Me: I don’t know if I can do that again. I’m pretty sore.
Axel: We can change it up a bit. We don’t want to ruin you.
Me: See you at Christina’s.
The game is a blast for the team and me. Jeremy has his stuff today, and his fastball remains nearly impossible to hit. We have a great time watching and just being together outside the office. When the game ends, the Prospectors have beaten the Detroit Tigers five to one.
“Man, Jeremy Hamilton’s fastball is a beast,” Sean says as we stand and head toward the aisle in a river of people.
“I still can’t believe he isn’t even eighteen yet,” Christina says.
We move with the crowd, working our way out of the stadium.
“Everyone has the address and walking directions, right?” Christina asks when we’re back to the ground floor.
Sean looks at her. “You’re going the same place, aren’t you?”
“Yes, of course,” she huffs. “But I didn’t want to assume everyone wanted to rush over. Some of you may have to go to the bathroom or something.”
As we exit the stadium Peter remains at my elbow. I know he’s nervous about Viviana having some “friends” in the crowd, but security is tight around the stadium, so surely that would dissuade them. Christina walks quickly with some of the others and leaves me behind with Sean and Carrie.
Sean and I talk a little bit about the game and some of his ideas for the concept we discussed with big strokes.
By the time we arrive at Christina’s, most of the team is already there. “Hey, what took you guys so long?” I hear someone ask.
“We were talking about work.” Sean turns to me. “You’re meeting with Nate tomorrow?”
“I’ll see him at a social function. I’ll run it by him and maybe set a time to meet with him later.”
I’ve just gotten myself a drink when Axel walks in with the surprise we’ve planned: Jeremy, Crispin, and Jake. “We have some guests who’ve joined us,” I singsong to the crowd.
After a round of applause, everyone seems shy and lets the guys eat in peace. But with some encouragement from me and Axel, eventually they make their way over for autographs and baseball talk.
Christina sidles up next to me. “Axel is fantastic. I mean, total surfer vibe coming off of him, and he seems totally laid back, but he’s really on it.”
I smile. She’s not wrong. “Yeah, he’s a good guy.”
She bumps my shoulder with hers. “You know, I think you’ll be the first Flirt marriage.”
Chapter 30
Axel
“Thanks for bringing the guys by the party.” Mia’s head rests on my shoulder as Peter drives us back to her place.
“I was happy to do it. They’d been asking to see you, so it worked out.” I lean forward. “Peter, are you sticking around long?”
“What do you need?” he asks, looking in the rearview mirror.
“I need to take my dog out for a walk, and I thought Mia might want to join us,” Axel says. “But if you’re heading home, I’ll just do it and Mia can stay at her place.”
Peter nods. “Jennifer is waiting at the house. She can walk with you.”
I nod and turn to Mia. “That is, if you want to walk with us.”
“Sure. And I’ll need a shower before bed. I’m hot and sticky.”
I suppress a growl. “We can make it fast.”
She smiles. “There’s no hurry. We don’t have to be in Stinson tomorrow until after one. Sara and Trey are having a giant barbeque.”
I give her hand a squeeze. “As long as I’m with you, we’ll have fun.”
When we arrive at Mia’s place, we say goodbye to Peter, grab Jennifer and SoBe, and head out to walk along the marina’s boardwalk. We hold hands as we stroll, and we pass several other dogs out to do their nightly business. I notice lots of eyes on Mia as we make our way, and they’re looks of lust. Part of me wants to jump in their faces and yell, “Eyes off, buddy.” But Mia doesn’t seem to notice, so I just hold her hand a little tighter.
“I think SoBe prefers your place to mine,” I tell her.
“Why do you think that?” Mia turns to me and smiles before standing on her tiptoes to kiss my lips softly.
“First, you don’t have the crazy, nonstop noise that comes with four little boys who run almost eighteen hours a day. Second, he likes to keep an eye out on who’s walking by your window.”
She nods with a laugh, and I bring our laced fingers to my mouth and kiss her hand. “Thank you for hanging out with me.”
She sighs and blushes, which gets me every time.
When we return, I feed SoBe and try to spend some time with him, but he’s not interested in me. He loves the front window.
Since it seems my work with him is done, I realize I may need a shower myself. I wander to the candlelit bathroom and find Mia sitting in a bubble bath. Her hair is in a messy bun, and she’s shaving her legs. The bubbles dripping from her calf make my staff grow long and hard.
“Hey,” I say. “Need any help?”
She smiles. “I might have a spot on my back that could use a good wash.”
I pull my shirt off and I toe out of my shoes. She’s watching me carefully.
When she licks her lips, my cock leaks precum.
Her bath is a jetted tub that easily fits two people. I finish undressing and slide in behind her, kissing her neck.
She leans back against me. I find her soap, and it smells just like her—cucumber with a hit of lavender. I reach for her loofah, squeeze the liquid soap onto it, and begin with small circles on her back. “Is this the right spot?”
“Mmmmm,” she moans.
I work my way across her back and then around to her front, starting at her legs. I rub over her breasts and spend extra time building her nipples to diamond points. I want more. I want everything, and I want to tell her how I feel. I take another moment to make sure it’s how I feel—as it’s certainly different than I’ve felt with any woman in the past. But after a gut check, I know this is right.
I clear my throat. “I grew up with parents who saw marriage and relationships as strategic moves to help them advance in some made-up world. Their approach totally turned me off, and I’ve never wanted any kind of commitment with a woman until I met you.” I pause and squeeze her close. “Mia, you’ve blown me away. You’re beautiful, smart, and so talented. I hear you laugh, and my heart beats faster. I’m falling hard for you, and I wanted to make sure you knew that.”
Mia turns to me and the corners of her mouth curl up. “Are you sure it’s not just my ability to suck your cock?”
I grin and roll my eyes. “Jeez, woman.” I’m trying to be serious, and she’s teasing me. “Fine. That’s really the reason…” She smiles wider. “No, and while I might miss it if you stopped doing that, it wouldn’t change how I feel about you.”
“In that case,” Mia turns around to face me. “I’m falling hard for you, too.”
I lean in and kiss her, our lips parting and our tongues doing an aggressive dance. My hand dips beneath the water to find her core, and she’s slick with heat.
Beneath the warm and pulsating water, she strokes me, watching carefully. As I get close, she stops. Next thing I know, Mia climbs onto my lap and slowly lowers herself. The water makes it difficult at first, but she’s so wet that it gets easier. She rides me, sliding my cock in and out. I push up into her and palm her magnificent breasts. With every thrust, it feels like I’m home.
It doesn’t take long before I’m shooting my seed deep inside her.
Mia collapses against me. “You’re amazing. Thank you for what you said. I can’t tell you how much I needed to hear that today.”
“Well, I’m not done yet.” I stand and reach for a towel. I step out of the tub and instantly create a lake of water on the floor. I dry myself off and mop up the water on the tile as Mia steps out of the tub.
“It’s so hot to see a man doing housework,” she teases.
; I look at her standing there, playing with her nipple.
“I’ll show you hot.” I snap the towel at her, and she yelps and laughs. I chase her to the bedroom and stop short when I spot a box on her bedside table. “Is this what I think it is?”
“That’s my new friend Titan. Caroline gave it to me.”
“I imagine we might have some fun with that—if you’re okay making it a couple’s activity.” I raise an eyebrow.
“I’m fine with a couple’s activity.” Mia gives me a devious smile that shoots rocks to my groin.
I crook my finger, and she comes to me smelling like cucumber and lavender. I kiss her softly and lay her down in the king-size bed. I spread her legs and take my place on my knees.
Mia puts her hand on my head to stop me. “You don’t have to…”
“I know,” I say. But I pull her to the edge of the bed and bury my face in her sweetness. I flick my tongue across her nub, fast, then faster still. My hands move up and down her thighs, and I lift her legs up and over my shoulders, grabbing her ass and lifting it off the bed, never taking my tongue off her pussy.
Mia lets out a long moan. “Ooohhh, God! That feels so good. I’m coming… I’m coming!”
I feel the rush of her honey as she pushes herself into my face. Her hands hold me steady as I continue to lick and suck her clit over and over as her pussy pounds and pulses.
I reach for the vibe, take a quick moment to figure out how it works, and turn it on a low setting. I lay it against her slit and alternate between soft, fluttering kisses and deep passionate ones as I palm her breasts.
Her hips begin to move, and I know she’s looking for more. I leave feathery touches over her eyes and cheeks, and kiss softly along her neck. Every little change seems to set her soaring again, closer to another orgasm. When I reach her breasts, I move the vibe inside her and concentrate on her nipples, bringing one to a hard point and then to the other. Mia’s body becomes rigid, and her toes curl as a groan erupts from deep within her.
Reaching between her legs, she removes the toy. “I can’t anymore,” she breathes. “I need to catch my breath.” She lies on the bed, breathing hard and stroking my cock.
After a few minutes Mia seems to lift from her post-orgasmic fog and rolls onto her stomach. She wiggles her ass at me. “My pussy needs you.”
“I wouldn’t want to disappoint your pussy.” I waste no time as I mount her from behind. She’s wet but her muscles are still tight from her orgasm. I push in.
“You feel so good,” she groans.
It feels wonderful to be inside her. Mia keeps her face and head resting on the bed as she lets me raise her hips.
I pivot in and out, giving her time to adjust to my size.
“Fuck me harder!” Mia demands.
I begin to rut like an animal, and I slap her on the ass.
“Yes!” she says. “Again.”
I slap her ass again.
“Don’t stop…”
I slap her ass a couple more times, and the muscles inside her begin to tighten. I’m feeling ten feet tall as I bring her to yet another orgasm. Harder and faster, I move in and out while Mia grabs the bed covers and bites the sheets. After a couple of minutes, I’m ready to explode.
Mia reaches between her legs and rubs her clit as I continue to fuck her. It only takes her a few seconds to have what seems like a completely explosive orgasm. Her channel clamps down, and she milks what feels like gallons of semen out of me.
When we’re both spent, I roll over, trying to catch my breath. I close my eyes for a moment, and when I open them, she takes my breath away. I smile, trying to speak while still breathing hard. “That was fun. I like Titan. I can think of a few other things that little rabbit thing could do.” She smiles lazily, rolls toward me, and is instantly asleep.
Chapter 31
Mia
I pull my sweater tighter and step in closer to Axel for his body warmth. You’d never know it was a July summer day. Stinson Beach is always cold, no matter the time of year.
“I’m sorry,” Trey, Sara’s husband, says. “I have a propane tank, but I’ve yet to figure out how to hook it up.”
“I’m always cold,” I say as I snuggle closer to Axel. “Don’t mind me.”
Caroline steps out of the kitchen and brings a long-necked bottle of something to the table. “Whose big ass is that?” She points to her twin brother, who is on the ground searching for where he’s supposed to hook in the propane tank. She looks at me and winks.
Trey jiggles his booty around. “If my ass is big, what does that make yours, twin?”
“Just because we shared a womb doesn’t mean we share anything other than parents.” Caroline—or CeCe to her family and a few friends—is younger than Trey by a couple minutes, and they bicker all the time. It’s actually pretty entertaining.
“Well, that and DNA.”
Caroline rolls her eyes and looks at me. “Come on in and join the ladies as we sit by the fire and gossip about our men.”
“Be nice to Mason,” Trey yells after her. “I missed the last toleration payment I owe him for being married to you.”
“Bite me,” she says as she closes the door behind us.
She’s grinning. “He’s stressed right now. It’s the first time they’ve gotten up here this summer, and usually they live here this time of year. His work has been so busy.”
I look back outside at Dillon, Landon, and Walker, and a few others I don’t know have joined the guys outside. Hopefully someone in that group can figure out how to fix the heat lamps and start the grill. As I turn away, Axel catches my eye, and he winks at me. My stomach gets butterflies.
“Okay, I’ve got to know. Are you and Axel back together?” Toni asks.
I take a seat in the living room, close to the fireplace to take the chill away. “Yeah, we’re good. For a little while Axel got stuck in that pile of fake media Viviana’s Russian hackers put out. He was already overwhelmed, and it just sucked him in at the wrong time. He was not thinking about fact checking in those moments.”
Caroline sits in a big chair close to me and rolls her eyes. “That stuff is the worst. I don’t understand why people believe much of anything they read on the internet. It’s like the wild west.”
I nod.
Emerson hands me a glass of what looks like lemonade. “Peter’s driving, right?”
“Yes,” I answer carefully. I take a big sip and find it’s the perfect lemonade—not too sweet, not too tart, and it packs a punch.
“Who’s the cute guy you came with?” I ask Toni.
“Jimmy Zhang. I introduced him to everyone when you were outside. Our parents set us up.”
“He seems nice.” I look outside for him and spot him talking to Walker. “What do you think?”
She shrugs. “We’ve gone out a few times. He’s a good enough guy. Decent size dick that he knows what to do with, plus he eats pussy.”
I choke on my drink. “Wow, you know him well then.”
“I don’t know.” She shrugs. “My parents really want me to settle down. We’ll see.”
Caroline nods. “My mom keeps asking Mason when she’s going to have grandbabies. I roll my eyes every time she brings it up. First, I didn’t marry early enough and now I’m not pushing out babies fast enough. Be prepared. Once you get married, they move on to bugging you about that. It’s always something.”
Marci sits down next to Caroline and nods her agreement.
“Oh, mine have perfected the art of wanting both.” Toni leans back in the deep couch pillows. “And to add to it, they want someone who’s Chinese—preferably mainland China, and from the right family. I’ve known Jimmy since we were young. His father’s company did business with my father’s. He came to the US for university and went to Michigan, so our families are plotting and planning.”
“How does Jimmy feel about it?” Emerson asks, sitting down on the floor with her three-year-old son, Thomas.
Toni blows out a breath of ai
r. “He’s more resigned to it than I am. It’s a Chinese thing.”
“Does he know about all your work at Chirp?”
“Oh definitely. Jimmy’s the founder of BeeBop, and before that he worked for Prodigy.”
I nod. Prodigy is one of the original Silicon Valley icon companies, and they give generous stock options to those who stick around. BeeBop recently went public and is doing really well. Jimmy has to be, at minimum, a paper millionaire.
“Mason is really excited about BeeBop,” Caroline says. “It’s the next wave of combating climate change. Plus, I just love that they’re protecting bees.”
“Don’t they play some sort of music that seems to stimulate the queen?” I ask.
Toni sighs. “It makes her horny, and apparently, it makes Jimmy horny, because his idea of post-coital bliss is to talk nonstop about it.”
Caroline snorts. “Mason talks about the companies he invests in, too.” And that includes most of us in this room. “I don’t mind hearing about them and what he’s doing, but I can see if it was just one company all the time, it would drive me crazy.”
“Do you ever throw ideas or companies you know about at him?” Tinsley asks.
Caroline stirs her drink with her straw. “I wanted SHN to invest in the company that makes the Soraya. They just introduced the Sila, which I understand is a near second if a guy won’t go down on you. At least then our post-coital convos would be about sex toys. But he thinks I’m crazy.”
I giggle. Suddenly Lilly can’t look at anyone, and I’m pretty sure I know what that means. I don’t think I’ll ever look at Nate the same way again.
“What about your post-coital with Axel?” Toni asks.
“Well…” I begin. “Last night he told me he’d never believed in marriage until he met me.” My smile threatens to split my face.
Both Toni and Caroline sit forward, eyes wide.
“Are you fucking with us?” Toni questions.
“No.” I’m suddenly feeling demure. I don’t want to ruin what we have. “We’ve turned a corner.”
“I’ll say,” Caroline remarks. “Has he apologized for not going to Maui?”
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