California Nights: Rich Boys of California Duet

The way he was looking at me was…

Unbelievable.

He was seeing me. Really seeing me. His heart was in his eyes.

He stepped closer to me and I inhaled deeply. I must have been holding my breath without realizing it. He smiled at me, brushing my hair away from my face.

“I want you.”

I swallowed.

“Oh.”

He stepped closer and I could feel his cock pressing into me. He meant… he wanted to… My eyes flew to his face.

“What, right now?”

He nodded slowly. I looked around. No one was working outside today. Nobody could see us, despite all the glass. We were too far from the house, and there were fruit trees surrounding the greenhouse that blocked the view from the house.

My skin felt like it was tingling, making me break out in goosebumps everywhere.

And he hadn’t even touched me yet.

“Okay.”

He smiled at me then. Kind of like he found me amusing.

“I wasn’t asking permission. I was telling you.”

Dear lord. The things he made me feel… like I didn’t have to think. That he would take care of everything. That he would decide.

I wanted him too, though. All the time. More than I would have thought possible.

His hands slid up my arms and down my back. He grabbed the edges of my sweater and yanked it over my head. I gasped, the cool air touching my skin. He smiled at me smugly and lowered his head to my neck. His hands grasped my ass and lifted me, forcing my thighs open.

He kissed me then, guiding my legs around him.

Was he trying to do this standing up???

“Pants off. Now.”

I didn’t know why I obeyed him so quickly. I couldn’t have explained it. Maybe it was his voice. Maybe it was just him.

I didn’t really have a choice though.

Quickly I peeled my jeans off and stood in front of him in my bra and panties. He was undoing his pants, pulling his cock out. I saw it in the daylight for the first time.

It was huge. Smooth with a couple of thick veins twisting to the tip. The shiny, pink tip.

I licked my lips. It looked… beautiful.

He growled at me.

“Give me your panties.”

I shimmied them down and handed them to him. I’d showered and changed before breakfast, thankfully so they were fresh. My jaw dropped as he shoved them in his pocket. He wasn’t going to give them back?

He spun me around and pushed me forward. My hands found the edge of one of the planting beds. With fragrant flowers all around me, I waited, listening to him open a condom wrapper.

“I told you to call the doctor. You are going to do that today.”

“Okay.”

I was breathless as I felt him stroke my pussy for a little while. It wasn’t long before I was rocking against his hand. I felt him push his cock inside me. We both groaned at the contact. I was a little bit sore from last night but I didn’t want him to stop.

I never wanted him to stop.

He gripped my hips and started to thrust in a sharp, hard motion. Again and again he pounded himself into me. He was grunting rhythmically. In the reflection of the glass I could see his face. He was staring down at me with a look of lust and something else.

He looked totally possessive.

He kept saying that I was his.

Obviously, he meant it.

I whimpered as he reached down, one hand finding my clit. He rubbed it gently as he slammed into me with his cock. He was gentle and hard at the same time.

That’s what he was like I realized.

He was gentle. And hard. There was no one like him in the world.

And he wanted me.

I felt myself starting to shake as a monumental orgasm approached.

“Jace!”

He grunted, his cock starting to swell inside me.

I felt my back arch as my climax tore through me. Behind me he was losing his tempo, driving into me harder and faster. His hands clenched on my hips as his cock lurched, making me cum even harder.

He bent over me, his forehead on my back. We stayed like that for a while. He pressed soft kisses into my bare skin. Then he pulled out of me and helped me get dressed.

“We are going to have to do this in a bed eventually, you know.”

I laughed. He was so funny, so matter of fact. I didn’t think I’d ever met anybody more direct in my life.

“That sounds nice.”

“Nice?”

He growled, pinning me against the planter.

“I will show you nice.”

Then he kissed me. Hard.

His phone went off and he sighed, pulling it out to glance at it.

“I’m supposed to race tomorrow night. I need to get back. Unless you need to be here…”

“No, I can leave. The kids need me, too. And you,” I added shyly. “I just need to say bye to Gran.”

He smiled and put his arm around me.