She thought for a moment. “I never thought about selling it because it’s Keith’s house too, but I have thought about getting my own place.”
“Just throwing this out there, but what if you sold it and bought your own place? That way, it could be a fresh start.”
She bobbed her head slightly. “Yeah, maybe. My mom loved the house, but if she saw it now, she’d probably have a heart attack.”
“I think she wouldn’t care about her house as long as you’re doing okay.”
Cassie looked over at me. “You think so?”
“I do. A house can be replaced. You can’t.”
“How do I go about selling it with Keith in jail? He’s on the deed too.”
“I’m not sure, but we can check with Seth.”
“Okay.” We ate some more of our lunch and looked out at the water. “And just so you know, I am doing okay.”
“I know you are.” I could see it in her smile more and more with each day that passed. We finished our lunches and lay back on the blanket, our arms behind our heads. It felt good just to relax and take in the fresh air. “Want to go swimming?”
“Did you pack me a swimsuit?”
I grinned as I looked over at her. “No.”
Cassie chuckled. “Then how can I go swimming?”
My grin widened. “People are far away from us. Just take off your clothes.”
“Yeah, right!” She laughed and pushed at my shoulder playfully.
“Oh, come on. It’s just me.”
“And if someone shows up?”
“We’ll make a run for it. We’ll never see any of these people again.”
“Unless you know them,” she pointed out.
I did know a lot of people in the area. “True.”
“But”—she sat up—“I can always swim in my bra and panties.”
I sat up too. “So, is that a yes?”
“What about my stitches?”
My shoulders fell. “Oh, right.”
While she could shower and get her stitches wet—they were almost completely healed—I didn’t think it would be a good idea to swim in the lake water. We couldn’t chance her incision getting infected or something.
“Are there places in Vegas like this?”
“I’m not sure. I just know about Lake Mead. But”—I grinned—“I have a pool at my house.”
Her blue eyes widened. “You do?”
“I think every house has a pool in Vegas.”
“Not mine.” She stuck out her bottom lip.
“More of a reason to sell it and get the place you want.”
Even though I was talking about Cassie finding her own home to buy, I kind of wanted her to move in with me. We’d spent the last thirteen days together. While most of those were in the hospital, it was still like we were rooming together. And since the night she asked me to lay with her until she fell asleep, I hadn’t slept on the couch, and I couldn’t imagine going to bed alone anymore.
“You’ll call me when you land?” Mom asked as she got out of the car at the departures terminal.
“Yes,” I assured her, wrapping her in my arms. Daryl had let us know that the case regarding the shooting was closed. The DA wasn’t going to prosecute me for killing Micky because it was ruled self-defense. Holly was a witness, and Micky was the one who brought the gun and shot two other people before I disarmed him. We still had to deal with the robbery case in Vegas, though.
“You take care of Cassie,” Mom ordered.
I smiled at Cassie as I continued hugging my mom. “I will. Don’t worry. You raised me right.”
We broke apart, and Mom moved to wrap her arms around Cassie. “And you call me if you need anything at all.”
“I will,” Cassie replied.
Security was eyeing us. “We need to go, Mom, before they yell at us.”
She pulled away from Cassie. “I know. I’m just going to miss you guys.”
“We’ll miss you too,” I assured her as I grabbed our luggage.
“Maybe you can visit us in Vegas?” Cassie suggested.
“I would love that,” Mom gushed.
“I’ll set it up,” I said.
Cassie and I waved goodbye to her and then entered the terminal to check our bags. “Holy crap, this place is huge,” Cassie stated.
“Yeah, but not the biggest airport in the US.”
“Really?”
“Yep.” We stepped in line to check in. Seth had overnighted Cassie’s ID, and he’d confirmed that her house was still standing. He didn’t say what state it was in, and I didn’t ask because I didn’t want Cassie to be stressed.
“Ready for your first plane ride?”
“Yes. Surprisingly, I’m not nervous at all.”
I didn’t tell her that she might change her mind once we were on the plane. That was where people tended to freak out because there was no turning back once the door closed. “Good, and once we’re on the plane, we’ll be in Vegas in less than four hours.”
“I can’t wait.”
After we went through security, we grabbed a bite to eat before heading to the gate. The attendant started boarding passengers, and I asked Cassie, “Ready to go home?”
“Beyond ready.”
We boarded the plane and found our seats. She still didn’t seem nervous, and I didn’t ask again.
“Want to watch a movie?”
Her eyes lit up. “You can watch movies?”
I pointed at the small screen in front of her seat. “Yep.” I got it set up for her, and while she watched some romantic comedy I didn’t know the name of, the plane took off, and she was calm as a cucumber. That didn’t stop me from grabbing her hand and holding it while we soared through the air.
Cassie was happy, and so was I.
After we landed, we took an Uber to my place. Cassie didn’t want to deal with her roommates or her house immediately, and I didn’t blame her. While the driver drove, I called Mom to let her know that we’d made it. She was already looking at dates to come visit.
The driver pulled up to my two-story house, and Cassie and I got out. “This is your house?” she asked.
“Yep.” I grabbed our bags from the trunk, and the driver drove off.
“And you live here alone?”
“I do.” My house had three bedrooms, and it was big for just me, but I had the means and had purchased it for a good price.
“Wow,” she breathed. “I couldn’t even imagine living in my house alone. Does it get lonely?”
I unlocked the front door. “Honestly, with my life, I was always out with friends or …”
“On dates.”
“Yeah. I just slept here mostly.”
She walked in and looked around. My mom had decorated the place with pictures and shit when she’d visited for Christmas.
“And what are you going to do now that you aren’t working as an escort?”
I set the bags down and locked the door. “Well, I’m hoping you’ll be here with me.”
“To live?” She furrowed her brow.
“Well, most nights, I hope you’re in my bed.”
She smiled and wrapped her arms around my waist. “I hope so too.”
I gave Cassie a quick tour of my place. Even though my mother had decorated it, it was still on the masculine side with light gray walls and dark leather couches. The kitchen had dark brown cabinets and brown and white granite countertops, and the bathrooms had the same look as the kitchen but with beige tiled showers. The master bath’s shower was big enough for two, and I started to get ideas about how future showers were going to go with Cassie. Even though Cassie was a virgin, and it had been several years since I had been with one, I was excited to show her everything I knew, find out what made her tick, and be the only man to ever hear her moans.
“Now, for the backyard,” I said, walking down the stairs. The backyard was, by far, my favorite place. We stepped through the door and into the small patio area.
“I thought you had a poo
l?”
“I do.” My backyard was an L-shape. It was small with no grass, but it worked. We rounded the corner, and I stopped. “See?”
“Oh wow,” she breathed. “You have a hot tub too?”
It was an attached hot tub. “Yep. The pool has LED lights that change colors too. Wait until you see it at night.”
“What’s that?” She pointed to the corner just past the pool that had a covered area with a table and chairs.
“That, princess, is a pizza oven.”
“Seriously?”
I grinned. “Yep.”
“Your house is amazing.”
“Thanks.” Now that I was going to try dating and not escorting, I was going to spend more time at home. Hopefully, with Cassie.
For dinner, we made custom pizzas in the outdoor pizza oven, took a swim, and then had a soak in the hot tub before calling it a night. I showered first and then Cassie. I waited for her in bed, browsing the internet on my phone.
“Your shower is like heaven.” She came into the room dressed in pajamas and not only a towel as I’d hoped.
I grinned. “Yeah.”
“I’ve never been in a shower that had a built-in seat.”
My dick twitched, thinking about how we could use said seat. “It comes in handy.”
“I know. It was perfect for shaving my legs.”
“That wasn’t what I meant.”
Her sapphire blue eyes widened. “What do you mean?”
“I’m sure you’ll find out one day.” I winked.
Her face turned pink. “Hope so.”
I pulled back the covers for her to climb in. “You know, my mom isn’t here.”
“Yeah, I know that.”
“We could fool around,” I suggested as she slid under the covers. We were both adults, and because she’d told me that she wasn’t necessarily waiting for marriage, I was testing the waters, so to speak.
Cassie’s eyes widened again. “I don’t know what to do.”
I rolled onto my side and brushed her blonde hair behind her ear. “There’s only one way to learn.”
“Okay,” she whispered.
“Are you sure?”
She nodded. “I’ve wanted this for a long time.”
Even if she was ready for sex, I didn’t want her to go into it worried about anything, and I knew she was wondering if she would perform to my standards. “Just relax,” I coaxed, running my fingers along her stomach under her shirt and avoiding the stitches that were almost healed.
“Trying.” I reached across her and grabbed the remote to the TV. “I thought we were—”
“We are. Just trust me.” From what I remembered from my high school days, background noise was needed to keep the girl’s mind from overthinking. I didn’t know why it worked, but maybe the TV masked any sounds so they wouldn’t be embarrassed.
I turned off the bedside lamp, leaving the TV’s blue glow as the only light in the room, and then I placed my lips on hers as I hovered over her. She kissed me back, both of us using our tongues to lick and taste each other. For someone who was new to all of this, she was an excellent kisser, and if I could kiss her every minute of every day, I would.
Sliding my lips from hers, I made my way down her throat with my mouth, lifting her T-shirt to lick and kiss a path along her chest and down to her plump breasts. Cassie moaned, arching her back as I sucked a nipple into my mouth.
“Do you like that?” I asked.
“Yes,” she breathed.
I typically didn’t need to ask because I knew if the woman liked what I was doing just from her moans and body language, but with Cassie, I wanted to point it out to her so she knew. It was important that a woman knew what she liked and wanted in bed. That was what most of my clients knew.
I moved to her other nipple, flicking and licking it to a hard peak. Cassie’s hands moved to my arms as though she was hesitant about what to do.
“Touch me,” I ordered. I was only in boxers, and I wanted her hands all over my hot skin.
She moved her hands along my muscles, working toward my chest as though she was memorizing all of the ridges. “I love your body.”
“Yeah?” I grinned. “I love yours too.”
Hooking my fingers into the waistband of her pajama shorts, I looked into Cassie’s eyes for approval. She nodded, and I slid the cotton down, taking her panties with them, not stopping until they were completely off and tossed onto the floor.
“Yep, baby, I love your body.”
She turned her head away as though she was embarrassed. One day she would get used to me praising her because I was going to do it daily. I wanted her to know that I cared for her in the bedroom and out of it. She was my girl.
“Bend your knees. I’m going to taste how sweet you are.”
She swallowed and then did as I asked, spreading her thighs apart and giving me a perfect view of her tight cunt. My dick was hardening quickly in my boxers, but I ignored it, getting onto my stomach and running my tongue up her slit. Cassie moaned again, her hands clenching the bedsheets.
“Perfect,” I stated. “Absolutely perfect.” I returned my mouth to her pussy to lick and suck as I made her moan and her cunt drip with arousal. “Have you ever come before, princess?”
She shook her head.
“Not even by yourself?”
“No. I wasn’t sure if I’d do it right.”
My sweet, innocent, Cassie. I had a lot to teach her. “Give me your hand.”
She hesitated slightly before reaching her right hand to me. I stuck her middle finger into her mouth, keeping my stare on her as I did. Her sapphire eyes that reminded me of jewels flamed with arousal, and I winked.
I brought her hand down to slide her finger between her lips and over her clit, both of our hands creating circles. She bit her bottom lip. “Feel good, baby?”
She nodded.
Sliding her finger down farther, I pushed the tip into her pussy. “Slide your finger in as far as it will go.”
I rose onto my heels and moved to take my boxers off so I could free my dick. I wanted to be buried deep inside of her, but she wasn’t ready. Licking my palm and fingers, I fisted my cock. Cassie watched as I coated my aching shaft and started to pump. Her finger went deeper, all the way inside of her. Watching her finger herself made me increase my speed.
“I like watching you,” Cassie admitted.
“Yeah?”
She nodded. “It makes my mouth water.”
I groaned. “Don’t say that, baby.”
“Why?”
“Because I want to watch you suck my dick into that pretty mouth of yours.”
“I can try.”
I shook my head. “Not until you make yourself come, and honestly, once that happens, I won’t be far behind.”
“Show me.”
“Put your finger back on your clit and match my pace.”
She didn’t hesitate as she moved her juice coated finger to her nub and started to rub as I’d shown her before. Our gazes locked for a few seconds, and I couldn’t wait to see her face when she came, to be the first and only man to know what she looked like when pleasure raced through her entire body.
“How will I know if I’m close?” Cassie asked.
“Trust me, you’ll know. Your body will tighten, and the pleasure will be intense until you shake with your orgasm.” I looked down at her pussy again, increasing my pumps with my hand. She rubbed faster against her clit. “That’s it,” I urged.
“It feels so good,” she moaned.
“Yeah, baby. Best fucking feeling in the world.” We kept our pace, and she moaned, her thighs clenching together, and I knew she was close. “Keep going. That’s it. Faster.”
She did, and so did I, both of us chasing our orgasms. I was close, so close.
“Oh god,” she panted, and then her body jerked as the orgasm raced through her.
I groaned, pumping faster, and then shot my cum onto her stomach. After the last drop, I leaned forwar
d and placed my lips against hers, my tongue sweeping into her mouth. “You’re fucking perfect. You know that?”
“If I had known it would feel that good, I would have done it a long time ago.”
“Lucky for you, baby, we have forever.”
Waking up the morning after my first orgasm, I felt as though I was a new person. It was weird to think about, but I did feel that way. Living my sheltered life had prevented me from everything enjoyable, including an orgasm.
To make my experience even better, I got to see Brad pleasure himself too, and boy, was that a sight to see—his strong arm moving fast, the muscles flexing as he fisted his perfect cock. I’d never seen one in person before, but it looked flawless to me.
“Morning,” he kissed my neck as I made coffee in the kitchen.
“Morning.”
“Sleep okay?” He grabbed two mugs from a cabinet.
“Best sleep I’ve had in a long time.”
“Me too.”
“What are we doing today?” I asked.
“I was thinking we should check out your house and get some of your stuff.”
“Yeah,” I sighed. It was probably better to get it over with sooner rather than later.
Since that day at the lake, I had made the decision to sell the house and start over. I didn’t know how much I would get or how much a house like Brad’s cost, but I wanted something like his, maybe not as big.
Brad kissed the back of my hand as we pulled up in front of my house. It was still standing. “Whatever you see inside, remember, I’m right here.”
“I know.”
Brad had called Seth and asked him if he knew anything about the eviction process in Nevada. He didn’t, since he was VICE, but he'd checked around for us and found out that I needed to give everyone in the house a five-day written notice to vacate the property. Because they never paid rent, it was considered a tenancy-at-will. After we checked out the house, Seth was going to serve them for me because, legally, I couldn’t be the one to do it.
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