In Too Deep: Castell Brothers - Book 1 (The Castell Brothers) Read online

  “Mmmm . . . Xander, more . . . please!” I sound so breathless I hardly recognise my own voice. He starts to shift his body down on the bed. I think I’m going to come before he’s even started. When his tongue finds me, I moan . . . it feels so good – he licks my folds and pushes his tongue inside me – I’ve never felt anything like this before in my life. I grip the headboard and claw at the sheets, arching my back off the bed.

  “You taste so good . . . I have wanted to taste you since the first moment I saw you, I knew you would taste like this . . . you are so wet . . . so sweet . . . come for me baby, so I can taste it all.” His Spanish accent, his deep gravelly voice and where it is coming from, together with what he’s doing to me with his tongue, cause me to erupt and I cry out, holding on to his head, losing control completely, rising myself up off the bed so that I’m pushing myself further into his mouth. Fuck . . . I need this man. “Oh god, Xander, that feels so good . . . I'm coming! Oh . . .” This is what it’s all about. I want to feel this again. A lot. I want to feel what it’s like to have this man inside me – the thought jolts me. I want him to be my first. It feels natural, the thought of being with him.

  When my shudders subside and my body stops shaking I eventually come back down to earth, he’s kissing the inside of my thighs looking up at me. I smile shyly at him. Guilt washes over me, he’s still turned on and not had any release. I know he’s not expecting me to have sex with him - I just know. My turn to make him feel good now.

  “Wow . . . that was . . . you’re good at that.” I sit up and smile at him. “But now it’s your turn.”

  He shakes his head, standing up – he leans over me and kisses me passionately on the mouth. I can taste me on him. “This is not about me, it’s all about you. I wanted to taste you so much . . . wanted to watch you come.”

  I look up at him. “But I want to.”

  He smiles sexily at me and lets out a low grown in frustration, “You are making it hard for me to say no, looking at me like that. Come on, let us go to the others before I change my mind.”

  I get up and slide my bathing suit back on. My limbs feel heavy and relaxed, post-orgasm. “They’ll be wondering what is going on - I didn’t come in here for something to happen, I was just waiting for you.” I hesitate. “I’m glad something did happen though.” I smile and kiss him, he responds immediately, kissing me back urgently then he suddenly breaks away.

  “Mon dieu mi amor, you have no idea what you do to me, please wait outside . . . I need to compose myself I cannot go out like this.” He grins at me then looks down. He has a huge erection that cannot be disguised by his swim trunks. Knowing I can turn him on like that makes me feel so good . . . powerful. I grin at him and as I’m walking out say “I did offer to help with that problem!”

  I hear him laughing as I close the door.

  As I wade through the clear aqua water I feel on cloud nine. I get to the shore just as Xander is getting off the boat to join us. It’s a small beach, the sand is nearly white, this is the most beautiful idyllic place I’ve ever been to. The others are all sat down on a couple of picnic blankets and have started eating.

  They look up when I approach, Kelly asks smirking “What took you so long?”

  I knew they knew we’d been up to something, so I just shrugged and said “Xander.”

  They all laugh.

  I turn to see Xander walking out of the water behind me, as he reaches me he slides his arms around my waist and starts to kiss my neck from behind. This can’t be real, is this adonis really into me?

  It must be obvious to the others that something has shifted between us, they know something happened on the boat.

  Marty groans, “Put her down Alexander . . . let her eat!” Then he turns to me, “What have you done with my friend? I have never seen him be affectionate with a girl before . . . EVER.”

  Xander looks up smirking at Marty. “Thank you Marty - that is enough.” He gives him a warning look and then releases me to sit down.

  We have a lavish lunch of crusty bread, different meats, hummus, salad, crisp, pieces of chicken and fruit and cake for dessert. Everyone is enjoying it and the conversation is easy. Xander is sat so close to me the whole time that I can feel my body tingling.

  We stay a while, music playing from the boat so that we can hear it, the captain waiting there for us. Oh shit! Could the captain have heard me before with Xander? I wasn’t exactly quiet . . . fuck . . . I didn’t think of that – how embarrassing.

  The guys ask us about back home and our lives. Kelly tells them about our dancing and the routines that we do together. Xander’s expression is unfathomable - he doesn’t like that I’m a dancer. To bad . . . it’s part of who I am.

  We eventually make our way back to the boat and once it sets off again Xander asks me to go in the Jacuzzi with him, alone. I check with the girls, they’re enjoying themselves, everyone is on the Champagne. We’re clubbing later, so they better take it easy.

  Xander folds his hand around mine as we are walking downstairs . . . it feels so natural. I don’t know what it is about him that makes me feel so safe and comfortable when I’ve only known him for three days. I feel that this is something more serious than a holiday romance, but I don’t want my mind to start making this into something that it is not.

  He helps me into the already bubbling Jacuzzi . . . it s fantastic and relaxing. My mind wanders to whether he’s ever had sex in it, or how many girls he’s had in here.

  I have to ask. “I bet this Jacuzzi has seen a lot of action hasn’t it?”

  He looks at me strangely like he doesn’t know whether to tell me something, so . . . hundreds then. I’m shocked when he says “I cannot speak for my brothers, but I can tell you that you are the first woman that I have invited on here.”

  I snort unattractively. “Yeah, right.”

  “This is true . . . you can ask the others. I . . . I do not have interest in women usually.”

  Eh? What does that mean? “How do you mean?”

  He laughs nervously, “That came out wrong. I mean I do not pursue women. There has never been any woman I’ve wanted to spend time with other than just for sex. I only usually have sex with women that have an agreement with me, that it is just sex. I have never wanted anything more with any woman.” He carries on, “But I want to spend time with you. I cannot stop thinking about you Elsa, ever since I saw you walk into the hotel I was drawn to you. You are breathtakingly beautiful, but it’s also something more than that, I feel a pull towards you.”

  I know exactly what he means because I feel it too, but I’m sure it’s just because I have holiday fever. I feel so happy knowing I’m the only woman ever to be here; in this Jacuzzi with him. It makes me feel special. He makes me feel special.

  “Why are you not interested in relationships?” I ask

  His expression changes and goes darker. “My family mostly. I should explain something about my family. They are very well known in Spain, sometimes not for the right reasons. My stepfather is a very powerful man, but he has not got his power from doing all good. Sometimes he has been bad. I run the clubs, legitimately – I do not associate with any of his other business or my brothers business.

  Rafael is the brother I am with most of the time as his security business coincides with mine and we are good friends. Andreo is bad news, he is not a bad person but dangerous, his underground fighting that he runs is highly illegal and one day someone is going to get seriously hurt.

  Gabriel is an accountant and has a lovely family. He does not want anything to do with the businesses at all. Sometimes my surname makes people fear me for who my stepfather is and sometimes it attracts the wrong type of women. I do not meet women like you on a day to day basis, you seem so worldly-wise for your age but naive and innocent at the same time.” He lifts his hand out of the water and strokes the back of his fingers down my face. I wonder if he has any clue exactly how innocent I am.

  There are those butterflies again. Should I be scared about what he’s just told me? His family sound . . . well, shady - that’s how he’s described them anyway. I’m glad he’s been honest with me but is it really something I needed to know when I’m going home in two weeks or so, and will never see him again? I did pry so I suppose I asked for it, but at least he’s being honest.

  I ask him, “When are you leaving to go back to Madrid?”

  He gives me a crooked smile, “The same day you leave for home. I would like to spend as much time as possible with you between now and then.”

  I shake my head. “I know . . . I’d like that too, but I’m on holiday with my friends and I can’t just desert them. Hayley paid for us all to come here and I won’t go off with some holiday fling and leave them to it.” I say, probably a bit harshly, but he can’t think that I’ll drop everything for him.

  He stares at me and raises an eyebrow. “You are mistaken if you think this is a holiday fling. If you think this will be over at the end of your holiday, you are mistaken.”

  I’m shocked. “How can you say that? We hardly even know each other?”

  “I know enough to know that I want you . . . a feeling I’m not too familiar with.” He says

  I want him too, a feeling I'm not too familiar with - God do I want him . . .

  I wonder if I should tell him that I’m a virgin. I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I want this man to be my first. But I don’t want to tell him and it change the way he is with me. I don’t want him to be gentle with the little virgin. So I keep quiet about it . . . for now.

  I lean in to kiss him gently on the lips. “I want you too.”

  He groans and then grabs my head so that my lips meet his again and kisses me roughly. “Keep talking like that and I’ll take you, right here.” He pulls away his
eyes hooded, he’s turned on.

  “Ok.” I sigh, “I’ll talk to the girls, maybe I can alternate between them and you depending on what your plans are, I can spend the day with them and go clubbing and then spend the day after with you? If you like I’ll ask them, but it depends when you’re free.”

  He shakes his head. “Do not worry about that, mi amor - I will arrange it that I am not working on the days you can see me. I can show you the Ibiza that you would otherwise not see.” He gives me a wide grin, his eyes crinkle at the sides and I smile back.

  “We better get back to the others - I feel like I’m neglecting them,” I say standing up.

  He gets hold of my legs as I’m about to climb out and pulls me down on to his lap so that I’m straddling him. He is hard again, his erection pressing into the apex of my thighs, just our swimsuits in the way.

  “When we dock please will you spend some time with me here alone? I do not expect anything of you, I just want to spend as much time with you that is possible?”

  I shake my head. There’s no way. “I’m out to Eutopia tonight with Kel and Hayley, we’ll be getting ready.” I’m a little sad, I wish I could have stayed longer.

  “Maybe we could come with you?” he asks, all the while his hands stroking up and down my back, making it hard for me to concentrate.

  “I don’t think the girls would be keen on that idea, but I’ll see what they say, OK?” I lean down to kiss him, I’m feeling bold and as his mouth opens I slide my tongue in and kiss him passionately, I grind up and down on him so that he groans.

  “You are teasing me, yes?” he says smiling as he breaks off from the kiss.

  I laugh “Sorry, I’m teasing you, yes.” I kiss him again, climb off him and go up to see what the others are doing.

  I turn around as I’m walking up the steps and he’s just sat in the Jacuzzi with his arms spread on either side of him, just staring up at me, making it quite clear what he’s thinking about.

  When I get up there it looks like Kelly and Stefan are getting on very well, there’s a lot of touching going on in general conversation and Marty has got them all in hysterics recalling some story about them all in Madrid.

  Hayley shouts out when she sees me, “Hey Els, what do you think about the guys coming with us tonight to Eutopia?”

  I laugh, shocked that I don’t even have to ask them - they’re obviously enjoying their company and Hayley will be happy that martin is gay, so she doesn’t need to worry about him coming on to her, with her having a boyfriend back home. I think by the looks of them all I’ve got some catching up to do with the Champagne.

  I feel Xander’s presence behind me when Marty yells. “Xander we’re going to see how English girls can have a good time tonight, are you up for it?” he looks at me and laughs, as though we are sharing a private joke. I love the sound of his laugh.

  We all sit around, drinking and chatting, laughing. It’s an afternoon that I won't forget in a hurry. I don’t think about what Xander has told me about his family. I don’t have time to process it all. I’ll discuss it with the girls when we get back to the hotel . . . get their take on it.

  We arrive back at the harbour and the car is waiting for us to take us back. We arrange to meet the others in Xander’s room later and Xander says his goodbyes to them and comes back with us. This time he lets Kelly sit in the front and he sits in the back with Hayley and me, I’m in the middle, he has his hand resting on my knee the whole way back, his thumb stroking back and forth, making me all tingly.

  When we get back our room I tell the girls what he’s told me about his family, and the fact that he's never had a relationship before.

  Hayley says, “He’s got it bad for you hun, Marty says that they’ve known each other since they were young and that he has NEVER been asked to meet any girl before, or even known about Xander seeing anyone – he thinks he’s crazy about you - plus I’ve seen the way he looks at you, it’s like you’re the most important person in the universe. The chemistry between you two is wicked crazy.”

  I know what she means, that’s how he makes me feel. It’s intense.

  Kelly asks “So you think you might let your guard down with this one then?” I know what she’s asking,

  I grin and shrug. “I think I just might.”

  Kelly grins “At last! I’m telling you I’ve got a feeling he’d be worth the wait. He looks like he’d be an animal in bed – all dark, brooding and masterful.”

  Hayley and I laugh, I think she could be right.

  When I'm washing my hair in the shower I start to think about what I’d like to do to him, about how he pleasured me without even wanting anything in return. He’s up in his hotel room alone. Hmm, an idea starts forming and once it does I can't get it out of my head.

  I get out of the shower and text him;

  I enjoyed today, can’t wait to see you again later. I keep thinking about how good your mouth felt on me . . . your tongue inside me. You were amazing.

  I get one back almost immediately;

  I am hard reading your message. You are torturing me, mi amor.

  I make my decision. My hair still wet, I put on just my sundress, no underwear, and tell the girls where I’m going. We’ve got three hours before we’re meeting up, I’m going to give him something in return for this afternoon. As I'm in the lift up to his apartment I let my mind wander about what I'm going to do to him. I’m not very experienced with any of this. I can imagine he's only had lots of experienced women. I hate that thought. I just know I want to make him come. There are only two doors on this floor, he’d mentioned the number earlier, so I know which one is his. I take a deep breath and knock on Xanders.

  The door flies open and Xander’s half-naked body comes into view, all wet in nothing but a towel.

  He looks happy to see me. “Beautiful, what are you doing here? You are early. Come in.”

  He steps back into a huge room, it has a lounge area and a door through, which I presume is the bedroom with a balcony off the lounge. It is gorgeous. It screams money.

  He motions for me to sit down on the settee, then sits down next to me – I'm nervous and wondering if I have the guts to do this. He closes the gap between us to kiss me. It’s a hard quick kiss that I feel everywhere. He waits for me to speak, wanting to know why I’m early.

  I clear my throat . . . this seemed like such a good idea at the time. “I just wanted to say thank you in person for making me come so hard earlier.” His expression immediately darkens. “I was hoping that you would let me return the favour now.”

  His breathing is suddenly quicker and so is mine. Slowly I slide off the settee and settle in-between his knees, unwrapping the towel from his waist. Even though I knew he was naked underneath the towel, I’m still shocked at the sight. He is hard again - of course - when is this man not? He is big. I know I haven’t seen many, but by anyone’s standards, this is beyond big. Lowering my head down I lick the head and twirl my tongue around the top. He gasps and throws his head back. I slowly take him into my mouth as far as I can, teasing him, holding the base of his cock in my hand. I move my hand up and down while my mouth mirrors the movement, I suck on him. I hear him groan and he says something in Spanish, whatever it is it sounds like he is enjoying it. I carry on and he puts his hand on the back of my head to hold it in place, after a while I can feel his breathing get even faster, I start to go quicker and take him all the way into my mouth so that he hits the back of my throat, fighting my gag reflex I keep going. He starts to lift his hips to go in further.

  “Fuck! You are amazing Elsa . . . I am going to come.” I carry on, “Elsa stop now, I cannot hold it any longer!”

  I don’t want to stop, he realises that I'm not going to and I feel his body harden as his juice fills my mouth, I swallow and then swallow again as he releases into me. He groans loudly . . . I love that I can make him feel so good.

  A few seconds later, the hand that his holding the back of my head hooks under my chin so that I’ll come back up to him. I slide him out of my mouth and get up to straddle him and kiss him. He kisses me back so softly and gently . . . like I’ve never been kissed before.