I find the key and slide it into the lock. The heat of his gaze makes me feel like a teenager again—hot and sweaty and painfully self-conscious.
“So. Eight AM tomorrow at the barn.” I keep my eyes on the lock.
I hear his feet shuffle on the gravel pathway. “You move fast.”
“Me asking around to find out when your day starts is moving fast?” I glance at him over my shoulder. I’m a few steps up on the porch, but he’s so tall that we see eye to eye. “Just trying to be a team player.”
There’s that look again. The one I can’t read.
“I don’t believe that,” he says. “Not for one fucking second.”
And then he turns and stalks into the night.
I usually reserve my sky-high stilettos for special occasions.
But I’m feeling all kinds of mixed up after my very long, very weird first couple of days at Blue Mountain Farm Resort. I need to gather myself before I start my chat with Blue.
And nothing makes me feel more gathered than slipping on a killer pair of heels and playing with sexual power dynamics.
Plus, I want to celebrate tonight’s victory.
I take off my blazer and unzip my skirt. Next comes bra and undies. Then I step out of my stupid kitten heels, and step into the stilettos.
They’re the most expensive thing I’ve ever bought for myself other than my car. Meghan Markle wore something similar to some fabulous event, and when I saw them on her I immediately started hunting online. An entire paycheck later, my Aquazzura pumps arrived. I’ve been obsessed with them ever since.
The shoes are black satin, with a delicate needle heel four inches high. There’s a cutout at the instep that allows you to see my foot right where it curves seductively in the middle. But what makes the pumps really special are the tiny crystals that dot the back of the shoe and the heel itself, capped with this sexy little knot of fabric that glimmers every time I move.
They’re just the right combination of understated and sexy, and I feel like a million bucks whenever I put them on.
I grab my laptop and hop into bed. I cue up some porn to get in the mood. Then I reach between my legs.
When my fingers graze my clit, I nearly jump off the mattress. I’m sensitive.
And wet.
Holy shit, did Samuel do this?
I circle the pads of my fingers over my clit again. My head falls back against the pillow, eyes fluttering shut. All I see behind my closed lids are the veins on the back of Samuel’s hands. The broad tips of his fingers.
Samuel definitely did this. During the tasting, I was aware of my physical attraction to him. But that attraction was peppered with so much distaste and discomfort I hadn’t realized how out of hand it’d gotten until now.
A part of me wants to be disgusted with myself. Another part wants to be afraid. This is my future on the line here. I can’t risk it by indulging this nonsensical, downright dangerous interest in Samuel Beauregard.
I nearly jump again when the alarm on my phone goes off.
10 PM.
Letting out a sigh of relief, I hit my phone screen to quiet the alarm and enter the chat room. I smile when I see MyBoyBlue is already here, and he’s already sent me a dick pic.
Bless his heart.
Chat #2
MyBoyBlue4: [Sends picture of his engorged cock. It’s standing straight up.]
LadyV76: [Sends picture of herself with her knees drawn up to her chest, feet on the mattress. Her pussy is spread and her heels are fully visible.]
MyBoyBlue4: Aw FUCK those heels. I like.
LadyV76: No love for the pussy?
MyBoyBlue4: You already know how pretty I think your pussy is. This is exactly what I needed.
LadyV76: Tough day at the office?
MyBoyBlue4: You could say that. I know you said you don’t share personal details, but I feel like a dick not asking how your day was.
LadyV76: I don’t share personal stuff. But because I had a rough one too, I’ll say that I’ve very much been looking forward to tonight.
MyBoyBlue4: You got no idea. I need to blow off some major steam.
LadyV76: SAME. Okay so speaking of steam, smoke, whatever…I’m the mother of dragons. You’re Jon Snow.
MyBoyBlue4: I was just thinking about Khaleesi!
LadyV76: Great minds. My Khaleesi wears stilettos. Got lube?
MyBoyBlue4: Yes. Thankfully lube is plentiful in Westeros.
LadyV76: Valar morghulis. I’m going to lube you up. And then you’re going to fuck my tits, bastard.
MyBoyBlue4: Jesus.
LadyV76: What?
MyBoyBlue4: I like it when you call me a bastard.
LadyV76: I knew you would. So I push you down on the edge of our bed on the ship.
MyBoyBlue4: We’re on a ship? Fuck yes, that’s badass.
LadyV76: Ship sex is the best sex. So I push you down on the edge of the bed. I spread your legs and get down on my knees between them.
MyBoyBlue4: I’m there
LadyV76: I grab your dick and give it a good tug. At the same time, I reach for your balls and play with those.
MyBoyBlue4: YESSSSSSSSSS
LadyV76: I look you in the eye as I lean down and put your cock in my mouth. You’re impatient, you’ve been waiting all day for this, so you buck your hips and shove yourself all the way into the back of my throat. But you’re forgetting who’s queen.
MyBoyBlue4: And who’s the bastard. Uh-oh.
LadyV76: I shoot to my feet and grab your hair. I pull it, hard. I’m going to remind you that while I may have been on my knees, you’re the one who’ll bend the knee to me.
MyBoyBlue4: Go on.
LadyV76: I’m going to torture you. I’m going to make you go slowly, go gently, and I won’t let you put yourself inside me until I’m satisfied you’ve learned your place.
MyBoyBlue4: Tell me what I need to do to make this right, Breaker of Chains.
LadyV76: I lie on the bed, my head facing the foot of the mattress. You’re still going to fuck my tits, but you’re going to eat me out while you’re doing it.
MyBoyBlue4: Actual twenty-first century question: is that physically possible?
LadyV76: It is if I say so.
MyBoyBlue4: Fair enough.
LadyV76: We’re basically sixty-nining. Only with tits involved.
MyBoyBlue4: Fuck.
LadyV76: So I’m facing the foot of the bed and you’re facing the headboard. You straddle my head and put your hands on either side of my hips. I grab your dick and guide it down to lie between my breasts.
MyBoyBlue4: You gotta send me a pic. Please, V.
LadyV76: Since you asked nicely…[Sends picture of her tits squeezed together]
MyBoyBlue4: Wow. You have a beautiful body.
LadyV76: Thanks. I appreciate that. So you’re holding yourself up above me. I press my tits together and tell you to move. Slow and steady. Since you’re lubed up, you move easily. You’re hissing because it feels so good. Stroke yourself and tell me how it feels.
MyBoyBlue4: I think you know how it feels.
LadyV76: Are you getting sassy with me, bastard?
MyBoyBlue4: I would never. I’m stroking myself softly and slowly, just like you told me to do.
LadyV76: Good boy. Now lean down and lick my pussy.
MyBoyBlue4: You taste magnificent. Like the moon and stars.
LadyV76: Your arms shake with the effort of holding yourself up while leaning down like you are, but you’re strong.