Divine Party

by RaeLynn Blue

  The kitchen doors opened and out came Marco himself, dressed with his food-splattered apron and chef’s hat. He walked over to them and Dante thought for sure she would faint now—for real.

  “Marco Riggoni, this is Dante Divine.” Kenshin introduced them as if he’d known Marco forever.

  Dante shook his hand.

  “Dante, you like to cook, eh?” Marco asked, smiling brightly.

  “Yes.” She could barely form the words. Out of the corners of her eyes, she saw others gathering around.

  “Like?”

  “I love to cook,” Dante added.

  “Better answer!” Marco laughed. “I want to offer you an opportunity to serve as my apprentice.”

  “Don’t I have to go to cooking school?” Dante couldn’t take any other surprise of this magnitude tonight.

  Marco nodded. “Yes, classes during the day, apprentice at night with me.”

  “Say yes,” Kenshin whispered.

  “Yes.”

  The crowd erupted in applause again, and Marco shook her hand. “See you next Monday night at four. Now, enjoy the food!”

  He then headed back into the kitchen and the quartet began again. People slapped her on the back and walked up to congratulate her. She grinned and shook hands, exchanged hugs and small talk.

  He’d taken the time to figure her out. With her head spinning and her knees weak, Dante held onto Kenshin the rest of the night, praying to the heavens that this dream would never end and that he would never let her go.

  Chapter Six

  “Lake Michigan looks so beautiful tonight.” Dante’s voice sounded soft like crushed rose petals.

  Kenshin wrapped his arm around her waist and held her close to him. Standing in her living room, looking at the lake from her condominium window, Kenshin enjoyed the smell of sweet perfume and food lingering across her skin. The room had floor-to-ceiling windows that gave a fantastic view of downtown, including Navy Pier and the lake. It shimmered tonight under the full moon’s gentle illumination.

  They met during the wee hours of Saturday morning with sheer determination. Horniness shredded his resolve, leaving him unable to rest. His skin was on fire, and only Dante could extinguish it. Dante’s sultriness, like her own brand of electricity, still kept him charged, wired awake, and aroused. She lit up his life like she had an electric current in her hands.

  Her head lay on his chest, and she hugged him back.

  “Not as beautiful as you.”

  She looked up at him. “Kiss me.”

  He did, tasting the hint of garlic-and-cream sauce from the grilled chicken and penne on her lips. His hands moved as if on their own, gripping her booty. One hand remained locked on her sexy butt, while his other glided up and down the curves he loved. Her soft lips drove him mad, but he held himself back from devouring her outright. Tonight had been incredible enough, but he didn’t want her thinking she had to pay him back via sex.

  When he broke the kiss, she whimpered a little and resumed her previous position, her arms wrapped tightly around him. They’d been this way since arriving fifteen minutes ago. They’d stayed until all the guests had left. From what he could tell, Dante had had a good time. She sported a glow unlike any he’d seen on her before.

  “You’re glowing.”

  “I’m happy,” she retorted and squeezed.

  “I’m glad.”

  She looked up at him. “I really appreciate all the effort you went through to plan it. How did you pull it all together?”

  “Ren and Rob helped with contacting people you grew up with. I met with your mother about a week ago, with them of course, and laid out what I planned to do and why.” Kenshin’s arms felt empty when she pulled away from him.

  She walked to the sofa and sat down, folding her legs under herself. With a wave to continue, she undid her updo, allowing the ringlets to fall down to her delicious, smooth shoulders.

  “Why?”

  “Because I love you.” Kenshin removed his jacket and laid it on the chair. He didn’t move to sit beside her. He didn’t want to make the same mistake he made before—revving his engine but then having to leave it running.

  She glanced up at him. “I see.”

  “Do you?”

  “Yes, I do.” She patted the seat beside her. “Come closer.”

  “Dante…”

  She brought a finger to her lips, those sexy pillow-soft lips. “Shush.”

  Before he could fully process what she meant, he found himself standing in front of her. She gazed up at him, raw energy spiraling from her. Those beautiful hands, with flawless manicured nails, raked along his thighs and around to his ass, where she squeezed.

  “Been wanting to do that all night.” She licked her lips, making his cock jump.

  Kenshin closed his eyes and relished her touch, biting back his annoyance at his clothes being in the way. He wanted to feel her hands on his flesh, raking and drawing his arousal higher with each scratch. When he opened his eyes, he found Dante standing on the sofa cushions. She laced her hands around his neck and drew him in, slowly parting his lips. So seductively did she approach, that once her lips actually met his, all of his resolve had been melted away.

  His lips crashed into hers. He breathed her in, taking her air into himself, making her part of him. Dante moaned when his hand went into her hair. Clutching its loose curls, feeling its natural softness between his fingers, Kenshin tightened his hold and kissed her harder. He wanted to consume her, to taste every delectable inch of her.

  Dante’s tongue tangoed with his, trying in vain to capture it as eagerly as he tried to capture hers. She sighed and gave in to him. When he at last locked his lips around her tongue, he sucked it gently, soliciting more moans from her. As if the kiss reverberated through her, Dante pressed her soft, curvaceous body against him impatiently grinding her pelvis against his already aroused state.

  “Dante,” he whispered against the top of her head. Despite standing on the sofa, she only just met his eyes. He gently wiped her hair from her eyes. “I love you.”

  “Kenshin, I’m tired of running from my feelings for you…”

  He went still, and his breath caught in his chest.

  Dante glanced away, her hair falling like a curtain, shielding her face. She untangled herself from him and sat down. He followed her lead, unsure of what she meant, but not wanting to spoil the mood. Not unlike that night in Milwaukee, Dante had chosen to confide in him, but she would do it in her own way and in her own time.

  And he would wait.

  Until the world became dust and the sun burned out, he would wait to hear her speak those three little words to him. Releasing her love to him freely and without restraint.

  “I mean, I knew it inside, you know? Felt it strong, like the tide being tugged by the moon,” she said so softly he had to lean down to hear her.

  “Felt what?” Kenshin realized his own voice came out barely above her whisper. Maybe they both thought they would shatter the moment by not respecting how crucial Dante’s confession was. Here, a woman who could have any man she wanted, had chosen him—at last.

  Kenshin didn’t close his eyes or turn away. He wanted to remember the scents of jasmine and lavender, the sounds of the Chicago winds and soft classical music from the sound system, her soft hands on his thighs, and the giddiness bubbling in his stomach.

  He took it all in as Dante continued.

  “Love. I fell in love with you, and I can’t deny it. Today just made me face not only my fear of embracing you, this, us, but it also showed me what we could be, together.”

  Kenshin had dreamed of how he would react when and if Dante ever confessed she loved him too.

  At that moment, he realized he’d been so wrong in how he would feel, what he would do, and how he would handle such a memorable event.

  Nothing had prepared him for the overwhelming feeling bowling through him. He loved her.

  He bent down and kissed her soft, plush lips again. Moaning, he deepe
ned it. His tongue playfully teased Dante’s. She wound his hands in his hair, and her body swelled, pressing against him. Minutes stretched out infinitely, and Kenshin lost thoughts of whom or whatever else mattered. Only Dante centered his universe, stirred his musing until he could stand it no longer, so much so it startled him when Dante broke their kiss.

  “Wow.” She gingerly touched her lips. “That’s some kiss you got there.”

  “Sorry. You taste so good. I can’t get enough of you.”

  Dante smiled.

  She turned around, revealing her back to him. “Unzip me.”

  Her skin shimmered under the room’s soft lights. He couldn’t help himself and brushed his lips across her flesh. Raining kisses across her shoulders and down her back, Kenshin increased the pressure of each one. He traced a path along her shoulder with his tongue, and at the same time he unzipped her beautiful dress.

  “This dress is an amazing accessory to such succulent skin.”

  Dante glanced over her shoulder and giggled. “Thank you.”

  Kenshin’s hands slipped around her waist and up to those delectable globes he’d seen for years, but had never had the opportunity to touch. He cupped them, weighing their heaviness in his hands. Dante’s head fell back and a subtle, throaty moan erupted from deep within her. His palms brushed her stony peaks, feeling the aroused nipples. He kissed her back and plucked her sensitive tips, drawing out moan after moan. His tongue ran around her erect nipples seconds before he bit them. In time to his nibbles, Kenshin stroked his phallus.

  Her seductive groans made him harder, to the point his balls ached. Dante stilled his hand and stepped out of the dress, kicking it out of her way. Standing before him in nothing except an ivory thong, Dante undressed him, yanking on his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. Kenshin helped by removing his pants. In a matter of minutes, he stood naked before the woman he loved.

  Dante sank to her knees and wrapped her hand around his throbbing shaft. She pumped him once and he wheezed in pleasure.

  “Dante!” He held his breath unable to stop watching the sensual woman looking up at him, his stiff rod in front of her lips, waiting to be taken into her hot, wet mouth. “Baby…”

  She licked his dark purple head and shock waves of lightning shot through him.

  He licked his lips and swallowed so loud, Dante chuckled.

  “Mmmm…” She winked up at him before swallowing the head of his cock.

  “Shit!”

  She took as much of him as she could before removing him. Before he could protest or compliment, she sucked him down again. Her soft hands tickled and massaged his balls as she made love to his cock with her mouth. Kenshin couldn’t stop his hips from moving back and forth. His hands ran through her hair, guiding her as she sucked him, teased him, and stroked him. He pinched her nipple with his other hand and fondled her breast.

  “Damn that’s so good. Suck me, baby. Oh, yes…”

  He could feel the pressure piling into the bottom of his abdomen and his balls tightened. Too soon. Just too soon. In exasperation, he stopped Dante, removing his stone-hard cock from her lips. Breathing heavily, he bent down and kissed her lightly on the mouth.

  “Y-you’re incredible.”

  Dante grinned at him. She turned around, her knees on the sofa cushions, and thrust her butt out to him. Teasingly, she rotated her hips and booty bounced for him.

  Impatient, he smacked her ass, making her shout. He palmed her thick, glorious globes, and dropped a series of kisses onto them before biting them. Dante sighed in pleasure. Kenshin spied her fingers as they rubbed her swollen love button. Oh goodness, she was so ready. So inviting.

  “You want me, Dante?”

  “Yes.” Her throaty voice had been stripped down to its baseness.

  He snatched her back to him and pushed his need into her wetness. They both gasped as he shoved himself into her wet, tight core. She took him easily, but her pussy clamped down onto him greedily. Almost at once, he started pumping vigorously. Dante shook in pleasure.

  “Yes! God, yes!” She held onto the sofa’s back, steadying herself.

  Kenshin pounded his rock hardness into her and she eagerly met those thrusts with equal enthusiasm. Wet. Hot. Tight. Goodness he fought to keep from exploding inside her at that moment. Instead, he licked his lips and kissed her neck, sucking the soft skin there. Kenshin spied Dante’s fingers gripping the sofa so hard, the leather crumpled in her fists.

  Dante bit her lip to keep from screaming. Her body ached in ecstasy from each pleasurable pump from Kenshin. She’d never thought Kenshin’s phallus would fit so snugly into her. His lips pressed against her shoulder shot her internal fire higher. The slapping of their bodies echoed through the room.

  “You’re so wide, so thick, and feel so good,” she said with a moan, her love button engorged in desire.

  When she glanced back to Kenshin, she saw his closed eyes and his mouth a slash of focus. Bliss registered on his face and a thin glaze of sweat made his face shine.

  “Harder. More.” Dante increased her pace. His long, thick cock rammed into her harder and faster at her request. Even now, he gave her all of himself.

  And she loved him.

  Yes, she loved him.

  “So freaking hot. You’re so good, my love.”

  Kenshin squeezed one of her breasts, and at this, the orgasm crashed down on her. A watershed of pleasure poured through her. She screamed, and ecstasy ripped through her mercilessly, leaving her shaking and quivering against the sofa cushions.

  Relentless, just like his pursuit of her love, Kenshin didn’t stop. He kept pumping, and his cadence increased more and more. Her pussy still shuddered around his cock, the orgasmic bliss rippling through her body. She swallowed to wet her dry throat and looked back over her shoulder to Kenshin.

  Close. Her lover had come so close to reaching his summit. Eyes tight, both hands now on either side of her hips, guiding her directly onto his phallus for maximum penetration. Already, her desire stirred again and another fast jaunt to her climax began.

  “There you go. Just. Like. That,” Kenshin grunted out. “Come for me. Again.”

  “What?” Dante couldn’t believe his request, but sure enough, just the sound of his gravel-laced voice and the feel of his thick cock pounding inside her aroused her all over again.

  “Again.”

  Her overly sensitive clit had swollen again. Rubbing it in gentle circles, Dante struggled not to come again, because she knew it would be too much. The enormous amount of arousal her body currently endured had arrived at a breaking point. She’d explode into pieces at his feet if he made her come again.

  Yet Kenshin’s determination knew no bounds and he pumped harder, slamming his rod into her deeper than before, so much further that he tapped her G-spot, something no other man had ever done.

  In a flash of biting pain and searing pleasure, Dante arrived at her climax, screaming. In some distant land, she heard Kenshin’s roar as he too came. The splash of his hot seed bursting inside her sent her into another shouting session. She couldn’t feel her body anymore, just the humming glow of pleasure that permeated everything—her lips, her ears, her arms, her legs, her puss, and her heart.

  Vaguely aware of him, Dante thought she felt Kenshin pull her onto the sofa beside him, but she couldn’t be sure. Afraid to open her eyes, she kept them shut, for if she did open them, she may find herself in a very moving, but erotic dream.

  She needed this to be real.

  Forever.

  Epilogue

  Three Months Later

  Dante huffed the errant curl out of her eyes as she watched Kenshin emerge from the bathroom sans towel. She sat up in the bed, her Egyptian-cotton, cream sheets pulled up to her bosom. Having showered earlier, she had gotten back under the covers to chase away the chill.

  His inky-black hair lay in soft waves from the water, and his athletic body shimmered from the steam and minute droplets.

  “You’re still in bed
?” He quirked an eyebrow at her, and climbed in the bed.

  She kissed him. “I am.”

  “You don’t have class?”

  “Nope, and you know I don’t. Stop teasing.”

  “So, what are we going to do, Ms. Divine?” Kenshin kissed her hand, turned her wrist over and kissed it, and then took her hand and brushed it across his cheek.

  “We’re going to a party.” Dante got out of bed.

  Kenshin sat up and began getting dressed.

  Dante smiled at him through the mirror, as she pulled on a midnight-black dress. Nude except for her lacy black thong, Dante smiled at him through the mirror as she pulled on a midnight-black dress. She would look at him through the mirror in between focusing on her makeup, her jewelry, and her luscious lips.

  “Goodness, you’re beautiful.” He walked over to her and kissed her neck, inhaled her perfume, and squeezed her shoulders.

  “You look damn good yourself.”

  He smiled. “Thank you.”

  “You’re welcome.”

  “Are you sure about this party, Dante?” He stood behind her and spoke to her reflection.

  “You’re with me.” She put her diamond stud into her ear and winked at him. “Of course I want to be Mrs. Kenshin Sato.”

  He nodded. “Good.”

  “Besides, an engagement party is a divine party.” Dante laughed.

  Kenshin kissed her neck again. “Heck, yes.”

  RaeLynn

  To read other books in this series, check out:

  Cashmere Sky in the Something Deeper anthology

  Heart-Shaped Hogan

  Lasso a Lover

  RaeLynn Blue

  RaeLynn loves nothing more than long, hot baths, snuggling in front of crackling fires and sleeping in late on Sundays. She writes books that aren’t your run-of-the-mill romance with sex under the covers and with the lights out–they’re sensual and erotica romance. And that means lust, passion, and a whole lot of sex. Are you ready to join her on her latest fantasy? Out here in the west, imaginations run wild, and love knows no bounds.