Page 28 of The Rich One

I do as he instructs, while also pushing out my ass more than necessary into his crotch. The low growl that follows gives me a satisfied smile.

“Yeah, just like that. Now keep your eye on the ball, and I’ll help you.” He clears his throat before moving my arms up and to the side, ready to swing down and hit the ball.

It goes quite far, so far that it lands on the green, and I turn to wrap my arms around Tyler’s neck, planting an excited kiss on his luscious lips.

“That was quite the shot there, young lady. Tyler’s clearly a great coach.” Graham—the tallest of the two men we’ve been paired with today—lets out an almighty laugh as he grabs his own wife by the waist and whispers in her ear. Whatever it is, she likes it as she starts giggling like a schoolgirl while he burrows his face into her neck.

“That he is, Graham. That he is.” I allow my hand to slide down Tyler’s back, resting it just above his ass with my head against his chest as we watch Thomas take his shot to the green.

“You’re gonna pay for that little ass trick as soon as I get you alone.” It’s not a promise he’s whispering into my ear, it’s a threat. I can’t help but be excited about how Tyler plans on ‘punishing’ me.

“Why wait until we’re alone?” I sass back at him, lowering my hand discreetly so it’s now fully on his ass.

“Getting cocky now, are we?” His low voice paired with a smug grin are the perfect panty-melting combination. That, and the fact that he’s richer than God are reasons he likes to pay for my company. With me, he knows what he’s getting. He knows I’m not trying to marry him for his money or contacts. I’m just doing my job, and we have fun while we’re at it. This is why we work.

I raise a brow at him, a half-smile playing on my lips as my hand finds its way to his lower back, skirting the top of his ass with my fingertips. True to form, he responds with a low growl, like the refined savage that he is. Whoever ends up with this man for life will be a very lucky lady indeed.

Thomas and Graham are finished with their initial shots, so we all climb back into the carts and head over to the green so they can finish the game. Sitting in the passenger side, Tyler leaves the driver’s side for me to slide into.

On the short ride to the green, Tyler slips his hand down the front of my pants to slowly rub at my clit before dipping a finger inside me. It only lasts a few moments before we arrive, and as soon as we do, he removes his finger and puts it to my lips. He nudges them open as he slowly slides his finger inside my mouth, and I willingly suck myself off him, flicking my tongue over the tip of his finger.

We keep eye contact for a brief second before he’s up and choosing his putter for this last shot. If we make it back to the room after this without fucking, I’ll be surprised.

“So, how long have you known Tyler?” It’s the first time one of these women has spoken to me all day. They’ve kept to themselves and their own cart mostly, giggling and chatting with each other, happily ignoring my existence. I get it, I’m not one of the elite. I’m not in their circle. All they know of me is what they’ve seen at corporate events and gatherings—and I’m okay with that.

I plaster on a fake smile before answering, remembering the back story we agreed to as part of the contract. “A while.” I lower my gaze slightly, as if I’m shy when talking about my relationship with Tyler. “We’ve known each other for a few years, and recently we decided to make a go of it.”

The brunette sneers at me, nudging the one with cropped blonde hair lightly before plastering on her own fake smile. It’d be nice to meet some genuine women at these events, but I guess that’s why Tyler hires me, so he doesn’t have to deal with these unbearable snobs.

“So, are you the reason he broke it off with Cora?” The brunette stares at me, her synthetic lips pursed in accusation.

I’m about to snark back at the bitch before the blonde gently rests a hand on my arm and leans in.

“Don’t worry about her, she’s all up in Cora’s ass.”

I give her a thankful smile and turn to her friend.

“Not that it’s any of your business, but no. Tyler and I got together after his wife cheated on him with his best friend. You know, the guy she’s with right now.”

“Well that’s not the story Cora told us, is it?” She looks to her friend for backup. But she gets none.

“Jessica, let it go.” The blonde turns to give me a subtle wink as the men come back over to join us.

Tyler and I walk back over to our cart. Behind me, I can hearJessicamaking snide remarks, but fuck it. Not my circus.

A few minutes later, Tyler has said his goodbyes to Thomas, Graham, and their wives. We’re now on our way to park the cart before heading up to our room to change for the gala this evening.

Only, we’re not going in the right direction, we’re heading toward some kind of utility shed that’s between a big hill and a small lake.

“Tyler, where are we going?” I’m not worried, just curious.

“You didn’t think I was going to give you your punishment in the comfort of our room, did you?” The lustful grin that spreads over his face reminds me of how damp I already am. “Switch places with me.”

“While we’re moving?”

He doesn’t answer, just raises a brow and gives me a “Go ahead, defy me” look.

It’s not going particularly fast, but the small thrill of switching places while the cart is moving—rubbing against his cock as I do—has me laughing and forgetting that bad shit ever happens.

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