Isabella's Last Request by Laura Lawrence Page A

possible. Ollie is quite far away, have I been that annoying? He was around for a bit, when I first mentioned going to bed.
                  ‘I… I’m…’
    Oh god, why am I crying? It doesn’t even look like she’s going to comfort me. I can’t blame her, but she’s my best friend. I would expect her to do something.
                  ‘Stop it now. If you don’t stop it right now I’m going to go find Josh because I’m too tired to deal with this shit, and I don’t want to do or say something I’ll regret.’
    Isabella is starting to look really tired and poorly, I think she's in a lot of pain but she won't quit. Throughout this evil illness she's stayed strong and I know she won't quit until it takes her over completely. Luckily for both of us, it’s so quiet at this time of morning, Ollie heard our raised voices and rushed over to calm us.
                  ‘Don’t argue girls. We’re all tired so have a hug to apologise, and then I think it would be best if Isabella goes with Josh and I’ll stay here with you Olivia. We can meet at six thirty for breakfast and see how we get on? Does that sound like a plan?’
    We both nod our agreement and have a quick hug before Isabella makes off and I collapse into Ollie’s arms.
    By the time ten AM comes and we leave the casino or our hotel rooms, I’m wide awake. I am proud to say two of us leave with more than we started with, one of us leaves with considerably more than he started with, and one stroppy Josh leaves with quite a bit less and has to be dragged out kicking and screaming. Isabella and I agree a meeting time of two PM for a late breakfast/lunch, before leading our men off to our respectable rooms.
                  ‘I don’t know about you, but I’m not tired at all.’
    I announce this with a wink, as soon as we are in our room. Ollie looks temporarily confused by the wink, before he realises what I am implying. He answers my question with a long sensuous kiss, as he picks me up and carries me to the bed.
                  ‘Are you sure?’
    We haven’t had sex yet, and I wonder if he thinks I’m a virgin.
                  ‘Oh yes. I’m sure, now stop talking and kiss me!’
     
    Ollie gently shakes me awake atone PM to tell me I have a text.
                  ‘Will you read it to me please? I can’t open my eyes.’
    He chuckles slightly as he leans over me to find mobile, or cell as he insists on calling it.
                  ‘Okay my sleepy kitten. It’s from Isabella. She says she’s not feeling too well so her and Josh are going to give lunch a miss and maybe get some room service later. Sorry.’
                  ‘Oh, will you text her back and say alright Hun, feel better, text me later and some kisses?’
                  ‘And what do I get as a reward for texting her back for you?’
    I open my eye to see if he’s implying what I think he’s implying and I’m met with a completely naked Ollie.
                  ‘Send the message quickly and I’ll reward you accordingly.’
    I try my best to sound sexy and seductive but once I hear my voice, I know I just sound tired. As soon as Ollie starts his magic I wake up instantly. He starts by massaging my shoulders and kissing my neck, works his way down my body, kissing every inch. I’ve never been with an older man before him, other than a year older. I suddenly realise what the benefits are, Ollie is experienced. He knows what I’ll like, and he’s brilliant at everything from foreplay to orgasms, but he’s so gentle and caring at the same time. I wonder how many women he’s been with… No I don’t. Why would I want to know that?
    After, I lie in his arms wishing I could stay there forever, but it’s getting late now and I’m hungry. I can hear his stomach grumble so I know he’s hungry too.
                  ‘Shall we order some