Grayson
Slate is already in the cockpit, waiting for us to say our goodbyes. Thankfully, bad weather has held off except for some high winds from the north. Our trip back to Teterboro should go smoothly.
Tears in her eyes, Izzy gives her mom a big hug. “Don’t cry. I promise to visit more often. You could come visit me, too, you know.”
Finally, we wave goodbye to the small crowd through the window, climb up the stairs into my jet, and sit side-by-side in my lounge chairs.
As the plane takes off, she chuckles, and I lean over to kiss her upturned lips. “What’s so funny?”
“Oh, I don’t know. I guess I’m fast-forwarding to our wedding day, picturing my uncles dancing in some fancy ballroom in Manhattan. Can you imagine them with your business buddies?”
“I bet they’ll get along famously.” I grin. “As long as shotguns are left in Minnesota.”
We start laughing, our ears pop, and I try to get some work done. For almost an hour, I get caught up on emails but when Isabella approaches with two beers in hand, I snap my computer shut.
“That was one helluva visit.” I clink my bottle to hers while she sits in my lap.
“Cheers… Do you think Xavier will be back?”
“No. It would be stupid and he’s a lot of things but not that. Even if he does, he won’t get far.” I eye her over my bottle and take a swallow.
She does the same, nods, and stares off into space. “If I were him, I’d buy a jet and get out of Dodge.”
“Those were my thoughts, as well.”
She sighs and leans back into me. “Then, I’d buy a villa somewhere in France or Italy. Did he embezzle enough to do all that?”
I nod and kiss the top of her head. “And more.”
“Wow.”
Her head turns, and I gently place my lips to the tip of her nose. “I can think of better things to do than talk about him.”
“Really?” Her eyelashes flutter and I laugh.
“Come here, you.” When I stand, she throws her arms around my neck, and I cradle her into the bedroom.
There, she slips down my body, her toes touch the floor, and her chin lifts into a heated kiss.
My tongue asks for entrance, she opens, and I play, fanning the embers of our desire until they flame.
“Mmmm. You taste good.” I slip my palms down her back, under the hem of her shirt, and caress her soft skin.
She purrs and smiles, eyes closed in pure pleasure. Craving more, I pull her hoodie over her head and with her arms stretched high, unclasp her bra. My hands slide across her body to her breasts where my fingers squeeze and play. Her eyes open and the centers are dark with pure passion.
Blood rushes to my cock.
Using her elbows to stop my fingers from what they’re doing, she goes wild and undoes my shirt buttons. She kisses down my chest to my navel. When she’s done, I toss my shirt to the floor while she unzips my slacks and frees my cock.
Bent over, she places her mouth on me.
“Oh man. Just a sec.” I back onto the bed and sit while she kneels on the floor between my legs. Her fingers wrap around my thickness and she worships my tip.
Never before has she been so bold and it fucking blows my mind as she licks up and down my length. When she hits the sensitive area just under my head, I arch, and she takes me deep into her sweet mouth.
“Iz… oh… damn.” I press into her hair and lead her.
Totally focused, she plays me like a fine instrument. Occasionally, she stops and places kisses on my navel, and everywhere but my fucking swollen desire.
When her hands wrap around my base, she sucks and my inner beast flares. I grab her hand and her hair and help as I rock.
Her sucks get frantic and her mouth tightens. My body coils and everything grows taunt.
“Oh, fuck!” I come hard into the back of her mouth.
She swallows, lets go of me, and I fall back onto the bed. With this vixen smile she climbs up my body, and kisses me, tasting of cum.
When we come up for air, I press her tight to my chest, enjoying how her full, naked body molds to mine. “You are one wild honey.”
Her giggles are so damn cute that I keep them going by tickling her mercilessly. Sitting on my heels, I straddle her, cup both her breasts, and squeeze.
Her tits harden and her eyes roll when I put one into my mouth and suckle. Nibbling one nipple, I pinch the other and grow hard as she squirms and moans under me.
I love how her back arches and her legs spread wider and wider. Only then do I kiss slowly down her body. Ignoring her mound, I torture her inner knees and upper thighs with my tongue.
She sighs heavily and I lick along the outer edge of her folds. Lifting onto her elbows, she locks her heated gaze to mine. Her slick nub beckons me but instead, I tease everywhere around it.
Isabella’s panting wildly as she stares between her knees, face flushed, tongue flicking over her lower lip.
Holding that hot as hell gaze, I slip one finger into her. It’s fucking amazing how her eyes widen and her mouth drops open. When I add a second finger, curl and press, she closes those blue orbs, arches, and moans.
“Gray…” She bends her knees, scoots to me on her ass, and pulls hard on my hair.
Oh yeah, she’s good and ready.
I blow cool air, she moans, sucks in her breath and freezes.
My cock is about to burst at the erotic sight of my woman laid open for me. I lean over, press in my knuckle, and suck her off.
“Holy… Oh God, oh fuck.” When she falls apart in my hand, my cock is as hard as it was before, maybe more so.
Quickly, I climb up her and enter so deep that I feel the back of her womb.
“Oh Gray.” Her body bucks, and the small pulses of her orgasm make this tsunami of need. It crashes over me, wanting what it wants. Quickly, I turn her onto her hands and knees so I can have more access. She presses her ass back and it feels so damn good, I just about lose my mind.
With my angle just right, we bang so hard, the bed thumps. Time stands still and we ride each other, sweat pouring off our bodies. Suddenly, my whole body goes tight, my lower back twinges, and I swell, ready to come hard.
“Izzy, oh shit. God, yes.” One final thrust into her sweetness and I release into this amazing high, pulsing, never wanting to let go. “You are so fucking incredible.”
She sighs deeply and comes. “Love you.”
“Love you, too.”
We sleep for a while and when my eyes open, she’s staring at me. After, she finds a pillow and stuffs it under the back of my head. “Hey sleepy head, let’s try something new.”
My always eager cock jumps at the thought and she giggles when it hits her legs. “Not that, at least not right this second. We’re going to try pillow-talk.”
“You’re serious?” I nibble her ear and blow in it.
“Stop that.” She turns, presses those naked breasts into my chest and kisses me. “I mean it.”
Grinning, I stare up at the ceiling pretending to think hard but my hand slips to her upper thigh.
She slaps it away and laughs. “Alrighty, then. I see I need to start. We could talk about… the future.”
“That’s easy. We’re going to get married and have fifteen babies. Pretty simple.”
She bumps my shoulder as she rolls off from me and onto her side. “This is so not pillow-talk. Let’s talk about all the new developers I hired.”
I waggle my brows up and down, just to get her goat. “What about them?”
With a groan, she rolls her eyes. “I swear, Patten, you’re doing this on purpose.”
“Doing what?”
“Oh, for God’s sake. Let me try another subject and don’t answer with one word. Be serious. Are we going to continue with the Houston Project?”
She gives me a little triumphant smile because I drop the act as I think of all the repercussions of losing their business. “There’s a lot of money on the line and it’s a worthwhile endeavor… still… I don’t like how sneaky they are. They need to be a lot more upfront.”
“I was going to suggest that myself.”
I pull her close, kiss her neck, and whisper into her ear, “See? I can do this. Are we done now, professor?”
Giggling, she wraps her clever fingers around my rising length. “I suppose, for a first try, we did pretty good.”
“Damn right we did.” I unwrap her fingers, then roll onto my elbows, my legs between hers.
“Wait. One more thing.”
I moan.
“Real quick. We visited my family, when will we visit yours?”
“Let’s schedule that for pillow-talk-part-two, right after this.”