by Kylie Walker
“Thank you. Thanks for having me. Your home is gorgeous.”
“Thanks. It was my parent’s home. My mother couldn’t bear to stay here after Father died. She has a smaller house in Orange County now. My brother and I both also have our own place, but we still use this one for parties and such. None of us can bear the thought of selling it. It’s where we grew up, so it holds a lot of great memories.”
“Is your brother going to be here?” Joanne asked. “I’d love to meet him.”
“He’s here…somewhere,” she said with a grin. “He’s probably out in the garage. The mechanics are fiddling with one of our new cars and he loves to act like he’s in charge. The truth is I’m the boss.” The girls laughed. “Can I get you girls some coffee, or tea?”
“I’d love some coffee,” Joanne said.
“Me too,” Angela agreed. She was looking out at the garden wistfully. She loved flowers. It was the thing she missed most about her home in Miami. Blake had planted her a garden out back and filled it with Lily’s and roses, her two favorites. “Your garden is amazing,” she told Ana as the other woman made her way to a buffet in the corner that looked like a coffee kiosk.
Ana gazed out the window and said, “It’s mother’s garden. She used to spend hours out there. Now the gardeners maintain it mostly. There are some beautiful paths through it. You’re welcome to walk through it while you’re here anytime.”
“I would love that,” Angela said. Ana handed her a cup and said,
“Help yourself to cream and sugar if you like.”
“This is perfect, thank you.”
She handed one to Joanne too and said, “Grant is putting your things in your rooms and when you’re ready I’ll have someone show you up to them. I have some things to do to get ready for the party. If you need anything else, you can push the intercom button and one of the staff will help you out.”
“Thank you again, Ana.”
“You’re so welcome. I won’t be long and then we can all have lunch together. How about we meet back here at noon?”
“Noon it is,” Joanne said. “I think I’m going to go up to the room and maybe soak in the tub for a bit if you don’t mind? I got up so early this morning I barely had time for a quick shower.”
“Of course I don’t mind. I’ll have Mary come show you up to your room. You each have a private bath connected to your room. What about you, Angela?”
“Is it okay if I take that walk out in the garden now?”
“Absolutely. It’s a beautiful morning. The paths all lead down to the ocean and a private strip of beach. It’s gorgeous. Enjoy yourself.”
“I’m sure I will. I’ll see you back for lunch.” Angela finished her coffee and when Joanne was shown upstairs, she slipped out the back. The air was pungent with the fragrance of the flowers and the ocean as soon as she walked out the door. She found her way to the entrance and a cobblestone path. As she began to wander along it she saw that bonsai trees lined the perfectly manicured lawn. They were in polished wood boxes and sat in perfectly straight lines. In their midst were rose bushes with huge roses of every different color and variety. The scent was both enticing and overwhelming. She rounded a corner and there was a small wooden bridge that crossed over a pond. That was cute, but what really grabbed her attention was the multi-colored lily’s growing all around it. They were gorgeous and she knelt down to smell one before crossing the bridge. The pond was teeming with huge, flowering lily pads and she could see large Koi swimming in its clear depths. This was just what she needed. No stress, no pressure, no Thomas and no…Shit! Steve?
“Well, imagine meeting you in my garden,” he said in that smooth voice that set her core on fire.
“Your garden?”
“Yes, well, it’s my mother’s garden to be more precise.”
“Shit! You’re Ana’s brother?”
“Guilty,” he said with a grin.
Angela wasn’t sure what to think of this new information. “Why didn’t you tell me?”
“I honestly didn’t know that you knew my sister,” he said. He stepped up close to her and suddenly the fragrant flowers weren’t what were making her head spin.
She took a step back and said, “I’m not sure I believe you.”
He laughed. “Well, if you’re accusing me of stalking, you might do well to remember that you’re the one at my family home and not the other way around.”
She rolled her eyes. She hated that he was right. “I didn’t say you were stalking. I meant what I said the other day though. I need you to leave me alone…”
He stepped forward again. She could feel his presence as much as she could see and hear him. His body gave off vibrations or something that hers unwittingly picked up. “Why?”
“Why what?” she said, suddenly feeling her mouth go dry.
“Why should I leave you alone? Are you married? Engaged? Seeing someone? Or, just otherwise repulsed by me?” She could tell he was messing with her by the way his lips tugged up at the corners.
“None of the above,” she said, trying to stay in control. “I just don’t want to get involved with someone who is going to bring chaos and drama into my life. I don’t need that right now. I’ve been through enough…” she stopped there. He didn’t need to know what she’d been through.
“I’m not going to bring chaos into your life, Angela.” He leaned in even closer. She had to force her legs to move so she could step back again. He grinned. “What’s wrong? Are you afraid I’m going to bite…or are you afraid you’ll like it?”
“I’m not afraid of you at all,” she said. “I just don’t want to play your silly games. I might seem young, but I’m years ahead of my age. I don’t play with my life or anyone else’s.”
“That’s great,” he said, “Neither do I. Is this about Kimberly? Is that the only reason you don’t want to pursue the feelings I know you have for me?”
“Yes…I mean no…it’s not the only reason, but it’s a big one. She’s my boss for crying out loud! I’m not going to mess with a man who is messing with her.”
“Come with me,” he reached for her hand and to her chagrin it reached out to him. Damned body seems to have a mind of its own when he’s around. He led her across the bridge and further down the path. They came to a clearing and Angela looked around and realized it was a white, sandy beach. The ocean was only about twelve feet away.
“Wow! This is beautiful!”
He smiled. “It’s my favorite place,” he said. He led her to a wooden bench and said, “Sit, please.”
She sat and he knelt in the sand in front of her. He took her hand back in his and said, “Kimberly and I dated for two months. I never felt strongly enough about her to think it was going anywhere beyond that. She, on the other hand became clingy and needy very quickly. Three weeks ago, I told her it was over. Unfortunately, because of our business dealings with her company, I still have to run into her a lot. She can’t seem to let it go. Even Ana has had to tell her to give it up. I don’t want her, Angela. Before I met you, I broke it off…but if I hadn’t, I would have the minute I met you. I don’t know what it is about you…maybe it’s the fact that you’re drop-dead gorgeous, or maybe there is more to it than that,” he smiled and winked at her. “I can’t get you off my mind.”
Angela’s breaths were coming in short gasps again. His story seemed plausible, especially since she’d heard Kimberly and Ana’s exchange that day. God help her, she wanted this man. Maybe not for anything more than some hot, passionate sex. But for now, it was consuming all of her thoughts. She almost sympathized with Kimberly. He was like heroin…once you got just a little taste; you had to have more and more. His face was really close to hers and for the first time, she initiated the kiss. She leaned in and pressed her lips to his. He reached up and fisted her hair in his hands and pulled her face down. They shared a kiss that both of them felt to their toes. By the time he broke it and let her up for air, Angela felt like her lungs would explode.
“My room is the last one on the right on the second floor. Meet me there in ten minutes.” She started to protest but he brought one finger up and placed it on her lips. “You want me, Angela…I can feel it. Why are you denying both of us?”
She had no idea. Why? Because of some sense of loyalty to the man she will always love? Blake’s memories are in her heart and her mind. They will always be there. Joanne was right though, he wouldn’t want her to be alone and miserable. He would hate that.
“I’ll be there,” she said in a shaky voice. He grinned and stood up. Winking at her he said, “I can’t wait.
Chapter 14
Angela found it amazing how many different reasons she was able to come up with in ten minutes about why she shouldn’t meet Steve in his room. She also found it amazing that she ignored every one of them and exactly ten minutes later, she was knocking on his door. He pulled it open and within seconds he had closed it behind her and had her in his arms. It had been six years since she’d actually made love to any man other than Blake…but being in his arms felt so good and so right…surely it couldn’t be wrong?
Before she could speak or change her mind, he tilted his head down towards her and took her lips in a breath-stealing kiss. She parted her lips and let his tongue glide along the inner seam in a silent demand for her to open them wider. She submits…there was no room for argument left in her head. She opened up wide for him and allowed him to explore the furthest recesses of her hot, wet, mouth. He pulled her in tighter and she wrapped her arms around his waist as he thoroughly fucked her mouth with his tongue. It was a kiss that made everything inside of her turn into hot liquid. He whispered something into her lips that she couldn’t hear or understand, but she nodded anyways. His hands went up and cupped her cheeks and he pulled back and looked into her eyes as if he was looking for something. A smile tugged at the corners of his mouth as he seemed to find what he was looking for before his lips came down hard on hers and their tongues began another sexy dance. Angela let herself get lost in him as he kissed along her jawline down to her neck and then up to her ear. He ran his lips along behind her ear and she shivered against him. He sucked on her skin slowly and erotically before bringing his lips back around to meet hers. Angela felt like she was floating and she never wanted to return back to earth. Her body and mind were finally in sync and she was ready to give way to her lust and desire. She dragged her fingernails down his back and he groaned into her. He brought his lips back around to her ear and he said, “I’m going to make you scream. I’m going to make you come over and over with my cock and my fingers and my tongue.”
She shivered so hard it was like a convulsion tearing through her body and touching every nerve in its path. She was soaking wet just thinking about it. She was dying to have his cock buried inside of her. It had been too long…and she wanted him so badly. His hand had been resting on her thigh but was now making its way up towards her breasts. When he reached one he cupped it in his big hand and squeezed it gently, rubbing his thumb across the hard, aching nipple that was pressing into her bra and her shirt. "You're so beautiful," he whispered as he kissed his way back along her neck. “I never want to stop looking at you…touching you.” Without warning he lifted her up and carried her towards the bed. Instead of laying her down on it, he sat down and twisted her so she was straddling his lap and facing him. “Lift up your arms,” he ordered and she did as he commanded. He pulled her shirt up over her head and tossed it aside before doing the same with his. The sight of his naked chest may well be the most beautiful thing she’s ever seen. He was tan and muscular, each fully defined as if he were a model for the perfect male body. But the colorful tattoos that ran across his chest and all the way down one arm and then up to his neck were what really did it for her. She got wetter just looking at him. She let her fingers come up and trace the outlines of the designs. “So sexy,” she whispered.
He grinned, “Yes, you are. You have a perfect body. Did you know that?”
She knew that her body was “Okay,” in her eyes. She used to work on it a lot. Since Blake died…not so much, and she’d lost a lot of weight. “If you think so, I won’t argue,” she said with a grin.
“I think so,” he said, “And I’m always right.”
“Really?” she asked with a giggle.
“Really, you’ll see.” He brought his head down then and licked a nipple before sucking it into his mouth.
“Oh Jesus…” She moaned. It felt so good. His mouth was so hot and wet and he was sucking and tugging just right. She could feel each tug between her legs and she had reached the point of almost embarrassingly wet. She moaned long and loud. She felt him smile against her flesh and he pulled back long enough to say, “Those noises make my cock so fucking hard.”
“Mm…”
He suddenly grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head back. Kissing his way up her chest, he found her neck and kissed and sucked there for a while. She could feel the edges of his teeth nipping lightly and his hard cock growing harder underneath her. She slipped her hand down and rubbed him through his jeans. He groaned loudly and reached down to unbutton and unzip…setting his cock free. She took it into her hand. It was so thick she couldn’t completely wrap her hand around it, but she squeezed and began to stroke him. As she did that, he’d hurriedly unbuttoned her jeans and was now slipping his hand down inside of them and under her panties.
Groaning as soon as he touched her he said, “You’re so fucking wet for me, baby.” Without warning he shoved two fingers up into her. He pressed his mouth back to her ear and said, “So hot and wet…so fucking tight. I can’t wait to fuck you…my cock is dying to be inside of you. I’m going to fuck you until you’re too sore to walk.”
The dirty talk was new to her and she was surprised to find out how much it turned her on. She was moaning and still stroking him as she moved up and down on his fingers and against his palm. She slid her thumb across the head of his thick cock, wiping the pre-cum there, and then she brought her thumb up to her mouth.
“Fuck Angela…” he groaned out, slamming his fingers up into her even harder.
“I want more,” she whispered into his ear. It was his turn to shudder as he said,
“More of what, baby?”
“I want to taste all of your cock,” she said.
“Fuck! You’re driving me crazy. You can taste it all you want later, baby…but right now I need to fuck you.”
He rolled her over so she was lying on her back on the bed and said, “Take those pants off.” As he was stripping his off he reached into the drawer of his nightstand and produced a condom. Angela surprised herself once more by saying, “I’m on the pill. I want to feel you inside of me.” He smiled like a kid on Christmas and tossed it over his shoulder. She knew she should worry about more than pregnancy…but fuck she wanted him so badly…skin to skin. He finished taking off his pants and underwear and she was already lying back on the bed completely naked. He bent and took one long slow lick of her pussy, sending a shiver through her body. Then he climbed up on top of her and said, “This one is going to be fast and hard. I’ve been thinking about this since that first night I saw you. I need to get this out of my system and then the next time I’ll be able to fuck you all night long.”
She was thrilled with both his honesty and the promise of a fast, hard fuck. It was what she needed. He positioned his hard cock at her opening and pushed. She was so wet that he slid in easily. She brought her hips up off the bed and met his. They both cried out at the feelings of being joined together. She’d never felt so full…or so fucking good. "Fuck, Angela. Jesus…it feels so good.”
“I’m right there with you,” she groaned out. He smiled and started moving his hips out and then back in, sliding the length of his hard cock into her until it wouldn’t go any further and then pulling it back out until it reached the tip. Within seconds he’d found his rhythm and they were doing as he’d promised…fucking fast and hard. She was moaning and writhing and when he began to
slam harder and plunge deeper she cried out.
He slowed down and said, “Are you okay?” Angela almost cried as he started to pull out.
“I’m so much better than okay. Don’t stop.”
He let out a little laugh and started thrusting again. “So fucking tight. Your pussy is so fucking amazing.” he moaned again. They were moving faster and faster, both frantic already for their release. Her clit was throbbing like it might explode and she could feel the walls of her pussy clinching down against his cock like a vice. “Oh fuck! That’s right baby! I can fucking feel you! Come for me! Come all over me!”
She was panting and moaning and thrusting her hips upwards. He reached underneath her and put his arm around her hips. He pulled her up further into him and her clit began sliding against his pelvis with each thrust. “Oh Christ! Steve!”
“Come for me, baby girl! Come with me…”
She felt dizzy as they continued at their pace for less than a minute more before the orgasm slammed into her like a freight train at full speed. He didn’t slow a notch and she didn’t stop meeting his thrusts as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her like a tsunami. “Oh Steve,” she whispered. Her body began to quake and quiver and suddenly he groaned out loudly and held her tightly up against him as his entire body went rigid. She felt him release his orgasm into her. It was like hot, molten lava filling her up and she was beyond satisfied.
When he finished coming he collapsed down into her, crushing his chest into her breasts. She couldn’t breathe, but she didn’t care. Breathing was over-rated. She already wanted to do that again and her legs hadn’t stopped shaking and his cock hadn’t even fallen out of her. He finally realized his weight was all on top of her and rolled to the side. She rested her head on his shoulder and she felt his lips and nose in her hair.
“Holy fuck,” he breathed out. Angela shivered again and said, “Yeah…you’re going to ruin me for other men.”
She felt his muscles tighten and then heard him say, “That’s okay…there won’t be any others.”
