Chapter 13
Willa
I was pretty sure that Justin's mom hated me. She practically choked to death when she found out I was a recent college graduate.
At least his dad seemed to like me, or he just seemed to be an all-around nice guy, like his son.
Luckily, Justin suggested the escape of doing a tour of the vineyard. It got me away from his parents for a little while and I did want to see the beautiful property. I had seriously never been anywhere that was so green or so beautiful.
Justin held my hand, pointing out the large track for the horses and rows of barns. Then we walked past the horse track and barns into the rows of grape vines.
"This is amazing. You know, this would be the perfect place for that scene I'm working on," I said, spinning between the rows.
Justin laughed, following me with his hands in his pockets. "You mean the one where the Don's son knows about the murderer but the audience doesn't?"
I pointed at him and laughed. "The exact one. I'm thinking that something happens with a drug deal gone wrong in a vineyard out in North Fork and his son see's the murder but doesn't tell anyone then points them to the body in the horse barn weeks later."
Justin shook his head and smiled. "You have the craziest imagination and it's one of the reasons that I love you."
I stopped my spinning and faced him. He looked like he'd seen a ghost, sucking in air with his eyes wide.
Did I hear him right?
I took a few steps closer. "Did you just say that you love me?"
He rubbed the back of his neck then raked his fingers through his hair before nodding and his eyes meeting mine. "Yeah. I guess I said I had some kind of love for you."
I closed the distance between us and wrapped my arms around his neck. "That's good because I love you too in some kind of way."
He grinned, pressing his forehead to mine. "Really?"
"Really, Justin. I love you. I love you. I love you."
With one fell swoop his arms were around my waist, pulling me close to him as his mouth devoured mine. His kiss was full of passion and desire, pressing his already hard center to me.
In the time we'd been together, I'd thought plenty of making love to him, but now that it was out in the open that we really did love each other, I couldn't think about anything else but being as close to him as possible.
I pushed his body with mine gently and he took a step back, guiding me down to the ground with him. I straddled his lap, his mouth moving from my lips and down my neck until he was placing feather light kisses on the tops of my breast.
I moaned, grinding my core against him which emitted a low growl from his throat and onto my chest.
His hands cupped my butt, pushing me further against his growing erection.
"Willa, if you keep doing that it's going to be hard to resist you," he murmured.
"Then don't," I whispered, unbuckling his belt.
"Here? Now?" He asked, looking up at me through hooded lashes.
"Yes. Here. Now." I unbuttoned his jeans, releasing his massive hardness.
"Um, when I told you it's been a while? I meant that, and I don't have any protection with me."
I bit my bottom lip and stood up. He frowned, looking up at me. "So you're just going to leave me like this?" He pointed to his open pants.
I grinned and slowly peeled off my panties, setting them to the side before I straddled him, covering us with my dress so all he could do was feel my wet center against him. "I'm on the pill and I want to feel you. All of you."
He lifted up my hips slowly and then I mounted him, moaning as every inch of him filled me to the hilt.
Justin kissed me, moving his hips slowly then faster, his tongue dancing behind my lips while he gripped tightly to me, pushing me to the brink over and over again.
"You feel so good, Willa," he murmured, his lips trailed to my chest, his pace quickening.
"Oh, Justin, you do too."
We were far enough out that no one from the house would see us and there wasn't a soul working in the vineyard because of the holiday, but I still kept my dress over where we connected.
Justin took one hand off of my back and crept up my thigh until he was at my center, making slow circles over my sensitive flesh as he continued to rock inside me.
I cried out, crashing in an exquisite orgasm that he soon followed after.
We sat there, still connected, the only sound was our breath and the beating of our hearts.
I could have stayed in that moment forever. I never wanted to leave that moment. To leave him.
Justin's eyes met mine as he traced my jaw line. "I do mean it, Willa. I love you. Not just some kind of love. Real love. You're amazing in every way and I couldn't imagine my life without you. It's been a crazy two months and I wouldn't have it any other way."
I kissed him slowly and gently, only briefly letting my tongue flicker against his before I pulled back and smiled. "That's good, Justin, because I'm more than some kind of in love with you too."
***
Justin's bedroom at his parents' house was one of the cleanest rooms I'd ever seen. But his parents did have maids and more money than they knew what to do with.
The walls were all a neutral beige color with a few framed sepia tone photos of things like old cars and historic New York. His full, sleigh bed was covered in a plaid comforter that felt like soft cotton beneath my hands.
I ran my fingers along the edge of the mahogany dresser. There was a picture in a Brown University frame of Justin with his parents. He was in the middle with a beardless face and shorter hair, that glowing smile on his face as he had an arm around each parent.
I didn't even have any proofs of photos from my graduation yet and it seemed like it was forever ago. Like my time in Missouri was another life.
"Checking out my room?"
I jumped as if I'd just been caught doing something awful and turned around to see Justin leaning on the doorframe.
"I was just seeing where you were and checked here first."
It wasn't a total lie. He had gone to take a shower and even though I was going to be sleeping in the guest room, I wanted to see the room that Justin slept in, maybe get more of a sense on how this Richie Rich kid turned out to be such a down to earth guy.
He grinned, taking slow steps until he was right in front of me. He may have been fully covered in a gray t-shirt and plaid pajama pants, but all I could think about was how good he smelled clean from the shower and what the lines of his body looked like underneath those clothes.
"Sure you weren't snooping through my room? Maybe seeing if you could find my old Playboys?"
I laughed. "You're not that old. You had the internet to look at porn, you didn't need magazines."
Justin put his arms around my waist. "Touché. And now I don't need any because I have you."
He leaned in, but I wrinkled my nose. "Are you saying I'm a substitute for porn? Because, I'm not. I'm not just going to get naked for you, and roll around and pose anytime you want."
He shook his head, licking his lips and letting out a silent laugh through his nose. "I would never think that about you, Willa. You're more than just a sex object and you should know that."
Justin kissed me gently. "But...if you're offering..."
I giggled as he nuzzled my neck, the scruff of his beard tickling my skin. "Stop it! What if your parents hear us?"
He pulled back and raised an eyebrow. "So?"
"So? I mean...out far away in the vineyard was one thing, but in your bedroom..."
Shaking his head, Justin smiled. "Baby. I'm a grown man and you're my girlfriend. You can stay in my room and we can do whatever in here. Besides, they're all the way in the other wing of the house."
My eyes widened. "You don't care that they made up the guest room for me?"
He rolled his eyes. "No. I think it was actually a stupid gesture. We've been sleeping in the same bed for over a week now, why stop just because we're here?"
I leaned in, tracing a line down his chest. "Oh, poop, and I was really excited to sleep in my own bed and not having you snore on me."
"I don't snore!"
I laughed. "You do. It's cute, in a weird way, but you definitely snore."
"Well, YOU, talk in your sleep."
I scoffed. "I do not."
Shaking his head, he laughed. "You do. Nothing bad. Mainly mumbling that's hard to understand. I should videotape it."
I stepped back. "Well, not tonight because I'll be sleeping in my own bed."
He frowned and took my hand before I could get to door. "Not tonight, okay? Will you stay with me?"
I furrowed my brows. "Is something wrong?"
He sighed, sitting down on the bed. "No. I just want to fall asleep with you in my arms, is that so wrong?"
I smiled before sitting on his lap. His hands went instinctively around my waist as I curled up, burying my face in his neck. "No. It's not."