CHAPTER 9
Lance
I hated that mother fucker, Cameron. Every time I saw him, he was looking at Leila like she was a piece of meat. I almost beat the shit out of him at the beach house, but I chose to walk out after warning him to leave her alone.
Granted, I was sleeping with Leila, but I respected her. She was a kindhearted, hardworking woman that was trying to make a name of herself after moving here. Leila was beautiful, and I know that I looked at her the same way that he did at times, especially after seeing her naked. Her curves were sexy, and I wanted her every time that I looked at her, but I wouldn’t talk about her the way that he did.
Ever.
I suggested getting a drink so we could both calm down and just relax. I was still feeling the adrenaline from our tryst upstairs and the near fight that I got into, and I needed to sort through it before we continued with our day. The run in also made me realize that I was feeling more protective of Leila than I ever had before, apart from family members.
Was I falling for her already?
I made sure that she was okay before we went inside and ordered some drinks. I was sticking to just the one beer and allowing her more, and I added an order of appetizers at the last minute. Leila looked at me with an amused smile and I told her that I was hungry a lot. We talked about the houses that we’d seen today, and I liked the last one a lot. It had the master bedroom that I was looking for, and a great living room with a lot of windows. There were three large bedrooms and two bathrooms and a chef’s kitchen for me to mess around in. It was perfect and although the studio was a bit of a commute, I’d never tell Leila that.
“How about we head into Santa Monica and look around there?” I asked when we were finished, and she was laughing at my jokes again. It was a little closer to work and her and I liked the pier.
“Okay. That sounds good.” Leila agreed as she finished her drink and pressed the napkin to her mouth. I drove us again, winding down the curvy road to her home as we talked about what was available here. It seemed like there were a lot of houses for sale right now since the market was great for sellers. I thought it was a little prettier than Newport Beach, though the pier made it a bit of a tourist trap at times. I just liked the beaches and the vibe there more.
We pulled into a nice neighborhood right along the water and I parked in a long driveway as I surveyed the spacious, light blue house. It was spread out and I could see the ocean behind it as I glanced over at Leila.
“Like it?” I asked as she seemed to think about it for a moment.
“It has good bones. Let’s check it out,” she said as she opened the door and slipped out of the car. We walked up to the door, checking out the landscaped yard that Leila assured me added some value to the house if I kept it up. She opened the door and we walked into a foyer that overlooked the sunken living room with a great view. There was a chef’s kitchen to the left and a hallway to the right and I walked forward, looking at the wall of windows and large fireplace. There was plenty of room for one of my big TVs and furniture and I slid open the glass doors to walk outside. It offered a large entertaining area with a custom grill and table to eat outside at, along with a pool a few steps below. The ocean was beyond that and went for miles as I searched for a path. “It’s just below the pool. It’s a private beach for residents of this neighborhood.”
“How far do you live from here?” I asked her as I looked back to see her raising an eyebrow.
“Ten minutes,” Leila responded as I grinned. “Want to look at the inside?”
“Sure.” I took one more long look around and turned to walk back inside with her, taking in the kitchen and then heading down the long hallway. There were three big bedrooms with the master on the left side. It had a view of the ocean and another private balcony that seemed to curve around to the master bathroom. I looked around the room, seeing a lot of space and another smaller fireplace before walking out onto that balcony. It had a lot of space and another great view and I walked around to see a private corner that would be a great place to relax at night. “This is great.”
“It’s pretty.” Leila agreed as she looked over the water. “How do you like it compared to the other house?”
“I think it’s a better choice. I like the layout better and I think it’s a more central location in the city. I’m close to a lot of great places and we can hang out a lot.” I knew that it was closer to the studio and easier all around for me.
“That’s a selling point?” Leila questioned as I chuckled and nodded.
“Imagine one of those luxury chaises out here in this corner where we could relax and look at the stars. It’s a perfect private spot.” I gestured to the back corner of the balcony and she looked over with a smile.
“That would look great.” Leila told me as she looked out over the backyard and the water. “It’s a bit lower in price than the other one. That’s a good thing.”
Money was no object to me, but I just nodded. We finished the tour, looking at the other two rooms across the hall quickly before I led her to the living room. Just for fun, we saw two more houses, but I told her to make an offer on that one. It was what I wanted, and I was ready to move soon, so I told her to make an offer on it. I knew that it would make up for losing the rich bitch as a client and I would get a new house out of it.
Leila wrote up the offer and sent it to the seller, assuring me that they had plans to leave the state to retire and were eager to sell. It should be an easy process and she offered to take me out to dinner to celebrate finding something on the first day. I accepted and suggested eating in at her house so we could relax after today. Leila brought her stuff in the car with her so she was all set to return to the apartment. She gratefully accepted that offer since she was tired from the day and we drove to her apartment. Once inside, I slipped off my shoes and Leila changed into a loose cotton dress as we discussed what to order in for dinner.
We agreed on Italian food and she grabbed a menu for us to look over. We called in an order of lasagna and a large salad and Leila poured some wine for us as she sat on the couch.
“I can’t believe you have an offer in,” she said as I joined her and looked at her for a moment. “I took Nan out day after day and she couldn’t settle on anything. It made me crazy.”
“I just wanted a place on the beach. How hard can that be?” I questioned as I took a sip of wine and looked around the living room. “Are you planning on buying a place?”
“Maybe in the future. I am trying to get steady clients here, so I’ll keep the apartment for now. I like it here.” Leila shrugged and leaned back, the dress dropping down to display her cleavage as I looked down to take it in. Fuck, she was gorgeous.
I heard the doorbell and went to get it, paying the delivery guy for the food and taking it into the kitchen. Leila joined me in the kitchen where we fixed plates and took them outside to sit at the small table and eat. We talked about what I could do with the house over dinner and she had some great ideas. I teased about doing some interior design on the side and she laughed as she told me she did for some clients.
“You work a lot.” I told her as she nodded slowly.
“Don’t you?” She asked as she glanced over at me.
“Yeah, sure.” I’d taken the weekend off and I knew it didn’t look like I worked hard to her, but Leila would be horrified by what I did for work. “Just not this weekend. I try to fit as much into the week as I possibly can.”
“That’s good. You need some free time for yourself.” Leila encouraged me as I raised an eyebrow at you.
“How does that feel? It seems like you don’t do it too often.” She smiled shyly at me, nodding slowly. “I want to show you a good time, Leila. I want you to have fun with me.”
“I do. You made real estate a whole new experience for me.” I laughed as I thought back to the house that we looked at and made love in. That was one of the hottest things I’d ever done and most of my friends would tell me that I was crazy for thinking that. They would call it clever of me and I wasn’t sure what I should tell them about Leila. She clearly wasn’t my type, but I liked her a lot and I wasn’t sure how to explain that to anyone yet.
“And for me,” I replied as she laughed.
We took everything inside and washed the dishes before I brought the rest of the wine to the couch. I pulled her against me and kissed her neck softly as she let out a breath. I told her that I had a great day with her as she nodded and turned her head to meet my lips with her own. I slid a hand over her face to hold her still as I deepened it, feeling my body give in to her. In this moment, I felt like I would do anything for this woman.
We took it to her bedroom after several minutes of kissing and I slipped the straps of her dress down her shoulder as she dropped to the bed underneath me. I pulled them down to reveal her hard nipple, leaning down to suck one as she arched her back. Leila pulled her legs up and I slid my hand down her body, finding her underwear soaked as I fingered her through the lace.
“You’re insatiable,” Leila told me as she smiled.
“You seem to be as well,” I assured her as I slid a finger inside of her, pumping slowly as she moaned. “You’re soaked for me.” I took her back into my mouth as she cried out, dragging my teeth over her nipple.
“Oh, God. Lance!” Leila cried out as she rocked against my hand.
I had to go back to work and the idea of sleeping with another woman right now bothered me, work or not. I knew that I could do it and would do it, but it didn’t hold the same appeal anymore. I focused on her body and what pleased her, loving the sounds that she was making. I brought some condoms with me and went to get them once she was begging me to fuck her and I ran back into the bedroom to see her completely naked and waiting for me as I sheathed myself.
I crawled between her legs and took Leila with one hard thrust as she cried out my name. She was wet and tight, and I stilled inside of her for a moment before drawing back and then moving inside of her again. Every time we were together, it got a little rougher and I wanted her even more in my future.
Leila grabbed me around the ass and pulled me deeper inside of her as she rocked with me. We were both close and she cried out first as I pulled her feet up to my shoulders and pounded her harder. I came a few thrusts after she did, stilling and groaning as I looked down at her, completely bare to me. She had shown me a lot about herself and I liked every bit of Leila.