Chapter 40

Ryan

Sara’s reaction to Natasha was completely the opposite of what I thought it would be. I thought she would shy away, pull back, and it would damage any progress I had made with her. But that couldn’t be farther from the outcome. Instead, I was standing in the hall, my throbbing cock grinding against her red-laced panties, the passion between us stronger than it ever had been before. She was radiating sexuality, and I had never seen a woman this sexy before in my entire life. I leaned forward and kissed her neck, trailing my tongue up and over to her lips. She tasted like champagne, and it turned me on even more. She leaned forward and sucked my earlobe into her mouth before pulling away.

“Take me to bed,” she whispered. “Take me to bed and fuck me hard.”

How could I argue with that? I smiled and pulled back away from the wall, carrying her around my waist down to my bedroom. When I got inside, I kicked the door shut behind me and leaned down, burying my face in her tits. She smelled like vanilla, and I growled, needing to show her pleasure after pleasure. I walked over to the bed and laid her down, reaching over and pulling her panties from her body. She looked up at me and bit her lip as I tossed them to the side. I lowered myself on the bed between her legs and gently spread them apart. I licked my lips and pushed my face into that perfect, pink pussy, wanting to taste her, drive her wild, and feel her come on my lips. She moaned loudly as I swirled my tongue through her juices and up to her clit. I pulled her hard nub into my mouth and nibbled gently, feeling her body quake above me. I loved how I could drive her wild, how my mouth was a gateway to pleasure for her.

She reached down and grabbed my hair, wailing loudly as I pushed my tongue against her, raised my hand up, and pushed two fingers inside of her. She scrambled slightly, and I reached up, with my other hand, pushing her back down on the bed. She arched her back and moaned as my fingers began to move inside of her, pushing her closer and closer to climax. All of her inhibitions quickly melted away as she pushed my face back into her juices. I flicked my tongue over her clit and twisted my fingers inside of her as I finger fucked her hard and fast. She clenched down on my hair and screamed out loudly as her entire body stiffened around me. I groaned when I felt her pussy shaking around my fingers, her juices flowing down my hand. I pulled them out and lowered my lips down, lapping her ecstasy up as she writhed above me.

When she had relaxed back onto the bed, she grabbed my face and pulled me upward, biting her lip. I reached down and quickly pulled my boxers off, stabilizing myself with one hand by her head and my lips pressed against hers. I reached down just as she did, and she slapped my hand away, grabbing my cock in her palm. She rubbed her hand up and down the shaft, pushing it back and forward so the head moved over her pulsing mound. She moved it down and lifted her hips in the air, pushing the tip inside of her and letting go. I thrust my hips forward, pushing deep down inside of her and groaning loudly at how tight her pussy was. She leaned her head back and gasped at the feeling, lifting her legs up my sides.

Immediately, I began to pump my hips, gliding through her juices, filling her to the brim. I pushed up on my knees and grabbed her thighs, pulling her in closer. She pulled her hands up over her head and watched as I pounded my cock into her. Her big firm tits bounced up and down over and over again, and I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was so sexy and erotic, wearing nothing but those million-dollar jewels. She moaned loudly while my body slapped against her clit. I wanted to feel her come again, to give her one more orgasm before finding my own release. I leaned over on top of her and kissed her lips as I pushed my hands up under her back. Quickly, I rolled us both over until she was sitting upright on me, straddling my big, hard cock.

As soon as she was up, she started to grind her pussy against me, screaming out and throwing her head back. I reached up and grabbed her tits, rolling her nipples around in my fingers. She put both of her hands down on my chest and pushed her hips down harder and faster, almost grunting from the pleasure. I watched as she moved herself closer to the edge, breathing deeply to keep my own resolve. I grabbed onto her hips and helped her move even faster, thrusting my body upward as deep as my cock could go. She threw her head back and screamed out, grabbing her breasts as she let me take control.

I picked her up and slammed her down on my cock, beginning to bounce her up and down over and over again. Her body stiffened, and she took in a deep breath, arching her chest and throwing her head back. I could feel her pussy tighten around my cock, but I kept up the motion, watching her as she shook in pleasure from her orgasm. As soon as her juices exploded, running down my cock, I flipped her over and rammed my dick deep inside. She screamed out, looked up at me, watching me pull out and begin to jack off in front of her. She hurried onto all fours, facing me with her mouth inches from my shaft. I growled, feeling my release as hot streams of seed shot out into her mouth and over her face. It was the hottest thing I had ever seen, and it only enraged my orgasm that much more. I continued to stroke my cock until my body had completely relaxed. Then, I jumped off the bed and grabbed a towel, handing it to her and smiling as she cleaned up.

We lay down in the bed and curled up together, Sara falling asleep almost immediately. A pure sense of peace and contentment unlike anything that I had ever felt before washed over me. Her, in my bed, in my penthouse, in my life, it was just all too damn perfect. Everything had lined up exactly how I wanted it to, and I didn’t know whether to thank my lucky stars or worry that it could all come crashing down again. I tried to push the worry from my mind, wanting to enjoy having her wrapped in my arms like this. It was the best feeling I had ever had, and I wasn’t about to waste a moment of it.

When I woke up the next morning, we hadn’t moved a muscle, and she was still curled up in my arms, sound asleep. I lay there for several minutes watching her slumber, thinking about how lucky I was. Then, carefully, I pulled myself from the bed and threw on a pair of pajama pants. I wanted to do something else nice for her, show her how special she was to me. I went to the kitchen and pulled out a bunch of ingredients, deciding that making breakfast would be the perfect way to wake her up. I cooked eggs, bacon, toast, and some coffee and set it all up on a tray. Carefully, I moved down the hall and into the bedroom, setting it down on the dresser and waking her with a sweet kiss on the cheek. She was more than ecstatic to see what I had done, and when we were done with our comforter picnic, we decided to take advantage of the huge shower in my bathroom. I turned to her, the hot water running down her body and smiled.

“I seem to remember that we didn’t ever get to finish what we started in the shower at the vineyard,” I said, reaching down and grabbing her by the waist.

She yelped as I picked her up and stood her on the edge of the shower, immediately pushing my hand over her pussy. Before she could protest, I began to finger her, watching her face turn to pure pleasure. We fooled around in the shower until I had made her come again, smiling and helping her back down. I washed her hair and soaped her up before we climbed out, sharing a passionate kiss while wrapped in towels and standing in the steamy bathroom.

“I’m going to go get dressed,” she said, kissing my cheek.

“I’ll be in my office,” I said with a smile, watching her saunter off.

She went to her room to change and get dressed, and I pulled on a pair of jeans and T-shirt and headed down to my office to check in on the ranch and clear up some other work things that I had neglected the last couple of days. I was still wrapped up in her arms in my mind, though, and it made it really hard to focus. As I typed on the computer and made a couple of calls, I kept my eyes locked on the doorway. I expected that I would see her come back out any minute, but as the hour passed, and she didn’t reemerge, I started to get nervous. Everything seemed to change between the two of us from minute to minute, and I was starting to think it was impossible to let her out of my sight without the other shoe dropping.

I finished up what I had to do immediately in the office and walked out to the living room thinking maybe I had just missed her walking past, but she wasn’t there. I glanced down the hall to her room. Her door was slightly ajar, and the light was on inside. I sighed and made my way down to her room, knocking as I pushed open her door. She was sitting on her bed, scrolling through her phone with her wet hair tossed to one side. She did not look happy even in the least, and my heart began to beat faster. What could have possibly happened in that amount of time to drop her mood that much? Maybe it was Alison and the horses. I knew she had a problem the day before with the horses getting out. I shook my head quietly, figuring that was probably all it was. I walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed, reaching forward and putting my hand on her leg. She looked up at me in shock and irritation.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, surprised by her reaction. “Is it Alison and the horses? Or is it Janson? Did he do something while you’ve been away?”

“It’s neither,” she said quietly.

“Okay,” I said. “Then what is going on? Whatever it is, we can fix it.”

“Not this,” she said, handing me her phone. “We’re all over the media, like on every single publication. Me in that red dress with everyone talking about me being the sore thumb of the gala.”

I looked down at the photo on the screen and cringed only slightly. She had seen the media there, so she had to know that something would come out of it. Still, she was upset, and I was trying to be understanding of that. She was in the limelight for the first time in her life, and though it might help my PR, it was starting to ruin my relationship.