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As we near Vincent’s address, I’m amazed at the size of the houses. I thought that JC’s house was big, but that house could fit into one of these five times or more. Vincent must be doing well because when we pull into the brick-paved driveway, we’re greeted by a valet who takes the keys from Noah and gives him a ticket.
The house is incredible and mansion-sized. It’s concrete with multi-paned windows, and two octagon-shaped rooms at either end of the home. In the circular driveway stands a fountain with a roman statue. I almost bump into Noah because I’m staring at it. A man in a black butler’s uniform holds the door open for us and I feel overwhelmingly underdressed in these opulent surroundings.
We follow JC out to the patio area, which is decorated in a beach theme. Beyond the vast expanse of green grass and perfectly landscaped property, I see a gate leading to the sand. This is where I want to go but I make my rounds to say hello and meet Vincent’s family and relatives. It’s during this time that I find out why Marco looks so much like Vincent; they’re cousins.
“This is some place,” Noah whispers.
I’m happy to see several women dressed in bathing suits, including Vincent’s daughter, Jennifer. Much like Brianna, her bikini is much more revealing than mine. I decide to do as several women are and remove my t-shirt so that I can walk around in my bikini top.
Noah runs his hand over my back, sending shivers down my spine. But his skin against mine is a turn on. Not the place for it but I can’t help it. We circulate for a little while to be social, but I want to hit the beach. I need to use the bathroom and Noah comes with me.
The one near the huge gourmet kitchen is occupied as is the one in the hall the butler directed me toward. I really must go and take a chance by heading up the grand wooden staircase to the second floor. A thick beige wool carpet runs the expanse of the hall paneled with wainscoting on the lower half. Beautiful reproductions of famous works adorn the walls; at least I think they’re reproductions. I’m not too sure that Vincent could afford a Van Gogh or a Picasso.
“Here’s one,” Noah says, opening one of the closed doors.
The full bathroom is enormous, with light granite countertops and white ceramic floors. An oversized garden tub with jets sits in one corner while what looks like a triple-sized tiled shower sits on the other. The vanity that the granite countertop sits on is about fourteen feet long with double sinks and plenty of room for toiletries.
Noah turns away while I pee, sweet relief. Then as I’m washing my hands, his arms encircle my waist, and he pushes against me. He’s hard and I shake my head.
“Are you crazy? This is my boss’s house.”
“I can’t help that I want you.”
“We had sex a few hours ago.”
“Does that matter? We often make love more than once a night.”
He continues to rub his erection against my ass, and my insides are beginning to flame. His hands move to my breasts and his mouth to my neck, kissing where my pulse is. I can feel my heart begin to speed and pound.
“Noah,” I caution.
I know I’m past resisting him. He turns me and pulls the strings on my bikini top, freeing my breasts. His mouth suctions my hardened nipples, first one, then the other, and I suppress the need to moan by biting my tongue.
With his head buried between my breasts, he asks if I still want him to stop. He damn well knows that I’m long gone by now. I can’t say no because I want him too much. I let him unbutton my shorts and push them down along with my bikini bottoms. They pool around my ankles and he lifts me onto the vanity. I shiver at the coldness of the granite as it touches my skin.
I hungrily watch him as he drops his shorts, shocked that he isn’t wearing any underwear. He pushes my knees against my ass, spreading me wide, then kneels in front of me. I clench my fists because I know what’s to come. His tongue slides up my folds and circles my swollen clit several times. I breathlessly whisper his name.
Noah looks up at me and smiles. I know what he wants to do, but if he continues, we’ll be here for an hour. I shake my head and the smile fades from his shapely lips. He understands and rises, positioning himself between my legs, pressing his swollen head against my opening. In one quick thrust his long cock is in me and I can’t stop the moan that’s been hanging in my throat.
He shushes me and works into a rhythm while stroking my clit with his thumb. Again, a moan escapes from my lips, and he kisses me hard to keep me quiet. I really want to scream because his cock feels so delicious as it slides inside me.
My eyes are closed tight as I suck on his tongue, enjoying the sensation. I can feel my orgasm building, and I tighten then climax. Noah pounds into me harder and I begin to slide on the counter. He grabs my hips to steady me then continues his pace. I silently count in my head how many strokes it takes him as I begin to recover from my orgasm, seven, eight, nine…and then I feel his hot release as he softly groans.
He softly kisses my face and then buries his head in my shoulder, murmuring how much he loves me. My voice is hoarse as I echo his sentiments.
“Noah, we need to clean up and get back. We’ve been away for a while.”
“Just let me stay here for a few more minutes. I want you to myself just for a little bit.”
I start to feel the guilt rise in me. I should have said we had plans so we could have spent the weekend together alone. I know Noah was looking forward to it, and I threw a wrench in his plans.
When he finally withdraws from me, I’m sticky with his cum. We clean up at the sink with soap and a half a roll of toilet paper. I give a quick check of the counter to make sure we cleaned any evidence of our union; we quickly dress and go back downstairs.
I feel much better. Any residual tension that we had from our little spat is gone. Noah holds my hand, and we walk towards the beach. During the time we were missing, the party has gone into full swing. Vincent has a DJ playing music underneath a small open tent and wait staff is circulating with hors d’oeuvres.
“Where did you two go?”
I turn to see JC and Brianna following us to the gate.
