Rockin' the Boss (4 page)

Once airborne, I repeated the crux
of Lisa’s revelation to Max. From the look on his face, I could tell it wasn’t
true.
“We’ll talk about this later, in case we need to do damage
control.”

“Well, I can tell you
it’s
fuckin
’ rubbish, Ashleigh.
Pure and evil gossip!”
His accent became heavier and more
pronounced when he was upset or angry.

“I believe you, Max. Don’t worry
about it. It’s handled. Look, I think the laidback atmosphere at the ranch is
exactly what we both need.” I put my hand on his knee and squeezed, trying to
reassure him.

When I started to remove my hand, he
took it instead and looked at me. “I’m sorry, Ashleigh. This isn’t the sort of
thing one would expect, and the timing…” Our eyes met and lingered for a
moment.

“We’ll talk about it later. I need to call the house, let
them know to expect us, and have someone meet us at the airport.”

Chapter
Three

The Hummer approached the main house
of the ranch. Max and I entered the massive log cabin, which was empty. I had
instructed Martha, our long-time head of the household
staff,
that
everyone was to take the weekend off. It was late Thursday
afternoon, and I’d planned out in my mind that we would stay until Sunday. I
took Max on a quick tour of the downstairs, including the massive deck, which
overlooked acres and acres of land.

“
Come,
let
me show you our room.” We walked upstairs, and as we entered, he turned and
smiled. His chocolate brown eyes and dark hair complimented each other in the
sunlight.

“This is nice, Ashleigh. Quite the
spread your family has. I think I’ll grab a shower while I’m here.” He shot a
sly smirk my way.

I grinned back at him. “The bathroom
is right through that door. There should be plenty of towels laid out. If you
need anything else, let me know.”

“Sure you won’t join me, love?” he
purred seductively. Reaching out, he guided me to his chest. “I think I
may need
some help bathing.”

I gazed up at him as I removed my
clothing, letting each piece fall to the floor before I undressed him and led
him into the bathroom.

Inside the huge, tiled shower, the
scent of lavender permeated the air as we soaped the other’s body and hair. I
caught myself moaning as he ran sudsy hands over every inch of my flesh, until
I quivered with need. I squirmed as he held the handheld showerhead against my sex,
bringing me right to the edge.

Then, he gently steered me toward to
the bench along the perimeter of the stall. He guided my hips up to his waist,
and I wrapped my legs around him as he entered my slick, wet passage.

“That’s it, baby,” he murmured as he
plunged further into my aching womanhood.

We both shuttered, and I groaned the
deeper he penetrated.
“Max…”

I was acutely aware as he thrust
faster and harder, his passion ignited. “God yes, baby.”

“Harder,” I pleaded and he complied,
gaining more power with every stroke. Our flesh slapped together as the water
sprayed over us.

Orgasm took us into ecstasy as we
rode out each other’s climaxes. When it was over, we remained joined, too weak
to move. I leaned up and captured his lips as he withdrew. He shut off the
shower then wrapped a large, fluffy towel around my body and carried me to the
bed.

We lay silently in each other’s arms
for quite a while. Finally, he spoke. “
Mmmm
, baby, I
love learning what excites you.” Max leaned over and kissed me tenderly.

“It’s been such a long time since
I’ve had these feelings.”

“I know, and I intend for you to
have them once again, plus some.” I stared up at him as he leaned down and claimed
my mouth once again. “You’ll continue to show me what you like, won’t you?”

“Yes, I will, and I’m sure you’ll
show me what turns you on.” I cocked my head, grinning at him mischievously.

“You can count on it. Would you like
to start now?”

“I think perhaps we should dress and
enjoy this beautiful day.” I kissed him one last time before nudging him out of
my way as I rolled off the bed.

Downstairs, I headed straight to the
well-stocked bar sitting in the corner of the family room. Noticing Martha had brought
a couple of bottles of my favorite Cabernet from the cellar, I uncorked one and
poured myself a glass as I waited on Max. Walking outside on the deck, I found
a chair overlooking the wilderness and plopped down. I kicked off my shoes and
moved another chair in front to elevate my feet.

Sighing, I sat back, taking a long
sip. Max quietly emerged onto the patio. The scent of his aftershave and
cologne told me he was near.

“How long have you been standing
there?” I inquired, as I craned my neck around to get a good look at him. He
stood clad in jeans, his shirt unbuttoned.
God,
he’s gorgeous.

“Just a
few seconds.
You seemed engrossed in something out there.” He sauntered
over, covered my mouth with his in a passionate kiss, and then sat down next to
me. A small table was all the separated us.

“Just the
view.
I love the view here.”

“Do you ride? I noticed a large barn
as we were driving up here.”

“Yes, but it’s been a while. Perhaps
I can show you around on horseback. Would you care for a beer or something?”

“A beer sounds great.”
He
followed me back into the house to the bar, where I showed him the choices. He
quickly made a selection of one of the finest.
“Thanks.”

We walked back outside to sit and
watch the sun as it lowered in the sky. I caught a glimpse of him out of the
corner of my eye, a curious look on his face, but I continued to watch the
sunset.

“So tell me exactly what you think
about what Lisa told you earlier. Where do you think she came up with such an
outrageous idea?”

I spun around to look at him more
intently. He was a hard man to read when his face is so solemn. He hadn’t
shaved since yesterday, and the look was imposing on him. His eyes weren’t as brown
as earlier. They’d darkened somehow. He was obviously not happy by this recent
development, and I couldn’t blame him.

“Supposedly she has some great
source. Do you want my opinion? I think she made the whole thing up. She
believes creating something with shock value will somehow make her more
important to the team.” I swirled my wine and took a drink.

“It makes no sense to me.”

“She’s quite attracted to you and
views you as someone she wants to conquer. But, again, that’s just my opinion.”

He reached over and took my hand,
the corners of his mouth twitching as he started to smile. The smoldering heat
from his gaze made me shift in my seat.

“Have you made any plans for us this
evening?”

“Martha left dinner I believe. I
wasn’t sure you’d want to go out. We’re not close to anything out here,
anyway.”
Gently, I freed my fingers from his and picked up my glass.
Finishing the contents, I sat there and took in his essence.
“Are you
hungry?”

“No, let’s wait a while. I’m
enjoying the view,” he replied, as he grinned in my direction. “Come
on,
let’s go for that walk, my love.”
He
extended his hand and helped me to stand. I set my glass down and steered him
to the stairs that descended the front of the house.

We strolled along in silence for
quite a while. Then, Max finally pulled me close, placing his arm around my
shoulder. I reciprocated by putting mine around his muscular waist. I led us
down the pot-holed road that at one time had been the main way to get to the
house. It was rarely used now. I pointed out the various livestock and birds as
we ambled along.

“You know, I’m getting hungry. Shall
we go see what your housekeeper left us for dinner?” He smiled down, his dark
brown eyes watching my face closely.

I knew what he was probably
thinking.
“Yes, let’s.”

We strolled back to the house.
It seems so large when there isn’t a huge
crowd here
. I looked up at the imposing structure as I remembered past
family gatherings.

Max grabbed my glass and his beer
bottle as I picked up our shoes on the way into the house. He poured himself a
tumbler of straight up bourbon after handing me a fresh glass of wine.

“Come on, you can help me in the kitchen.”

Observing a large collection of
albums sitting by the stereo, he chose one by Bob Marley that belonged to Papa.
As he put it on, a grin lit up his face. I giggled to myself at the sight.

Dinner consisted of a venison roast
with all the trimmings and was delicious. Max helped clean up before we
returned to the family room for the evening. He poured a brandy for us both
before he walked over to light the fireplace. Even in July, the nights could be
cold.

Then, he sat down next to me on the
overstuffed, buttery soft, black leather sofa. I snuggled next to him, laying
my head against his shoulder. He pulled me close, sipping his drink. After a
few moments, he leaned down and kissed me, running his hand up and down my arm.
I surprised him by reaching over and cupping his cock through his jeans.

“Ashleigh,” he groaned, “
don’t
tease me like that.”

“I’m not teasing. Take your clothes
off.”

“You don’t want to go upstairs?” He
began to strip off his clothes, throwing them on the floor.

“No, not
yet.”
I watched him undress as I removed my pants and top,
followed by my bra and panties.

Sitting back on the sofa, his
luscious lips brushed lightly over mine before he consumed me in a passionate
kiss. I took him in my hand and began to stroke him.

As he wrapped his arms around my
head, he looked lustfully at me. “Suck me, love.”

He drew me down to his stilted
manhood. I opened my mouth, aware he was watching my every move. I felt his
ravenous attention all through my body. Restlessness settled in beneath my
clit.

I licked the head, sampling his
musky, salty, and earthy flavor. His masculine taste was addictive, and I
licked him again then started to suck.

His grip tightened around me as he
groaned. His hips lurched and his body bucked.

I sank lower, taking him deeper. My
lips skimmed the velvety flesh and my tongue lapped around him as I made my way
back to the tip. Swiping away the bead of pre cum which had escaped, I then
sucked to make sure I had it all. He jerked his body, tightening as I started
toward the base.

I heard him coaxing me to take more,
until he was at the back of my throat.

Panic began to overtake me as I felt
a choking sensation.

“Easy baby, breathe through your
nose. I’ll stay still. You’ll be fine.”

I knew without hesitation he
wouldn’t hurt me, but that didn’t make it any easier. I withdrew completely.
“Max,
I can’t do this. You’re too big to take so much of you.”

“Let’s try something different,
okay? You’ll be fine, I promise.”
I nodded and waited for his
instructions.
“Open your mouth, tongue first.”

Without hesitation, I complied with
the gentle lilt of his voice. Max took himself in his hand and eased his hard
flesh back onto my tongue.

“Hold it, love. I want to watch
this.”
Slowly, he slid against my tongue, from the weeping head,
past the ridge, down the long thick length, until he was pressing against the
back of my throat once again.
“Now close your mouth around my cock.” A moan escaped his
lips as I did what he asked.

“That’s it, baby. Now, I’m going to
fuck your mouth. You’ll be fine, but if you’re not, let me know.”

I barely had time to bob my head in
agreement before he withdrew quickly and plunged back in. He groaned, thrusting
over and over again at a scorching pace. His hands tangled in my hair.

“Yes! Damn, baby! Fuck, I’m going to
cum…swallow me, love.”

I had never swallowed a man’s cum
before. Richard thought my technique wasn’t worthy of the act. But with Max,
such an intimate gesture excited me.
I sucked harder against his thrusts,
as I ran my tongue up and down his length, nipping at his tip with my teeth.

“Ashleigh, damn…yes, yes baby.” His
fingers tightened and his cock pulsed. “Fuck, yes…”

Suddenly, his warm, salty liquid
sprayed against the back of my throat. In doing something so intimate, I felt a
deepening connection with him.

“Yes, baby, yes…”

Slowly, I loosened my suction on
him. He caressed my hair for a moment before he broke free of my mouth.

We stared at each other as he
settled again the back of the sofa. “Damn baby, that was incredible.” He pulled
me up to him, and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. “My
turn,
love, are
you ready?”