawn Milano comes knocking on her hearts door?