“Brent…Oh…please…” Her whimpers became gasps of elevating arousal.
He held on tight, thinking only of how much he loved her. How sorry he would be to lose her. She finally came, her face contorted in bliss as she collapsed on his chest in breathlessness. He held her close as she panted to calm her heart. He never wanted to let her go. He would do whatever she wanted him to do. And if she didn’t love him, he would back off and let Jon win her heart.
****
Danielle awoke with a cramp in her neck. She was bare-butt naked, sprawled on top of the sexy Italian. Oh wow, he’d taken her to heaven once again. He was wonderful in bed. But they weren’t in bed and it was the middle of the night.
Moonlight peeked in through the van’s front window, highlighting his handsome face. A face she was fast growing to love. Every curve of his well-built body, every whisker of his five o’clock shadow, and every note in his deep baritone voice. He assumed she’d been unfaithful, and she needed to tell him the truth. There was no one except him in her life, no one she would rather be with. But she couldn’t stay in the truck all night and climb out in the morning looking like she’d been sexed up, even though that’s exactly what had happened.
One of the things she loved about Brent was the way he stimulated her and made her come alive inside. There was a certain amount of excitement to see which one of them would surprise the other with their sexual expertise. She’d looked things up on the Internet so she could titillate him. And it had worked. She loved his facial expression when she fondled his balls, sending him into orgasmic ecstasy.
She rose into a squatting position and found her clothes. She was slipping on her shoes when his eyes opened. “We’d better get inside before daylight. I do have a reputation to uphold, you know.”
He chuckled and sat up, looking wonderfully handsome in his birthday suit. “Do you still have a room?”
“Yes. I was coming back to pick up my things and checkout, but I was distracted by a certain irresistible man.”
“And I was drunk with love for a beautiful woman.” Yawning, he yanked on his slacks and shrugged into his dress shirt, leaving it unbuttoned. “Do you think we can sneak in and use your room, cara mia? I checked out before you came back.”
“That’s my plan.” They could sleep a little longer, shower and change clothes, and head back home together.
He grabbed his duffle bag and opened the back door. She accepted his hand and jumped down. He locked the truck before leading her into the empty hotel lobby. “Shh… Looks like the desk clerk is sleeping.”
She glanced in the direction of the registration desk and nodded. The woman behind the counter was sound asleep with her head pillowed on her forearms. They found the elevator and made it to the second floor without meeting a soul.
Once inside the privacy of her room, she turned to Brent. “I need to say something right now, before we get distracted again.”
“It can wait, cara mia. I need to take a piss or there will be an accident.”
“That’ll teach you to drink so much wine.” She dug through her suitcase to find a fresh outfit for the morning and laid out what she planned to wear.
Strong arms slipped around her from behind. He kissed her neck and turned her to face him. Before she could utter a word, his lips were on hers, caressing and coaxing.
“Dani, I know what you want to tell me and it’s okay. I understand feelings of the heart, and sometimes those feelings can be separate from the body. I have not known you very long, but for me the time with you has been bellissimo. I adore your smile. I love the laughter in your eyes. I desire you in a way I’ve never desired anyone before.”
She buried her face against his shoulder and wept. His words were comforting. He was her protector, strong and consistent. He could be her soulmate. Doubt had pushed them apart before when she’d caught him with the blonde. This time, it was him doubting where her love was focused causing the problem between them.
“I want to tell you about Jon.”
“Let’s shower first. I smell like vino and sex.”
“Sex is okay, but the vino?” She gave him a push toward the bathroom. It was almost as though he didn’t want her to talk about another man. She brushed the disturbing feelings aside while she undressed and joined him in the shower.
“This is how we met, cara mia. Naked in the shower we made passionate love together the first time.”
She pulled his face down to kiss him, long and sensual, reveling in the sensations his kiss allowed her to feel. She adored him, if only he would let her tell him the truth about her and Jon. She wanted to get it off her chest, clear the air.
“I need to—”
“Not now, Dani…please. Let’s make love again.” He licked her lips and tugged her under the warm water’s spray. “I am drowning in you, yet I will never get enough of you. Help me, Dani. Save my soul.”
Her brain processed what he said. If only he were truly in love with her. They’d been seeing each other for a while now. Time slipped by so quickly, she’d barely had time to accomplish her work, let alone stop and think about her life. Interviewing prospective clients, plan weddings and receptions…all of it had kept her too busy to notice it had happened. She was falling in love.
“Where is your busy mind tonight?” He gazed into her eyes, his dimpled smile a constant reminder of his subtle humor.
She hugged him, loving the feel of her bare breasts squished between them, so sexy and so good. “I was wondering…what if we took time off from our work and spent a few days together? I loved being with you at the farmhouse while your ribs healed, and I would love to be alone with you again—just the two of us.”
“I think it’s a great idea. When do we go?”
“Right after your brother’s wedding. It’s coming up fast and I still have a lot to do, but I can clear my schedule and we could go away.”
“I can’t think of anything I would enjoy more, cara mia. Except maybe this right now.”
His fingers slid down her tummy and into her bush, searching for and finding the eager little button that hid from everyone—until he came around. He touched her lightly, circling her nub with his fingertip and bent to kiss her there. Licking and suckling, holding her bottom so she couldn’t squirm away. She braced her hands on his shoulders and went along for the ride.
“Oh…yes…this is good.” She tossed her head back as the water sluiced over them, cascading down her chest and over his head.
“And do you like this also, mia bella?” He slipped two fingers deep inside to locate her G-spot and rubbed gently.
She let out a yelp as a tiny orgasm rippled through her. “More.”
“More?”
“Yes, please.” She would beg if she had to.
He grinned and pressed his swollen cock against her belly. “This?”
“Yes…” She wanted him thrusting into her to make her cry out in ecstasy.
He lifted her, holding her tight. She wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck. With little effort, he found her wet pussy and tingles of exhilaration zipped through her body. Up slow and down just as slow, up and down, deeper and deeper each time. She clenched her pelvic muscles for more intensity.
He groaned and pumped faster. His strength and ability to hold her in his arms while he made love to her made the whole sexual experience amazing.
“Oh God, Dani… I must let go. Say you’ll come with me?”
She held onto the peak of sublime awareness until she couldn’t hold on any longer. With a cry for release, she bit his shoulder to muffle her cry. She wanted to roar. Panting so hard she could barely breathe, her orgasm hit with super power. She whimpered and collapsed against his shoulders. This was her man. She was home. She had to convince him there never was and never would be anyone else.
****
Brent turned off the shower and carried Danielle to the bed and stretched out beside her. Their breathlessness was mutual. All they could do was smile at e
ach other.
He caressed her cheek with his palm. “Yes, I think we should go away together. I can’t think of anything I want more.”
“Good.” She clasped her hand over his and closed her eyes to rest.
He studied her as she slept. Dripping wet, short curls framed her pretty face and her lashes were so black she didn’t wear makeup. It was all he could do to turn away from her beautiful blue eyes. A hunger to consume her filled him. If this was love, he was sold and wanted nothing more than to have her by his side—always.
He smiled, remembering all the women he’d loved and walked away from. None of them held a candle to Danielle. Even his long-standing relationship with Janie. They’d met in college and spent every holiday, every long weekend together during those four studious years. Sex was wild and hot between them, but he had no afterglow. Nothing came near what he experienced with Danielle.
He loved sex, it was an important part of his intimate relationship with a woman. He’d always worried he wasn’t as good as his brother in his sexual prowess, but according to Danielle he was magnificent. He loved that she appreciated his efforts to please her. The mystery to it all was how he’d become so attached to her in such a short time. He never had this extreme need to see Janie. If she showed up, they had sex. Afterward, she went her way and he went his. No ties ever.
His emotions were tied to Danielle the first time they made love. It was a different experience. His heart tumbled into something he couldn’t believe at first. Each time she pushed him away, thinking he was Bryce, the hunger for her grew and the need to be with her more intense. He had to hold onto her, or he would lose the most important person in his life.
Did this mean he was ready for marriage? He’d never really considered it before. The challenge with Bryce had only been a game. He never had any intention of trying to find someone. Look what had happened when he went after Aurora. His brother had won that beautiful lady’s heart. He never had a chance. And he was happy for Bryce and Aurora. Would they be as happy for him? Danielle was a special woman. She was the one for him, and his soul ached to be possessed by hers.
But he just might have to propose to keep her.
Chapter Five
“Wake up, pene. Come out and play.” Danielle used the sultriest voice she could muster as she rubbed her hands over Brent’s sound asleep, naked body sprawled out on the bed beside her. He made it far too hard to resist a quick kiss on his limp cock, all rosy, well loved, and a bit salty. One small, itty-bitty kiss.
He stirred beneath her touch but was still in deep slumber.
It was the perfect time to explore. Smooth firm abs, taut stomach, curly black hairs sprinkled in a vee toward his cock. A prize to be adored. Warm and smooth. She jerked her hand back before wrapping her fingers around his shaft. Oh God, she was getting horny. If she continued to touch him, she would have to ride him into the sunset and beyond.
Not a bad idea at all. Hmm…
If he wouldn’t wake to her kiss, she’d find another way to arouse his desire. Light as a feather, she ran her fingernail up the inside of his thigh, around his pene, down the other thigh and repeated the trail until she touched the base of his cock for the third time. She continued a path around his arousal, climbing closer to the top. She circled the head and gently rubbed his sensitive area just below the tip with her forefinger.
She lowered her head and blew warm air on his cock. Not surprisingly, he responded with a slight jerk. She straddled him. Instead of touching him, she kneeled so her clit hovered above his tip. She played with her nub, arching her back as sexy tingles made her hunger for more. Pressing slightly to the right of her nub, a very satisfactory feeling filled her. She gasped with surprise at the excitement she caused herself and opened her eyes.
He grinned, the sly dog. How long had he been watching?
That’s okay, he could watch some more. She’d put on a little show. With one hand on her breast, she plucked her nipple and continued to touch herself, lingering just above his thick and ready-for-play cock. A shot of heat flashed through her. He was quick to respond and grabbed her hips, pushing her down onto his erection. She wiggled until he rubbed against her G-spot to give her the most erotic sensations.
“Are you going to play with yourself all day, or are you going to do me?” He massaged her breasts, flicking the perky nipples with his thumbs.
“Do you, of course.” She was so aroused, she had to concentrate to ride him cowgirl style. Giddy-up!
He slipped out but guided his cock back into her opening. When he pulled her hips down, she pushed his hands away. “Why not?”
“I’m in charge. I want you to have the best orgasm ever.”
He grinned and folded his arms behind his head. She held his wrists, then popped his cock in and out of her pussy until her nub was so titillated it stuck out. She pushed one of his hands downward so he could finger her nub. At his expert ministrations, she arched her back and let out a yelp of delight.
“My God, Brent. That feels good.”
“We aren’t done yet. You haven’t done me.” He rolled her over and pulled her close for a lingering kiss, then laid back beside her. “I’m ready when you are, mia bella.”
She straddled him again and sat on his throbbing cock. She arched her back as wave after wave of erotic flashes caught her unexpectedly. He raised his hips to push into her, and she kept going and going like that battery bunny. It was amazing.
Brent tensed and gripped her tight as he came deep inside her, releasing pulsating waves to rock their souls. She collapsed on top of him and moaned in relaxed pleasure, panting and well sated. He held her there, warm and comfortable. This is the way it should always be. When they had sex, it wasn’t just sex—it was earth-shattering.
He smiled and brushed her hair back from her face. Kissing her love-swollen lips, he came to the conclusion he should buy a ring. He wanted to propose to her and beat Jon to it. He pushed aside his negativity toward the other man.
Sucking in a deep breath, he closed his eyes. Why did he have to fall for someone he might not win? He wouldn’t share her. He would let her go before it came to that. Her happiness came first. Maybe he could find out what was going on from Aurora, in a discreet way. If Danielle was dating this Jon guy, her best friend would know. They talked all the time.
He glanced at his cellphone for the time. It was still early. They could rest a while before the long drive home. He’d let her sleep until about ten. They could take another shower and head home. If he played his cards right, he’d be able to see her later tonight. Maybe he’d ask her out to Antonio’s. Italian food was good for lovers, and his uncle made the best Italian food—bar none.
Erotic images of Danielle bouncing on top of him as she made love to him drifted through his mind and he settled down to sleep. She surprised him each time they had sex. He loved her impulsiveness. Next time, it was his turn to surprise her.
****
Danielle opened her eyes and stretched. She glanced over at Brent and smiled. He was so special. He made her feel beautiful and sexy, and good about life. Period.
She propped her head up on her elbow and studied his face. Strong European features, straight nose, high cheekbones, full lips—not too big and not thin—just right for suckling and bringing him to erotic heights of sexual gratification. His dark hair fell forward over the most expressive brown eyes she’d ever seen. He was a hunk by any other word. He was also the man she’d fallen in love with, but she hadn’t told him.
He hadn’t said the exact words either, but he’d hinted at them. The sex they experienced last night and this morning was the hottest, most intense yet. Or was it the more she was with him and the more intimate they became, the more secure she was in her feelings toward him? Her heart was light and her mood good, ever since she’d discovered he was Brent and not his twin.
She still had a major problem. She must get rid of Jon, before he tracked her down again and did more damage. He even had his father convinced they w
ere in love. It was going to be difficult to complete the Lovella/Daring wedding plans now. If Jon was always on alert and hanging around waiting for her, she’d have to ditch him at every turn. She should tell George his son was just goofing around and not serious. The nice man only wanted to see his son happily married. What parent didn’t want happiness for their child? She just wasn’t the one for him and never would be.
****
“Where the hell have you been, Brent? Do you just drive off into the sunset and not give me any notice now?” Bryce was pacing the office floor in front of his desk.
Brent sat back in the desk chair and gazed out at the crowded market below, ignoring his brother. Business was good, and he should thank his brother for his hard work. But he had something else on his mind. “I told you I had to go pick up the wine for Uncle Antonio.”
Bryce paused in front of the desk and folded his arms across his chest. “We had an incredible two days here. I was so busy I barely saw Aurora.” He snapped his fingers in front of Brent’s face. “Wake up! Where are you today?”
“Just thinking. Sorry. Thank you for keeping things going. I didn’t mean to be gone two whole days.”
“But you took Danielle?”
“No. Danielle was already at the lavender farm when I got down there.” With another man fawning all over her. He was so jealous he’d left to drown his sorrows. But she found him, and they had the most incredible sex. Three times in less than twenty-four hours.
Bryce chuckled and rubbed his chin. “Ah, a nice distraction. I remember how it feels. Hell, it still feels that way with my girl.”
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