“That was the best first date ever,” Lilli said as she leaned back against my car.
“You mean the private jet wasn’t our first date?”
“Nope, this was. And it was really good. You’re a lot more down to earth than I thought you were.”
“What are you talking about?” I asked. “You didn’t think I was down to earth?”
“Your private jet kind of threw me off,” she teased.
“My big jet always makes me look like a big jerk,” I admitted. “But I often need to fly places at odd hours and don’t stay for long. It’s just easier this way. I fly commercial when I’m going overseas, most of the time,” I added.
“Oh, most of the time?”
“Yeah, if I’m going with a bunch of friends or …” I trailed off. “Or a group, then I’ll have the jet.”
“Or a woman?” Lilli asked.
There was no avoiding it. I’d taken plenty of women on my jet to spend the weekend with them. It was a fun way to get away, and going to a tropical location at the last minute always impressed the women. But it did sound sort of cheesy, and I wasn’t going to bring it up if I could help it.
“Something like that,” I said and then quickly tried to change the subject. “Would you like to come to my house for a nightcap?”
Lilli looked at me with an odd expression, and I had to laugh.
“What kind of nightcap?” she asked curiously.
“A coffee or something like that?”
“Why a coffee in the middle of the night? I don’t get the whole concept of a nightcap. But I would like to go home with you.” She winked. “It’s right next to my house.”
Her cheeky reply had us both laughing as we drove back toward my house. She was tired, and I noticed her drifting in and out of sleep during the ride, but she still curled up and held onto my arm for the duration of the trip.
When I finally pulled into my driveway, I clicked the button to open my garage and gently shook Lilli so she could wake up. I was honestly perfectly happy with just giving her a good night kiss and sending her back to her house. We’d gotten to know each other, and I hoped she felt comfortable enough to come with me over the weekend to visit Ashley, but I wasn’t sure yet.
“Thanks for the fun date,” Lilli said as I opened her door. “If you really want me to come with you to see Ashley, I will. But I’m not sure it’s the right thing to do.”
“I understand; I’m not sure either. I just can’t bear the idea of leaving Izzy with her grandparents for years. I wasn’t a good father; I’m the first to admit it, but I want to be better. It was a stupid lie that I can’t take back, though, as I can’t risk them knowing I lied.”
“It was a stupid lie,” Lilli agreed. “But I’ll go with you.”
“Thank you,” I said as I went to walk Lilli out of the garage.
But Lilli didn’t walk with me, and instead, stayed next to the car. She smiled big at me, and I walked back to her to see why she wasn’t moving.
“What about that nightcap?” she asked.
Her hands held onto my belt, and she pulled me toward her. Instantly, I clicked the garage door so it would close. My body warmed with the anticipation of Lilli, and I slowly moved my lips to meet hers.
Gently I touched her lips and then pulled away slightly. She wasn’t okay with that and pulled me back toward her. Her hands were still firmly on my belt as her lips spread and welcomed my tongue into her mouth. Erotically she moved and teased me as our mouths played with each other and our hands started to pull at each other’s clothing.
The gentle kissing turned firm as we moved toward the door to the inside of my house. We barely broke our hold from one another as we took small steps and moved through the living room and up the stairs toward my room.
Chapter 13
Lilli
My desire to feel Devin’s body against mine just couldn’t be held back. I’d been thinking about him for weeks now. Fantasying about his hands on my body, and I finally felt like the moment was right.
His lips tasted like the beer he’d been drinking while we were at the go kart place. The aroma became intoxicating to me as my tongue and his played together. I would have had him right there in the garage, but as he pulled us into the house, I was a little relieved.
I didn’t have the kind of experience that I’m sure Devin thought I had. I’d only been with a couple of men in my life, and they were more like boys. Devin was already different as he took me up the stairs, and we kissed passionately at the door to his room.
“Are you sure?” he asked before we went in.
I couldn’t imagine him ever asking any of his other women if they were sure, but I appreciated the gesture. I nodded my head in agreement and started to unbutton his shirt as he opened the door.
I’d seen his large master suite on several occasions, but as we moved from the door toward his bed, I noticed the intricate details of his room. His walls were painted a dark gray, and he had beautiful black and white photos on the walls. They looked as if he’d taken them himself on his travels, and I wanted to stop making out and ask him about every single location. But I resisted and went back to kissing him instead.
My hands feverishly moved up and down his chest after I tore his shirt from his body. His delicious abs were like speed bumps that slowed my desire and forced me to linger there for a few moments. Devin took care of his body; it was never as apparent as in that moment as my hands felt the results of what had to be years of hard work.
Devin moved his lips softly from my lips and down to my neck. He let his movements gently guide him down to my collar bone. The scruff of his beard scratched me, but the gentle touch of his lips enticed my body to want more. I reached for the hem of my T-shirt to pull it up and over my head, but Devin stopped me.
His hand held my shirt down while his lips continued to move around the neckline of my shirt with soft kisses. It was clear that Devin didn’t plan on rushing our evening together, and that was an instant turn on for me. The way he took his time and explored my exposed skin was nothing any of my past boyfriends had done. In the past, the passion of the moment would have landed us in bed within moments and left me utterly disappointed.
I had a good feeling that Devin didn’t plan on leaving me disappointed at all. He finally let his hands slide up under my shirt, but instead of taking it off, he let them wrap around my waist as he lightly moved me toward the side of the bed.
His kisses moved back up to my neck when he finally decided to pull my shirt up and over my head. I pressed my chest toward him hoping he’d remove my lacy white bra next, but he refused. Instead, Devin lowered me onto the bed, and his eyes focused in on my legs. Soon he was gently kissing up my inner thigh and let out a delicious moan of pleasure as he reached the hem of my jean shorts.
“Mmm, these are nice shorts,” he groaned as his lips glided from one leg, across my middle, and over to the other leg.
He took his time moving back down my other thigh as his hands rubbed up and down my legs. I couldn’t help thinking about the shaving job I’d frantically done before my date that night. I almost hadn’t bothered and was very happy I’d taken the time to shave after all.
My hand played with Devin’s hair as he moved back up to my jean shorts and let his lips kiss around the top button for a moment. The warmth of his lips excited me as I thrust my pelvis toward him in the hope of getting more and more pleasure from him.
Devin gently unhooked the button on my jeans and slowly slid the zipper down as he looked up at me. His smile was so mischievous, I could hardly keep myself from laughing. Slowly, he pulled on my shorts and moved them down my legs and onto the floor. His eyes never lost contact with mine, and the desire I felt grew more and more.
Devin’s lips touched tenderly on the outside of my white lace panties. As the warmth of his touch met my body, I groaned. The desire was building up so hard that I desperately wanted to feel him.
My desire seemed to drive Devin to take his time ev
en more, though, and he refused to move quickly. Instead, he let his lips move back up to my breasts, this time gently biting my nipple through the fabric of my bra.
“Ohh, yes,” I moaned as I grabbed onto him back.
He let his fingers move to my center as he slid them up and down the outside of my panties. My hips pressed firmly against him in an effort for more. Devin relished my longing for him and moved his lips over to my other nipple as he gently bit that one.
Finally, he used his mouth to press the fabric of my bra out of the way and take me into his mouth. I let out the air I’d been holding and gave in to the delicious feel of his lips on my skin. While his fingers teased me, and his lips played with me, I couldn’t think of what to do to him. Instead, I relished in the way he took control and took his time to taste and play with me.
After ten minutes of his touching and tasking, I couldn’t take it, though, and I finally reached for his belt and started to unbuckle him. I didn’t have the self-control that he had and found myself moving frantically to free his body and feel him in my hand. I pressed his pants down, but he quickly took control and rolled to the side of me and took them all the way off.
I got a quick glimpse at his raging body, and it only fueled my desire for more. I tried to reach for him, to grab his full hardness with my hands, but he had already started to climb between my legs.
Devin grabbed my panties and pulled them down as his eyes looked between my body and my eyes. His intensity drove me wild as I waited to feel him inside of me. Slowly, he pressed my legs apart and kneeled between them. I was ready, and I wanted him; I couldn’t imagine the torture of going another minute without feeling the pleasure of his body thrusting inside of me.
But Devin just sat there for a minute and smiled naughtily again, with his throbbing body obvious in its desire. He leaned down and let his lips touch my inner thigh and move up gently. Slowly, his tongue lapped against me, and I arched my back with the pleasure of his touch. His movements vacillated between quick and slow, pressured and soft until I was moaning and totally unable to contain my reaction.
I thrust against him and felt the tingling throughout my body as he delivered his pleasure to me. My surprise was evident as my body let release an explosion of desire, and my legs clamped around his shoulders.
Devin continued as I moaned out and shook with pleasure. His tongue moved even more deliberately as if he’d only accomplished a small portion of what he intended to do that evening.
Soon my legs were shaking, and I grabbed onto his hair in an effort to force him to let me rest. But my moans begged for more, and he obliged as his tongue worked to deliver another epic shaking explosion.
When he finally moved his kisses off my center and up my stomach, I could hardly move as the pleasure was so intense. Devin reached over to his nightstand and grabbed a condom and slipped it over his body as he balanced himself above me. His eyes intently gazed into mine as he pressed his body into mine.
“Oh, yes,” I moaned as I grabbed onto him and pulled him down to kiss him.
My moans were muffled by our kisses as Devin moved gently inside of me. His hips pressed firmly but slowly as I welcomed the feeling of pleasure he was delivering to me. My body shook from all the nerves of pleasure as our bodies moved perfectly together.
In our one evening together, I felt more comfortable with Devin than I’d felt with any other man. Maybe it was because he took his time with me. Or perhaps I had more emotions for him than I’d had for my other bedmates, but for whatever reason, I felt connected to Devin and wanted it to last all night long.
His body thrusts started to increase in intensity, and Devin let out a grunt of pleasure as I held onto his body. Faster and harder he moved, and I matched his thrusts with my own pelvic desires. As our bodies finally delivered the pleasure filled final thrusts, I gave in and screamed out when the ultimate shaking orgasm rocked through my body.
When Devin slid down next to me, he lifted my head and put his arm under me as he wrapped his other arm around me to pull me close to him. We both shook with fatigue, and I couldn’t help closing my eyes as it was close to four in the morning, and I was totally exhausted.
“Best first date ever,” Devin whispered and kissed the back of my neck as I fell asleep.
***
Saturday morning, I slipped into Devin’s shower as he continued to sleep. I’d hoped to run home and grab some things before Devin woke up, but I was surprised by him joining me in the shower only a few minutes after I’d stepped in.
“Do you mind?” he asked as he stood near the door of the large glass shower.
“I think it’s big enough for eight people, so I’m sure I can make room for you.” I winked at him and finished rubbing the soap in my hair.
“After we’re done, we can head to the airport if that works for you?”
“Yep, I need to run home, though. I’ve got to grab some appropriate clothes. Are we spending the night there?”
“Yes, I’d like to, if that’s alright with you?” he said.
“Yes, that’s fine. I just need to call my work and let them know.”
“Of course,” Devin stood and watched me as I lathered the soap and moved it around my body. “Do you need any help with that?” he said with a smile.
“If you help, we will never get out of here on time. When do we need to be at the airport?”
Devin chuckled a little at my lack of knowledge.
“Whenever we get there is fine. They will wait for us,” he teased.
“Oh, yeah, sorry. I bet they don’t care when we get there.”
“Well, they have to file a flight plan, but they are fine with leaving whenever it works for me. Trust me; I’ll pay for their time no matter when we actually leave.”
“Okay, I’ll just take a minute at my house, and then we can go,” I said as I rinsed my hair and tried to walk past Devin to leave the shower.
“Good morning,” he said as he grabbed me and pressed my body against his.
He kissed me softly, but I felt his body rise as we stayed there pressed together. I desperately wanted to let my hand feel him, rub his body, tease him a little, but I resisted and pressed away so I could get dried off and dressed.
“I better get going.” I smiled as I wrapped the towel around me. “That was a good first date, though.”
Devin nodded his head in agreement and walked under the shower so he could get cleaned off. I stood and admired him for a minute as the muscles in his legs flexed while he leaned back and let the water run through his hair. Every inch of him was covered in muscles, and his body was perfectly tanned, everywhere. I had to wonder why he didn’t have a single tan line on him, but I figured I’d wait and ask that question another time.
I hurried and slipped back into my shorts and T-shirt and then went over to my house. Luckily, my parents weren’t home, and I was able to grab some things and leave them a note that I’d be back Sunday evening, and they could call if they needed anything.
It wasn’t all that unusual for me to take off for a few days with my friends, but it was a little unusual that I’d do it over two weekends in a row. Since being home, my parents had been really understanding about giving me my freedom, though. I thought they weren’t going to like having me home, but whenever we got time together, my mother was doting over me and clearly happy I was home.
By the time I got back to Devin’s house, he was in the garage waiting for me. He had a small black backpack in the trunk of his car and put my small bag in there with it. We went straight to the airport and drove in to park in the same spot he had parked the last time we were there.
After a quick visit with the TSA security guy, we loaded onto the plane and were up in the air shortly after. This time, I made sure Devin sat right next to me, and I held onto him tightly and didn’t look out the window as we took off. I still felt very nauseous, but it passed quicker than it had the last flight.
“Tell me more about Ashley,” I asked. “What is she
going to want to know about me?”
Devin contemplated my question for what seemed like forever before he finally decided to answer me. I couldn’t tell if his trepidation was because of my question or because he was trying to think of how he wanted to describe his ex to me.
“When Ashley and I used to date, we were both into the party scene. We stayed up all night, drank, and even did some recreational drugs. I was making a ton of money at the startup tech firm, and we were blowing through it having a blast. Both of us loved that lifestyle at the time.”
“Not anymore?”
“Well, I kept partying after she had Izzy, and that was the reason why she ended up leaving me. I was working too, but I admit that I was mostly partying.”
“You kept partying even after Izzy was born?” I asked just to clarify.
It didn’t seem like something Devin would do. From what I knew about him, he was kind and caring. I just couldn’t imagine him leaving his girlfriend to care for their newborn. But I also believed what he was saying.
“I disguised it as work trips. I justified having to travel all the time because I was building my name as an angel investor. But really, I just had a lot of money, and I was young. There’s no excuse. When she finally decided to leave me and go stay with her parents, I didn’t even argue with her. It seemed like a good idea to me.”
“Wow.”
“I know. We obviously weren’t a couple anymore, and I was relieved that she would have someone to help her out. I thought I’d feel less guilty about it all if I gave her a large amount of money for child support, but that didn’t really help.”
“So when did you decide you wanted to get more involved?”
“About a year ago at Izzy’s birthday, I started to realize I wanted to see her more often, but Ashley was always trying to talk me out of it. When we would talk on the phone, she said Izzy was better off without me coming in and out of her life, so I started to believe her.”
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