~Nine~
Driving my Jag through the mountainous terrain was not my idea of a fun trip. Had I known, I would have taken Jonathan up on his offer to be the chauffeur for this little trip. As hard as I tried to avoid the dips and bumps on the narrow dirt road leading to his home, it was nearly impossible. My mechanic was going to have a field day once he saw the underside of my car.
When we finally came upon a clearing, the view ended up being spectacular. To say that he had a little place tucked away in a wooded area was an understatement. Staring at me was a two-story home built with logs and stone. The entrance was enhanced with large log pillars set in masonry platforms covered in stone. As I pulled closer to the home, rounding the circular drive, I couldn’t help but admire the front door, which was etched in stained glass with the same glass design etched in the side windows as well as above the oversized wooden door.
Jonathan was the first to exit his car and head up to the front door. I wasn’t sure if it was the scenery that amazed me, but when Tessa nudged me, knocking me out of my stupor, the spell was broken as she asked, “Are we going to stay in the car all day?”
Focusing my attention to her, I opened my door and said, “It just wasn’t what I expected.”
“It is pretty spectacular, isn’t it?” she replied.
“That it is.”
Heading to her side of the car, I found she had already opened the door and got out before I could help her out of the car. Taking her by the hand, which seemed very normal, I led her to the front door where Jonathan stood waiting. When he opened the door, just like his warehouse, the interior was very impressive. The log beams on the vaulted ceiling were the focal point of the entrance, with large lifelike birds hanging symmetrically from the ceiling hovering over the ground below. It was very skillfully done and didn’t take away from the beauty of the room.
Keeping my eyes fixated on the ceiling, I heard Jonathan ask, “A hobby of mine. Do you enjoy hunting, Mr. London?”
“Not much. Truth be told. I have never been, at least not for small game,” I chuckled beneath my breath, wondering if he got my little joke.
Tessa definitely understood my humor as her elbow found its way to my stomach. Getting a disconcerted look from Jonathan, I shrugged my shoulders as he shook his head in disbelief. Moving toward the stairs, my sights were still on the stuffed bird mounts hanging from the ceiling. When we reached the top of the stairs, Jonathan led us down a long hallway, stopping at the first door to the left. Opening the door, he moved to the side and allowed Tessa to enter first, and then me. The room was large and nicely decorated with cream-colored walls and carpeting. There was a king-sized bed facing the doorway, which was set between two large windows. Off to the right was a large en suite bathroom that had a large open doorway.
As I looked around, I was certain that Tessa would be very comfortable staying here. Keeping my eye on Tessa, I watched as she walked over to the bed and lowered herself on it. She bounced up and down a few times; my guess was she wanted to check the comfort of the mattress. She rose to her feet and headed over to another door which I assumed was a walk-in closet.
By the time we finished the tour of Jonathan’s home it was late afternoon. Being the wonderful host that he was, he offered to have me to stay and share dinner with him and Tessa. There was no way that I could refuse. If I could have had my way, I would have stayed here with her forever. Taking a seat at the large dining table, the table was already set with fine china and crystal glasses. It seemed to me that he had gone through a lot of trouble for dinner. I wasn’t sure if he had contacted his staff ahead of time, but out of nowhere a short, plump lady appeared with a younger woman behind her carrying what I assumed was our dinner.
There was little conversation as we all sat and ate our food. Whoever the cook was, I had to hand it to them for preparing such a delicious meal. When the older lady came to gather the empty plates, Jonathan rose from his seat and suggested. “Shall we let our meal settle and head into the living room?”
Wiping my mouth, I placed my cloth napkin on the table and replied, “I think that’s a great idea. There are a few things I need to go over with you before I leave.”
As we headed to the living room, Jonathan turned to the old lady clearing the table and asked, “Agnes, can you bring some coffee to the living room, please?”
“None for me, thanks,” I said, looking at Agnes with a smile.
Allowing Tessa to take a seat first, I looked around the room taking in the décor. Once again, it was very inviting with neutral-colored walls and dark leather furniture. Taking a seat next to Tessa, I sat back and made myself somewhat comfortable.
Jonathan took a seat across from us and began addressing his thoughts. “I think under the circumstances, it would be best for you to stay here tonight and wait to leave in the morning. With Colin out of town until tomorrow, I want to make sure that Tessa’s first night here is as comfortable as possible for her.”
There was no way I was going to argue with him. More than anything I wanted another opportunity to hold Tessa in my arms. I also knew that I had to keep our relationship under wraps for the time being. Playing innocent, I responded. “I think that would be a good idea, I can either sleep here, or perhaps you have another bedroom I could stay in?”
“Don’t be silly, Xavier. I am not blind to the way you two look at each other. I am sure that you two can work out your sleeping arrangements,” he observed. “And before we go into further detail about Tessa’s safety, I can assure no one will come near the estate without being seen. Call it paranoia, but ever since my first run-in with Colin Gates, I have equipped all of my properties with state-of-the-art surveillance equipment.”
Jonathan had every right to be cautious when it came to Colin. I have even found myself looking over my shoulder wondering if he had his men watching me, making sure that I followed through with his instructions. Given the situation with Jeffries and his threat, I too had a sense of paranoia.
It was getting late and Tessa had already gone up to bed by the time Jonathan and I finished our conversation. Heading up the staircase, all I could think about was pressing my body against Tessa’s, soaking in her scent as I pushed my cock deep inside her. Opening the door to the bedroom, the light was on, which told me that she was still awake. She wasn’t in the bed, which told me that she had to be in the bathroom. As I got closer to the doorway, I could hear the soft humming of her voice, which put a smile on my face. Even more than that, the image I saw of her bathing in the large sunken tub with bubbles all around her was a sight to behold.
Gazing over to where I was standing, she looked at me with a smile and offered, “Do you want to join me? There is plenty of room.”
She didn’t have to ask me twice. “Hell yeah.”
I slipped out of my clothes quickly, in the most unsexy manner, and seconds later I was in the tub, positioning my body behind hers. She was right about one thing; the tub was big enough for both of us, leaving room to spare. As I parted my legs so that she could move between them, I wrapped my hand around her hair and cocked her head back before placing my mouth over hers. Our tongues began mingling together, playfully dueling in sync with one another; first hard, then soft, then hard again. I wanted to consume the softness of her lips.
Turning her body slightly, her arms wrapped around my neck, deepening the kiss even further. I focused on what she was giving, and the mere touch of her lips was causing my arousal below the water begin to surface. With her body straddled over mine, it was only a matter of time before she would feel the rage of my desire.
Placing my hands under her arms, I broke out connection and lifted her slightly, holding her body so that her beautiful plump breasts were mine for the taking. Her hands left my shoulders as she took hold of the porcelain tub, allowing me to further accesses to her silky soft mounds. With no hesitation, my mouth covered her right nipple, lapping and sucking her perfectly round pebble. Cupping her other breast with my hand, I could feel the sweet weight of it beneath my hand. Kneading it between my fingers, a small moan escaped her lips, triggering yet another pulsating surge in my cock.
The foreplay, although enjoyable, was beginning to become excruciatingly painful as my erection began to enlarge to a painful length. Keeping my lips glued to her breast, I placed my hands on her hips and gently glided inside her sweet wetness. Keeping my thrusts slow and steady, it wasn’t long until I was fully embedded inside her tight channel. Her tight walls warmed my cock as they coaxed me deeper inside. The sound of her desire begged me to continue. “Xavier, please don’t stop,” she sighed with content.
“Never, baby, never,” I breathed through my own moans of ecstasy.
I could feel the scrape of her nails penetrate my shoulders while her back arched with pleasure. With all the women that I had been with, Tessa was the first to show me what true intimacy was and how much compassion could be shared between two people. When she dipped her hands between us and took hold of my sac, it took everything I had not to explode. Barely holding on to my own willpower, I gently tugged on her taut nipple with my teeth while making circular movements with the tip of my tongue. I could feel the walls of her pussy begin to grip my cock like a vise, which told me she was closer than I thought. Releasing her nipple, I flicked it gently with my index finger, opening her gates, while accepting her feminine juices coating my cock.
With immeasurable regret, my own pleasure hit as I pulled from the comfort of her channel and watched as my seed spilled inside my hand, which I cupped beneath the head. When I grabbed a hand towel to clean up the mess in my hand, there was a somber silence between us as she wrapped her arms around me, resting her head against my chest. Concentrating only on her breath, I listened to her as an unmistakable pang entered that I hadn’t felt before. Kissing the top of her head, I realized that Tessa meant much more to me than I had realized before, and I would do whatever it took to protect her. Even if it meant taking care of Colin for good.