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Suddenly the jet swerves, and Lorenzo looks over, shaking his head. “You are a very sick little puppy.”

I laugh and kick my feet up onto the cockpit console. I then lift a braless breast from the white linen shirt of his. It’s the one that I stole from Savannah.

I run a fingertip around my nipple, and I look over at my man. Lorenzo shakes his head, and he grumbles low. “You’re not going out in LA,” he says, as if he can control me.

“So going out,” I say casually. “And maybe going panty less.”

“The hell you are!”

“It’s my new thing,” I say, sighing and feeling content. As we fly out of the clouds, the view ahead is stunning. Lorenzo clears his throat.

Here we go.

“You know, helping craft you from… ”

“Amazing to more amazing?” I ask.

“Hillbilly to… ”

“Amazing hillbilly?” I ask.

“Was probably a mistake,” Lorenzo says.

“Yes, well the cat is out of the bag, honey,”

We share a look, and I realize I’ve called him honey. We keep looking at each other, and he reaches out. “Get over here.”

I walk over, and I lean down and kiss him hard on the mouth. Extra hard, just how I like it.

Bruisingly hard.

Lorenzo slides a hand up my tan shorts, and he starts to fly his jet with one hand. I spread my legs some, and give him access. He slides his hand deeper into my pants, and he finds me wet.

Lorenzo growls, and I feel two expert fingers swipe up and down me.

My heart picks up, and I look down into his darkening eyes. As I reach down, I flip the dome of my shorts, and they drop to the ground.

I yank down my thong, and I position myself back where I was. Lorenzo moves his hand back where it needs to be, and he swipes me before sliding two fingers inside.

I pant and I lick my fingers. I reach down to my clit, to help him make me come.

I want to come badly, but I also want to come for him andput on a show.

This relationship is really starting to work.

30

LORENZO

I have to spend the afternoon with Dante in LA. I’m developing a large entertainment project with my fashion CEO friend, and it’s time to move forwards.

Dante lives in NYC, but this week, he is overseeing one of his creative designers shoot back-to-back videos and photos of their new campaigns. They are also shooting covers for his fashion magazines.

As we meet in LA, we go over the business plans, strategy, and details. Storm is shopping in Melrose, likely for books, but I hope it’s for panties, not that I want obstacles to being inside her.

After the long meeting, we decide to stay the night in LA, before we fly home.

Dante told me, Ryan Remington is back in town, while he’s starring in another large movie. He also told me, his brothers, Troy and Chris, are here too. It’s rare timing, and I call them immediately.