"If you don't like the stove, tell me and we'll get a new one."Ares touched a panel; the light wood kitchen came into view.Gorgeous countertops.A huge sink.
“This is a La Cornue stove.”Touching it felt like stepping behind the velvet rope.
“That’s what my designer told me.Do you like it?I don’t expect you to cook for us every night.I’ll get rid of it.”Ares rubbed his hand behind his neck.
She could barely look at him because if she did, she would burst into tears.
But she wrapped her arms around his waist.“It's the kitchen right out of my dreams.”
“I told you, we’re going to dream together, baby.”
He swept his lips against hers and kissed her.Her heart beat wildly against her ribs as she tried to process what this space meant but it didn’t matter.The deepening of the kiss drove out her worries and she didn’t care, she’d be happy as long as she was with him, no matter where he brought her.
“So much more to see,” Ares guided her out of the kitchen.
“Are there curtains?I might feel like I'm on display here.”
"Yes, there are custom made screens that come up but there's no neighbours.That's all coast out there disappearing into the mountains.The closest neighbours are six acres away.”
They passed a dining room, with a low long stone table and curved chairs.
Further into the house, the flooring changed to plush carpet.
Plants were dotted throughout the house, in little insert nooks and shelves.Art hung on the walls that divided the space.
“This is my office,” Ares held her hand, stepping into a room with lots of bookshelves and a round circular desk.“Watch this.”
He pressed a panel on the wall and frosted screens came up.“Okay, I’m in a different world.”
“This way I can be in here working with privacy and its soundproofed.I won’t hear your music or our Goldendoodle playing.”
“Ares, I can’t believe this house.”
“Believe it,” He took her in his arms, pulled her to his chest, leaned down and kissed her.His tongue found hers, stroking it in a light dance until her head swam and her pussy throbbed.
“Let me show you the gym.”He touched the panel on the wall, the glass walls disappearing, and he led her next door to a gym with a rowing machine, free weights, and a treadmill.
“I don’t think I’ll use this room much.”
“Every room on this side has soundproofing and panels built in.You won’t hear my music.”
“Your old man music?”Josie flashed him a grin.
“Brat,” Ares patted her ass and she leaned against him, giggling.
“Come on more to see,” he took her hand and led her back to the hallway.
“It feels like we are walking in a circle.”
“Yes, this part of the house does feel like that.A designer lived in these houses and this one they used as their showroom.”
Down a hallway with colourful art on the walls, brought them to a sitting room with cozy couches, and a floating table.
"Outside here is the balcony and outdoor entertaining area."
Josie couldn't understand what she was seeing.
"A guest bedroom.”
