It's been two weeks since our move to LA, and I finally unpacked the last box yesterday. We had planned for this weekend to be enjoyable by the pool. The weather in New York and LA is strikingly different. The heat in LA is extreme, and we were looking forward to cooling off in the pool to avoid the oppressive temperatures.

This house is double the size of our New York home, so we have lots of rooms. This place has David's home office. The poolside and underground wine cellar are the highlight of this home. David has been accommodating and understanding throughout the move, making the process much easier for me.

This morning, David woke me up early. He has a flight to catch for a new project that will take him away from the city for the weekend. Now I'm packing his luggage and waiting for him to leave the shower.

When David came out of the shower, he asked, "Everything packed?"

I looked at him with a sharp glare. "Yes, Your Highness."

David met my eyes and said, "Hey, I thought we talked about this last night."

I flared my nostrils in frustration. "No, we just had sex. No talking involved."

David dipped his head. "Do moans and screams count in talking?"

I rolled my eyes, trying to hold onto my irritation but feeling it slip away.

David walked over to me and kissed me gently. "I compensated for two hours so that you wouldn't miss me," he said with a playful smile.

I pushed him away. "Yeah, whatever. Now hurry up; you're getting late."

After half an hour, I kissed him goodbye and watched as he left for his trip. I looked around the house and sighed. There was an eerie silence all around me. I decided to have wine and enjoy this sunny day near the pool.

After pouring myself wine, I walked over to the pool and sat on the floor. I dipped my feet in the water and closed my eyes after taking a sip. I was embracing my loneliness with a smile on my face. There was a little green area attached to the pool. Green leaves actually soothe the effects of sunlight. This moment of peace was just what I needed after the hectic weeks of moving and unpacking.

Thoughts started to cross my mind as I was sipping my wine. Did David really work so hard that his boss gave us this lovely, huge, and fancy place, or was this the outcome of that night? I shook my head to get rid of these worries. I had been having these thoughts for two weeks, so this wasn't the first time they came to me. I pushed them to the back of my mind and wouldn't let them take over.

But when I thought about Mr. Langford, my body started craving him. The memory of that night made my pulse quicken, and I felt a rush of longing. My core aches for his touch. I realized my hand reached between my thighs while thinking about him. I shook my head and immediately removed my hand between my thighs.

I picked up my phone and turned on the music to distract my mind. I started humming and swaying while having my wine. After a few tracks, when I finished my drink, I decided to swim. I stood up and kept my glass on the kitchen island while making my way to the room.

I wore my blue bikini to beat the heat and headed back to the pool. I plunged into the pool, and when my body was immersed in the water it felt like my emotions started to fade away. I smiled and tapped myself on the shoulder for hitting the water.

In order to get rid of thoughts of Mr. Langford, I stayed underwater. I heard the doorbell ring all of a sudden. I cursed the person at the door as I got out of the water, grabbing my sarong and draping it around my waist. Before opening the door, I looked at the camera and Mr. Langford was standing at my door.

I smiled and kissed him on my screen. My mind said to go to the room and change but my heart said to open the damn door right now. Again, my body started to betray me and I opened the door wearing my bikini. Every cell in my body was excited to see him.

He looked at me twice, from head to toe, while carrying a bottle of wine and flowers. I could almost see him drool. His eyes kept going to my half-popped-up globes, so I cleared my throat to get his attention off of them.

"I was in LA and thought to visit David to talk about his new project," Mr. Langford finally told me.

I rolled my eyes. "Stop giving me lame excuses; I know you knew David wouldn't be at home," Without waiting for his response, I left the door open and walked inside, leaving him to follow me if he dared.

When I heard his steps coming inside, my heart skipped a beat, and I could feel the peaks of my globe turning into pebbles. Once again, he was standing behind me, and there was no space between us. When he put his hands on my shoulders, I felt like I had to turn around and kiss him until we were both out of breath Just as things were getting tense, my phone rang, breaking the tension.

I rushed towards it, seeing David's name flashing on the screen. When I looked at Mr. Langford, he knew whose call it was. He shook his head to show that he didn't want me to take David's call. I ignored his protest; I turned away and picked up the call.

"Yeah, love," I tried my best to keep my voice steady despite the turmoil of emotions swirling inside me.

David responded. "I am on my way to the hotel."

I felt Mr. Langford's lips brushing between my neck and shoulders. I managed to bury my gasp and continue listening to David. Mr. Langford enveloped me in his arms from behind and his lips brushing turned into kissing. I started to lose control and sighed. I managed to respond. "Hmm."

David asked. "What are you doing?"

Mr. Langoford's hands moved down, one at my globe and one further down, until my sarong's edge started and his fingers tried to slip in it. But I draped it so tight that it was impossible for him to slip his finger so he leaned down a bit and reached the hem of my sarong and slipped his finger underneath and brushed on the edges of my thong.

David asked. "Hello, can you hear me?"

I responded in my shaky voice. "Yeah......Yesssss I am listening."

David asked again. 'What are you doing?"

Mr. Langford kept kissing and licking my shoulders; his one hand kept cupping my globes and now the other hand reached the edge of my thong. I had already come out of the pool so he started rubbing his finger inside the upper hood of my dark curls. I closed my eyes and threw my head back.

I sighed. "David, I am in a kitchen and..."

Mr. Langford kept rubbing; the pleasure started to emanate, and my body started to settle in his arms. I wish I had listened to him, because now he is punishing me for going against his command.

David asked. "And what?"

I could not moan so I kept sighing. "And it's getting difficult to follow the recipe while on the phone."

David responded. "I thought I should call you because then I will be busy with office stuff and all."

His rub actually made my core more needy, so I lost control and responded. "More, I want more."

David asked. "What more?"

I sighed. "David, I need to heat the oven more, I will call you later." And then I immediately ended the call and my phone fell to the floor.

I moaned and screamed. "Please, Mr. Langford, stop teasing me."

Mr. Langford whispered. "Just obey me and I will do everything to please you."

His finger shoved into my core and a loud moan slipped through my lips, His finger fucking started stretching my muscles, and when he pushed his second finger into my wet core, pleasure intensified. Now that I was on the verge of reaching the peak, his finger pace started to get rough and in the last attempt, his finger plunged in and my hot stream poured out. I screamed, and then he held me because I was out of breath.

I turned around and smirked. Mr. Langford squinted.

I shot up my shoulders. "I think it's time to return the favor."

I pushed him back on the couch and then sat on the floor and started unbuckling his belt. Mr. Lanford opened his mouth but before he said anything, I undid his buttons and rolled down his pants and briefs.

Mr. Langford leaned down, put his finger under my chin, and moved up my face. "You don't have to do this."

I smirked. "Oh, I want to do this."

I started rubbing my hands under his thighs and his phone started to ring. He didn't even bother to look at it. I smiled while brushing my fingers on his hard shaft. "I dare you to pick up a call and talk."

He picked up his phone and showed me the screen; it was David calling his boss. I winked and started licking his length.

Mr. Langford said. "Yes, David."

Mr. Langford. "Hm.... Yeah."

Mr. Langford. "Okay... I... I get it."

I giggled and started taking his hard essence into my mouth I kept sucking until it reached the back of my throat.

Mr. Langford. "Woah... Alright, David, keep me posted but right now I need to finish something I have started."

After he hung up, I heard his phone fall to the couch and his moans became more aggressive. He put his hand on the back of my head and moved it back and forth against his shaft. I felt like I was going to pass out, and tears started to run down my face due to suffocation. But he kept moving my head until he cursed loudly and melted all his hot desire down my throat.

We both were exhausted so he picked me up in his arms and took me to the shower. He turned on the water and began to untie my sarong along with my thong. As he pulled me closer, his lips crashed on mine, and his hands were trying to take my bra straps off. When my bra fell to the floor, he stopped kissing me and pulled me away a bit to see me.

Mr. Langford sighed. "Gosh, you are so beautiful."

Then I took his shirt off by rolling it up. He pushed me against the wall and began kissing me. As we kissed, he began nibbling my bottom lip. He started to kiss and lick my jaw and then my neck. Then he put my hard pebble in his mouth, sucking until another round of orgasm started building inside me.

He released the peak of my globe, held his hard essence, and positioned it tight at the top of my core. When he began to insert, I was about to close my eyes.

Mr. Langford shook his head. "Don't you dare to close your eyes. I want you to look into my eyes."

While he was slamming himself into me, I noticed veins pulsating on his temple and a tense expression on his face as I looked into his eyes. He began rocking his ass against my throbbing core. I couldn't believe I could have another orgasm so quickly and with twice as much power. We were looking into each other's eyes and I felt like my heart going to explode due to its speedy heartbeats.

I told him with my heavy breaths. 'I am so near."

He responded while plunging into me. "So am I."

This time, we both reached a crescendo at the same time and collapsed into each other. When both started to breathe normally, we took a long shower. During the shower, we couldn't keep our hands off of each other. But as soon as I got out of the shower and climbed into my bed, he grabbed me, and I fell asleep right away.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, Mr. Langford was still holding me in his deep sleep. Being able to wake up next to him made me feel better and more at ease. I almost didn't want to leave him the last time I had to leave quickly. I carefully got out of bed, slipped myself into jammies and went downstairs because I was hungry.

When I was about to finish my sandwich, I heard Mr. Langford's steps coming down. I looked at him and he was wearing David's trousers. My eyes stuck on his six-packs and perfectly leaned rock-hard yet sexy body. I shoved the last bite and asked with my stuffy mouth. "Are you hungry?"

Mr. Langford raised his brow and nodded. I grabbed my plate and stood up. I was about to get to the sink, but he grabbed me and asked. "Are you finished eating?"

I shoved down my throat the last bit and nodded. "Yeah, now tell me, what do you want to eat?"

He took the plate from me and put it on the island in the kitchen. I was picked up and put on the same island. He got the stool out of the island, sat down, and took off my pajamas, throwing them on the floor. Then he put my legs apart and said,. "Now, it's my turn to eat." He buried his head between my legs, and I closed my eyes and threw my head back. He ran his tongue along my slit and then dove into my dark curls under the upper hud. He kept sucking and licking me until my core turned raw and he had my hot, strong orgasm on his tongue.

He wiped his mouth. "I love your taste."

Then we watched a movie together again, I passed out because he kept making me pleased and every climax made my body drained.

When I woke up the next morning, he was standing in his clothes, and asked me to finish yesterday's swimming session. I nodded, went upstairs, and came back in my bikini.

Mr. Langford looked at me. "Yesterday, I thought navy blue was the sexiest bikini color in the world, but now I think black is too."

I giggled. "Now take off your clothes and join me."

I plunged into the water and soon he joined me in his boxers. We swam together for a while, then while we took a break to have some fresh margaritas, I splashed some water on him. He smirked and kept his glass on the floor. While he was catching me, I also kept my glass and started to swim to get away from him.

He disappeared into the water and grabbed me by the legs. I screamed and then he led me to the corner of the pool. He made me a sandwich between his body and the corner of the pool. He started tickling me and I was laughing as hell. "You will be punished for splashing."

I bit my lower lip and teased him. "Make sure this punishment is as pleasing as my last."

Mr. Langford chuckled. "Oh yeah, baby, I will make sure of it."

He got his hands into the water and took off my thong and his boxer. I grabbed the floor to keep from falling into the water. He kissed my lips first, then my cheeks, then my earlobes, then my shoulders, and finally my cleavage. After licking and sucking both of my pebbles, he grabbed my waist again and began pushing his hard essence into my needy core. Once he was deep inside, he began moving back and forth. The sound of the water and his pacing made an amazing symphony. I was lost in the bliss until I heard his loud roar. This time, he fell on top of me, and I put my hand on the back of his head.

When we were done swimming, I thought he was going to stay for a while, but he got dressed. I didn't bother to wrap my sarong and walked over to him. I opened my mouth but Mr. Langford kept his finger on my lips. After saying "Shushss," he maintained eye contact with me for approximately one minute without blinking. "Don't you think I should know this time if you like it or not?"

Again, I smiled, but this time I nodded.

Mr. Langford let out a sigh. "I wouldn't have had to come all the way to LA to find out about it if you had nodded that night."

He then turned around and left, leaving me anxious or maybe frustrated because I told him I liked the sex but he still didn't stay. While I was lost in my disappointing thoughts, my phone rang, and it was David. I sighed and answered it. "Hey love, I will be home tonight."

I asked. "But you were supposed to come tomorrow morning."

David replied. "Yeah, your husband is pretty intelligent to persuade clients and I have completed my task in one meeting so there is no point in staying longer."

I could feel tears in the corners of my eyes. "I am missing you. Come back soon."

David said. "Yeah, I missed you too; also, the boss asked the two of us to go to his vineyard next month." "What do you think about it?"

I smiled and shut my eyes. "Of course we'll go."

I ended the call with excitement about our next adventure.

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