by Jenna Chase
“I…I don’t know,” I answered honestly. “I think, I just live a very different life and I’m not used to this sort of thing.” It was the truth. I’d never lived the way he was living. I had no experience with wealth and luxury.
“Is it a problem?” he asked.
“No, it just, it hit me all of the sudden just how wealthy you are.”
“I might have money, but I’m just like any other man out with a beautiful woman.”
“You’re not like any other man,” I said my smile returning to my face.
“Then get over here and give me a real kiss,” he said as he held his arm open to me. I leaned across the divider and let him wrap his strong arms around me. He brushed his nose against mine and whispered, “You don’t ever have to feel like my money separates us.” I nodded my head slightly and he pressed his lips to mine. It began softly, just a light brush and pressure, but I couldn’t stop myself as my hands moved to his hair, the light curls twisting around my fingers as I opened my mouth and kissed him deeper. I could taste the beer on his tongue as he pulled me closer and it was only when we were both completely breathless that he pulled back.
“I think I need to take you home,” he gasped as he inhaled deeply.
“Immediately,” I added bravely. I needed more of him and I needed it now.
It felt like it took an eternity to get back to the ranch, and while we’d been gone the sun had begun to set, as we drove down his long drive I enjoyed the yellow-orange light that it cast across his vast fields.
“It’s beautiful,” I said looking out at it all.
He didn’t say a word. No cheesy response about how I was more beautiful, nothing. He simply let me enjoy it for what it was, a gorgeous sunset.
He pulled up to the house and killed the engine. I kept looking out the window and only turned my attention away when I felt his gaze on me. “What?” I asked as he continued to stare.
“Nothing,” he said, “I just wanted to take you in.”
I could feel a rosy blush rushing up to color my cheeks as I looked away shyly. He got out and came to hold my door open for me. I swung my legs out and when I went to stand he held out his hand to help me up. “Let me help you,” he said as I placed my hand in his.
“Do I look like a damsel in need of assistance?” I asked as I stood on wobbly legs. He stepped forward and caught me against his chest. I may have enjoyed the feel of his muscles for a little too long because he began to laugh.
“Oh boy, I don’t know if we should do this,” he said as he clutched me tightly against him. “You seem to be a bit of a lightweight and I don’t want you to think I’m the kind of man that would ever take advantage.”
“But I want to,” I said as I breathed against his neck. I wanted to lean forward and lick the thick veins that ran down it lengthwise. I wanted to taste him.
“I want to too. I know you’ve felt it,” he said as he gripped my hand and moved it down to the hard bulge in his pants. “God you have no idea how badly I want to,” he said as he brushed his lips against my cheek. I ran my fingertips down his length and let them linger over his hardness. I gripped the zipper of his jeans and began to pull it down slowly. “Wait, don’t,” he said as he placed his hand over mine half-heartedly attempting to stop me as I wiggled my hand through the opening. A heavy intake of breath hissed between his teeth as my hand made its way past his boxers to touch skin on skin.
“Wait, really, you don’t have to,” he said as he twitched in my hand. I could tell he was thick as my fingers wrapped around him and stroked him gently.
“Stop telling me I don’t have to. I know I don’t have to. I want you,” I said as I pulled my hand from his pants and reached up his shirt. I had been dreaming about feeling his abs the whole night and now as my fingers ran over his rippling torso, it was enough to make me melt.
“Let’s at least go inside then,” he said as he held me against his body and walked awkwardly towards the door. He pushed open the door and guided us inside. “My room is upstairs,” he said as he angled us towards the staircase.
“Ok,” I said as I kissed his neck.
As soon as we were upstairs his whole demeanor changed. It was as if I’d suddenly awoken a lion.
“You’re sure this is what you want?” he asked again. “This isn’t a requirement of the job,” he said as he unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt and then pulled it off over his head. I basked in his beautifully sculpted body as he moved forward and gripped my arms.
“I know,” I said just as he pushed me back onto his bed. “If it were ever a question of this, or the job, I hope you know that I would choose this,” I continued as I beckoned him down.
He crawled over the bed until his entire body was on top of mine, the heavy pressure of him pushing me down into the mattress as I wrapped my legs around him. He kissed up my neck to my jawline while he pushed my shirt up and then he moved down to my stomach. He kissed across my soft skin until he had worked his way up to my breasts. He pulled one cup and then the other down and lavished then with tender but hungry kisses until his lips locked around my left nipple and he began to suck it gently. His tongue and his mouth pulled at me until my nipple was hard and then he moved to the other. When I couldn’t take it any longer I pulled his face up to mine and I kissed him deeply. I reached down to his jeans and undid the single remaining button and then pushed them down past his hips.
As if on cue he kicked them away with his boxes and then lifted my skirt.
“I want you so badly,” he breathed as he worked his fingers under the waistband of my panties and pulled them down off of my legs. It was stunning to watch him raise himself as he removed them from my legs. His entire body was like a work of art. He was hard and rough in all the right ways, a real man. The kind of man women dream of but never actually meet. His skin was perfectly sun kissed and while he was muscular he wasn’t body-builder bulging. It was just enough that you knew he could protect you if the need ever arose. Other parts of him were just as impressive and as he moved himself back down onto me, it blew my mind to think that all of this was happening to me.
“God, I don’t know what this is,” he said as his hands teased over my bare legs. “I’ve never had an attraction like this to anyone before, not like this, this is something else.”
“I feel it too,” I said as my nails grazed down his back. “I’m not normally like this at all, but I want you. I feel this desire, like I have to have you. I don’t think I could resist it if I wanted to.”
“I don’t want you to,” he said as he spread my legs with his thighs. His hips bore down and I could feel his hardness pressing between my wet lips. I lifted my own hips and pressed myself against him. I wrapped my arms around his waist and gripped his ass begging him to enter me.
At my cue he reached between us and gripped himself. He angled himself to my entrance and then bore down. I heard him gasp when I cried out as he spread me wide. I pushed back and pulled him deeper. I wanted every single inch that he had to give and I wasn’t going to be satisfied until I had it all.
Slowly he slid deeper and deeper until he was fully inside of me. Instead of moving he stilled and sat up on his elbows. He brushed his nose against mine as he had done earlier and kissed me softly. Continuing to kiss me gently he began to move slowly. Tiny thrusts that barely pulled him from me. I was used to men that went as fast as they could and everything was over as soon as they were finished. This was something completely different. It wasn’t about hurrying to get off, it was about being with me and I could feel our connection growing with each miniscule movement. We were bonding and not just fucking.
“More,” I begged and he picked up his pace as I moved to meet him. I dug my nails into his skin and held him tightly as he thrust into me harder and harder, our speed increased until it felt like we were both riding the crest of a wave. Our movements synced and it was as if we had always been meant to fit together. Together our passion and heat rose until I felt like I was going to
burst.
“Wait,” I cried out when I felt myself beginning to tip over the edge.
“No,” he said through gritted teeth as he continued to thrust into me. “Let me feel you cum,” he begged as he worked his hips faster.
“Are you…” I began but couldn’t get the words out fast enough as the flood overtook me. I arched my back and held onto him tightly as my orgasm ripped through every cell of my body. Just as I began to pulse and clutch him I felt him tense as he released his own powerful orgasm and began to fill me. He cried out loudly and pushed himself into me hard as he spurt stream after stream. When I thought he was finished he thrust into me lightly a couple of more times and gave me everything he had before collapsing on top of me.
My chest heaved against his and I could feel both of our hearts pounding as we fought to catch our breath. I stroked his hair and closed my eyes and I luxuriated in the feel of his cock still inside me and his warm body holding me down. It felt heavenly and I wanted to stay like that forever. With other men it had all been over so quickly, and as soon as they were finished they pulled out and left or rolled over to their own side of the bed. Shane wasn’t rushing anywhere. He stayed coupled with me as we cuddled and caressed one another. We kissed and we talked and eventually we drifted off to sleep.
In the morning I awoke to a dozen voicemail left on my cellphone. Laurissa was furious that hadn’t called her yet to give her all of the juicy details. While Shane worked in the kitchen fixing our breakfast I told him I needed to go and return her calls. He smiled and said that was fine. He pointed towards some sliding glass doors that opened up to a comfortable balcony that overlooked his fields. Dressed in only one of his shirts and some panties, I teased him with a shimmy of my ass and then disappeared outside with my phone.
I hit the redial button and called Laurissa back, she picked up on the first ring and demanded every detail about the night before. She gasped at all the right places and called me a “dirty girl” with all the tender love of a best friend.
“So what happens today?” she asked curiously.
“Today he teaches me how to care for the horses,” I said uncertainly.
Laurissa laughed and only commented, “If that’s what he can do in the bedroom, just imagine what he could do to you in a hay loft,” she teased.
“Oh god…don’t even,” I said as I cringed. Inwardly I did begin to wonder what he could do in a more unexpected circumstance, and I decided I might just have to find out.
Country Billionaire 2
It was our first morning together, the morning that everyone dreads. Your hair is a mess, you have no clean clothes, you probably haven’t even had the opportunity to brush your teeth. But there you are, and there he is – my new boss. The man with the perfect hair, and the expensive clothes, and the straightest teeth I’ve ever seen in my life. I looked down at myself and cringed. I would never want any man to see me like this, and definitely not a man like him.
“Stop it,” he said with his back turned to me. He was busy cooking eggs and bacon over the stove.
“Stop what?” I asked confused. I wasn’t even doing anything.
“You look beautiful,” he said as he used the spatula to expertly flip the eggs.
“Huh? I wasn’t….”
“Yes you were,” he said as he turned around and scooped the eggs onto the two plates that set before me. “In fact, I think I might just prefer you this way,” he said with a teasing growl.
“You’re just saying that because you got laid. No man in his right mind would say that they hate when a girl looks messy because then he’d lose any chance of getting another hot romp in the sack.”
Shane leaned down and placed his elbows on the smooth black marble countertop, and he looked me square in the eye. His gaze was so alarming that it set my heart pounding immediately. He gripped my wrist and held me still, “Do you think I couldn’t go out and get just about any girl I wanted?” he asked.
With his stare still on me I couldn’t find my voice and instead nervously nodded my head no. The movement was so small it must have been nearly imperceptible.
“I slept with you, because I wanted to sleep with you. You stayed the night, and you’re still here this morning because I want more than just to sleep with you. I wanted you to stay. I wanted you to be here…right now eating breakfast with me. I told you that you look beautiful this morning because you do. In fact, you’re the most goddamned beautiful woman I’ve ever seen, messy or not,” he said with a light pounding of his fist on the counter and an infectious grin. “Now eat up, we’re going to be busy today.”
We spent the next hour eating our breakfast and discussing the plans for the day. I commented that he would need to drive me home, or that I could call my friend if he wanted, but either way I needed to go to my place to get a change of clothes. Of course, Mr. Perfect, as if on cue pulled a shopping bag out of nowhere. It had apparently been sitting on the floor beside us the whole time and I’d never even noticed it.
“What is this?” I asked as I peeked inside.
“You were just saying you needed some clothes, weren’t you?” he said with a raise of his eyebrow.
“Please tell me that you’re not serious,” I said giving him my best ten-yard stare.
“It’s not a big deal. I have an on-call assistant for a reason. I knew you couldn’t stay in my shirt all day and your other clothes were dirty, so I sent him out to get something for you.”
He said it like it was nothing but it almost felt like an invasion of my privacy. I always selected my own clothes, and in many way, the things that I wore represented me. I chose them because I liked something in particular about them, because they were my favorite color, or because I thought they looked flattering. Now Shane had taken it upon himself to have someone select an outfit for me. I knew I should be grateful and that maybe it was even sweet, but it felt invasive. Or…at least it did until I pulled the items from the bag. I stared at them in stunned silence. They were exactly what I’d have selected for myself, correct size and all.
Shane took our plates and set them in the sink as I unfolded each piece and laid it across the counter. A spanking brand new pair of expensive designer jeans and a purple plaid button up shirt with some fun paisley detailing across the shoulders. I couldn’t help myself as the smile spread across my face.
“Perfect for learning about the horses, don’t you think?” he said with a knowing grin. He knew I’d love the clothes. I could tell that he’d never had a doubt. Smug bastard, I thought as I took in his stupidly charming face. “Come here,” he said with an upward nod of his chin. I momentarily considered denying him, but with a face and a body like his, the thought was short lived as I turned and slid off my stool. I walked around the counter until I was standing directly before him. He placed his finger under my chin and forced my face skywards as he leaned down and kissed me.
I closed my eyes, his soft lips pressed against mine and what began as a sweet kiss quickly turned passionate. I wrapped my arms up and around his neck and he lifted me onto the countertop. The marble was cold against the back of my thighs but I ignored it, it couldn’t compare to the heat that was beginning to burn between my legs. I wrapped my legs around his hips and drew him closer. I could feel his hardness pressing against me through the fabric of his thin cotton pajama bottoms.
“Mmm…” I groaned against his lips as I pushed myself against him begging for more. Who needs work when I could have some more of him.
Shane lifted me and held me tight as he carefully climbed the stairs to his room. I released my legs at the foot of the bed and allowed him to push me down. Suddenly he began to laugh, a light chuckle out of nowhere.
“What’s so funny,” I asked wondering what I was missing.
“Nothing,” he said still laughing a little.
“You can’t just say nothing,” I said as I hooked a finger into the top of his pants and pulled him down over top of me.
“You taste like bacon,” he said b
lushing a little.
“What?”
“Bacon.”
“Bacon?”
“Yeah, I can taste it when I kiss you. Kinda makes you extra tasty,” he said as he leaned down and teased my neck with his mouth.
“You cannot tell a woman that she tastes like bacon,” I said halfheartedly slapping him on the back.
“Why not?” he asked as he started to unbutton the shirt I was wearing. His mouth traveling further down with each button.
“Because!” I exclaimed.
“Maybe I’ll just have to make up for it,” he teased as he undid the last button and pulled the shirt open. Now fully exposed except for a tiny pair of panties, he ground his hips down against me and moved to take one of my nipples into his mouth. I stopped him and pulled him up to kiss me again. Bacon or not, I couldn’t get enough of his kisses and I longed for more. He groaned lightly into my mouth as his body ground against mine.
Without any warning he suddenly pulled away. His head jerked to the side and he cursed, “Shit!” Before I knew what was happening he was pulling away and lifting himself from the bed. I tried to stifle my grin at the sight of his bulging erection tenting the front of his pajama bottoms but was unsuccessful. When he caught my sly grin he glanced down and started to laugh.
“Umm…I have some bad news,” he said as he stared down at his waist. “I guess you realize how much this affects me as well, but…um…we have to get ready and head out to the barns. One of my men is going to be waiting on us. I’m sorry, I didn’t realize the time.”
“They can’t wait another few minutes?” I begged.
“Nothing I want to do with you will only take a few minutes,” he said climbing back over the bed to plant a light kiss on my nose. “Come on pretty girl, we’ve got some training to do,” he said as he gripped my hands and lifted me up before him. “God I want you,” he growled in my ear before turning away.
“I want you too,” I said as I watched him disappear into his closet. I traipsed back down the stairs, my body still buzzing with anticipation. I felt disappointed that I wouldn’t be getting him all to myself for a while longer, but I also knew that he was right, he’s my boss and there’s work to be done. It’s important for us to remain professional during the day.