Chapter 45 – Remington #3
Her face is the picture of reluctance, but she does, draping herself across my lap. “I really don’t mind staying at the hotel,” she says immediately. “There’s no need to buy a dress for one night.”
I cup the side of her face and give her my simple truth. “It would make me happy.”
Mindy blinks, scrunches her eyebrows together, and tilts her head. “You really want me to go?”
“Of course I do. If you don’t go, I’m not going either.”
She lets out a sigh. “Do you have any idea how much a Bouvier dress costs? Roger has returned most of my savings, but he also spent a chunk of it on vacations with his mom the past few months. The judge said he’ll take the rest of it out of Roger’s half of the profits from the house once it sells. I can’t really justify…”
“Mindy,” I say sternly. “I’ll buy the dress.” When she starts to protest, I press a finger to her lips. “Consider this a work event. We’ll be doing a lot of networking, so it’s my responsibility to provide you with appropriate attire.”
“You don’t have to buy me things,” she says emphatically. I turn my hat around backward, and Mindy rolls her eyes. “Oh, now you’re pulling out the big guns to convince me?”
“Is it working?” I ask, grinning cheekily.
Her eyes soften. “A little bit.”
I remove her hat and turn it around backward as well. Then I kiss her. Quite thoroughly.
“And now?” I murmur against her soft lips.
“I’m coming around to the idea,” she teases, wriggling against my growing erection. “What else you got?”
“Lift up that skirt and I’ll show you.”
She raises her little black skirt, and I frown. “What the fuck is that?”
“There are underpanties built into the skirt.” She widens her eyes at my apparent confusion. “You know, for modesty in case a wind blows it up?”
I tug at the stretchy material, which is, indeed, attached to the skirt.
I look around the space. Though we’re alone right now and semi-hidden in the back, someone could walk in at any moment, so I don’t want to remove her skirt entirely.
Instead, I slide the crotch to the side, along with her soft cotton panties, and drag my finger through her slit.
“Remi, we can’t,” she groans even as her pussy grows slick with each stroke.
“Oh, I think we can,” I reply, gathering her wetness and circling her clit. “I’ll make it quick.”
She lifts a dubious eyebrow. “Really? You’ll make it quick? We made love for over an hour last night.”
“And now I’m going to fuck you for five minutes, but it will be a damn good five minutes.” I push two fingers inside her, and she tilts her head back with a groan that I recognize. It’s the one that tells me I’m about to get my way.
Thirty seconds later, I’m sitting on a towel, Mindy is straddling me, and I enter her with one long thrust.
“Oh god,” she cries out. Loudly.
“Shh, you’re going to get us caught,” I reprimand, grasping her hips and sliding her up and down my cock to gain the friction we’re both craving.
Her lips part as her hands sink into the back of my hair. “You and this fucking hat…” she mutters.
“You and this fucking body…” I shoot back a second before her lips crash to mine. Our joining is fast and filthy, all slapping skin and tangling tongues.
The golf cart rocks back and forth, squeaking as Mindy rides the living daylights out of me. I kiss my way across her cheek and rim my tongue around the shell of her ear.
“You are the hottest woman I’ve ever seen in my life,” I say as she continues flexing and releasing her thigh muscles to glide up and down my length. “I wish I could spend every minute of every day inside your perfect cunt.”
My dirty words have a direct effect on her pussy, the walls clamping around me like a vice.
I’m so hard I could poke a hole through a brick wall, and I lift my ass from the seat, taking her deeper with every pump.
Mindy circles her hips, grinding her swollen little clit over the base of my dick, and the feel of her squeezing and fluttering around me almost triggers me into an orgasm.
“Remi, I’m almost there,” she whimpers, biting down on my shoulder.
“Eyes on me when you come, baby,” I order. She lifts her head to face me, and I’m struck by her soft, hazy eyes. By the bite of her lip when she tries to stifle her sounds of pleasure. “Fuck my cock all the way through it, and don’t let up until you’re spent.”
My strokes become demanding, my fingers harsh against the soft flesh of her ass. We hear a pop, and the back end of the golf cart sinks on the right side. Her eyes widen, but thankfully, she doesn’t stop riding me.
“Did we just pop a tire?”
“Fuck yeah we did,” I reply, feeling weirdly proud.
She grins at me and reaches for the seat back behind me, grasping it tightly with both hands as she fucks me like she’s trying to pop the other three. She is so damn perfect for me.
“I love you,” I whisper, and the softest smile curls her lips and crinkles her eyes at the corners.
“I love you too,” she says, stealing every bit of oxygen from my lungs.
“Mindy…” It’s all I can strangle out around the tightening of my throat.
“I mean it, Remi. I’m not just saying that because you have the most phenomenal cock in the world inside me right now. I was going to tell you today anyway.” She strokes a gentle hand down my face. “You’re my everything.”
I tilt my head forward to rest against hers as our bodies rock together. My arms snake around her waist, holding her tightly to me.
“Together,” I say, unable to hold back any longer because she loves me, and I’m so goddamn happy.
We explode together, sucking in each other’s panted breaths as my heart swells in my chest. Our eyes hold until our movements slow and eventually stop. I’m mesmerized by her. By her love for me.
Giving her a soft, sensual kiss, I finally pull out of her, grabbing a clean towel from the basket on the back of the cart to press between her legs. She’s overcome with a fit of giggles as she stands awkwardly.
“I can’t believe we just did that.”
I continue cleaning her up before pressing a kiss to her hip and straightening her panties and skirt.
“You turn me into an animal,” I admit. My body sinks into the seat, and Mindy snatches another towel, swiping the perspiration from my face before pressing her lips to mine.
“I love my big, sexy animal,” she says, halting the beat of my heart for a second.
“And I love my tire-popping woman.”
As we’re leaving hand in hand, I toss the towels in the trash bin near the door, but before I can reach for the door handle, Mindy stops me with a tug.
“Can I ask you a serious question?” she asks when I turn to face her.
“Of course.”
Her hazel eyes search mine. “Was there really an Employee Housing Program?”
I drag my tongue over my top teeth before a wry smile wrenches my lips upward. “There is now.”
Her eyebrows pinch together. “I really wanted to be financially independent.”
Cupping her face with both hands, I dip my head to hold her gaze with my own.
“You are. You’re paying your own bills. You buy your own things.
You are absolutely kicking life’s ass. I just provided you an opportunity to get out of a bad place.
” I kiss her forehead. “However, I am calling boyfriend privilege. If I want to buy you a dress or a gift, you should let me. Just like if you see something you think I’d like, you can pick it up for me.
Because we’re in love and it’s normal to do nice things for each other. ”
She gnaws on the inside of her cheek for a moment, thinking. “Would you help another employee with housing issues?”
I contemplate the question seriously before answering. “If I had an employee who was being abused, financially or otherwise, by their partner, yes. I would absolutely do the same.”
Mindy nods slowly before rising onto her tiptoes to kiss my cheek. “And that’s why I love you.”