Wanting It All: Michael and Sarah

by Steele, C. M.

  “Amore, you look amazing, stunningly perfect.” He still had the shocked look on his face, causing me to giggle and blush in nervous embarrassment.

  “Thank you, my deliciously handsome man.”

  “I am going to have to fight them off with a stick.” I hoped to hell I wouldn’t have to get into a fight tonight, because I planned to rip that thing off when we got home. When I was staring at her breasts, I noticed she was wearing the necklace, good girl.

  “I am sure I will probably be going to jail tonight. If any man stares at my sexy woman, I am going to have to kill him. Or I am going to have to fuck you in a public place because I can’t resist you for so long. We will not be staying long tonight. Promise?”

  “Absolutely, Michael, I don’t want to go to jail for lewd acts in a public place.”

  Paul drove us to the event in the town car. I didn’t need or want the limo. We had plans to be in and out of the function as soon as possible and the less attention we drew to ourselves, the better. Plus, there is a lot more room in a limo, making it much easier to fuck each other. I didn’t want to chance fucking up her hair or dress by giving her a good pounding.

  We arrived late and entered the gala with it in full swing. It seemed as though we were the last to enter, thank fuck. It was not more than one minute after giving our coats to the coat attendant before we were hounded by some of my business acquaintances. Immediately, I pointed out that Sarah was my girlfriend. I was proud to have her as mine, and I wanted every man in the room to know who she belonged to.

  We had been speaking to Mr. and Mrs. Wilson about our new puppy when Roderick Holmes and his date, who was none other than Brandi herself, walked up.

  “How wonderful it is to finally meet you, Miss Owen. I have heard many things about you.” Roderick Holmes stuck out his hand and took Sarah’s into his, kissing it with old world charm. I tried to keep cool. It was nothing, but I didn’t like the look he gave her. I had to watch this arrogant old fuck.

  “Oh please, Rick, stop flirting with the little whore.” Everyone’s mouth opened wide. I turned red with anger and pulled Sarah close to me, wrapping my hand around her waist.

  “Brandi, enough dear. She has had a bit too much to drink and is still wounded by Michael’s betrayal.” His words were meant to be a dig, but it hadn’t worked, one bit.

  “I didn’t betray her. We were never a couple to begin with. So act civilized and leave Sarah out of your bitterness. Excuse us. Amore, let’s go.” I started to lead the way to the drinks just to get away from Brandi, but I was halted when Sarah jerked back and not of her own volition. Brandi had latched on to Sarah’s wrist. If I was ever going to pop a woman in the mouth, it would be her ass.

  “Let go of me, you gold digging tramp.” Sarah growled her words at Brandi. That’s my girl. I was proud as hell.

  “You think you are something special, but you are nothing but an ugly, poor, dirty slut and he only wants you because he hates your ex-boyfriend. He will come back to me. Men like him always do.” Holmes pulled her back and gave Sarah an apologetic look. I didn’t trust him for shit. He hated my success and would gladly try to ruin me. The way he was looking at Sarah, financially was not the way he was going to go. If he tried to separate us, I would bury him.

  “Sarah, baby, are you okay? I am sorry.” I checked her wrist to make sure that bitch hadn’t done any damage to my girl. It was red, but there was no evidence that a bruise would appear.

  “Michael, don’t be sorry. That whore is delusional and drunk. She can’t help that you are the whole package. She wants it all, but got stuck with someone old enough to be her dad. I am just glad you are with me.”

  “Thank you, baby. I love you.” We walked to the bar and got our drinks. I introduced her to many people at the party. All of the people really liked Sarah, and a lot of them told me I was smart to corner her to work for me, so I could get her to be my girl. We sat at we table and tried to enjoy our thousand dollar plates of food, but Brandi sat not very far away and had been shooting daggers at my woman. To piss me off, her fuck buddy was smiling at Sarah. The band had started to play as the last of the tables were cleared of food.

  “Do you want to dance?” I stood then bent down toward my lovely lady. I held my hand out for her to hold as she rose in that barely there gown.

  “I would love to, my good sir.” I stood daintily to join my handsome companion. Michael had me wrapped tightly in his arms as we danced around the room together. Our movements were on display for all to see, including that very angry and vindictive bitch Brandi.

  Once we danced to two songs we were going to make our break for it, but I had to use the ladies room. He let me walk there alone against his wishes, but I insisted I would be fine. It was a crowded party, full of the wealthy. I wasn’t worried, not even about the bitch. We hadn’t had to speak to Holmes or Brandi after our initial encounter, but that reprieve would be gone as he waited for me. I didn’t really know much about Holmes except he and Michael were competitors.

  I entered the bathroom and thankfully there was not a wait. I really had to pee and my dress was tight as hell. Once I finished and went to wash my hands, I was stopped in my tracks when I saw my nemesis.

  “Barbie, what do you want now?” I mean mugged the bitch. Frankly I was tired of her attitude, and I wasn’t going to stand by while she kept going for Michael.

  “You are so stupid. I don’t know what he sees in you. I don’t know what either of them see in you. You will never be like me, so you should just stop.”

  “Thank goodness, I wouldn’t want to be anything like you. You are a pathetic whore who won’t take no for an answer. If my man wanted you he would have you, but obviously he doesn’t.”

  “He can’t have me because he is impotent. Since you are lousy in bed and some freak who doesn’t like sex, I am sure it is no big deal to do without it.” Brandi had accidently given more information up to me than she meant to because the only one of her lovers that had ever said something so ridiculous was Jason.

  “You slept with Jason, didn’t you?” I accused, the dumb whore who gave me a smug look from her skanky face.

  “Of course I did.”

  I walked up to the sink and washed my hands. I lifted my head to look at the smug Brandi through the mirror. I couldn’t wait to see how smug her ass was after I say what I have to say.

  “Wow, so you chased after Michael and he still wanted me. You slept with my ex-boyfriend and yet, he still came to me to try and get me back. Perhaps you’re the lousy lay, or is it that you have the figure of a fifteen year old boy who forgot to eat for a week.”

  I turned to walk out of the bathroom and looked my enemy directly in her shocked eyes, and said, “By the way, Michael is not impotent at all. He gives me his big cock every day and night.” I smiled as I walked out of the bathroom. The look on Brandi’s face was priceless, all signs of superiority were gone… good. I was glad I could put her in her fucking place. My cheerful attitude disappeared when I couldn’t find Michael. I wandered the ballroom looking for him. It was right outside, the side door leading to a balcony, that I spotted Michael and Roderick with their backs to me and in a heated discussion.

  “It is amazing that you would pass on Brandi. She gives head really well, and she lets you take her up the ass.” I could not believe what I was overhearing, but instead of announcing myself, I just continued to listen in.

  “You have no filter on that mouth of yours, do you? I don’t need a dirty slut like her. She was just a means to an end.”

  Roderick laughed like I was fucking a comedian. The only reason I was out there was because I didn’t want Sarah to talk to the fuck. “Yes, I see. I can see why you hid your pretty assistant. I hear she was well sought after, but had decided to take time off and then you snatched her up. She had the potential to work for me and after seeing her in person, I would have definitely hired her gorgeous self. Even without the work experience.”

  “Watch your mouth, Holmes.” I wa
s starting to lose my patience with Holmes. I was glad when Maddie told me that Sarah was taking some personal time and had the funds to do so. If she didn’t, I would have found a way to cater to her with her aunt’s help. I think I could have pulled it off. I had to keep her from finding another job, and I would have to do it soon. We were adversaries in business sometimes, especially when it came to getting new clients. I seemed to always beat him out. Now this guy wanted to steal my assistant and by the looks of it, more than just that, my woman.

  “Does she know about your past? I know Brandi doesn’t know, because if she did, she still wouldn’t be chasing after you. Does she know that Vitale is not your real last name and that those two people you call parents aren’t your real parents? I wonder if she knew if she would stick around. She comes from a hard working well to do family. Maybe if she was told, then maybe I can get her, not just as my assistant. I would like her sexy ass as my lover. Just be careful because I will take her, too.” Was this old man serious? Did he realized I would do anything I could to keep her safe and with me.

  “You fucking touch her and I will kill you. Nobody would ever find your body if you go anywhere near her. Do I make myself clear?” I was practically in his face, daring him to touch me. I would love to drop his ass.

  “Hmmm, I see that the street rat is still in you.” He stepped back pretending to be above me.

  The fucker was baiting me. I knew he wanted my clients and I had a feeling that his ass was involved in the fire setup.

  “Don’t test me, you prick.” Michael huffed away and from the look in his eyes, he was on the hunt. Fuck, he might be looking for me. When I realized that I would be caught eavesdropping, I left the area in a hurry. My heart was beating fast when I got to the bar. I asked for a glass of water just as Michael walked up behind me. He encircled his strong arms around my waist. “Hi, beautiful, thirsty? Have I told you lately that I love you?”

  “It has been a little while.” I turned around in his arms. “I love you, too.”

  “Your water, Miss.” The bartender gave me the glass of water. I shared it with Michael before we called for the car to come around. Once we retrieved our coats and walked out, we were feeling warmer than when we arrived, despite the brisk air of March. Maybe it was the adrenaline that was pumping in our veins. I guess I was going to have to find out what he was hiding and why he was hiding it from me, but right now all I wanted to do was to go home and make love to my Michael.

  I was happy to get the fuck away from all the bothersome people trying to come between Sarah and myself. I felt worried about Sarah finding out about my life before the Vitales rescued me. What if she didn’t want her kids to have my fucked up DNA? I didn’t want to contemplate such a fucking thing. Damn, why did I let that fuck get to me again? It’s like I am a fucking glutton for punishment. I kissed my girl several times before we got in the car because I really needed it. Those kisses that she gave me, so freely were filled with the magic that was Sarah. Each and every time our lips met, the electricity that flowed through me had my heart racing overtime.

  Paul pulled up and opened the back door for Michael and me to enter. “Paul, how is Frankie?”

  “Frankie? Is that the little puppy’s name?” Michael asked me, smiling. Whatever happened in his past didn’t seem to matter anymore, at least not for me.

  “Yes, that is what I named him.” I was proud of the name I gave him. He looked like a Frankie to me.

  “He was playing and running all day. Happy little guy, but he did chew on your new shoes, the silver ones. I am sorry, but when I came back from dropping you off, he was gnawing on the heel.”

  “Oh no, my silver pumps? No! Those cost a fortune.”

  “Don’t worry, my dear, I will get you new ones.”

  I pouted at the injustice of losing my first expensive pair of shoes. They were Louboutins and were a big chunk of my first paycheck.

  “It’s my fault. I was deciding which pair to wear with the dress. I must have left them out on the floor.” Michael tugged on my hand and pulled me close to ease the pain of my lost pumps. Hell, it worked.

  “Well, thanks for breaking the news to me. It was painful, but I think I shall make it.” I looked up overdramatically to my Michael and kissed his concerned expression away.

  “Yes, you cannot mess with a woman and her shoes. My sister and mom go crazy when it comes to shoe-shopping.” Paul and Michael laughed at women’s shoe obsessions and that made me give them my signature eye roll.

  “Are you two done laughing at me? Maybe we could get on the road.” I had enough of the jokes. I needed to get him home and naked. A smiling and laughing Michael was doing naughty things to my girly parts.

  “Yes, let’s go, Paul.” Michael and Paul were still smirking and I punched Michael in the shoulder.

  “Aww, sweetheart, are you mad at me?” Michael gave me his sad puppy dog eyes and face.

  “I guess not, even though it will be funny when you see how expensive they are. With your jokes, I am actually going to let you buy them for me, this time.”

  “What do you mean this time?” The tick in his jaw, that only made an appearance when he was mad was quite visible.

  “Well, I didn’t want to spend all your money and that happened to be the pair I bought with my paycheck.”

  “That’s okay, baby, just as long as you are happy, but if you keep that shit up, I will have to pretend to forget to approve your time.” Michael squeezed me tight against him. Ass.

  Chapter 16:

  Stacy and Sarah had made plans to go to the gym and although I wasn’t thrilled about that shit, I knew she needed to get out. She couldn’t be afraid all the time. So I told her that Paul would drop her off and when she was ready, he would be waiting to pick her up. I was not looking forward to spending the morning without my girl. It is amazing how you can spend your whole life not needing anyone, then to not being able to cope with a small absence. I don’t know if it was from my fear of losing her, or had I just grown so used to her? Whatever it was I am going to try and figure out how to deal with it. As it was, I was planning on working through the morning, hopefully that will help. It sucked that I didn’t get to see her before she left. I hadn’t realized how tired I was, so tired I hadn’t heard her leave.

  I left to join Stacy when she texted to tell me she was outside. Michael was still asleep, after our bouts of lovemaking, it was no wonder the man was down for the count. I left him a note, to remind him that I would be gone.

  I came out the front door and into Stacy’s waiting arms. “Girl, I am so glad you are all right. I can’t believe he would try some shit like that.”

  “Let’s not talk about it right now, please.” We pulled apart and jumped in the car.

  “Absolutely, so you and your sexy ass boss. He was always really nice and super-hot. You are a lucky girl. I thought your man was delicious, but he never paid me any mind. Though he seems to have the hots for you.”

  “Yeah, well, keep your paws off my Michael.” We giggled.

  “David told me he is definitely your Michael. From what I heard from my brother, Michael has been thinking about you since you first met. That you had fucked with his head. He told me about the drunk dialing he did that night at the club.”

  “Come on, you got to tell me what your hottie had to say. David said it was dirty.”

  “It was a little dirty, but nothing too bad. Well, it was all good and it was the first time he said he loved me. Granted his ass was drunk and horny and completely forgot what he had said the next day. But I am glad it’s true. When they had their fight at the office he told me that he loved me.” I was practically beaming just thinking of his love for me.

  “Yeah, that is what David said!”

  “Damn, David is becoming a gossip!” She smacked my arm playfully.

  “Be nice, that is my brother.” She looked at me sternly, and wagged her finger for about a second before the smirking began.

  “Fine, I will be nice.” We h
ad been chatting so much I didn’t notice we had arrived at my apartment. Stacy took my keys and went in the apartment to get a set of my workout clothes and some other things Michael didn’t pick up or purchase. We decided in advance that I would wait in the car because the memory was too fresh, too new, and too painful.

  Stacy climbed back in the car and we headed to the gym. During the ride Stacy described her gym guy to me. “His name is Ryan Elliot, he works as a security expert. He is about Michael’s height with sandy brown hair and brown eyes. When he smiles, I know he is thinking dirty and I just want to give in. I have trust issues, you know, but he wants us to get together outside the gym. I am so tempted, but I wanted to get your opinion.” I told her I would meet her man and judge, but from the looks of it, Stacy was already taken with him. I hoped he didn’t try and do her dirty, she had a rough life already. I wish we had met before college.

  “I am here for you. You are gushing over him. I hope he is everything you want him to be.” I hugged her after we got out of the car. We grabbed our gym bags and entered the gym. It was nice clean looking place.

  I didn’t need Stacy to point out which guy he was because the man was a hunk and had been watching the door. “Wow, Stacy, he is really hot. Not my Michael hot, but hot anyway, and he is still staring this way. Oh, here he comes.”

  I stared at the blond bombshell who entered with some other cute chick. I had first noticed Stacy last month and she hadn’t left my mind. I needed to seal the deal and make her mine. We talked and I knew she had issues, but I wasn’t going to let that stop me. She was all I could think about.