Chapter 26

Chapter 26

Harley arrived home and began to unpack, after texting Richie, letting him know she was home safely. She was gone only a day, but it felt like a lifetime. She loved the country life. Harley enjoyed being with Richie, but his back yard was so different from hers. Yes, she had a big home but she had grass and fields. A porch that wrapped around her entire home. It was home and everything that made her feel whole. There was something about Richie's arms and being held by them, that made leaving her sanctuary worth while.

Later that evening Richie called her and told Harley how well it went, telling Ava about her. She was relieved to hear that. Richie informed her "not only is she a fan of yours, she told me I better always be nice to you". Harley couldn't help but laugh, "I like her way of thinkin!" she said. "I thought you might!" he said. "So now what?" she asked, hoping he would have all the answers she was looking for. "Your coming to my man of the year thing, right?" he asked. "Oh! Yeah! Sorry, forgot. Who's all going and what should I wear?" she asked. Richie let her know that it would be him, Ava, and his Mom. Adding, "just be elegant, like you are everyday, baby!". Harley laughed again, "So I'm meeting the entire Sambora family on our second date? No pressure there, Rich!" being slightly sarcastic.
"Baby, it will be alright! I promise you that." he tried reassuring her. She swallowed hard, "I'm sure it will. Richie, I have to go now. I have some things to do." she said. "Seriously, it's 9pm here! Where are you? What do you have to do?" he asked, feeling her apprehension. "Harley, did I do something wrong? Talk to me, please?" he asked, not wanting her to shut down on him. "No, you didn't do anything bad, Rich. I'm just overwhelmed and to be honest, I have that scared feeling in the pit of my stomach, again. I'm not sure what I'm supposed to be feeling or thinking." she explained as best as she could. "Ok, let me help you, darlin'." he said. "Ok, I would like it if you could."
"Your scared, right?"
"Yes!" His voice got quiet, "Close your eyes" he said softly. She did as he asked, very much liking the tone in his voice. "Ok, closed." she said. "Think of Saturday night. Dancing in my arms, soft kisses, the way it felt touching each others bodies." Harley couldn't help but let out a soft moan. "Think of my eyes looking into yours, darlin'" Richie also had his eyes closed and loved that he could almost feel her. "Richie, stop! Your killing me!" she said, nearly whining.
"Why and how am I killing you?" he asked, still in his low sexy voice. "Cause your making me want to be back there with you. Your making me want you more!" she explained. "Are you still scared or are you somewhat soothed?" he asked. "I'll see you Sunday!" she said. "Come before Sunday? Come Friday and stay all weekend. That way we have some alone time before Mom and Ava get home Sunday.". Harley smiled "I love that idea. I'll book the flight in the morning."
"No baby, I'll have Dee make all the arrangements this time." he said. "Ok, baby! Richie?" she asked.
"Yes, darlin'?". "Nothing, honey. Thank you for calming me. Even though you stirred me up all at the same time." she said. "Gnite my Richie."
"Your welcome, baby. I'm pretty stirred myself. Goodnight, honey." he said.

After hanging up, Harley felt all excited about seeing him Friday. She just wished she could pull a Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz and click her heals and she would be landing in LA, Friday afternoon. She just wanted to kiss his lips and feel his hands on her. She forgot what anticipation and desire was when you were falling in love.

Chapter 25

Chapter 25

Harley left just in time. Heather called and was pulling up with Ava. "Hi Daddy! Miss me?" she asked, giving him a hug. "You know it, sweetheart!" he answered. "Take your stuff upstairs, please. I have to talk to Mom." he said to her. Ava did as he asked after she kissed and hugged her Mom bye.

Heather looked at Richie, "What's up?"
"I just wanted you to know I'm going to be having a talk with Ava tonight." he informed her. "About?" she asked. "I'm seeing someone and it's taking somewhat of a serious turn. It's time I tell her and they meet." he said. "Serious huh? How serious, Rich?" she inquired, feeling a tinge of jealousy, but still cocky, knowing he'd never love anyone the way he did her. "I'm in love!" shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders. His hands in the air. "I haven't felt this in a very long time. I'm kinda blown away. I can't fuck this up." he said. "Who is she? If you don't mind me asking?" she wanted to know who she was, so she could size her up. "Your gonna laugh, Heth. Harley Stewart!" he said. Her eyes lit up with a smile on her face, "She's beautiful, Rich. She feel the same about you?" He nodded, "Yep!" he sighed. "She just left here 5 minutes before you called."
"She lives in LA?" Heather asked. "No, Nashville. She's on her way to the airport now." Heather nodded, understanding. "Think I'm gonna marry her!" he said and Heather felt the sting in her cheeks.
"Marry her?" she asked with disbelief. "Yeah! I mean not right now, but I feel a certain comfort with her that I haven't felt since you. I hope there isn't a problem with that?" he half heartedly asked. "Nope! Very surprised is all." softening to the idea a bit. "I understand. Imagine my surprise. Never thought I'd want to do that again." he said. "Good luck, Richie. I really just want you to be happy. You deserve that. You were a good husband." she said as she gave him a small hug. "Thanks Heth! Means a lot." he was happy that after all this time, she could say that to him. "Good luck with telling Ava. I think she will be ok." she told him as she headed out the door. "If you need reinforcement, call me, ok?"

Richie turned and headed back into the living room relieved that Heather would help him if needed. Sitting on the couch and smiling at what happened on it earlier that morning. "Hey, Ava?" he yelled.
From the distance he heard, "What?" yelled back down. Richie hated that. "COME HERE, PLEASE!" he yelled back. Richie's Mom and Dad taught him that you come running when called. He picked and chose his battles carefully with Ava. That wasn't really one worth having. "What's up?" Ava said running into the room. "Sit down, honey." he instructed, pointing to the chair accross the couch coffee table. "Did I do something wrong?" she asked. "I don't know, Ava, did you?" he questioned. "No, Daddy! So what's with the sit down?". Richie studdered a bit, searching for the right words. "Um, well" he didn't really know how to put it out there. "Spill it Pops!" she said laughing. Richie frowned and threw a couch pillow at her, which made him laugh. He loved Ava so much, he wanted her approval and acceptance. "I'm seeing someone, sweetheart." he just blurted it out. "Ok!" she said. "I think it's going to be very serious and I would like you to meet her. I've invited her to attend the award thingy with us." Ava raised her eyebrows, "What's her name?" she asked. "Harley" he said. "Question 2...How old is she?" Richie chuckled, "42" he answered. "Question 3...Kids?". Richie shook his head, "I'll answer any question you have, honey. None, she has no children." he said smiling at her, loving her curiousity and frankness. "Harley? What kind of name is that? Is she a biker chick, Dad?". Richie let out a loud laugh. "No, honey! She is a country singer. Not a biker chick!" he told her. "HARLEY STEWART, Dad?" Richie nodded, "The one and only!"
"Oh My GAWD!" She yelled. "That's super cool, daddy! I can't wait to meet her! I'm a big fan!" Ava informed him of something new. "Does she like you a lot too? Ya know her husband died, right?" she asked. "Yeah, she really likes me. I know about Tim. It's very sad." he told her. "Be nice to her, daddy! She may be fragile." Ava thought to give him advice. Richie found that to be extremely sweet. "I love you, sweetheart! Thanks for the advice. I promise to always be nice to her." he assured her.
"Cool! Can I go back upstairs now? Charlie is waiting for me to call her." she asked, really wanting to be done talking about this. "Go on!" he said as Ava jumped up heading upstairs. "Hey?" Ava stopped, "What?" she asked impatient. "Any homework?" he asked. "No!" she ran upstairs.

Ava was turning into a beautiful teenager. Her attitude was all teenager, but once in a while a very adult thing comes out of her mouth.

Chapter 24

Chapter 24

That night Harley dreamt, but she wasn't so sure it was a sweet dream. It began sweet, with her and Richie making love, but when she turned her head, Tim was there. Standing and watching her let Richie fuck her. She pushed Richie off her and told Tim she was so sorry. He asked her if she loved Richie. With tears, she said she believed she did, but that she would love him forever. Tim told her to be happy. Then he was gone, when she turned around, Richie was asleep. Almost like a dream, inside a dream. It was enough to wake her. Looking around the room, searching for any sign of Tim. Feeling guilty for wishing he was still there. Once she realized it was a dream, she turned to Richie and put her head on his chest. "I love you!" she said to him quietly. He was sleeping, but he heard her. Bringing his arms around her and holding her tight. She fell back to sleep.

Richie woke at a staggering 7 am. He was generally an early riser. Believing that the early bird always catches the worm. He snuck out of bed, trying not to wake her. Pouring himself some coffee, he went out by the pool to drink his coffee and check his Twitter. While reading his tweets, it hit him. She said 'I love you!'. Putting his iPad down, he replayed what he could remember in his mind. He remembered her laying her head down on his chest andher sweet words. What brought that on? Was she talking in her sleep? He would have to ask her. If she did say it, was he ready to go all in and say it back? He knew he told her he was falling in love but that is different than being all the way there. Richie wanted to go up there and wake her up. But he refrained. She needed her rest. Little did he know, she rolled over to curl up against him and he wasn't there. Harley go tup and brushed her teeth and headed down to find him.

He looked up and saw her in the door. He put everything down and walked over to her. She was pouting. He smiled, rubbed her arms, kissed her and asked "why the pouty lip, baby?" "I rolled over and you weren't there!" she said in a near whine. He pulled her in for a sweet good morning hug. "Did you sleep alright?" he asked, figuring it could be an open to discuss the 'I love you'. He didn't want to leave it unaddressed. "I did! Only woke once." pulling back, he looked at her, "yeah? would that be when you put your head on my chest?". She nodded, feeling a bit embarassed for what she had said. She thought he was asleep and didn't hear her. "Is there coffee?" Richie took her hand and walked her to the kitchen. Pulled downa  mug for her. She made herself a cup, when she looked up he was looking at her. "What?" she asked. "Did you mean it?" he asked, holding her gaze. "I mean everything I say, Rich. If I don't mean it, I don't say it." she explained, knowing what was coming. "you don't have to make a big deal out of it. I had a very bizarre dream and it left me feeling vulnerable and emotional. So my feelings came out." she said. Starting to walk past him, with her coffee, to where he was sitting outside. But he grabbed her and stopped her. Took her coffee and put it on the counter. richie lifted her onto the stool. Standing between her legs, "tell me about the dream" he said. "I don't want to. It's no big deal, babe." she said. "It left you feeling that way, it's a big deal to me, please, tell me?" he asked again. She took in a deep breath and sighed. "Fine" she agreed.

Harley told him about Tim coming to see her while they were having sex. But told him it wasn't just sex, taht he was making love to her, slowly. The expression on Richie's face only changed when she said she pushed him off her, to talk to Tim. Harley chose to not address the change of expression, but to continue on with Tim asking her if she loved him. At that point his face softened. He let her finish explaining that when she woke, those words had to be said. Richie took her face in his hands, I've never said this or felt this so fast before. It scares the shit out of me. But then I see your face, feel your touch, or hear your voice and I know it's right. I love you too. I want to know everything about you. I want to share everything about me with you." he said as tears flowed down her cheeks and he wiped one away with his thumb, the other, he kissed away softly. As he kissed the tear, she repeated "I love you". His lips found hers and their tongues couldn't wait to caress each others. Enough time had passed and Richie got hard as hell, touching her. His hands went down to her waist and slid her pants free. Harley couldn't pull his sweat pants down fast enough. She wanted him inside her and he needed to be inside her.

Pulling her to the edge of the chair, they're lips making sucking sounds and filling the air with moans of passion. They attacked each other's necks and ears. She felt him go inside her. She gasped as did Richie. "You feel so good, baby!" he told her. "I can't , can't get enough of you!" she responded, breathlessly. He thrust into her. Her legs wrapped around him, he picked her up and carried her to the sofa. Laying her down, sliding his hot shaft in and out, at a slow but steady pace. He wanted her shirt off. Trying to unbutton it, but she couldn't. He stopped, grabbed the shirt and tore it open. "Oh yeah" she said as he took a mouthful of her breast in his mouth. He started thrusting into her again., harder and deeper. Harley had exploded with a raging orgasm. Richie lifted her legs and pumped. You could hear him slap against her. He was lasting longer this time. She was still tight but he gained his endurance and stamina back. The new position sent Harley into another explosive wave. Back arched, yelling "Oh Richie, don't stop!" The second one was too much for him. He slammed his hot cum into her. She loved the face he made while fuckingher. Very much like watching him play guitar. He fell down on her, kissing her.

"I don't wanna leave." she confessed. "I want this everyday of my life."
"I have to tell Ava first, baby. Then you can come back, forever if you want." he said. "We really need to give her time to get used to me, before I just show up and stay." she said. Richie nodded, "I agree! I'm just gonna miss you so much", kissing her one last time before getting up.

Harley drank her coffee with Richie. Talking, laughing, planning when they may see each other again. Richie would be heading to Jon's in New Jersey to begin recording the new Bon Jovi album. Harley would begin writting her next album. "Hey, I'm being honored next week for my work with The Midnight Mission. You should come be my date." he suggested. Really hoping she would. "Is that going to give you time to tell Ava?" she asked. "I'm going to tell her tonight!" he answered. Harley smiled, "yes, I'll be your date." Looking at the time, she frowned. It was already time for her to pack and get her shower. Time just seemed to fly with Richie. Why couldn't it stay last night forever?

It was time for Harley to go. She knew she had to play it cool. There would be a lot of leaving each other for work. It's best to not make it weird or difficult for him. Richie felt it best to have a car pick her up and take her to the airport. The driver loaded the car and waited for her to finish saying her goodbye's. "I had a wonderful time, Rich." she said. "Me too, darlin'!" he said, softly kissing her.l She found she actually had to fight back a few tears. Hugging him and absorbing his smell, taste, and feel, so she could take it home with her. "See ya next week, gorgeous." he said. "Bye, baby." one final kiss. She turned and walked to the car. Harley blew Richie a farewell kiss, he blew one back. Getting into the car, she headed home to Nashville.

Both feeling sadness to say goodbye to each other, yet knowing they had to be careful. Moving too fast in a relationship could kill it. They had moved pretty fast as it was. They were in love, but still had so much to learn about each other.

Chapter 23

Chapter 23

Richie walked into the pool first. "Is it cold?" she asked. "Nope" he answered, "it's heated, honey. Come on!" as he went under the water. She felt better knowing that and walked right in. The water was cooling on her hot skin. The candles in the pool had long since burned out. richie began throwing them on the side of the pool. As he was doing that Harley came up from behind him and wrapped her arms and legs around him, hugging his back and sprinkled him with soft kisses. She let him go long enough for him to turn around. He swirled her around in the water, stopping only to kiss her sweet lips. "Baby?" he said wanting to ask her a question. "hmmm?" "What was your marriage like?" he asked. Harley pulled away from him and headed towards the shallow end. "You don't have to talk about it. I'm sorry, honey." he told her as she walked out of the pool. Richie followed behind. She was wrapping herself in a towel, when he grabbed one and said softly, "I didn't mean to upset you, really, I didn't.". "You didn't upset me. I'm just trying to think of how to describe it." she said.

Taking her by the arm, he led her to the same chair they had captured the rays and napped on earlier. As they sat side by side, she swallowed and began. "We had a great marriage, Richie. He was loyal, faithful, and he loved me with all that he had. He was my best friend and my partner in life. Then I lost him." she said, continuing "He was a strong man. A man who didn't believe in speaking his feelings much. Am I boring you?" she asked. "No, not at all. What do you mean by 'speaking his feelings'?" he asked. "He told me he loved me maybe twice in all the time we spent together." "He never said he loved you?" Richie asked with a complete sound of disbelief. "Never!" she said, looking at the pool. She looked back at Richie, "He felt that by being there, that should have told me. He'd always say 'If I didn't love you, I wouldn't be here!'" she explained. "You were ok with that?" he asked. "Well, no! But I guess I had to be. I loved him but we would have had our share of heated discussions in the beginning of our relationship. Sometimes, I just felt like I needed to hear those words. It still never changed anything. It just was, what it was. He was all I knew and I loved him."
"All you knew?" he asked. "Yeah, he was my first. I never knew anything before him." Harley looked at Richie, still with disbelief of what she was discovering with him. "You must have been beyond crushed and very lost after..." he said, trailing off. She nodded. "I was watching TV, some entertainment show or something like that and they showed you walking out of the church behind the funeral percession, and all I thought was how broken you must be. I could feel it. I said a prayer for you that night." That moved Harley so much, that when Richie started to speak again, Harley stopped him with a kiss on his lips. When she pulled back, she whispered so lightly, "I'm lonely, Richie. I want to fall in love again." Raising his hand to her face, "I think I'm already in love, darlin'" not giving her a chance to respond. The kiss was so passionate and powerful. Harley pulled herself up to straddle his lap, still kissing him. Deep thrusts and flickering of their tongues. She pulled herself from his lips. Looking at him softly, "I think I am too" he grabbed her with more force and kissed her again, nearly rocking her back off him. "If Ava didn't need to come home tomorrow, you wouldn't be leaving." he said. "So what now, Rich?" she asked. "We see eachother when we can. I'm so busy right now, but I'll make room for you." still kissing between sentences. "I'm going to be busy too. We will figure it out, right?". "Yeah, baby, we will. They may be stolen moments for a while but at least we get those.". Harley's lips melted into his. His hands roamed to her towel, opening the clasp and letting it fall to the chair. She wrapped her legs around him. Kissing each other, feverishly. His hands roaming the soft curves of her body. Harley took his hand and showed him where she needed and wanted it. She didn't have to show him much. He knew exactly what to do to her. He caressed her clit slowly. Causing her breathing to quicken. Richie wished he could fuck her but 3 times in one day, slowed him down a bit. He would find a way to give her what she needed. He would have to improvise and make it good. Harley's hips started moving in time with the way he was rubbing her. Richie slipped 2 fingers inside her, adding a third finger as he felt she could accept it. The kiss ended and he concentrated on thrusting in and out of her, hitting her G-spot with his long sexy fingers. Harley helped by beginning to rub her clit, with one hand, while holding onto Richie with the other. She was so fucking hot, he thought. Wanting to be hard and fucking her 24/7. Harley let out a moan "ahhhhh! Fuck me!" she demanded. As her pussy pulsated around his fingers, he knew she had a clitoral orgasm. He decided to not stop fucking her. He pushed her back just enought to put her nipple in his mouth, "Oh God, Richie!"  she squeeled, as she came for him. Harley was shaking, he took his fingers out and pulled her to him, holding her tight with both arms. "I'm sorry, I'm no spring chicken." he said. She put her finger over his lips to stop him from speaking. "Your perfect! Your so perfect, baby!" she said, moving her finger and kissing him again lightly. "Take me to bed?" she asked, grabbing her towe and covering herself. Richie stood and turned around. "Climb on!" he told her. "Are you sure, spring chicken?" she asked laughing. "HaHa!" He laughed. "Get up there!" Harley jumped gently on his back and he gave her a piggy back ride to the bedroom. He set her down gently on the bed. "Your so strong and sexy" she told him as she was walking to the bathroom to brush her teeth and hair. He followed her in, to do the same.

While brushing, they kept looking at each other in the mirror. Until Harley broke into a hysterical laugh, because Richie was making silly faces at her. He couldn't help but laugh at her reaction. Harley spit her toothpaste out, "I nearly chocked, dork!" Richie smiled with his own thoughts of what she could choke on, but felt best to keep that to himself. Harley dropped her towel and decided to tease him just a bit. Instead of getting into bed on her side, she crawled on her hands and knees across the bed. Giving a beautiful view from behind. What she didn't expect was for him to grab her hips and pull her back to him, biting an ass cheek. "Owww!" she yelled laughing. "Sorry, darlin'! but if you put that ass in my face, I'm gonna find something to do with it!" "That's ok! I kinda liked it!" she informed him while slipping under the sheets. Richie got in and pulled her to him. "Gnite beautiful. Sweet dreams." he told her. "They can't get much sweeter than this!" she said. Turning her head to be able to accept his kiss goodnight.

Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Harley couldn't eat anymore. Her tiny waist was stuffed. "Your done, baby?" he asked. Nodding and wiping her mouth with the napkin. "Eat! You don't have to stop because I'm done." she told him. "I'm actually good." he said, standing up and taking her hand and kissing the top of it as he pulled her off the seat, to him.

Harley bit her lower lip with nervousness. Not too sure what he had planned next. "Relax, sweetheart! Dance with me?" he pulled her to him. Putting his hand around her waist and took her other hand placing it next to his heart. Richie's favorite came on. Eric Clapton's "Wonderful Tonight". He whispered in her ear, "Perfect!". She closed her eyes and swayed slowly with him. Taking him into her senses, soul, and heart. He smelled heavenly. Her eyes never opened but Richie found his way to her lips. She let her hand slide around his neck. She swore that kissing him for all eternity, wouldn't be long enough. She didn't want him to see her buckle so easily. One dance and she was mush. The thing was, he knew. He was ready to give in too. Still dancing and flowing with each others moves, they gazed into each others eyes. Again, she felt he was reading her. Feeling another heated flush, she smiled and looked away. He seized the opportunity and went for her neck. Opening his mouth and letting his tongue discover the sweet taste of her skin. Her hands fisted up with his shirt. Her legs could barely hold her up anymore. Turning her head back, their tongues eager to touch again. Letting go of his shirt, Richie wasn't so forgiving with the tight grip he had on her back. He wanted her as close to him as he could have her.

Both breathing uncontrollably, at this point. Harley could feel Richie get harder and harder as he pressed against her. She pulled back from his kiss. Both of their lips glistening with wetness and slightly swollen from sucking. Bringing her arms down from around his shoulders and stepping away with all the strength she could find in her legs. Running her hands down his strong, hard arms. Pulling him to follow her. She walked inside the house. She was heading towards the stairs, when Richie stopped and pulled her back towards him. the fireplace was roaring and he had thoughts of wanting her on the fur rug in front of the fireplace. Harley looked at the rug and fire and knew what he wanted. "Ok, baby" she whispered before kissing him. She slid a strap of her dress off her shoulder. He trailed her every move with kisses on her shoulders, neck, ears. Harley pulled the clasp out of her hair, letting it fall. Then she released the other strap. Stepping away slightly from Richie. Her eyes never leaving his. Bringing her arms to her side, rotating a shoulder slightly, enough for the yellow sating dress to fall to the floor. Still holding his stare, but not for long. When the gown fell, she was naked. Richie moaned realizing she had absolutely nothing on undernearth that dress all night.

She walked to him and finished unbuttoning his shirt and took it off. His pants still on, he pulled her against him. Parting her lips with his tongue. His left hand went straight to her nipple. Harley could feel the rough calloused fingertips and it pierced her to the core. Richie was wearing knitted woven khaki pants with no belt. A simple tug and they hit the floor. He also had nothing on underneath. She loved his freedom. As they kissed he slowly took her over to the rug. Kneeling down first he kissed her flat stomach. She had a firm stomach but not too hard. He loved every part of her body. She went down on her knees. Continuing with the very hot and passionate kissing. He leaned her backwards and she quickly flung her arms around his shoulders to hold on as he placed her in position. He layed on top of her kissing and licking her neck, shoulders, and working his way to her perfect tits. His sucking made sweet music in her ears, not to mention the very sensation itself, that could make her cum, if done long enough. He came back up kissing her again. Harley moved in such a way that made him roll over with her landing on top of him. Exactly what she wanted. She wanted him in her mouth. To taste him. Laying on top of him, she was kissing him deeply. Her legs on each side of him. His cock was against her clit and Harley couldn't help but ride him. The fire was making them hot and causing them both to have droplets of sweat form on their bodies. Richie reached for her hips, running his long sexy fingers over her ass. Helping her to grind into his hardness. Lifting herself off his chest just enough to apply extra pressure to her throbbing clit. Her breathing loud, her hands on his chest, perching over him. Her moans getting louder. Harley exploded into her orgasm. Richie watched her. She was so fucking beautiful and sexy. He wanted to make her feel that ecstasy all the time. She brought her head down to his chest and kissed and licked every part she could, that would please him. Working her way down. He tasted of salt, the way a man should. This time he wasn't stopping her. Richie had the perfect amount of hair around his cock. Keeping it trimmed. Harley rubbed her face in it. Fully aware that his huge cock was against her cheek. Turning her head slightly, she stuck her tongue out and gave it a little lick. Then kissing it, she loved how it jumped for her. Thinking to herself how she would put the entire thing in her mouth. She would give it her best. Her hand caressed it and brought it standing up. She saw the droplet of his juices on the tip. Taking her tongue, she put it in her juice and spread it around the tip of his head. Richie, taking a breathe in through gritted teeth. Harley opened her mouth wideand slide down past his head. She relaxed her thoat muscles and went even further. Richie held her hair and watched her take him in. He was shocked at how much she took. Richie's breathing increased and his moans more promounced. Her hand caressed his beautiful balls. They were firm and getting very full of his hot cum. Now licking the sides of his cock and the rim, sending him into overdrive. He knew he had to stop her soon. If he didn't he would cum in her mouth. Not wanting it to end that way. Little did he know, Harley knew he was close. One last lick downward and she headed to his balls and licked his balls. He watched her, damn she was good at this. Suddenly he felt wet warmth around his balls. She was swollowing them. One at a time, she took them into her mouth. She kissed the inside of his thighs, sucking so hard, she left a little mark, knowing exactly what she was doing. Kissing her way back up his chest, there tongues met before their lips touched. Loving that he wasn't afraid to taste himself. She put her hand down between them, lifting his cock and putting it in her. She groaned as he went inside her. "It's been a long time, baby. I may be rusty" she said, winded. "Nah, it's like getting back on a horse. I'll help ya, baby." as he said that, he lifted his hips, making her gasp, "AHHHH". He wasn't stopping to ask her if she was alright. Figuring if she wasn't, she would stop him. Harley rocked back and forth and Richie kept thrusting his hips upwards in perfect rhythm. Harleys hair was wet from sweating. Richie could feel her wetness all over him. Her juices running down his balls. He felt the need to take control. He grabbed her and brought her down to him for a kiss and rolled her over. Pulling himself out of her he sat up on his knees, between her legs. Kissing the insides of her ankles. Harley sat up and without a word swallowed his cock with her mouth. Stroking with her hand tightly. He pulled her away. He was too close. He layed her back down and lifted both legs over his shoulders and put his rock hard cock back inside her. Leaning over her, her legs in the air, Richie pumped his hips. He hoped she'd cum soon, as he was not going to hold for long. She was still extremely tight around him. Harley looked down and saw his massive hardness pumping in her. Sending a waive of hot feverish shocks through her body. Arching her back and digging her nails into his arms. "Yeah, baby! Cum for me!" he said going faster but staying steady. Richie's breathing really loud with groans, he slammed into her one last time, as his hot juice burst inside her. His head tilted back. Harley held his face in her hands as he came. His body jerked a few times before laying his body down on her. Kissing her softly, Harley relaxed her legs. "you know what I would really love?" she asked. A small kiss on her cheek and he said "what would you love?"
"After being by this very hot fire, a dip in your pool sounds so good" she said. "I am totally up for some skinny dippin, come on" he said. He jumped to his feet. Harley started to stand but was very unsteady. Sitting back down, "Richie? Hand, please?" she asked. "You ok?" slightly embarassed. She nodded "Yes, just have jelly legs, right now." Putting a big smile on his face, Richie helped her up.

Chapter 21

Chapter 21

Richie sat down on the couch thinking about everything that was happening. This was a whirlwind. He was supposed to be sweeping her off her feet, but it seemed she was sweeping him off his. How would he tell Ava he had fallen in love in such a short time?

He looked up and saw her walking back down the stairs. She had put on a very beautiful satin, yellow dress with spaghetti straps. Her hair had been put up, exposing all the sexy beauty in her neck and jaw line. Walking over to the stairs, he took her hand. Looking at her with complete wonderment. "I don't know if I can eat now! Your a complete knock out, baby!". Harley smiled softly, standing close enough to slow dance. Sliding her arms around his shoulders. His lips so close to hers, she could feel his hot breath on her lips. Tugging slightly on his head, just enough for his lips to melt into hers. She opened her mouth to take in his tongue. This kiss was different. It was deep, like the others but it was slower. His hands wrapped tightly around her waist, sliding to the small of her back, where he realized her dress was backless. Liking it so much, he let out a moan. The kiss ending just in time to catch some air. Harley brought her hand down to his face, caressing his cheek with her thumb. She was flushed in her cheeks. She didn't care if they ate or not. Her breathing wasn't stable and he knew it. She took his lips again. This time she slid her tongue in his mouth. Bending his knees slightly, to get a good grip on her, he lifted her off the floor, with full intentions of laying her on the sofa. But he stopped himself. Putting her down, "sorry, I got a little carried away, darlin'" he told her. "No baby, I think that was me who was being carried away. Don't ever be sorryf or that." His hand around her bare neck, running his thumb along her jaw line. "We need to eat NOW! Otherwise, we won't." He took her hand and guided her to the beautiful pool side table, lit with candles and a standing vase filled with beautiful red roses, which was next to her seat. What looked to be a bottle of champagne chilling on ice. She frowned slightly and turned to him, "Champagne?" she asked. "No sweetheart, sparkling cider." He pulled her chair out for her and she sat down. "This is all so beautiful, Richie." There were candles floating in the pool. "You really didn't need to go to all this trouble."
"It's no trouble. It's a beautiful evening, for a beautiful woman.". Harley felt the heat rise to her face and she looked down at the table. "I've never had sushi before and I'm trying to have an open mind about it. What do I do?" she asked, making him laugh. Richie showed her how to eat sushi. She actually liked it, although it wasn't something she would want everyday.

Her favorite part of the dinner was Richie sitting so close to her, so he could feed her sushi with chop sticks. Occasionally between bites they're lips would come together. Harley couldn't believe this was happening. This had to be the most romantic evening she'd ever experienced. Tim loved her deeply but he was a proud cowboy. A romantic evening for him was riding the horses together and sitting on the porch or watching Nascar together. Harley accepted it and loved Tim for the man he was. But Richie was hitting all the girlie spots inside her. Her wants and desires that she never really let herself pay too much attention to. Was it really possible to fall in love with a man so different from what she had loved before? He made her feel like a beautiful, sexy woman. Like she was the only woman in the world, that mattered.

Chapter 20

Chapter 20

Stunned she gasped and turned to look at him. “Could you be anymore of a romantic?” she asked. He laughed, “So it’s good?” “Yes, it’s wonderful!”, planting a kiss on his lips. “Let me go freshen up a minute and I’ll be back” she said nearly skipping to the staircase. He liked seeing her this happy.

Richie’s phone rang, it was his publicist, Dan. “Hey man, what’s up? Kinda busy.”

“Yeah? Wouldn’t happen to be with Harley Stewart, would it?” he asked. Richie’s mouth flew open. “Who and what was said?” he asked as he saw Harley flying down the stairs with her phone in hand. “It’s out!” she said to him. “What do we do?” she asked him. “Dan, hang on a sec, bud.” he put Dan on mute. Harley did the same to her publicist. “What do you want to do?” he asked her. “Richie, you have a daughter to think of. I have nobody, but my fans. It should be your decision. I’m ok with whatever you decide.” she said. Knowing it had to come from him. He took Dan off mute, “Dan?” “Yeah?” “You can confirm that Harley Stewart and I are in fact a couple.” Dan yelled out, without even a thought, “No shit?!” Richie chuckled “No shit! You can also say that we are very happy, ok?” Dan asked Richie if he should tell them for how long they had been seeing each other. “No! It’s nobody’s business!” he said and hung up. Harley told her publicist the same thing. Only difference is her publicist said “This may be a bad light on you, Harley.” “I don’t care. I’ll come through it. All they want is to see me happy and I am. Once they see it and see he’s not what they think, it’ll be ok” she assured her then hung up. Richie heard what she said and went over to her, wrapping his arms around her. “I’m sorry, baby. You probably weren’t ready for this.” he said. “It’s alright. I’m more ready than you think.” she said. “You have Ava, like I said. I have my fans. Yours is a little more personal and precious, baby.” Richie told her he would tell Ava about them Sunday night. They seemed to have gotten lost in each other’s eyes. Harley forgot what she went upstairs for. Snapping free from him. “Freshening up, right!” she said, pointing upstairs. Feeling very silly. “I’ll be back” she said. “Ok, darlin. I’ll be waiting.” Harley ran back up the stairs thinking, she won’t keep him waiting for long.