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"No, you started this when you walked in here today." She reached into my shorts, and I groaned as her fingers wrapped around me. "Now, finish it."

I kissed her hard, reached down, and pulled her legs up over my hips. She rested one foot on the stack next to us, and it shook but seemed sturdy enough. The other she wrapped around my waist. I pushed her panties to the side, and she did the rest.

I pressed into her, loving the way she gripped me. I reached around her neck and unzipped her dress, pulling it down far enough for me to capture one of her nipples in my mouth as I pounded into her.

She moaned with each thrust, quieter than our night in the hotel. I wondered where the people were. Didn't a vineyard take many people to maintain?

A door rattled on the other end. I stopped.

"Hey, don't stop."

"What if someone walks in?" I asked.

"Then you’d better hurry up," she said, and the sexy glint in her eye almost made me unload right there.

"You first," I said.

She gripped my hips and pulled me to her.

"Same time, okay," she said.

I grinned and nodded. With my hand on her upper back, I pulled her to me so my mouth was next to her ear. With my other hand, I reached under her skirt and played with her center, driving her to orgasm. I had to hurry because I was close.

"Yes. Keep doing that." She panted, and it came out muffled into my shoulder.

"Oh, fuck, you feel good," I said with a groan.

"Yes." She gasped.

"Now," I whispered and pressed in her one more time. She clung to me. Her orgasm pulled mine out, and I shuddered as I released inside her. My orgasm seemed to push hers further as she shook and moaned my name.

Love that sound.

I ran my hand up to her neck and tilted her head to stare into her eyes. I kissed her gently. When our heart rate returned to normal, I put her down.

I stepped back a few feet and got dressed, taking in her disheveled sight. Her swollen lips, dress askew, hair ruffled—God, she was beautiful. She stared back. We both jumped when the door at the end of the room rattled.

I started to walk away but stopped.

"You don't do that with every potential investor, do you? You know, like the when they give away a free iPad for just taking the tour?"

"Shut up." She punched me in the gut, but I grabbed her, pressed her back against the wall, and kissed her. She giggled against my lips.

She got my stupid sense of humor.

This girl's a keeper.

Please let me not have said that out loud. What was she doing to me?

She excused herself and went to clean up in the bathroom in the back. I heard voices outside and stepped out to meet Calvin and Mr. Darielle.

"Donovan, did Chai show you everything?" he asked.

"Absolutely."

Calvin caught the smirk on my face and looked away.

"Chai showed me everything. The winemaking process is fascinating."

"I think so too." He put his arm around my shoulder. "Just wait until harvest time, then you can really see a vineyard at work."

I nodded, and we headed back to the main building.

I liked the man. Although I felt guilty for defiling his daughter a few minutes earlier. Not sorry … but guilty all the same.