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Chapter 156
With our plans in process we arrived back at the hotel. Michael was jabbering at speed at all the things he wanted to achieve.
"It needs to be what it was like when it was built" he started
"Ok, we will rip out all the plumbing and electricity"
"No silly, it needs the modern things"
"Oh OK"
"I want a CBUS system throughout to automate everything"
"Just like they did in 1850"
"Do I have to hurt you!"
Laughing I couldn't help myself. I knew what he meant, and I agreed with him. It was how we were going to do it was what was concerning me. Not the money side of it, I knew it was going to cost more than the Castillo itself, but the people needed to bring it back, the required specialist trades, equipment & supplies is what had me concerned.
Walking in to the lobby I approached the front desk to ask to see the General Manager. I needed to extend our stay, indefinitely, and potentially organise a few extra rooms.
Once I explained our needs he was more than accommodating, but suggested we move out of our existing suite and into a luxury apartment in the adjoining building, still apart of the hotel. It was ideal, and as I booked 4 apartments, I felt a little less stressed over everything.
"Jen, can you please get a hold of Chris and Michelle. I need to let them know what is happening. I'd like them back on board. I also need you to return to NYC, and I have James and Sam due in two weeks. If we need more space we can place them in the hotel."
"On to it. I will come back to you once everything is in place"
"Right, shower, dinner, planning. Shall we meet in half hour?"
As we readjourned in the lobby bar after our freshen up, the four of us were having a good chat on what we should do, with everyone throwing in suggestions. It was a good lively debate.
"Gee man, I'd love to working with you on this. It is such a chill project. I have always wanted to do something like this" Coby shot out.
"Well Coby, technically I have to keep 2 protection officers with me at all times. Chris, as you know, is my primary, but, if you want to stay, I'm sure we can put you to good use when you aren't on duty."
"That would be so frickin' cool."
He high 5'ed Michael as Michael looked at me with a look that said Thank you. I know how close Michael and Chris were, but I thought it important that Michael also build other friendships, in case the inevitable happened and Chris and Michelle moved on.
"What about you Jen, Hard hat and Hammer for you as well"
"Not unless Prada or Hemmes bring out a line of tool belts, I'll be happy in the office"
We all laughed at this, but it was Coby who surprised us by reaching out and kissing her cheek in a term of endearment that surprised me.
"So, I guess this is where Papa bear needs to have his speech" I started. "I see you two are getting along well, and I am pleased. As I have said previously, I am the last to comment on office romances. Just make sure it does not interfere with your work, and, or, if it does, I will need to make plans."
"It is all good, I am just using him for sex at the moment" Jen spoke up.
As I spat my drink out in laughter, I realised that this girl had some spunk in her. The more I got to know her the more I liked her.
"How did you go getting a hold of Chris & Michelle?" I asked
"They are due here in 2 days. They are travelling together with Sam & James. Once they arrive I am heading back to New York to pack up my life to start a new adventure. But I don't have to go to Texas, I can just facetime my family"
"Good. But one thing I need you to understand Jen, is that family is everything to me. Visit your family, even if only for a few days, then have the jet bring you back"
"I can't believe I will be the only person on it"
"Oh you won't. Unfortunately you will have very times now where you will be left alone. Coby will be escorting you, as Chris will be here with me."
A grin came over Coby's face. This boy was smitten in love.
Our dinner reservation turned in to 4 hrs of food, drink and conversation about the Castillo and life in Spain. The more animated Michael became, the more excited I became. So much to do, so little time.
That night Michael walked out of the bathroom after his shower sporting a massive thick hard on that always managed to take my breath away. It was no comparison to Jackson. Where Jackson had a good 9" of uncut veiny meat, Michaels was just under 8" in both length and girth. It was like a block of hard cock and it always amazed me how thick it was.
"Daddy want some breeding" he asked
"Depends, does my boy want my hole" I replied moving over on the bed to take him in my mouth as he stood.
Taking his cock in my mouth I played with two magnificent balls that were like golf balls and rubbed my hand through his trimmed blond pubic mound that sat above his shaft. There was no doubt that the guy was a god in many ways, but these days, he was my god. I had no need to play outside our relationship either with or with out Michael. My sexual needs were always met and exceeded by Michael. Whilst they always were with Jackson, the openness in our relationship was different to what Michael and I had, and I was ok with that.
As I worked his cock, I heard him spit on his fingers and move them down to my eager hole that was exposed as I stood on all fours. Using the spit he slicked my hole before sliding in one, then two fingers just to get me ready with anticipation for the monster that was about to wreck me. As my moans drew louder, he removed his cock from my mouth and spun me around so my hole was at the perfect entry level. Some more spit and some rimming, and my boy was ready to commit sodomy with force and take me to my own little nirvana andback. ???
Feeling the head of his cock pressure my hole, I opened up willingly to accept him. As per usual once the head was in, he would allow me a moment to catch my breath before pushing the whole length in me. Tonight was no different, but instead of gradually sliding in he pushed with force that was both breathtaking and exhilarating in his move.
Letting out a pleasurable moan was all the encouragement Michael needed to be egged on and to continue in the fashion he had started. I had never experienced this type of intensity of him whist he fucked me. Normally there was more passion and tenderness, but tonight he was on a mission and I was more than willing to play this game with him.
As he withdrew his cock, my hole felt some temporary relief, but it was not to last long. He was back teasing my hole with his knob relentlessly, knowing how much it drove me while.
It was now that he decided to use his brut strength, pick me up and flip me on to my back before placing my feet on his shoulders and taking great pleasure in ploughing my hole as I vigorously worked on my own cock that has dribbling my cum like a faucet that was broken.
"I love you daddy. You make me so happy. I wanna fill you with my seed daddy" he yelled out as if no one could hear.
"Fuck me boy, unload your seed. Give it to me" I replied as my own cock exploded straight up splashing across Michaels chest and running down his torso.
"UUUUUGGGGGGHHHHHHH FUCK!" he screamed as I felt a torrent of cum fill my arse and Michaels thick cock throb uncontrollably like I had never felt before.
It was almost 30mins of brutally rough sex that had left us both spent, him more so than me, than forced him to collapse on top of me and kiss me with passion, professing his love.
"That was more than I expected" I said eventually has our breathing slowed to a near normal pace.
"I hope I didn't hurt you. I just wanted you so bad. I was in the shower thinking what you have done and what you do for me, and I had this intense desire to be inside you. To be one." He spoke slowly and softly. This was Michael trying to articulate his emotions with poise in a way he knew how.
Throwing the sheet over us, I tucked my head on his chest and played with the cum that had pooled in his naval, laughed, and drifted off to sleep. It wasn't always the sex I loved, but the cuddles I received afterwards by the big arms attached to my man.
I was in love.....
CHAPTER 157
Planning our day was never going to be easy. I'd promised Michael a pick up, so he was goggling his options, whilst I was goggling architects and Stonemasons, Stain Glass Artists and repairers, Specialist painters. You know all the important things that went in to restoring an 17th Century Castle in Spain.
"Where the fuck do I start" I said out loud to no one specific as I took another sip of my amazing coffee.
Michael was sitting in a chair opposite me with his Macbook on his lap and looked up
"What do you need me to do" he responded sitting there, shirtless, sun hitting his blond hair and those perfect eyes of his the same colour of the ocean.
"Nothing, just sit there and look beautiful" I encouraged him.
"I'm more than just my looks you know"
"Exactly, there's your cock, your body"
"Hey, I am not a piece of meat"
I could see he was slightly offended, so ended it with "But most importantly you are genuine, sweet, romantic & mine"
"So, I have one of those stupid awkward questions" He started saying.
Putting my coffee down and looking over my reading glasses I responded, "Ok, I am ready, but if it is about money, the answer is yes"
"But you don't even know what the question is yet"
"Do I need to?"
"Kinda"
"Shoot"
"Can I please buy the pick up out of my savings?"
I sensed it really meant a lot to him to be able to pay his own way. I had a fair idea that in the 2 years or so he worked for me he had never dipped his hand in his pocket, so was in a position to do such. I knew he also had a large insurance payout after his family died, but really, beyond that, I really didn't know what Michael had in his "savings". I had placed millions in accounts in his name, but his own. No idea.
"As long as you have enough for what you want, and if you need extra, you ask"
"I have nearly a million dollars in my savings. I don't know what to do with it."
"OK, so, first up, you by your truck. Then, with the balance, keep a little bit out and we will talk to Steven or Johan and they can invest it for you. Keeping it in your savings account isn't the smartest thing. Why didn't you ask for help with it."
"I didn't want you to think I was dumb and couldn't manage it"
"Silly boy. Please, these are the secrets I don't want you keeping from me anymore. OK"
"OK"
"Promise"
"Promise"
And with that I stood up and walked over to kiss his pink full lips.
"Now, show me this pick up you want....."
The next 2 hrs flew by with me being educated on everything about American Pick Up trucks and what was and what wasn't good, and what was and what wasn't needed. So much for finding the critical things we needed, but I knew we would, and in the mean time I was enjoying this time with my man.
Michael had gone to the gym with Coby for a workout, and I felt like a neglecting dad, so I picked up the phone and facetimed by Maggie and Jules to say hello. I missed them everyday not being under the one roof, but I was not both an empty nester, and a widow, and really missed hearing their voices, finding out about their day to day and with Jules, having a chance to see my grandbabies who were growing up so fast.
The three of us spoke for about an 1 hour which was rare. I told them my plans to stay in Spain and the renovations. Both seemed really excited for me. I guess after the death of their loved Dada, they just wanted me happy, and the plus was they both loved Michael and respected our relationship.
"We can't wait to come see it, dad" Jules piped up.
"Well if you do, for now it is just a shell" I laughed. "It is going to take a while, but we are going to do it right the first time."
"I'll come for summer break and hang, just to annoy you" Maggie added in
"You don't need summer break to annoy, you do that over the phone" Jules laughed.
I Missed my girls banter, probably more so now more than ever, but, if I needed them, they were only a few hours away in Jules' case and few more to see my Maggie.
Hanging up as Michael entered the suite was perfect timing. He was sweaty and red. His magnificent body looking perfect in every way.
"How was the work out?" I asked casually.
"Good. Coby is just as demanding as Chris. I like him."
"Well, just know he is straight, just like Chris"
"I only got eyes for you these daddy" he said as he bent down to kiss me dropping drops of sweat over me.
"Go shower pig man. You stink. I just got an update. Chris and Michelle and James and Sam are 2hrs out. They got away earlier and will be here tonight. I need you to see if the hotel has a child capsule for Jax, fit it, and then you can collect them."
"Yes! My bromance is back in the saddle"
"I thought you'd be excited by that. I need to let Jen know so she can get ready with Coby to head states side."
Walking out the door now Michael was in the shower, I knocked on Jen's door to let her know the changes. Opening the door she was a little cautious and I as I entered the room I could hear the shower running. No guesses for who was using the shower, but I wasn't going to embarrass the poor girl.
As I was letting her know the changes, a very naked Coby walked in to the living space and just stood there.
His body nearly as perfect as Michael, but what stood out most was the length of his flaccid cock. It was nearing 8" just hanging between his legs, cut, not to thick, but a very pleasurable girth. I was stumbling to both lift my gaze away, and also to speak before he did.
"Boss, eyes up here" He joked pointing at his face.
"Sorry, um, I just wasn't expecting it."
As he grabbed a towel he placed it around his waist as I felt the heat in my face burn up, knowing I had been embarrassed and also caught out inspecting "the goods"
"Um, yeah, as I was starting to say, you guys are out of here in about 90mins. Slight change of plans. I hope that's ok."
"Yeah that's fine. I just need to pack and I am ready" Jen responded
"Probably need to dress first" Coby smiled with a cheeky grin.
"Oh, I'm sure if you wanted to fly naked I wouldn't object to that!"
With that he whipped the towel off and through it at me laughing as I turned to leave the room.
"Michaels heading to the airport. Coby, if I get you to drive the second Rangie and just hand it over to James, I'd appreciate it."
"Sure Boss"
I was kind of excited to have Chris and Michelle & Sam and James back in the fold. They were my staples. They had been there the entire journey and they knew the real me. They never asked for anything, they never expected more from me, I could just me.
They were all paid more than they would be anywhere else, and I guess this also bought some loyalty, but, they weren't afraid to speak up if they thought I was being an arse, or unreasonable.
I was also using the airport time to move our belongings over to the apartment which Miguel had made available for us, along with 6 staff who would move Jen & Coby's remaining possessions and also set the other ones up for the arriving crew. I had insisted on a nursery being set up for Michelle and also I had found a young local girl who would assist Michelle in the afternoons so she could both have a break and also play catch up as she was determined to be a working mother. I encouraged her to do what she felt she needed. I would support either way. What she didn't know was that she would now be reporting to Michael, as she had with Jackson.
My commitment to Michael was 110% I knew it was right, regardless of what pundits and the media had said, and there would be a time that he would have a greater share of my wealth. I had too much. And no matter how many houses, castles, yachts, cars I bought, it increased more than I spent. But, I knew Michael well enough that for this to happen it had to be a gradual transfer and not "Hey honey, I just popped $500million in your bank account, can you pop down to Costco and grab me a bonus buy of Bagels". It wasn't the right approach, and I would be guided by Johan and Steven on how best to minimise my own taxation and increase his wealth at the same time.
I was standing on the balcony overlooking the expanse of the coast line, admiring what was now my new home town. It felt different. Surreal even, but a sense of contentment was washing over me. The apartment was modern, beautiful in fact, and if I was just Grant Smith from Sydney, I would happily retire here and live out my days, but, I wasn't, and this wasn't home, it was temporary digs whilst we built our new house, and lived the life of what would have been a Spanish aristocracy summer residence.
Walking in to the kitchen I realised I had left my phone in the hotel suite but needed to return there anyway and grab some other things I had left. As I entered the elevator and hit the G button the doors closed and the piped music kicked in. Somewhere between the 7th and 6th floor on my way down, the power died, leaving me trapped in the elevator.
"Fucking Spanish power!" I cursed to no one in particular. "What the fuck" I said as I pushed the emergency call button. It was not working either. "Great. Best I just sit my arse down here and wait it out" As I sat, I laughed at the predicament I had found myself in. I can imagine the lecture I am going to get about leaving my phone behind, and then the shit I will cop because I left my self with out protection. "I'm in a fucking lift, alone, in a black out. I don't need protection" I laughed out loud. I knew that were just doing their job, but still, it was moments like these that made me laugh.
After about 30mins, I was starting to get a little concerned. In the distance I could hear sirens, and lots of them, but my assumption that they were just emergency services relaxed me somewhat knowing I should be free soon.
As we moved to 45mins, I was now worried. Michael should be back by now and he'd be worried as to where I was, and I'd be sure the moment he found my phone he'd be searching everywhere for me.
I couldn't hear anything in the immediate vicinity of me, although I did yell from time to time. I knew power couldn't be out for ever and eventually I would be found. I had plenty of air due to a breeze blowing up the shaft and I knew I was in no risk of passing out.
It was another 20 mins or so before the power finally came on. "Fuck, that was a wasted hour" I said, again, talking to myself. Standing up I pushed the ground floor button and as the lift started to move I was readying for my exit. As the doors opened I was met by about 20 heavily armed tactical response group police and Michael and Chris pointing guns directly at me.
" Tírate al suelo o dispararemos." I had no idea what they were saying as I raised my hands and just stood there. "Tírate al suelo o dispararemos." They yelled again, and louder. Michael put his gun in his holster and came running, standing in front of the police gesturing them to lower their guns.
"What's going on Michael" I asked, very confused
"There has been a shooting, 3 hotel workers and the general manager dead. We thought you had been kidnapped"
"I've been in here over an hour. I forgot my phone and I was going to get it when the power went out"
Hugging me and kissing my forehead he held me close and tight. "I love you daddy. I was so fucking scared they had got to you. I am so glad you forgot your phone. It saved your life"
"What are you talking about?"
"Guys cut power to the buildings, then went to our suite thinking you were there, and instead found the staff packing. They murdered them, and then went to the apartment thinking you were there and ransacked it before leaving"
I was shaken. I was scared. By this time I was surrounded by James, Chris & Michael. After a quick discussion with the police and the duty manager of the hotel, we were moved to the top floor of the hotel, the owners suites, and told not to leave. We also had an exclusive elevator, and James had already organised a plethora or extra protection to be on duty. No one was getting within a 100 meters of me, alive.
Was this a new threat? Was this an old threat still active? Was I being too liberal with my exposure? We weren't sure yet, but to have James on the ground whilst this was unfolding was a godsend to us all. When it came to this type of shit, he was the man to solve the mystery.
Pouring myself a vodka, I sat on the couch and put my feet up. "James, effective immediately I am tearing up your resignation"
"I was expecting as much, and to be honest, if you hadn't, I would. I'm not going anywhere boss until we figure out what this was all about. Besides, I like Spain" He laughed.
As Chris, James & Michael continued to talk to numerous people around the globe, I was ringing the girls to make sure they were ok, and that they did as they were told. To be honest Maggie was the least of my concerns, it was Jules, Marcus and the twins I was more worried about. "James" I said as I hung up the phone, "Triple security in Munich please. The twins are my greatest concern"
"On to it already boss" James responded as he knew my thoughts better than me.
As Michael approached me he pulled me in to the nook of his shoulder. "Its OK daddy. We will get them."
"Darling boy, I don't want you involved. I have already lost one partner, I don't need to loose another"
Michael looked at me with a serious expression. He hadn't thought about such before. He was much a hired gun for the past decade, and now he was a partner of a protected person.
"I don't know how to sit out"
"Well, you need to learn. Whilst he is not here, it is Coby's responsibility to cover you. James is filling his place."
"I can look out for myself"
"Of course you can, but remember when I said things needed to change, this is part of it."
We were interrupted by a knock on the door that bought guns blazing. As James approached he signalled to put all arms down.
"It's the local police"
As James spoke to the chief we all stood back waiting. Eventually he shut the door.
"They found one of the Range Rovers abandoned about 20mins out of town. No sign of anything else. There was a letter stuck to it"
JACKSON'S DEATH WAS NOT ACCIDENT!