Inseparable

We make our way up to our room and as soon as the door shuts behind us we rip off one another’s clothes like hungry animals. Brad bends down and starts kissing me all over… lingering over my pussy for just a moment before splashing it with waves of pleasure as he licks me all over my secret parts. I moan softly as he carries me over to the bed and continues to feast on me. I feel myself drifting off to a paradise of lust and desire as he continues to stroke me, lick me and finger fuck me to heaven. When I feel as if my body is going to catch on fire, he positions himself on top of me and rams his rock hard cock all the way inside me without any further foreplay. I love the way he takes me and fucks me like a man possessed… as if he’s a warrior who has just returned from a mighty battle and come home to his glorious maiden who’s been waiting for him all this time.

“Oh fuck me Brad… fuck me hard and deep!” I moan so loudly that everyone in the hotel can probably hear us. But I couldn’t care and Brad starts slamming his cock so hard and deep inside me that I feel as if my entire body is going to explode with pleasure. When I can finally take no more of it, I arch my back and feel myself sliding over the edge of the rainbow at the same moment as Brad spurts several powerful jets of hot, warm cum deep inside me. I hold him close and feel like I never want to let go of him again as we lay there in the aftermath of our incredible lovemaking.

“Promise me you’ll never disappear like that again,” Brad whispers and I nod my head eagerly.

“I promise… I promise you I won’t ever leave you again,” I whisper and then it starts all over again. We make love until the early morning hours and when we finally fall asleep he holds on tight to my body and I rest my head on his powerful torso until we wake up in each other’s arms the next morning.

We spend the next couple of days driving around San Marino, just being happy and strengthening the relationship between us again. We don’t talk about the incident at my office for too long, except that Brad asks me for a description of the person who’d walked into the building and assaulted me.

To my delightful surprise I discover that Brad actually knows San Marino very well, especially all the restaurants in the area. It turns out that he used to live there and he even knows about a hidden little sushi restaurant which doesn’t advertise or have a website on Internet. I suddenly understand why I’ve been unable to locate it, as I’d basically done an Internet search and looked at some of the local magazines when I was looking for a sushi restaurant.

We go to the sushi restaurant and have a wonderful time as we taste their delicious dishes. The owner is really friendly and it seems that he and his family are the only people working in the restaurant and he explains to me that this is the only way for them to guarantee the quality of their food. I’m really impressed. I mention to the owner that I have a magazine where I write reviews about restaurants and I ask him if it would be okay for me to write an article about him and his place. He seems very excited and tells me that he’s never had the money to do any advertising or to create his own website. I end up writing a beautiful article about the sushi restaurant and send it off to Stacy for her attention. She soon writes back and tells me that she thinks we should make it the main focus of our next issue and I email her back to tell her that I agree.

The time I spend with Brad in San Marino feels like a honeymoon and I wish it would never end. I realized that I wasn’t wrong about him… that he wasn’t just using me for sex, or working with some hidden agenda. We are truly and deeply in love and I know that I’ve never felt so happy in my entire life. Brad and I visit a local bar in the evening and there’s a guy playing guitar and singing. Brad walks up to him and asks if he can borrow his guitar to sing me a song and when he’s done the entire bar gets to their feet and applauds his efforts. It makes me feel incredibly special that he so publicly displays his affection for me and it just makes me love him more.

After about ten days in San Marino we both decide it’s time to go back to LA. Brad assures me that he will be keeping an eye out for anyone who tries to cause trouble at the office and I tell him that Stacy has also hired security guard to guard the entrance of our offices. We pack up and soon hit the road with Brad driving in front on his Harley and me following in my BMW. It feels like a victory procession or something and we stop along the way at various places just to taste the food and take in the local sites.

When we finally get back to LA it feels good to be home and the first thing I do is to stop at the office. Stacy is incredibly glad to have me back and she excitedly tells me about all of the new business she’s managed to get for the magazine by way of advertising contracts. The last issue of our Internet publication has also been a great hit and we have gained another two hundred and fifty new paid subscribers. She tells me that the security guard is doing a great job and that I can relax, as I will be safe in my office. No more unannounced visitors!

Brad tells me that he just wants to go home and get everything ready and that he will be picking me up that evening to take me and show me his place, just like he originally promised. I find myself looking forward to this event with great anticipation and I can’t wait to finally find out a little more about the personal life of the man I love.

Chapter 16: Brad

I can see that the incident at Jenny’s work has really shaken her up and it takes a couple of days before I really sense her relaxing while we’re spending some time in San Marino. Because I know just how traumatic this entire incident has been to her, I don’t talk about it too much and I try to downplay it as much as possible. I feel really grateful for the fact that Stacy has hired a security guard to keep Jenny and herself safe at the office and I also decide that I will keep a very close eye on her by popping in during the day and always making sure that Jenny is not disturbed by any more unwelcome visitors at the magazine.

“No you just take it easy and I will pick you up tonight and take you to my place,” I say and give her a long, intimate kiss before driving off home. The security guard is in his place and I feel confident that Jenny will be okay at the office as she goes inside.

Now that we are safely back in LA there is only one thing I have on my mind. I have already let everybody in the motorcycle club know that I want to see all of them at our normal gathering place, a local pub in Los Angeles by the name of Sitting Bull. Unfortunately, the description Jenny has given me of the person who visited her at work and insulted her, doesn’t help me much, as half the members of my motorcycle club wear bandanas and have really massive forearms, just like the guy Jenny has described to me.

“I have called you all here today to discuss a very grave issue with you… and I want you to really pay attention to that word I used… grave,” I say and look around at all of the members of the LA dragons motorcycle club who are seated in front of me, “The reason I use that specific word ‘grave’ is because if I find out who the hell went to my girlfriend’s place of work and insulted her, that person will very soon be going to his fucking grave!”

Everyone sits there quietly and no one speaks up.

“I’m wondering if the fucking coward who insulted Jenny at her office will have the guts to stand up here and try to insult me too?” I said and look around the room. Once again, no one squeaks and everyone just looks at me with stunned expressions on their faces.

“I really don’t know who would do such a thing, but I can assure you that it wasn’t me,” one of the guys speaks up.

“It wasn’t me either… or me… or me!” all of them eventually chime up in something of a choir.

I realize that the person who is guilty of the despicable behavior in question doesn’t have the guts to speak out in front of the rest of us and that I’m not going to be able to find out his identity this way. I decide to leave the issue there and we all spend some time in the bar, having drinks and just catching up on everything I’ve missed out during the past couple of weeks. I’ve been spending a lot of time with Jenny and I make it clear to everyone that we are now dating each other. Even the guys who took part in the gang bang at the Virgin auction all give me their solemn undertaking that they will stay away from Jenny and respect the fact that I am now going steady with her.

Later that day, after finishing up with the guys at the bar, I drive over to Jenny’s office and she’s waiting for me outside, very excited.

“I can’t wait to see your place!” she says and gives me a long hug and a big kiss.

“Why don’t you swing of that pretty ass of yours onto the back of my bike and I will drive you over there right away,” I say with a smile and she gladly obliges. When we get to my place old Rawlins is waiting there to receive us and he treats Jenny like royalty. He has made a great effort to prepare us a wonderful dinner and Jenny is absolutely stunned at fancy food and the sheer opulence of the place where I live.

“Wow! I don’t think I’ve ever seen a more luxurious place in my entire life!” she says as I take her on a little tour of the house.

“Can we come and spend some time in the sauna and the Jacuzzi later?” she asks as I show her the indoor swimming pool, sauna and Jacuzzi which are all situated inside, next to the lounge.

“Sure, let’s just go and have dinner and then we can come and have some sexy fun in here,” I say and give her a naughty wink. She immediately catches my drift and winks right back at me with a wicked smile around her mouth corners. We go back to the lounge and Rawlins start serving us one delicious dish after the other.

“I’ve eaten in many fancy places in my life, but this food is on par with the best I’ve tasted!” Jenny says and I can see that she really means every word of it. Old Rawlins stands there with a satisfied grin on his face and keeps filling our glasses with champagne. I tell Jenny all about my life and how I inherited a massive fortune from my dad.

“You know, that’s just the last thing I would’ve expected… there I was, all this time, thinking that you were hiding some kind of dark secret from me and now it turns out you’ve inherited a large international chain of hotels!” Jenny exclaims incredulously when I finish telling her the reason for my wealth.

“The reason I didn’t want to tell you about all of it is that I didn’t want you to get the feeling that I was just some kind of playboy. I preferred you thinking of me as a biker,” I say and Jenny looks at me with great admiration.