by Jaye McCloud
“You said earlier that you would be willing to cover for me if I wanted to leave. Is your offer still open?”
“Sure it is. But are you going to be okay to drive home, you don’t look well.” Standing up too, I offer, “Let me go tell Antonio that I’m driving you home and—”
“No. Tiressa, please. I’ll feel better knowing you’re here in my place. I’m fine really…I just can’t stomach seeing him with her.” The way she said the word her I know exactly who the blond must be…Alison Donavan, William Bentini’s fiancée.
“Okay, I’ll take care of everything. But please call or text me when you get home so that I know you made it safely.” Kathy agrees and then gives me a quick teary hug and takes off. As I scan the crowd, looking for the event planner, I notice that William Bentini is staring intensely at Kathy as she walks out of the club.
Chapter 20
“That went well. You did a great job.” Antonio says pulling out of the club’s parking lot. “I know, I don’t think anyone saw us leave together.” I reply, teasing him.
“You know that’s not what I’m referring to. The birthday party went well. Jase and Adam really had a good time—well actually, are having a good time—because the party’s still going on. I instructed my security team to stay til the very end and make sure things continue to go smoothly.”
“Good. I’m glad that your people are in place. Those are some big boyz; especially Vitto Rossi.”
“Don’t go getting any ideas. I know how much you like big men.” Antonio says teasing me back.
“Yes, but I’m only interested in one big man…he’s my guy and I’m falling in love with him.” I speak the words in a low voice as I hold his hand on my lap, gently rubbing his strong arm, feeling the need to just touch him.
“Damnit Tiressa… You tell me that while I’m driving!” Suddenly he pulls the SUV over into the emergency lane on the highway and turns on the flashing hazard lights. “What’s the matter Antonio, why are you stopping here?”
“Because I’m trying to avoid getting into a wreck.” He explains as he turns and grabs hold to me, wrapping me up in his arms. “Those aren’t the words I wish to hear, but they’re damn close.” After giving me a quick heated kiss, he pulls back into traffic and we head to my apartment.
“Baby, let me go inside and get the pups and your bags.” Antonio says as he parks outside my apartment. “Why don’t you want me to go in?”
“Because it’s late, I’m tired, and you’ll take too long.”
“Okay, suit yourself…Oh, and please don’t forget the puppy pen.” It takes three trips, but Antonio finally get everything packed into his SUV, and we’re soon on our way to his place. Antonio’s house is about twenty-five minutes away from my neighborhood. In one of the more affluent suburban areas of the county. He presses a button on the console inside the car and the tall black iron gates begin to open at once. His contemporary two-story glasshouse sits way back from the gates. “Your house is beautiful Antonio and I love the lawn.” He smiles and as we drive up the driveway pushes another button on the console and one of the four panels on the garage immediately lifts.
“Home sweet home. You grab the carrier with the pups—”
“Cotton Candi and Snow Ball…Candi and Snow for short… and that’s candy with an i.
“So you finally came up with names, huh? Well, it’s a good thing their tiny and female or they’d be embarrassed.” He mocks with a straight face. “Okay, grab Cotton Candi, with an I, and Snow and I’ll get everything else.”
“We enter the house through the four car garage, pass through what appears to be a well-appointed mud room and into a high ceiling, sleek state of the art kitchen.
Sitting the puppy carrier down next to the island, I head back out to the garage to help Antonio bring in my bags, but he shoos me back in. Walking around the elegant kitchen, I see that all the stainless steel appliances are some of B&S finest high-end products. The cabinets are made of light colored wood—probably birch, ash or maple, I have no idea which. Looking at the granite counter tops, as I run my fingers along the edge of the island, I can’t help comparing my tiny basic kitchen to this. This kitchen is just incredible. I don’t like to cook, but I can definitely see myself cooking in this kitchen.
“Come on Baby, it’s late and I’m exhausted and I’m sure you are too. I’ll give you a tour of the house tomorrow. If that’s okay with you.” Antonio says as he locks the door and sets the security alarm.
“Sure.” He takes my hand and starts walking. “Wait, my babies. We can’t just leave them here in the kitchen.” I give him a look that says, “And you better not dare suggest we do.”
He picks up the carrier and takes my hand again. We walk out of the kitchen and across a spacious room—too huge to be a common living room—to a wide glass-paneled staircase. I’ve never seen stairs like this before. Actually, I’ve never been in a house where the entire living room walls are mostly glass, no curtains, just glass. You can actually see outside, there are no barriers. It’s dark outside and although the property is well-lit, it’s still kinda weird. Beautiful, but weird. The second floor of the house is oval shaped with the same glass panels surround the entire upstairs landing. We pass five or six doors before we get to the doublewide cream-colored doors at the end of the hall. Antonio hands me the carrier, turns and throws both doors wide open. Turning back to me, he sweeps me up high into his arms, causing me and the puppies to yelp. Laughing he declares, “I’m marking this as a special moment. I’ve been wanting you here in my home for months.”
Oh my starz! I think all of my three-bedroom apartment can fit inside his bedroom, it’s just that enormous. Strolling over to the far side of the room, he puts us down by the bed-bench. Giving me a light kiss, he tells me that he’ll be right back with my bags.
Turning around in a slow circle, I’m just stunned speechless. Of course, I know that Antonio has money, but somehow being inside his house with all its luxurious glory… seeing it and touching it and knowing that it all belongs to my boyfriend, is a bit overwhelming. I’m always careful not to touch stuff at Bentini Mansion. I go exactly where I’m supposed to go and I don’t step a toe out of line. This is different. I can touch anything and everything. But instead of going around the room touching stuff, I sit down on the long, wide bed-bench with the puppies next to me. Glancing back at the huge bed, I can’t help smiling, recalling how Antonio’s feet hang over the edge of my much smaller bed. He comes into the bedroom, slightly winded as if he’s been hurrying. “I’ve brought everything upstairs. I fixed up the bedroom next door for the puppies. Their food and water and poop pads are on the floor, the puppy-pen is set up, and their doggy-bed is in there too.” He takes the carrier and leaves the bedroom, with me following him. I want to make sure my babies are okay, and I want to turn the television on to the animal channel in case they’re not ready to settle down. Sitting on the bed, I watch them rump and play for several minutes. Antonio must be out of patience because he yells out, “Say good night already and come to bed.” When I re-enter the master suit, Antonio is coming out of a small room near the bathroom area. “I hung your clothes in the dressing room.” Not a walk-in closet…a dressing room. Sitting on one of the stylish loveseats near the bed taking off my shoes, I can’t help smiling at Antonio’s sheepish look.
“What’s this?” He hands me a small red and black stripped gift bag. Moving the black tissue paper aside, I take out the even smaller red-wrapped box.
“A gift, open it. You’re going to like and I sure as hell need it.” Antonio says with a mischievous grin.
“Don’t you think you’ve already given me enough gifts?”
“Who are you fooling, a woman can never receive too many gifts.” He states with absolute conviction.
Laughing I reply, “Well, as someone who is a bit addicted to Amazon, I won’t argue that point.” Peeling off the gift paper and getting my first glimpse of what the present is, I peer into Antonio’s now serious face
as he sits on the bed watching my every expression. “You said you wouldn’t let me make love to you again until you were protected. I don’t want you taking the birth control pills. I think they cause more harm, than they do good.”
“Millions of women take them Antonio—”
“Please Ti, work with me here. You won’t let me touch you until you’re protected and I’m now willing to do that.”
“I know and I appreciate that you’re willing to do this, really I do Antonio…but birth control pills are more effective than condoms.”
“Have you read the warning label on those things…and the side effects? They can be harmful Tiressa. I prefer that we use something that’s just as effective, but with none of the health risks.”
Relenting, I let him have his way; after all, he’s now willing to compromise –which is a big deal for Antonio Bentini…especially in this matter.
“Okay, condoms it is.”
He has the biggest, cockiest grin I’ve ever seen as he stands up and gently pulls me into his arms. “Do you want to shower with me?”
“Nice try, but no thanks. It’s after four in the morning, I’m exhausted and I thought you were too. I just want to take a quick shower and go to sleep. You have a way of prolonging things.”
“Yes, I do and you know you love it.” He continues when he sees that I’m not going to change my mind. “Okay separate showers, this bedroom has a his and a hers shower…you’re going to love it.” He predicts, giving me a light kiss before walking into one of the other rooms inside the bedroom. I assume it’s the other bathroom—the one with the his shower. So, I unpack my clothes and place them in one of the two big drawers that Antonio has given up for me. Choosing a nightgown, underwear and a pair of slippers, I head to what I assume to be the hers bathroom. Naturally, the bathroom is contemporary like the rest of the house. The long granite counter top holds double sinks with topaz colored glass bowls, the shower is walk through on both ends with the same type of topaz colored glass, but the bottom half is frosted. I’m not even sure I will be able to climb into the jet tub without a ladder, it is so high off the floor; but I’m guessing that’s how Antonio needs it, because of his height. Sitting my clothes on the comfy chair in the corner, I undress and walk into the state of the art shower—and spend every bit of three or four minutes trying to figure out which buttons to push to get the water to set in a comfortable temperature. Talking about feeling like a country bumpkin. I stand under the jet spray for a few minutes enjoying the feel of the steamy water hitting my body from all directions. Reluctantly opening my eyes, I walk over to the selection of soaps. But they’re not really soaps, they’re more like butter and cream for bathing. I help myself to a generous amount, leisurely lathering and washing every inch of my body before slowly rinsing off. This is pure heaven; I’ve never felt so soft and silky right out of the shower. Finally, ready to leave, I turn the jet spray off and take my towel off the heated towel rack.
“Where are you going, I came to share your shower with you.”
“Damnit Antonio.” I exclaim, startled by his silent entry into the shower. Seeing his powerful manhood extended past his naval, I hurry to cover myself with the towel. “I’m finished and just in time because you’re going to need plenty of cold water to help get that thing down.” I say, eyeing his impressive erection.
“The only thing I need is your wet, hot body all over me.” He says advancing towards me. “No Antonio.” I’m adamant as I turn to leave the shower. “Why not, Ti?” He says backing me up against the shower wall, pressing his steel rod against my lower stomach through the towel. “You know why not. I’m tired.” I know that it sounds lame, but I’m telling the truth. Besides, making love with Antonio takes a lot of energy.
“Don’t worry Baby, we’re going to make love and then we’ll both sleep like we’re in a coma.” He says, snatching the towel from me and tosses it to the shower floor. “No Tony, I don’t want—” He cuts me off with a fierce open mouth kiss, gently circling and rubbing my sensitive chocolate tips. “Stop Tony! I mean it!” I try to move away from him.
“Don’t fight me Ti, I don’t want to hurt you.” He wedges his knee between mine preventing me from closing my thighs. Bending low, he captures my sensitive pebble between his teeth and roughly tugs on it as he sucks, eliciting low moans from deep in my throat. Panting, I try to reason with him. “If you don’t want to hurt me, then take no for an answer…and besides, we’re in the shower and you don’t have a condom on.”
“You like telling me no, when your body loves telling me yes.” Holding me against the shower wall, he runs his hand down my stomach, over my mons, and gently penetrate my core with two long fingers. “Ow Antonio.” I whisper into his chest. “Shhh, Baby. Relax.” He says, pressing his fingers into me. It feels good and I can’t resist moaning as I hold onto his broad shoulders, turning my head to latch onto one of his hard male nipples flicking it with my tongue. I like the feel of his nipple in my mouth. I know it drives him crazy and that makes me even wetter.
“That’s it, Baby. You know you want me.” He can be such an arrogant jerk sometimes, but I don’t let that stop me from moving my mouth to his other nipple and scraping it with my teeth before sucking it into my mouth. We both moan and I can’t tell who’s trembling more, me or him. Suddenly he drops to his knees, lifts one of my legs over his shoulder and buries his tongue deep. “Oh gawd Tony…Oh gawd…Oh gawd…” I chant over and over, clinging to him. My body bucks and jerks on his ravenous mouth until I spasm into a truly magnificent climax. While I’m trembling and breathing hard trying to recover, he slides me up the wall as he rises to his full height. “Wrap your legs around me and hold on.”
“No Tony…not in here, you’re not wearing a condom.”
“And I’m not going to stop to put one on.” He breathes heavily into my ear groaning as he continues rocking his hips and jabbing his rod against me. He’s going to have his way, he’s too far gone to care about wearing a condom …and at this point, I’m not so sure I care either. I say a quick prayer that the birth control pills I’ve been taking have had enough time to work. “Oh gawd Yes! That’s it!” Antonio groans deep in his throat as he pumps his hips harder, stretching me. “Damn, Baby. Mmm…You feel so good!” He groans as he presses me harder against the shower tiles.
“Not too deep…please…” Groaning and trembling, he holds me in place as he begins to drive faster, deeper, so wildly that my ass is bouncing off the wall with each hard thrust. Suddenly he throws his head back and lets out a string of loud guttural grunts as his muscles tense and his body jerks until I feel his hot creamy release deep inside my quivering core.
Antonio’s loud grunts have tapered down to groans as he grinds and twitches uncontrollable against me for several long minutes before finally letting me slide off his tall muscular frame. My body feels so rubbery that I can’t stand on my own and I end up crumpling onto the shower floor with my head on my towel. Antonio lays down on the floor beside me and immediately tries to suck one of my nipples into his mouth. “Antonio you’re such a big greedy baby.” I tease, pushing his head away. Laughing, he replies, “Yes, I am. I’m your big baby and I crave your delectable berries morning, noon and night.”
We lay on the shower floor for several minutes before Antonio braces himself above me, then leans down to kiss my lips. “I love you Tiressa.”
This time when he says those three simple words, I don’t feel a sense of panic or uncertainty or fear. This time his declaration of love breeches all barriers and conquers my heart. Antonio loves me and I love him.
***
“Umm, your shoulders taste just as delicious as your other parts.” Antonio purrs close to my ear as he continues kissing my naked shoulder. When I moan and snuggle deeper into the bedding, he persists. “Come on Ti, wake up already, it’s after two in the afternoon.” I mumble at him to go away and then feel the covers being peeled away from my naked body. “Antonio!” Lurching up, I grab for the comforter just a
s my breasts are uncovered. “Good, you’re finally up!” He chuckles wrapping his steely arms around me as he lays back down beside me, playfully biting my neck. “Last night was the best shower sex I ever had.”
Lightheartedly punching him in the arm, I exclaim, “Antonio, you jerk! I don’t want to hear about your previous lovers.”
“Sweetheart, I didn’t, nor would I ever, talk about my previous sexual liaisons with my current lady.” He states, his beautiful gray eyes solemn.
“So, am I just another sexual liaison like your previous women?” I tease.
“Never that, Baby, never that…but that was the best shower sex I’ve ever had. I don’t think I’ve ever cum so hard, so fast.”
“Antonio.”
Reaching under the cover, he places his big hand on my belly, caressing in circles. “I’m sure we made a baby, birth control or no birth control.”
“That’s not funny, Antonio.” Exasperated, I push his hand off my stomach. “Good, because I’m not laughing. I’m dead serious Ti, I felt it.” He swears, placing his hand back on my stomach and spreading his fingers wide, rubbing my belly once again. “You said you love me and that was all I could think about as I was making love to you.” Uncomfortable with where this conversation is going, I decide to tease him out of his serious mood. “I said I’m falling in love with you. Typical…you give a man an inch and he’ll take a mile.” Chuckling, he teases back. “I’ll give you an inch alright…as a matter of fact, I’ll give you nine long hard inches any time you want them.” He laughs trying to get on top of me as I try just as hard to get away from him. “You’re so greedy Antonio, we did it twice last night. That should hold you for a couple of days.” We joke and wrestle until I’m finally able to dive out of the bed and run naked into the dressing room to the sound of him laughing and shouting for me to come back.