Fall With Me

dead?”
    “Fairly.”
    He gives a brisk nod. “Okay. Excellent. Great.” He signals the waitress for the check and then we leave, even though I haven’t finished eating and he hasn’t touched his meal at all.
     
    He drives me back to the ranch. I ask him if he wants to come meet Jill.
    “Who?” he says, giving me a blank look.
    “My girlfriend.”
    He looks at the clock on the dashboard, then at his watch. “I don’t think so,” he says. “I’ve got to get going. This was primarily a business trip, after all. And I wanted to make sure everything with you was okay,” he adds quickly.
    We sit there for a minute, the car idling. “Okay then,” I say. “It was good to see you. We’ll be coming back to New York at some point, if you’re around. Maybe you could meet her then.”
    “Yeah, maybe.”
    He looks at me, neither of us saying anything. Then he holds out his hand. “I’ll see you,” he says.
    I shake his hand, then get out of the car, and try not to feel like I’ve just been interrogated and then dumped on the side of the road.
     
    I’m walking down to the beach when I hear Jill call my name.
    “Hey,” she says. She’s wearing a white tank top and cutoffs, flip-flops on her feet. Her toenails, I notice, are painted pink. “Where’s your brother?”
    “Here and left already. He had a bunch of business meetings to get to, I guess.”
    “Oh. Did you guys have a good visit?”
    “Um, yeah, I guess so. I don’t know, we’ll probably get to hang out with him in New York, maybe. Or maybe not. He’s a busy guy. Whatever. It went fine.” I try to shrug off the disappointment that I feel that it didn’t go a little better. “But, you know who showed up while you guys were on the trail ride?”
    She reaches over and takes my hand. “No. Who?”
              “I’ll give you a hint: He was delivering an orchid.”
    “ What ?! Sean was here?”
    “He stopped by.”
    “Oh my god. Did you tell him to leave and never come back?”
    “We actually had a nice little chat. After we got past some initial . . . hostility. And what was this he was going on about—your birthday? Did he try to do something to you?”
    She looks down at her feet. “ Try being the operative word in that statement.”
    “But you’re okay?”
              “I can take care of myself.”
    “So I’ve noticed.”
    “I can’t believe he actually told you that.”
    “He wanted me to hear his side of the story.”
    She gives me a skeptical look and then bursts out laughing. “Are you serious?”
    “’Fraid so, sweetheart. But we actually had a good talk. I don’t think you’re going to have to worry about him anymore.”
    Jill smiles. “Why thank you, then,” she says. She pulls me off the trail, far enough into the woods that you wouldn’t be able to see us from the path. There’s a little sandy clearing, and she stands in front of me, puts her arms around my neck. “I think I need to repay you for that monumental favor you just did for me.”
    She pulls her arms back and runs her hands down the front of my shirt, lightly over my torso. She unbuckles my belt, pops the button on my jeans, and then kneels down in front of me as she lets my jeans fall around my ankles.
    “Oh,” I say.
    I have, what you might call, a turbulent libido, and just the sight of her, kneeling in front of me with my cock a few inches from her face, gets me instantly hard. She takes me into her mouth, moving her tongue in circles around the tip of dick. I put one hand on her head but don’t try to direct her movement; I let my head fall back and fall into the sensations rippling up and down my body. Her mouth is soft and wet, and my ass clenches when she takes me in far enough that I can feel the back of her throat. She moves her head a bit and I can feel my inner thigh muscles quiver.
    “I need to be in you,” I say. “Now.”
    Her shorts come off, underwear down, and I lie on the ground. “Ride me,” I tell her. “Ride me like you ride those horses every day. Get on top and fuck the shit out of me.”
    And she does. I hold her hips and look up at her gorgeous face, the way her top teeth bite down on her lower lip, how she closes her eyes when she moves her hips back and lets me get in really deep. She pauses for a moment to catch her breath and I tell her to turn around, to face the other way, but to do it while I’m still in her. She stretches those long legs out and very slowly