Vacation Ch. 2

Naava woke her head pounding from too much wine. God, I should not drink, she thought to herself, why am I such a lightweight? She looked over, saw Ethan sleeping soundly, and smiled. Carefully she climbed out of bed and made her way into the other bedroom where all her clothes were. Finding her robe, she wrapped up and headed for the medicine cabinet for some aspirin. Two tumbled out of the bottle, she thought twice about it and shook out one more.

Downstairs Naava poured her self a glass of orange juice and took her drugs. Now all that was left was to wait for them to kick in and wonder what would happen when Ethan woke.

An hour later, Ethan stirred and looked around his unfamiliar surroundings. The previous night came back to him and he smiled. Looking at the empty space next to him, he wondered how long he had been here alone. Ethan found his discarded clothes put them on and headed downstairs to find Naava.

He rounded the corner at the bottom of the stairs and found her sitting at the four top dining table. Her hair spilled around her while she read a magazine. Not wanting to startle her, he said, “Hi,” from a bit of a distance.

Naava tuned and smiled at him. “Hi.”

Ethan walked up to her, slipped his hand under her hair at the back of her neck and leaned in to kiss her. What was supposed to be a chaste good morning kiss was quickly turned into more. His other hand cupped the side of her face and he opened his mouth to let his tongue find hers. She tasted of the orange juice she had been drinking and it made him smile. Naava responded in kind and took his face in her hands. The kiss was deep, passionate, and wonderful.

When they finally broke away from each other, Ethan smiled, “Good morning.”

“Good morning.” Naava smiled back.

Ethan pulled up a chair close to her so their knees overlapped. “You’re up early.”

“Yeah. Too much wine. Had a bit of a headache.”

“You had three glasses.” Amusement in his voice.

“Yeah, well, cheap date.” She cringed as the words fell out of her mouth. “I mean,” she sighed, “I have a low tolerance.”

Ethan laughed, “I knew what you meant.” He looked at her for a moment and said, “How are you this morning? Feeling ok about last night?”

Regrets? She thought. For probably the best night of sex, she has ever had. Are you kidding? Instead, she said, “Not a one.” And smiled.

Ethan took her hand, “Good.” They sat looking at each other for a few heartbeats.

“So,” Naava started, “May I make you breakfast?”

Ethan ran his thumb over her hand, “ I was hoping to take you to breakfast this morning.”

Naava smiled, “I’d like that.”

“Good.”

“Would you mind if I took a shower first?”

Ethan smiled broadly, “Would you like some company?”

Naava blushed, “Is this your way of asking for a little morning nookie?”

Ethan laughed heartily, “You saw through my plan.”

“Thinly veiled, plan.”

“Yes, well, I never have lied well.”

“Good to know. Would you like some advice for the future?”

“Yes. Absolutely.”

“No planning or scheming needed.” She touched his face, “Just ask.”

Ethan’s heart skipped a beat; he leaned in and kissed her. “OK. Well, I have a gym bag in the car, I’ll go get it and meet you upstairs.”

“It’s a date.” They both stood, he gave her a soft kiss and Ethan made his way to the door, “Don’t lock your self out.” Naava joked, smiling, walking up the stairs.

“Don’t lock me out.” He quipped back.

Naava laughed and walked upstairs. She went to her things. They were still packed. Quickly she stared pulling out her toiletries for the shower, running back and forth between the two rooms. Ethan came back to the house and looked for Naava in the room they had slept in. Not finding her, he went to the next room. “I guess I picked the wrong room last night.” He dropped his bag on the floor.

“I think you picked the first room you saw.”

“I did. I was…preoccupied.” He smiled.

Naava blushed again. “Yes. We both were. So, shower?”

He smiled, placed his hands on her shoulders and they walked to the bathroom. Naava started the water and prepped the shower. She turned to find Ethan already undressing. Trying not to stare she looked around the room like she was making sure they had everything. Once undressed, Ethan stepped to Naava and gently played with the ties of her robe, “Need some help with this?” he pulled at the tie and her robe fell open. He brought his hands up and slipped the silk robe off her shoulders where in pooled on the floor. He stood for a moment taking in her body. She saw the appreciation in his eyes and butterflies took off inside her stomach.

Taking her hands, Ethan stepped backwards into the shower and helped Naava in. They stood under the warm water where Ethan embraced and kissed her deeply. Her arms circled his neck and they enjoyed the long, lingering kiss. She felt his excitement and drew back to look at him, “Maybe, we should take care of the more mundane things first, if last night is any indication of how I will be feeling after.”

“Which was how?” he smiled.

“Spent.” She smiled right back at him.

He reached for the body brush and the soap, “You first then.” He grinned. They took turns washing each other and stealing kisses in between. Whey they were squeaky clean, which meant Naava’s chest was squeaky clean, Ethan took her into his arms and leaned her up against the tile wall. They kissed and all the passion that they felt the previous night rekindled. Ethan pulled Naava’s leg around him and positioned himself to enter her. She was ready, and he slipped in with no trouble. She pulled him closer to her with her leg; the feeling of him deep inside her was ecstasy. His hips rocked as he pushed him self into her and Naava’s fingers dug into him as her excitement rose. Ethan drew back enough to watch Naava’s expressions, intermittently kissing her.

“God you feel good.” Ethan breathed.

Naava nodded, “So do you.”

“Yeah?” he smiled, “Tell me.”

Naava shook her head.

“No?”

“Can’t.” she couldn’t form a complete sentence.

“Why?” he smiled.

“I can’t…think.”

“Then I am doing it right.” He smiled, male pride running through his voice.

“So very right.” She moaned. Her nails dug deeper into him. This sent heat rushing through him.

“Are you close?”

She nodded again.

“Faster?” he whispered into her ear, lips gently tickling.

Again, she nodded, “Oh God, yes!” she said, breathless.

He quickened his movements and Naava’s moans grew frequent and louder. She announced her impending orgasm over and over. When it hit, her leg that was holding her up gave out, and Ethan had to hold her up by pressing her into the wall. Ethan came just after and moaned his offerings to God. She cried out to her God, and in agreement until the waves subsided and she could stand on her own. Ethan remained pressed against her, head resting on her shoulder, and she, clung to him.

He kissed her shoulder, neck, cheek then lips. Taking her face in his hands, he kissed her again and rested his forehead on hers. “God, Naava.”

“Yeah,” it came out winded. She let her leg that was wrapped around him slide down and he pulled out from her. He pulled her up from the wall and they stood under the water together in a hug, Naava resting her head on his chest. “I was so right about washing first.”

Ethan chucked and it rumbled in his chest and made her smile. “Are we done?”
He asked?

“Yeah.”

Ethan reached over and turned off the water and they climbed out of the shower. Each wrapped in a towel they strolled leisurely to the bedroom where they collapsed on the bed and curled up together. He turned so he could look down at her. Brushing a few wet curls from her face, he asked, “So, do you have a last name?”

Naava realized they hadn’t exchanged surnames and laughed. She covered her face with her hands, then dropped them to look at him. “Yeah. It’s Stewart.”

“Naava Stewart.” He smiled, “Ethan Miller.”

“Pleased to meet you.”

“Likewise.” He leaned over and kissed her. As they kissed, Naava’s stomach growled. Ethan looked at her and smiled. His had slipped under her towel and rubbed her stomach. “I guess we should feed you.”

“I have worked up an appetite.”

“Evidently. Come on let’s get dressed, you’re gonna need your strength.” He stood and pulled her to her feet.

“Am I?” she smiled.

He let his thumb brush the side of her face, “I hope so.” He looked in her eyes hoping she wanted more of him like he did of her. She smiled and nodded. “Good.” He gave her a quick kiss and they went about getting ready for breakfast.