Chapter eighteen

“So where do you want to go?” Richie asked, he was starting to get hungry.
Sarah looked up at him from the view of the city, not knowing what he was asking.
“What restaurant? Do you want to go out out or the hotel’s restaurant?” He clarified his question.


She thought about it, they could leave the hotel but then there would be that chance someone recognize him. In fact she’d rather stay in their room but she knew Richie wouldn’t and she couldn’t always sit in their hotel room. At the hotel’s restaurant there might be less of a chance of Richie being recognized, which would be nicer for both of them. They also wouldn’t have to drive to get there.

“The hotel.” She finally decided.
“Okay, I’m gonna go get ready.” He got up from his seat out on the terrace and went inside.

That gave Sarah the hint that she should too, she got up and followed him in.

In the room she bent to pick up her bag and started looking for clothes to wear but everything she picked out, wasn’t what she wanted.

“I don’t have anything nice.” Sarah complained.
Richie looked up from where he was standing. “We’ll go shopping tomorrow.” He said.
“Then I still don’t have anything nice for tonight.” She picked up the first pieces of clothing in her reach. “See, I don’t even have nice underwear.”
Richie raised an eyebrow.

She didn’t really know why she was complaining, she had always felt comfortable in what she had but now she wanted to look pretty. Now she had someone to look pretty for. She wanted to look nice for him.

“You want pretty underwear?” He asked, stepping over to his own bag and kneeling down.
“I know, we’ll get some tomorrow.” Sarah answered; it still didn’t solve her problem now.

Richie stood up with a pink plastic bag in his hands.

“What’s that?” Sarah asked when he turned around.
“I bought you something last week.” He handed the package over.
“What did you buy?” She asked a little uneasy.
“You’ll have to see and find out.” He answered.

Sarah nodded and took the tissue paper wrapped item out of the plastic bag. She placed it on the bed in front of her and carefully unfolded the paper, making Richie nervous that she was taking her time. What if she didn’t like it?

She carefully lifted the last piece of folded over paper.

It was driving Richie crazy, she was taking ages. He watched her face to see her exact expression for surprise.

“You got me underwear?” She asked a little confused but more surprised.
“I saw it last week and thought you’d look really good in it.” He answered. “You don’t have to wear it if you don’t want to.” He added quickly.

She held up the bra in front of her. The cups were made out of black silk, with a red lace rim on the tops. “It’s really nice.” She said as she put it back down and picked up the panties, glad it were panties. They were made the same way as the bra, black silk and red lace. “I like it.” She said and put it back down to find the rest of her clothes.

She wasn’t as bothered anymore about what she should wear. She picked up her jeans and that slightly too tight red t-shirts, along with her new underwear and excused herself to the bathroom.

He was a little disappointed he didn’t get to see her put it on but was relieved that she liked it. He finished getting dressed and picked up the phone to phone room service.



“Richie?” Came a few minutes later from the bathroom.

He followed the sound and opened the door.

“Can you do the straps for me?” She knew she could just take it off and do it herself but after their afternoon she thought he would like to do it.

Richie adjusted the straps and took a step back, hoping she’d turn around and show it to him.

Sarah reached for her t-shirt and put it on, then turned around.

“Aw, I don’t get to see it?” He asked disappointed.
“Later.” She reached in to kiss him.
“I’m gonna hold you to that.” He wrapped his arms around her to hold her.
“I hope so.” She looked up at him.

He had been so patient and sweet with her and after their talk and shower that made her feel even more attracted to him.

He smiled down at her, slowly, he reminded himself. He knew she wouldn’t change overnight; he didn’t want her to change. Sex would be nice but it sounded like he was getting that later. He just had to keep her pace. It took a lot during their shower not to pick her up and carry her to the bed or push her against the wet, tiled wall. He couldn’t do that, he’d freak the shit out of her and that would only make her close herself off again.

“Lets go find food.” Richie broke their few close minutes.



Only ten minutes later they were down in the restaurant. Unlike most hotel restaurants, it actually looked very charming.

At their table they had the candles lightened and the menu given to them.

“Do you want to see our wine chart sir?” Their waiter directed his question to Richie.
“No, thanks, we’re good.” He politely declined.
“I’ll be back to take your order.” The waiter said and walked away.



A good forty-five minutes later their food finally arrived.

After they both took their first bite, it was definitely worth the wait.

They sat in a quiet corner of the restaurant with a little tea light in the middle of their table, their drinks in wine glasses.

“I like this.” Sarah said after a few more bites.
“The food?” He asked.
“Yeah, that too but I meant all of it. Look at our little candle, isn’t it romantic?”
Richie chuckled. “One little candle? You’re easy.” He teased.
“Well it’s a lot more than I ever got.” She explained.
“When we go to a nicer restaurant, I’ll show you romantic.” He promised. He could do a lot better than at a hotel restaurant.

After dinner they ordered their desserts, luckily that didn’t take as long as their main course.



Two hours after they first arrived at the restaurant, they were ready to go at just a little past 8pm.

They had talked about what they could do tomorrow but Richie didn’t forget that Sarah might want to be a tourist. In the hotel lobby they found a bunch of information brochures about places nearby that they could visit, he’d let Sarah pick something. Then maybe they could go after they went shopping which would make tomorrow a busy day.

“I really liked dinner.” Sarah said once they were alone in the elevator.
“Yeah? I can do much more romantic though.” He assured her.
“But I like simple too.” Sarah said.
“But you deserve much more.” Richie added.
She didn’t know what to say to that and kept quiet.
Richie turned to look at her. “I mean it.” He said.
“I know you do.” Sarah answered him.

He turned her around to face him and kissed her just as the elevator doors opened.

“Come on, I’ll show you romantic.” He took her hand and started walking.
“How?” Sarah asked him confused but followed.
“See for yourself.” He unlocked the door and pushed it open.
“It’s dark.” Sarah said when all she saw was a dark room.
“I know. Close your eyes.” He ordered gently.

He watched her close her eyes and started his task.

Sarah wondered why he was walking around the room. When she heard matches being lit, she put the pieces together.

“Okay, open your eyes.”
She heard him say it from behind her, as she opened her eyes she felt his arms wrap around her waist and his chin rest on her shoulder.

She saw little candles all around the room, creating a little shimmer in the room. He was right, it was a lot more romantic.

“Beautiful.” She said as she turned around in his arms. “I still don’t know how I got this lucky.”
“It was long overdue so it was about time.”

Maybe he was right about that, she reached up to kiss him, moving her hands to his chest.

His hand snaked under the back of her t-shirt, feeling smooth skin. His hands moved higher as he thought of what she was wearing underneath her t-shirt. He liked how she looked in her t-shirt because it was tight he could see her perfect figure.

Their kiss broke to breath; the five inches of space between them gave Richie the chance to pull her t-shirt up.

Sarah raised her arms and let him take it off and drop it on the floor next to them.

Richie watched her for a few seconds; he knew she’d look beautiful. The sight made his dick jump inside his jeans.

Sarah moved closer to him and unbuttoned the first button of his shirt followed by the second so now the first four buttons were open, she slid her hand inside his shirt.

Richie unbuttoned the last few buttons and took his shirt off, while Sarah’s hands moved over his chest, playing with his chest hair, feeling his skin.

His own hands moved lower to unbutton her jeans; he wanted to see the whole outfit she was wearing.

Sarah let go of his chest and grabbed his hands to put them back on her back. She wrapped her hands around his neck and reached in to kiss him.

He pushed her lips apart, letting his tongue dangle with hers, his hands still at the small of her back. When he remembered her jeans were loose now, he dipped his hands in, letting them rest on her ass and pulled her closer against him.

Sarah could feel the evidence of his turn on now pressed against her.

When he let her go, he walked her to the bed, pulled the sheets away and let her lay down.

Sarah moved to the middle of the bed, making space for Richie to get in too.

He got on the bed next to her and moved over her to reach in for another kiss.

“Don’t do that.” She looked up at him above her.
“Right, sorry.” He moved back to her side.

He had a feeling he knew why she didn’t like that. Instead he pulled her to her side like last time. He raised a hand to cup her breast. He still wanted to see the whole thing and let his hand trail down to her hip as he kissed her.

Inside her jeans he could feel the lace, followed by silk, followed by damp silk fabric.

Sarah moaned at his touch and pressed against him.

Richie pulled his hand back and started pulling her jeans down, dropping them to the floor. She looked just like he had imagined. It made his jeans even tighter, so tight he had to take them off.

After dropping his own jeans to the floor too, he sat on his knees next to Sarah who was moving to sit up. He watched her face to see what she was going to do.

Sarah kept her eyes on his, and then slowly trailed down over his chest and belly to his groin. He was big, she knew that much.

Richie turned around so he could lean against the headboards.

She laid her hand on his knee and slowly stroked up his thigh. When she reached the top and was close to his groin, his dick jerked. Instead she let go and pulled her hand away.

Wondering if she was going to do more, he looked up at her.

She took a second, a breath and reached her hand out. Holding it against his dick before wrapping it closed around him, making Richie groan. Her hand felt warm around him, and soft.

His head fell back against the headboard when Sarah’s hand moved down.

She watched his face while her hand went up and down again. He looked very relaxed and seemed to be enjoying it. She watched him swallow slowly; he opened his eyes, then wrapped his hand around hers and stopped her movements.

“What? Is it not g-”
He stopped her before she could finish. “It’s so good that I might spontaneously explode again.” He said as he moved his hands to the red lace of her panties, he reached back in to kiss her.

He started pulling at her panties but because she was sitting it didn’t help much.

Sarah got the hind and moved so he could finally get them down and off.

Richie grabbed her hips firmly and moved her to sit between his thighs, her legs on either side of him, his dick right in front of her. Now that she was so close to him he reached for her velvet covered breasts. “You look very beautiful.” He said as his fingers slid in to her bra.

She leaned in and kissed him again.

Because of her change of position she could feel his dick pressing against her lower abdomen. She leaned her head back as he started kissing her neck. She could feel his hands move in between them and one between her legs.

His kisses went lower to her breasts. Richie’s fingers found a way between her legs, finding wet skin.

Sarah jerked as he touched her clitoris.

He made his movements soft and slow, loving it when she started to mean and rock against his hand, he kissed her neck again.

“Wanna lay down?” He asked gently.
She shook her head. “No.”
“How are you going-” He stopped when she pushed her chest against him, making his hand clamp between them.
“Just… Oh God.” She rocked her hips against his hand. “Richie.” She gasped.

He watched every move she made, how her chest was heaving, how she rocked against his hand and his dick. He had to stop her before he had his own climax.

Gently, he moved his free hand to her hip, stilling her motions.

When she was still, he pulled away his hand and started to run it up and down his dick.

“Wanna lay down now?” Richie asked again.
Sarah shook her head again. “No.”

She moved closer to him and raised her hips. She felt Richie’s other hand grab her hip and move with her as he guided his dick inside her.

He groaned when she slid down, she felt even wetter than last time.

Sarah gasped when she was all the way down.

“You okay?” He asked.
Finally she nodded to one of his questions. “Yeah, you’re really big.”

She softly rocked against him.

It wasn’t going to take much to make him cum now.

To steady herself she grabbed on to his shoulders and started rocking faster.

Richie let go of her hips and went up to her bra, pulling the silk down to meet her skin with his lips.

His lips felt so soft, she pushed her chest closer to him, making it easier for him to reach her.

He reached behind her back and unhooked the clasp, pulling the garment away from her skin, throwing it away. Relieved, he could feel Sarah tighten around him, finally he could let go. He bent down to wrap his lips around a nipple. His hips bucked with the next rocking movement she made.

As her orgasm consumed her, Sarah leaned backwards, feeling his hips buck upwards one more time before she felt his cum pour inside her.

He reached for Sarah’s breast, she looked incredibly hot with her back arched, her chest pushed forward, breathing heavily.



When all the orgasmic sensations faded, she sat up and slumped against his chest.

Richie turned his head to kiss her cheek. “Love you.” He whispered.
She wrapped her arms around his shoulder, not letting go yet. “Love you too.”