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Caressing his ass, I pulled him harder into me, hungry for more. He stroked my breasts, squeezing before he tore himself away from our kiss, lowering his lips to my nipple. My breathing labored and I couldn’t contain myself any longer. His thick shaft stroked my G-spot while his piercing rammed my cervix mercilessly. My walls clamped down on his throbbing cock.
He raised up, pressing his palms into the chair on each side of my head. “Cum.” He crashed his lips into mine, stifling my screams. We both came together, basking in the vulnerability, knowing any neighbor could walk down the resident-only beach any moment.
Swallowing hard, I attempted to catch my breath and wet my dry throat. He gazed deep into my eyes, caressing my cheek as he studied my expression. Sliding a wandering thread of my hair away, he kissed me, then rested his forehead on mine.
“Holy shit, we’re engaged,” he panted.
I snickered. “I know.” With a wide grin, I held my ring up, staring at it.
Curling his fingers around my hand, he brought it to his lips.
* * *
“Whoaaa, long driveway,” I commented as Chance drove through the tall, black metal gates of Tobyn Moss’s Beverly Hills home, passing a multitude of assorted statues lining the winding path.
“Imagine roaming around out here in the middle of the night and these things coming to life.” I joked, but the thought was terrifying.
He laughed. “Wait until you see the place.” Glancing at me for a split second, he winked.
The moment the car rounded the corner, I sat up straight, peering out the windshield at the lengthy fountain in the middle of the driveway, surrounded by a flowerbed and more stone sculptures.
“This guy loves statues.” I snickered. “I’m beginning to think he’s Medusa.”
He chuckled again as the car slowed to a halt.
The mansion was mostly secluded by ample trees and shrubbery, but the grand entrance displayed a dramatic limestone archway with a sturdy, hand carved ornate, wooden door. It didn’t seem asgrandas I would have expected. But something about the place felt familiar. Wrinkling my brow, I glanced back at the fountain, knowing I’d seen it somewhere before.
The huge front door opened, and we were greeted by a stunning blonde woman who had just enough plastic surgery to notice, but not enough I would’ve considered it overboard. She wore a friendly smile and seemed genuinely happy to have company.
“Welcome, welcome!” She announced in a foreign accent as she stepped forward, hugging me just inside the foyer. “You’re so gorgeous, ahhh! I’m Melanie.”
Giggling nervously, I surveyed the magnificent space with tremendous pillars, carved molding, and volumes of luxurious décor. I was sure it set the tone for the entire house. I then realized the place was much larger than the front appeared.
“You are too!” I finally replied, peeling myself away. “I’m Amber.”
She hugged Chance, kissing his cheek. “Good to see you again, love.”
Stepping back, he pulled me close to his side just as her infamous husband approached, ending a phone call, tucking his phone in his pocket. I didn’t think I’d be starstruck, but I was. Dating Chance came with understanding you’d be around endless celebrities. I’d been in the presence of many by now, but nothing compared to Tobyn Moss. He was the biggest name among Hollywood directors and writers, not to mention handsome. I gulped as he came to a stop in front of us, grinning and holding his hand out.
Reluctantly, I extended mine, placing my palm in his. “Hi, Mr. Moss.”
He guffawed, clasping his other hand over mine. “Tobyn. Don’t you dare call me Mr. Moss. We’re friends now.”
Chance snorted.
“We’ll take the party out to the terrace where there are drinks and hors d’oeuvre.” Melanie waved her hand, leading us through the house.
“She’s French,” Chance leaned close to my ear, whispering as we followed her.
“Ah, okay.” I nodded.Wow! It was the only word I could use to describe the mansion. It went on forever. As I studied the surroundings, I was now positive I’d seen it somewhere, but I’d never been anywhere like this.
The moment we stepped onto the terrace, I gasped at the opulent view. A grand cement fountain was the focus of the décor, as it sat centered on the elevated veranda. A long elegantly adorned table, complete with impeccably assembled cuisines and wines, was set up nearby.
Chance guided me to the edge of the half wall.No freaking way!I sighed to myself as my eyes widened. A staircase on each side of the terrace led down to long multi-level rectangular fountains pouring into an enormous swimming pool. Ancient-style columns enveloped the pool, offering a bathhouse ambience.
It was then I spun on my heels to Tobyn and his wife. That view confirmed where I knew the mansion. My mouth fell agape.
“You own the house from The Godfather!” I clasped my hands over my mouth. “I’m so sorry. It’s just—” I took a deep breath. “My father would flip out if he were here. He’s a huge fan of those movies. I grew up watching them with him.”
