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With a chuckle, he took my hand into his. “Whatever you say, Cheyanne. Let’s head back to the resort.”
As much fun as we were having, I was ready to get back and put some space between us. It was a good thing we were going back home tomorrow. Otherwise, I couldn’t guarantee things wouldn’t take a real turn between us.
5
Chandler
When we first left the winery, I was sure distance was best. As Cheyanne leaned against the door to her suite, I wasn’t so sure. I wanted to ask her to come with me, but I’d already crossed one line earlier. Though she told me she wasn’t uncomfortable, and that, in fact, she was aroused, I still felt like shit. She’d made it clear she didn’t want things to take a romantic turn between us, and even though that was what I wanted, I didn’t want to pressure her into anything.
But for a moment, for just a brief alcohol induced moment, I lowered my inhibitions and did something I’d wanted to do for the last two years. Though I wouldn’t blame the alcohol for it, it gave me the courage to say fuck the consequences to get a handful of that ass. More than anything, I was just grateful Cheyanne had been a good sport about it.
“I hope you’ve enjoyed yourself,” I said, resisting the urge to push her hair out of her face.
“I always enjoy myself with you.” Tugging my bottom lip into my mouth, I released a low hum as she continued. “I don’t know how you manage to do it, but these surprises keep getting better and better. I loved every second of today, Mr. Jones. Thank you.”
“I’m so pleased with you enjoying my surprise, I’m not going to trip off you calling me that shit.” She smiled, and what a beautiful sight it was. “I love seeing you smile. I intend to make you do it more often.” Her head lowered briefly, but when it lifted, her smile was wider. Unable to resist, I gave her a second kiss on the forehead before telling her, “Sweet dreams, Cheyanne.”
“G-good night, Chandler.”
I took a step back as she turned to unlock the door. When she was inside, I headed down the hall. Lord knows the last thing I wanted to do was walk away from her, but that was for the best. It didn’t take me long to make it to my suite, and while I waited for the water in the shower to warm, I checked my notifications on my phone. Nothing could distract me from how my body was still on edge after spending the entire day with Cheyanne. My shoulders were tight, and my dick was hard as fuck.
I bet she tastes good.
Once in the shower, I washed and stroked myself as visuals of Cheyanne filled my mind. All I could hear was the sound of her moans when she tasted a wine she loved. All I could feel was her hand in mine. It wasn’t long before my seeds were shooting out of me and giving me the relief I needed. I wished I could have planted them inside of her, but just hearing her say I turned her on was a big enough win for me.
The Next Afternoon
We spent the few hours we had left here doing a half mile hike that led to what the guide called Coldstream Bliss. It was a water wall, where we did some quick breathwork before diving into the cold water. Cheyanne described it as exhilarating, smiling wider than I’d ever seen before. After the plunge, we had a picnic, then went back to our suites to pack.
As soon as we made it back to the jet, it was back to business. Cheyanne’s glasses were resting on her nose, and her face was buried in her iPad.
“Okay, Mr. Jones. I hope you are well rested because you have a meeting every day this week. Two Wednesday. There’s also golf with your dad and lunch with your mom. Also, we need to schedule the introduction and walk-through at Ikeman, now that you’ve officially acquired it. I can push it back to next week, but I know you like to get in and get started quickly.”
“All of that sounds fine, Chy.” I agreed, accepting the bottle of water the flight attendant offered me.
She lowered the iPad to her lap and looked at me. “What’s wrong?”
Chuckling, I took a sip of my water. “Why do you think something’s wrong?”
“I can hear it in your voice. Spill it.”
I didn’t want to tell her that I didn’t want to leave here and get back to normal. We’d made some good progress on this trip. Going back to work would cause her to be all business, and though I appreciated the way she was like my better half professionally, I wanted her to be that for my heart too. Instead of confessing to any of that, I told a half truth.
“I don’t want to leave the beauty of this place. Rose Valley Hills has a beautiful beach, but it has nothing on what we’ve seen over the last three days.”
“I agree. I’m an island girl for sure. Cali always gives me that vibe without having to leave the country.”
“Good to know.”
I tucked that piece of information into my mind for when I planned her next surprise. She might not have wanted to admit I was wearing her down, but I felt it, and now that I knew what it would take to loosen her inhibitions… I wouldn’t stop until Cheyanne Taylor was mine.
6
The Next Weekend
Cheyanne
It shouldn’t bother me at this point. I’d had years to accept the lack of my parents in my life, but that hadn’t been the case. As a child, my nanny and the house staff took better care of and had more of an interest in me than my parents did. While Daddy was busy making his millions, Mama was busy spending them. There were no birthday celebrations or parental support at school events. Papa Port was always there for me though.
