Chapter 5

Nate

Nate

I don’t know that I’ve ever moved this fast in my life.

I’m usually a perfectionist, especially at work.

That’s how I get away with charging more than other landscape companies, but still have more work than I can handle.

I’ve been considering adding another team and a few part-time workers for people who want to add on things we don’t typically do.

I have my hands full trying to keep up with the business I have.

I can already see that Vannah’s a hard worker.

She hasn’t once complained except to say that she doesn’t need the easy, shaded jobs.

Her skin is a lot paler than mine and I want to keep it that way, at least until I get to see her naked.

I look over at her again. She’s raking up leaves and seedpods, gathering them and piling them on the tarp. Every time I look at her, Rubio laughs. That tells me I’m not half as inconspicuous as I think I am.

He’s been teasing me that I didn’t even last a day. It’s hard to believe this is the first day Vannah’s been working for me. It feels like she’s been teasing me a lifetime with her braless tits. Makes me wonder if she’s wearing panties.

I refuse to ask her that question. If she told me she was running around commando, I wouldn’t have been able to resist tugging those little shorts aside and fucking her right there in the back seat of my truck.

I won’t to take her virginity in the back seat of the car. It’s just too cliché when I have a big house with more than one bed and about a million other surfaces that will offer a lot more room than the back seat.

I try to remind myself of all these things as we drive back to my house.

Vannah has herself spread in front of the air conditioner.

Little wisps of hair float around her face and her nipples are tight and stiff again.

Only ten more minutes and then we’ll be home where Rubio can pick up his car and hopefully leave as soon as we unload my truck.

I sigh when I pull into my driveway. I have a corner lot with lots of land.

I built a second, detached garage that I use for my work truck and all the equipment for all three teams. Since our last job of the day was cancelled, we’ve beat the other teams back.

I lower the ramp as Rubio starts unstrapping the mower.

Within five minutes, we have the truck bed empty and everything is where it belongs.

Rubio and his wife work opposite shifts.

She’s a nurse and who works graveyards. That’s why he likes working early mornings.

His wife works ten to six, so while his kids are at school, she sleeps and he works. Then they have the evenings together.

As soon as Rubio pulls away, I have Vannah’s hand in mind. We head across the lawn to my house, but we don’t even make it that far. As soon as I have her in the privacy of my fenced yard, I press her against the wood planks and kiss her.

She opens for me immediately, pressing her body against mine.

But I put some space between us so that I can yank her tank top over her head.

I toss it aside and go straight for the button on her shorts.

When the zipper’s undone, I tug her against me, skin on skin since my shirt’s tucked in the back pocket of my shorts.

I groan at the feel of her pointed nipples dragging along my abs. And when I slip my hands down the back of the gaping waistband of her jeans, I suck in a breath. My hands meet nothing but soft, bouncy skin. I grip the bare cheeks of her ass and lift her, taking her mouth even harder than before.

Her hands slip between us, undoing my shorts like I did with hers.

I almost wish I would have gone commando as well.

But she’s easily able to slide inside my boxers and wrap her soft hand around my cock.

I thrust forward immediately, knowing that even if I come now, I’ll be able to get it up again, knowing that Vannah’s untouched, mine.

Then she lets go. I’m about ready to put her hand right back where it was when she starts pushing down the material at my hips. I set her down on her feet and help it along. When my shorts and boxers fall to my ankles, Vannah sinks to her knees.

Fuck.

“Vannah, much as I want those sweet lips stretched around my cock. There’ll be plenty of time for that. I want you on my mattress, thighs spread wide, wet and ready.”

“I want to taste you, Daddy.”

That last word. It’s such a temptation. My cock bounces in response and she doesn’t miss it because it’s right in front of her face. Her fingers wrap around the base as she licks the tip.

I can tell by the thoughtful expression on her face that she’s never even given head before. She nods as if approving of the salty tang on her tongue before sucking my tip into her mouth.

All the arguments for taking that sweet cherry fade as I watch myself sink deeper and deeper into her mouth. I slide my hands over her dark hair, grab the silky strands, then use the grip to show her the rhythm I like.

She’s beautiful and so eager. The thought of training her to do what I like, of shaping her to be perfect for me, has my balls tingling. Then she takes me far enough to gag.

“Vannah. You feel so good. If you keep this up, I’m going to come. You’ve had me on edge all day. I’m on a hair trigger.”

All she does is hum and try to take me deep again.

Again she gags. And that’s when I feel lightning blast up my spine and up my dick.

She chokes on the first spurt, but stays with me, swallowing around the sensitized head of my cock, making my muscles tighten and jitter with each rasp of her tongue, each undulation of her throat.

Finally, I have to pull back because it’s too much. My crown is too sensitive. I cup her chin and lift her face to look at me.

“That wasn’t my plan, Vannah. Should I punish you?”

“You want to punish me for making you come?”

“I wanted to come inside your untried pussy.”

Her lips part and her pupils blow wide. “How will you punish me, Daddy?”

And just like that, my cock tries to rally.

“I haven’t decided yet. I won’t be able to think straight until I’ve been balls deep inside you.

I want you spread out on my bed. I want to take you ass in the air, but that’ll be too deep for your first time, so I want you on your back, legs spread wide.

Go. Now. Upstairs, the double doors at the end of the hall. ”

“Shouldn’t I shower first?”

“No. I like the way you smell. Next time, once you’re used to me, I’ll fuck you right there in the garage when we’re both sweaty from work. I won’t even take off your shorts. Just pull them aside and thrust into you, tug your shirt down like I did this afternoon so I can play with your nipples.”

The images are starting to get me hard again, so I tell her to go. Part of me is glad she made me come. She’s tempered my need for her enough that I can be gentle her first time.

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