The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(127)

“You’ll be fine. Don’t go too far though, I’d hate for you to get lost.” He said with consternation.

I nodded and left them to their fun. I took the opportunity to give myself a tour around the house while drying off.

On the ground floor was a library that was stuffed to the ceiling with books while another room had a fireplace with several high backed leather chairs sitting nearby.

A door in the kitchen led down a flight of stairs to a wine cellar that made my heart skip a beat. And back near the entrance I found myself face to face with a family portrait that looked ancient. A father and a mother, with a young John seated between them.

I couldn’t help but wonder what growing up in a house like this would have been like. Having everything you want within arm’s reach would be the closest you could get to a heaven on Earth.

I left the sullen painting and returned to my room to change. It didn’t take long to throw on my jeans and a comfy shirt. It was still quite warm out so I left my jacket on the bed and trotted out the front door.



6.

The breeze was calming and whipped small patches of dust up from the ground. Off in the distance were a few clouds that began their roll over the empty plain.

For nearly an hour I walked around the grounds before finding a spot that just felt so peaceful I couldn’t help but stop and take a minute to center myself.

A large tree jutted from the ground with its gnarled and empty limbs offering more than enough space to sit on. I tested the branch to see if it would support my weight and no amount of budging would move it so I deemed it suitable. I climbed into the seat and rested.

The clouds began to storm up ahead, with lightning and thunder echoing about. There was a certain beauty to it; this display of raw power that left me feeling a little helpless and small. My feelings of envy were becoming futile as though the storm was washing them away. I felt calmer and began to accept my place in the world when I felt a hand reach up and rest on my lower back.

“Don’t fall now, Darlin’. It won’t kill ya, but I know how much it hurts.” John said.

“No need to worry about me. I’ve been climbing since I could walk.”

“You seem the type.” He replied.

The wind whipped up and I felt rain start to his my head.

“We should probably head back inside.” He said.

He helped me down from the tree and we started walking toward the house. I had walked further than I thought and the rain began coming down a bit harder.

“I don’t think we’ll make it to the house at this rate.” I said.

The rain picked up more and my shirt was becoming soaked through. I regretted my choice to leave my underwear at home.

“Let’s get outta the rain in there,” he said pointing to the nearby barn, “I’m sure it’ll pass soon.”

I nodded and we ran into the empty barn. The rain pounded on the rooftop and dripped through the holes in the roof, but they were easy enough to avoid.

“You know, I’d be lying if I didn’t say I thought you were cute.” He said.

I blushed and turned toward him.

“I’m sure you don’t offer a flight to your home to every girl living in the city.” I replied.

He stripped out of his drenched flannel shirt and tossed his hat to a nearby hook hanging from the wall. I wished that I could do the same. My clothes stuck to me and I was starting to freeze from all the water.

He took a step near me and hugged me over my sopping wet shirt. I could feel his muscles through my back and his warmth was welcome.

“Would you mind if I took my shirt off to dry?” I asked boldly.

“I won’t look if you don’t want me to.” He replied, “I still fancy myself a gentleman.”

I shook my head.

“No, you can look if you want to. I might have you hold me a little longer to warm me up.” I said.

He nodded and I peeled the shirt from my skin. I could feel my tiny nipple perking up from the chill of the water. I hugged myself as the water dripped down into my jeans.

I kicked my boots off into the hay and my socks along with them. My pants were uncomfortably wet so I forced them off my legs. My breath shortened and I felt cold again.

My heart was beating faster knowing that he was looking at me. His hair was frizzing on the top of his head and I giggled and shyly turned away. He came up behind me and held me close. I could feel his scruffy beard on my cheek as he bent in to give me a kiss.

I felt flush in my chest and exhaled loudly. It wasn’t a moan but it might as well have been.

His hands began moving up and down my sides, over my hips and playing with my nipples from behind.

I reached behind myself and unzipped his pants. He turned me towards him and I reached my hand inside his boxers and felt his member for the first time.

He let out a light moan as I unshackled it from his pants. I began to work my hand up and down his shaft as I stood on my tiptoes to give him a kiss on the mouth.

He responded by grabbing the back of my head with one hand and lifting me up by my butt with the other. He was so much taller than I was and I liked it.

I pushed his boxers and jeans down to the floor and kissed his legs as I worked my way back up.

I stopped for a moment at his erect manhood. I licked along his long shaft before inviting it into my mouth. With one hand I worked up and down taking as much as I could into my mouth.