The Billionaire's Secret Love Child(128)

He let out moans of pleasure and leaned against the wall. I could feel him throb and tasted his juices while at the same time I could feel my own.

He picked me up from my task and threw me into the hay and it tickled my backside.

Like a ravenous beast he landed on top of me and pressed his sex against mine. He rubbed up and down against my slit and I became more aroused, I couldn’t take his teasing anymore.

I lowered myself into him and felt him cross my threshold, thrusting into me sternly. He was bigger than any other man I’d been with and I felt a twinge of pain that passed after only a moment.

Waves of pleasure danced inside my head as he bore into me like an animal. I screamed in pleasure and this only fueled his lust further.

He rolled onto the hay and I bounced off for a moment. I ran to the rack on the wall and took his hat, playfully throwing it onto my head with a wink.

When I returned he gave me another grin as I lowered myself onto him. I kept one hand on his rock hard abs and threw my other hand into the air as though I were riding a bull. And, in many ways, it felt like I was.

I felt him so deep inside that I wanted to scream, but it felt so amazing that I began losing myself in the moment.

I felt all my muscles tense and wave after wave of pleasure surged through me. He gave one last thrust into me and I could feel him pouring his seed into me.

I tossed his hat to the floor behind me and rolled over beside him. We spent the rest of the night locked together for warmth and comfort.

I hadn’t been this happy in a long time.



7.

The next morning the sun crested over the horizon. John was already dressed and waited for me to join him. It was barely dawn when we returned to the house where I crept up to my room to attempt another couple hours of sleep.

John let me be and joined a few other men for some morning chores. I felt so incredibly useless to consider going to bed while he worked so instead I went to the kitchen. Searching around, I found some fresh ingredients to make all the guys a hearty breakfast which I left spread out over the countertops.

With this done I figured it best to sleep for at least a little while. My brain was still mush from the satisfaction of last night. Thankfully Maggie was still asleep and I soon followed.

What seemed like hours later, I snapped to life. It was nearing ten in the morning on my second day here. I went downstairs hoping that some of the food I had made was still available only to find Maggie and John already figuring out the day’s events.

“Well good morning, Mrs. Sleepy. John here says that today would be a great day to go for a ride into town. I think I might join him, and of course we would love to have you along.” She said.

I looked at John who was beaming this morning.

“That’s alright,” I said, “go off and have some fun. I think I’m going to stay in and sleep a bit instead. I was hoping to relax by the pool for a while and soak.”

“Your loss, Cass.” Maggie added.

It wasn’t too long before the two of them rode off to the west. They’d be gone the rest of the day. I spent the day in between sleep and relaxation.

Lunch was served by a wonderfully nice woman who even showed me how to cook what she prepared. I enjoyed the lesson as she knew much more than I could understand.

By dinnertime my body was so relaxed that standing up was becoming a chore. I even had the chance to have my knots worked on by a masseur. It was an odd experience trying to explain where I had received the bruises that littered my body without saying that I’d had wild sex in a barn the previous night.

They finally returned from their ride at nearly midnight. I couldn’t believe they’d stayed out for so long. I didn’t want to force anything so I waited in my room for a while with the television on. I needed to talk to John and I didn’t want Maggie to hear.

By nearly one in the morning I gathered up my courage, went to the master bedroom and knocked. John answered wearing nothing but a pair of dirt covered jeans.

“John, we need to talk.” I said, hoping not to sound so stern.

“This is a really bad time, Cassidy, can we talk tomorrow before your flight back?” he said.

“Cassidy?” I heard Maggie’s voice from inside the bedroom. She forced her way past John and came in for a hug. I could see that she had changed what she was wearing. She was now covered in one of John’s white shirts. I could feel anger seething below the surface of my calm expression.

“That’s alright; you two have a great night. I’m going to sleep, goodnight.” I muttered.

“Cassidy, wait!” John said.

I didn’t turn around, I just stormed to my room and shut the door. It wasn’t long before I heard a knock at my door.

“Cassidy, it’s not what you think.” He said through the closed passage.

I stood from the bed and walked to the door, cracking it open.

“I’m pretty sure it’s exactly what I think. Goodnight John.” I said, slamming the door in his face.

His shadow lingered under the door for a moment and then returned to his bedroom where I heard his door shut.

I didn’t sleep at all that night and just wished I were home.



8.

I didn’t speak to John at all and he made no attempts to explain anything. I didn’t mind, I wanted to forget this entire weekend. I even regretted what I had done and the rift I probably would make with Maggie were she to ever find out what happened. I’m sure she’d be heartbroken.