The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(116)

“Can you give me a little more time to get the money together then,” Mike asked.

“I can see what I can do, but at this rate, you have about two months before someone is going to send you a notice.”

“They’re going to foreclose on the farm?”

“They’ll do just that, Mike. It’s everything you got anyway.”

“Then I’ll just have to find a way to come up with the money. Don’t suppose you know any rich ladies lookin’ to pay for a poke, would you?”

“Ugh, you’re as incorrigible as ever, Mike. Get outta here.”

With that, he ushered us out. I kept my mouth shut as best I could, but I doubt it really helped anything.

“What else are we in town for, Mike,” I asked.

“Well, I need a couple things for dinner for the next week, let’s get that and head on out.”

I nodded and followed along like a baby duckling following its mother. The sun was starting to take away all the rain from the previous night; I liked the smell that lingered in the air. It was all so fresh.

A few minutes later and we were back in the truck, ready to return home with our spoils, and possibly bad news. A short ways down the road, off the beaten path, Mike pulled over.

“Don’t tell the boys about the bank meeting,” he said.

He wasn’t even looking at me, almost like he was ashamed to say it.

“I don’t talk about what you do in town, and I’m sure they’d be jealous to find out what we do on the way back.”

I unbuttoned the top of my shirt, showing a little more skin and hoping that Mike would look over.

“You got that right, Jennie,” he said, turning toward me with a hungry look in his eye.

I hopped from the truck with a blanket in my hand and threw it out over the tall grass beside me. I doubted more than two people used this road on a weekly basis, us being one of them.

I tore off my boots and threw them aside while Mike started pulling his still buttoned shirt over his head.

I remember the first time we did this, I was a little drunk still a month back, but I knew that I wanted Mike the moment I saw him.

He was blessed with good looks that he didn’t realize he had. His chiseled jaw could cut glass, and his muscular build would always make me a little wet when he would walk by.

I even liked his tousled hat-hair when he threw off his cap. And I knew I liked him even though I did like to take poke fun at him for his reading glasses. It was a surprise when I found him peeking at me through a hole in the bathroom one day. I remember confronting him about it right away, but I never covered up the hole.

I felt like I couldn’t undress fast enough, and I never minded the help. I undid the clasp on my jeans, and he struggled to pull them all the way off.

I didn’t bother wearing underwear today since I knew we were riding into town. I liked to surprise him when I could. He could tell how turned on I was with just a glance.

I leaned up and decided to help him out of his pants as well, but not before I stopped for a quick snack. I pulled his jeans down just far enough to pull his throbbing member from his boxers. He was already hard and ready for me, which was perfect because I didn’t know how long I was going to last.

I licked along his shaft before pulling him into my mouth. I could tell he was enjoying it by the way he moaned softly. He got a little weak in the knees as I ran my hand along with my mouth.

He clenched hard, and I could feel him start to squirt his seed down my throat. I suppose I’m too good at this, or he was just more turned on that I thought.

I thought he might want to wait a minute, but he was still as hard as a rock. He rubbed along my slit with his hand, and I could feel myself oozing out for him, ready to take him in.

“Don’t wait too long,” I said.

He lay down on top of me, pushing my legs aside. I could feel him rubbing up and down my wet slit before he started sliding his beast into me.

He felt enormous when he was inside, I wasn’t exactly a big girl, but I didn’t think that would make a difference. I felt both tense and relaxed at the same time. My muscles grabbed onto his member, trying to choke every last bit of his seed out of him.

I could tell he really liked it as he began to thrust harder and harder with each passing moment. My chest became flush, and my sex was burning hot as he continued to pump.

I couldn’t last much longer, he grabbed my butt and with one final thrust, I could feel a release. I felt waves of passion overwhelm all my senses as he shot more of his white fluid into me.

Rarely in life have I ever felt such passion from a man or from anyone for that matter.

“Tell me, Mike, why don’t you want the other guys to know?” I asked.

“Jennie, those guys are like my brothers. Do you want to live in a household where your sisters know that you’re having sex with the only man in the house? I didn’t think so. It’s just best to keep it quiet.”

I giggled, thinking about being with my sister again. She might be a bit of a prude, but I still wondered what she was doing from time to time, I’m sure she thought the same of me.

“Mike, we’re running late. We should probably cut the pillow talk and get back,” I said while trying to hunt down my pants.

Now dressed, and back in the car, we made it a quick trip back to the ranch.



3.

Buck and Larry stood at the front porch with expressions on their faces that didn’t instill confidence. A sour feeling came into my stomach as we walked toward the front.