“I see,” I finally said putting my coffee cup down.
“It’s important that you are financially taken care of. I can’t see you go off and get pregnant by trash like that boy you were with. I know love seems like everything, but when you’re struggling to pay rent and feed your children, well that’s no life to lead. You weren’t raised in that environment and you would not adapt. I’m just looking out for you in the only way I know how,” he said drinking his coffee and not making eye contact with me.
“Father, if I were to find another love that is financially well off, a millionaire even would you have any objections to me being with him? I don’t love Tom Ford and I know that is whom you would like me to marry. I want to marry for love, but I’m sure I can find someone I love that is not him, but is also wealthy. I want to choose myself.”
He was very quiet and I could tell he was processing the information.
“I suppose if he is a respectable man and is of good financial standing. I don’t see a problem with it.”
I just let it go at that. Now was not the time to bring up that Kit was actually a millionaire. I had no proof and I knew that he wouldn’t believe it. Plus it would put a kink in our plans for Paris.
“Tomorrow you can start the search for a flat in Paris. Just set it up and I’ll handle the deposit and rent. You can be in Paris in a few weeks and get used to the place before you start classes. I have to get back to work now,” he said as he stood up and walked out of the room.
That was it. That was as deep of a conversation that we would have. It had always been that way.
That night I waited until midnight and called Kit. I wanted to see him again and talk things over. He agreed to meet me at the diner a day later.
On that day I waited in the diner eating a cheeseburger and staring at the door waiting for him to walk in. Finally half an hour after he was supposed to be there he walked in. He looked tired. He gave me a bit of a nod and then walked to the bathroom hallway. I looked at the driver, Fred, to make sure he had not noticed the exchange and then I followed Kit.
“Mary, I’ve missed you so much,” he whispered.
“I’ve missed you too.”
“Look Mary, I can’t do this anymore. Hide and wait to be with you. It’s insane. You’re nineteen. You can do what you like. Just come with me. Come with me now, we can go to the ranch and then go to Paris just as we planned. I’ll take care of you. You have my word,” he said rapidly.
My heart started pounded. I was scared. I had not expected him to want me to run away with him right in this moment. It caught me off guard.
“Now?” I said louder than I should
“Yes, now. Just walk out of here and get in the car with me and we’ll be off.”
He stared at me. I was processing everything he said. What was I waiting for? He was right. I was nineteen and I legally was my own person. My father did not own me. The threat he had over me before of cutting me off of financial support wasn’t so threatening now if Kit had as much money as he claimed too. However, why spoil our Paris plans with my consent to let me go. He didn’t have to know about Kit and if we were patient a few more weeks it would all be fine.
I was about to answer him when I heard a booming voice.
“Mary Elizabeth!”
Kit and I were both startled. I looked at the end of the hallway to see my father standing there. His face was red with anger.
“Father,” was all I could say. We had been busted and I felt very scared. My father was a very ominous figure and even more so when he was angry.
“Get away from my daughter,” he scowled at Kit.
“She’s not a child. She can make her own decisions. You don’t own her,” Kit said as he stood in front of me.
I couldn’t believe what was happening. I heard the clanking of silverware in the diner main room as people turned to see what the commotion was all about. I was frozen.
“You will not ruin her life. She deserves better than you. You know that,” my father said.
Kit narrowed his eyes and stood taller. “I know money is the only thing you understand so I’ll say this. My name is Christopher Sollock, of the Boston Sollocks. We are quiet well off, I’m sure you’ve heard of us.”
“Lies!” my father yelled.
I was terrified and my heart felt like it was coming out of my chest.
“Check yourself. I’m sure you have your connections. I love Mary. I won’t give up,” Kit said looking at me.
I could tell my father was seething with anger, “Come with me Mary, now!” he yelled at me.
The thought of going back to the Connecticut house and being yelled at and held prisoner by my father was not appealing at all. I looked at Kit.
“Come with me,” he said.
I looked at both of them. I already knew my decision.
“Sorry father,” I said.
Kit grabbed my hand and led me out of the hallway and into the diner. Everyone was staring at us. I put my head down and walked rapidly. Kit was dragging me fast behind him. I was excited and scared all at once. My life had been constantly full of dramatic events since I met Kit. It only made our bond stronger. He walked out to a black Mercedes. I felt stunned by the luxury car, and I realized Kit was in fact telling the truth about his money. Not that I doubted it. We got in and he peeled out of the parking lot very fast. I looked and could see my father standing at the door of the diner. Fred stood next to him and was writing something down. I imagined it must be the license plate of the car. My stomach dropped. My father was not going to give up easily.
I looked over at Kit who was sternly concentrating on driving. He gripped the steering wheel so hard his knuckles were turning white. His dark curls fell across his eyes and his full lips were pursed into a hard line. He looked just as hot as ever. I reached up and pushed a strand of his locks behind his ear. He sighed and relaxed a little bit.
“Are you okay?” I asked.
“Yes, are you?” he asked.
“I’m shaking,” I said. Which was not a lie. I really was shaking.
“I’m sorry, don’t be scared. Everything is going to be okay. I promise you that,” he said as he put his hand out to hold mine.
We drove for three hours until we got to the ranch. As soon as I saw the familiar sign over the dirt road I felt relief. It felt like I was going home. This was one of my favorite places.
It was exactly the way I remembered it. The snow dusted lightly over things and I could see the stable in the distance. We pulled up and Kit turned to look at me.
He exhaled sharply. His chest rose and fell and then he said, “We made it. I’m sorry for the stressful situation.”
“I wouldn’t have it any other way,” I said as I leaned over and kissed him. The warmth of his lips felt like magic on mine. I felt my body respond to his. He moved his hands onto my face and held it delicately. I heard him moan, as the kiss grew deeper and more passionate. He finally pulled away and said, “Let’s get you inside where it’s warm.”
“Okay,” I said as I got out of the car.
CHAPTER TEN
Prolonged Desire
As soon as we walked in the door Kit pushed me against the wall.
“I’ve been waiting for this for weeks. I can’t stand it anymore,” he said as he pressed his lips against mine. His lips trailed down my face in soft kisses to my neck. Goose bumps went up and down my body as he kissed the sweet sensitive spot on my neck. It was an erogenous zone for me. His hands grabbed my tiny petite waist and then moved up to my chest and squeezed my breasts. I moaned loudly at his touch. I wanted this too for so long and being deprived of having him inside me only made this experience feel hotter and more erotic than any sexual experience I had. Kit pulled my sweater off over my head. My bare breasts bounced as they were released from my tight fitting sweater. Kit’s mouth went straight to my breast as he put my nipple in his mouth and teased it with his lips lightly. I arched my head back letting him have better access to me. I wanted
to meld my body with his. Kit unzipped my jeans and pulled them down to my ankles. I pulled one leg out of them and then the other with his help. Now I was completely naked in the foyer of the house. Kit’s lips pressed against mine, and his tongue explored my mouth. I heard the zipper of his pants come down. I reached down and wrapped my hand around his hard cock. I pulled away from him and looked at it. It was as perfect as I remembered and all I wanted to do was put it in my mouth at this very moment. I slid down the wall onto my knees. I placed the tip of his cock in my mouth and looked up at him through my lashes. He was so hot and I felt very erotic in this position. He pushed his fingers through my hair and tugged on it a bit. I moaned with his cock in my mouth and let the vibrations pulse my lips and onto his cock. I could tell by his moan that he liked it. I licked him up and down like a popsicle and enjoyed the fact that he was in fact here with me. After being deprived of his cock for so long I just wanted to keep it in my mouth. I used my hand to tug the base and jerk up and down. I wanted to keep him on the brink of orgasm so I stopped the movement and just sucked on the tip.
“I can’t take it anymore,” he said as he pulled me up to my feet.
He cupped my ass and picked me up against the wall positioning himself between my thighs. He pushed his hard cock inside me and lowered my body onto him. In this position he went deep inside of me. I yelled as his cock filled me. He pushed his head into the crevice of my neck and held onto me without moving for a few seconds as we enjoyed the first sensations of being connected. It had been so long since we were together it was almost a shock to my body to have him inside me.
Kit started to pump his hips back and forth letting his cock go in and out of me faster and harder as he held me up against the wall. I couldn’t handle it anymore and I felt my body tensing up as it was preparing to release. I dug my fingernails into Kit’s shirt on his back. It felt so good I couldn’t stand it. It was heavenly.
“I’m going to cum,” I whispered in his ear.
“Good, I want you too. I want to make you cum,” he said.
I wrapped my legs tighter around him and then I exploded into orgasm. I felt the spasms inside my pussy as I released myself all over him. Weeks of pent up sexual tension and longing inside of me suddenly blasted out of the floodgates. My body went limp as it indulged in the sweet stirring happening inside of us.
Kit moved his cock faster and harder inside of me and I could tell by the look on his face that he was about to cum. He moved thrusting and pounding against me and I could hear the sound of his skin impact on mine. He grunted and breathed deep as he tensed up. I felt his arms become tense and his hands on my ass squeeze harder.
“Oh fuck. Fuck, feels so good. Fuck,” he breathed out the words with every breath. Then I felt him release inside of me with two more strong thrusts. He pushed his entire body against mine as he used his weight to keep me pushed up against the wall as we enjoyed our intense and passionate release.
It had been too long, and now this was making up for weeks of longing and desire. Finally Kit lowered me to my feet. We both looked at each other and laughed as we looked around. We still had not made it completely inside of the house.
“I’m sorry I just couldn’t help myself anymore,” he laughed.
“I’m not complaining,” I laughed.
“Come on, come inside and get settled. I’ll build us a fire,” he said as he grabbed my clothes off the floor and handed them to me.
That night we made love over and over as though we had not seen each other in years. We made love in front of the fire on the plush rug. We made love in the bathroom enjoying a hot bubble bath. We made love in the bed where we finally fell asleep with Kit still inside of me. I slept soundly for the first time in months. I felt truly safe here at the ranch out of everyone’s reach. This was our sanctuary and I felt happy and tension free here. It made for a restful night’s sleep.
The next morning I woke up with a smile on my face. The soft winter sunlight poured into the bedroom onto the bed. It was beautiful and even though it was cold outside I was very warm in bed inside. A rush of emotions ran through me as I became fully awake and back to consciousness of what was going on in that moment in my life.
I felt safe, satisfied, and most of all, utterly and deeply in love. The fact that Kit and I had been apart for so long only made me appreciate the time that we had together now that much more. It was amazing and electrifying. I rolled over toward him in bed, but the bed was empty. I frowned a little as I was hoping to have a bit of morning sex. Even after all the love making we had through out the night I had not had enough. When you are in a forbidden love romance, you only want it more.
I got up and found Kit’s grey sweater and put it on. I inhaled deeply at his scent that lingered on the soft fabric. Maybe it was pheromones, I don’t know, but it got me going every time. I was instantly aroused and wanted him now.
In the kitchen Kit was busy making breakfast. The record player crackled softly as it played Elvis ballads. I loved that he was listening to it while cooking. I could get used to that.
“Good morning,” I said as I came up behind him and kissed him on his strong back.
“Good morning,” he said in a low throaty voice. It was a sound that turned me on every time I heard it.
“You know, I don’t have any clothes with me. We left so suddenly. I’m wearing your sweater like a dress,” I joked.
“I know. We can go into town in a bit and get you whatever you need,” he winked at me.
“Thank you. It smells delicious. I’m famished.”
“I bet you are. After the work out we had last night. We must have burned lots of calories,” he laughed.
“I know, but I was sad when I woke up and you weren’t in bed by my side. I wanted to go at it again,” I said.
“You’re a little vixen,” he said.
“Yes, but mostly it was being apart from you. The separation gave me a voracious appetite that I can’t seem to satisfy. I don’t ever want to be apart again,” I said as I squeezed him tightly.
“I don’t either, and we won’t. I promise.”
“Good,” I said.
“There’s coffee on the stove and milk in the fridge. I’m making sausage, eggs, and hash browns just the way you like it. There’s toast in the toaster. Butter is in the fridge as well.”
“Well, you just thought of everything haven’t you?” I said in a flirty tone.
“Did you go to the market this morning? I didn’t even hear you leave,” I asked.
“No actually I brought all this stuff here before I went to get you in Connecticut. I wanted it all set up and ready to go,” he said.
I stopped and looked at him, “How did you know I would come with you?”
“Because we’re in love, that’s how I knew,” he said as he locked eyes with me an smiled.
“That is true. You do know what you are doing don’t you?”
“I’m trying,” he said in a serious tone. Suddenly things got serious and real.
“Are you happy Mary? I know it’s a lot to deal with, but I want to make sure you’re doing this cause you want too, not cause I’m forcing you,” he said.
“Yes, I’m happy and I want too. I don’t want to be anywhere else.”
“Good,” he smiled. “Here eat up. We have a long day. First we’ll check on the horses and feed them, then we can go get you a new wardrobe.”
“Sounds lovely. A perfect day after being apart so long, it’s as if every moment is like a dream,” I laughed making light of my overly romantic statement. Kit laughed too.
“You should write poetry,” he teased me.
“Maybe I’ll take it up as a hobby when we move to Paris. We are still going to Paris aren’t we?” I looked at him with wide eyes that almost begged him to answer yes.
“Yes, we are going to Paris.”
We ate breakfast and talked about Paris plans and when and how we could leave. It wasn’t all that easy as I had left so suddenly. I didn’t have my
passport with me or my laptop or anything. We would have to get all those things all over again and getting my passport replaced and a student visa could take months. After our chat we cleaned up and got ready for the day.
CHAPTER ELEVEN
The Law
I got dressed in my clothes from the day before since that was all I had. We walked out in the light flurry of snow to the stables. I got really excited to see the precious horses again and my heart felt overjoyed to see my favorite horse again. Being here before all the drama happened was one of the happiest times in my life. Riding horses and playing house with Kit on this ranch felt right. Seeing and petting the horses only made me remember those times and I felt happier by the second. I needed a distraction so that I wasn’t thinking about my angry father and what he might be up too. I couldn’t think of that with out being scared again, especially because I saw Fred writing down the license plate to Kit’s car. With my father’s money and resources they would be able to track us down easily, I was sure of it. I didn’t want to think about that now. I deserved one day of being stress free. I needed it after all I had been through at the Connecticut house.
“Should we feed them? It’s a lot of work so we can wait for the ranch hand to do it later,” he said.
“No, I want to do it. I’ll help you.”
“Alright,” he said as he grabbed two pitchforks off the wall. “Here, hold onto this and just think of it as a giant fork,” he laughed.
Kit showed me how to use the pitchfork to shovel hay into the stables for each horse. I got the hang of it after a while, and he was right, it was hard work. It was very heavy lifting and I was very petite and not strong at all. After we were done with the feeding and the horses were happy and fat, he checked the heaters and made sure they were working. It was absolutely crucial in this weather and it kept the stable warm. Then he looked at a schedule on the wall.
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