Total pages in book: 27
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 25780 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 129(@200wpm)___ 103(@250wpm)___ 86(@300wpm)
And I pick up the pace as the intensity flares. I feel my own orgasm approaching. Reese’s sexy whimpers drive me closer and closer. She’s like a drug made just for me, and I just can’t get enough.
And then it happens.
My hips buck, and my body takes over, burying my cock as deep as it will go inside her. She’s mid climax as mine begins, emptying my balls and spraying her walls with my hot load. I can’t see it, but it feels like a lot.
“Oh, wow!” Reese cries out. “Oh my God, Cal!”
I don’t know how, but somehow the two of us manage to remain standing throughout. I clutch her like the treasure she is until every last drop of my seed has been milked from me by her sweet hole. I kiss my way up her neck, then find her lips with mine as she twists her head back to me, post-orgasmic bliss all over her face.
“You’re so naughty,” she whispers.
“Just as naughty as you, angel,” I counter, dragging my tongue across her lower lip. I’m still hard inside of her, and could easily go another round right now. “I love you, you know that?”
Reese’s eyes widen, and her jaw drops slightly. She looks at me as the seconds drag by. “Are you going to say something?” I ask, smiling. “Or am I going to assume you just don’t feel the same way.”
“No!” she blurts out.
“No?” I reply, grinning.
“Yes!” she gasps.
“No, yes?”
“Oh my God,” she stammers. “I—yes, Cal. I love you too.”
Reese begins to giggle, but I seal her lips with mine, and she immediately stops. I wrap my arms around her and cement the moment in my mind, like taking a mental photograph.
Just then, from the left of us, I hear the sound of chatter. I break our kiss and look and see a group of people in the distance walking toward us, picnic gear in their hands. “Oh, shit, Reese! We’ve got to go!”
“What do you–“ She glances over and sees them too and immediately slides off me and tugs her skirt and blouse down. “Oh, shit!”
Still hard, I pull my pants up and grab my guitar. Laughing, giggling, we both run back in the direction of the car. What an incredible moment together. And there will only be many more to come.
16
Reese
If riding in that crazy car to Cal’s performance venue was a new experience, then riding in his private jet to Los Angeles is something out of this world.
First, we didn’t have to go through the nauseating TSA security at the airport or check our bags. We just basically drove onto the tarmac where the plane was waiting for us, then got out and boarded.
Two super friendly, smiling flight attendants were there to greet us, and a guy took our bags for us and loaded them. I even met the pilot, who was really nice and said his name was Mike.
There were insanely comfortable seats, tables, couches, pillows, televisions and screens with Wi-Fi and Bluetooth. The food was restaurant quality. I had fresh fruit, a salad, and sushi. Cal had caviar, but I admit I was a little too scared to try it. “Maybe another time,” I told him. And for dessert, I had an amazing cupcake.
The whole thing was crazy. By the time I had taken in the experience, eaten, and talked to Cal about Los Angeles and the music business, we were already more than halfway to Los Angeles.
When we touch down, there’s another one of those insane cars waiting for us with a suited driver. “What is this thing, Cal?” I ask. “I feel like I’ve seen it on TV or something. Like rappers driving around in them or something.”
“Rolls Royce,” he says as we slide in the back. “Phantom. And maybe you’ve seen one or two rappers in one. They cost a lot. But they’re worth it.”
“They definitely are comfortable,” I reply as we pull away from the jet. “And…how expensive?”
Cal shrugs. “Five-fifty.”
My jaw drops. “Five hundred thousand?” He just smiles back and nods. “Jesus, it’s going to take me a while to get used to your…lifestyle.”
“Well, Miss New Manager”—he grins—“get used to it. Because it’s going to be like this from now on.”
The ride through Los Angeles is a bit overwhelming. The city is massive, the freeways wide and packed with cars, and every now and then when we come up over a hill and I get a view into the distance, all I see is more and more city.
“Wow,” I say to Cal. “It’s big, isn’t it?”
“What, the city?” He chuckles, squeezing me on the knee. “Yeah, it is. But you’ll get used to that too. And there’s a whole lot to it that you’ll come to enjoy.”
I lean over on his shoulder and take a deep breath of his scent. My heart is beating quickly. I’m very excited. “As long as I’m with you.”