“Of all things you could say, I’m telling Leena what you think of them. You do realize she loves plants just as much as me, right? I mean, it was me who got her started, and if you think my place was bad, her back deck is a horticulturist’s dream come true.” At least I’ve got her mind off work and in a more relaxed state, even if it’s about plants.
“We’ll get it all moved over slowly, then, because, babe, you’ve got a shit ton of plants.” Not to mention clothes, shoes, knick-knacks, and all kinds of furniture. It’s a wonder she and Marlie aren’t friends with the way they like to collect things. There’s a reason why they still have two houses besides that one’s closer to the beach. Tanner let me in on that little secret one night after too many beers. He wasn’t pissed about it; he had a goofy grin on his face, a look of contentment. Shortly after that, I understood. In walked Montana. Plants be damned, all the shit that comes with her, she could fill the house to the brim with it, and it wouldn’t bother me at all.
“Well, only if you insist.” I put the truck in park, using my hand that’s not wrapped in hers to use the gear shifter.
“Listen, you’re not going anywhere. I don’t give a fuck what Deke says or doesn’t say. At the end of the day, yes, we’re a family, but we’re also a company. Bringing you on is not only benefiting you, it’s benefiting us all, too.” There isn’t much more I can say about the situation with Deke, truthfully, because who fucking knows with that dickhead.
“Only if you’re sure, well, if all of you are sure, really.”
“We are. Now, come on because Leena picks up doughnuts, and if we wait too long, the good ones will be gone and we’ll be left with the old-fashioned style ones with no flavor.” Montana laughs, her smile lighting up the truck, dispelling the heaviness that’s been swirling around us, and I know no matter what happens, today will be a good day.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
montana
“You’re a horndog, Asa Thomas Hart,” I moan into his ear. After this morning, the orgasm I’m about to receive is much-needed. It was weird at first, not because I was there; nope, it was of Deke’s own doing. My eyes watched the whole process of what was going on, how they volleyed off each other, asking questions, going over plans, while my eyes scanned the paperwork in front of me, mentally taking notes on what would and wouldn’t pass code or fire inspections, plus a couple of things being off in the home models they were working on. Once the meeting was over, Deke said he was traveling to Alabama. He’d be in touch via call, text, or email, but he’d be home in a few days. Leena shrugged her shoulders. Asa looked pissed. It was Tanner and Keller who looked the most at ease. Clearly, they spoke, so what they’re up to is theirs to discuss.
“You love my cock sliding inside your wet cunt, though, don’t you, Montana Rose?” I’m bent over the small vanity in the restroom at Asa’s office. With Deke gone, our Monday meeting over, it was Tanner’s idea to have me come over here and work with Asa on these plans since I’d be going back and forth between them. The only place I wouldn’t be going was to Alabama. Keller made that abundantly clear. Boy, was I happy about that.
“God, more.” The small mirror above the sink shows that his eyes aren’t on me. Nope, they’re locked on where our bodies meet. My pants are bunched at my knees, but it isn’t giving me enough room to really feel him. So, I wiggle out of them, kick off my shoes, my shirt unbuttoned and breasts spilling out my bra with every thrust of his hips.
“Fuck, babe.” My eyes close even though I so badly don’t want them to. I want to have all these moments permanently ingrained into my memories. The swivel of his hips as he plunges inside me over and over again has me lifting up until my hands press into the marble beneath me, arching back, and when Asa realizes what I’m doing, wanting to feel him deeper, he adjusts his knees, dropping into more of a crouch.
“Asa!” My core clenches down so hard on his length, it stops him from powering through finding his own. He holds still, allowing me to use his body for my pleasure, hands moving to my breasts, squeezing them with his big firm hands, only furthering a crazy ridiculous orgasm.
“Fuck yeah.” I fall practically flat on my face, my body boneless and useless, allowing him to take anything and everything I have to give.