by Hart, Alana
His hands came up to her head as she drew in his cock head with her lips fully into her lips. He moaned at the soft warmth of her mouth, the tension he's had for weeks coming to a full release fast. He swayed backwards to a chair where he yanked his pants down before he sat and allowed Jenna to continue with the ecstasy of her tongue over his hard cock.
"Mmmm, baby this is good," Darnell said as he looked down at Jenna going over his cock with her mouth. He reached up and ran his hands over her head, enjoying the moment. She slid her lips up and down and put a hand on his balls, gently massaging them as they drew up into his body. His phallus elongated more as he neared orgasm. The saltiness of his precum tingled on her tongue as she swallowed and kept moving. One final suck and sweep of her tongue and Darnell thrust his pelvis forward as his hard pole shot an abundance of cum into the back of Jenna's throat. She started to gag but stopped and dutifully swallowed until Darnell finished and his phallus became sensitized to the sucking. He shoved her head back.
After Darnell cleaned up he stood up and took Jenna into his arms kissing her and proceeded to pull the rest of her clothing off. It didn't take long and he had her in a seat, his face between her legs, at long last with his nose nuzzling in her warm muff. He recalled doing this years earlier as they had become close and dangerous as teens. He wanted to bury his bone in there but that would have to wait for another time. His tongue found her hard knob and his hands trailed up and grasped a nipple in each. He expertly tugged and squeezed her nipples as his tongue did a dance over her clit.
"Oh dear, you are so good," Jenna breathed as her body abandoned her and suddenly it became all about what Darnell did between her legs. She clawed at the top of his curly head, his lips and tongue moving through her slit bringing her to the brink of orgasm and then he'd pull back and grinned at her, causing her to want to scream. Finally she couldn't take it and held his head on her while she gyrated her hips and her pussy quivered into a full-blown orgasm that had her yelping and moaning for several moments until it finally subsided and she shoved his head back.
Neither one said a word as they dressed. Darnell took Jenna into his arms before they exited the room. "I don't regret it. Not one bit," he said before he kissed her. She tasted remnants of her essence on his tongue.
"I'm not even sure what this is. I just know I'm tired of pretending life is good when it's not really. I do know what I want, I just don't know how to have it at all times," Jenna said as she straightened up her clothing and hair.
Darnell took her into his arms once again. "All I know is that I tried to stay away from you. I just can't. I can't deny my feelings any more. Jenna, I love you. I have loved you all these years. I don't know what's going to happen or how. I just know that for now you're here and at least we have work," Darnell said.
"Where do we go from here?" Jenna asked before she opened the door. For the first time in a long time she had major doubts about her marriage lasting out the year ahead. Yet, the pull to do the right thing still tugged at her. She knew one thing for certain, she loved Darnell Pickens and in a way she still loved her husband Will too.
Chapter Ten
"How long will you be gone?" Will asked Jenna as she packed her bag.
"Just two nights. Darnell said we have to be in person to sign the papers to take control of the company. He's bringing me, as his assistant, plus his accountant and attorney. It will be two full days of business and then we'll get in late the third day." She snapped the luggage shut and turned to her inquiring husband. After tilting her head to the side she offered a smile while raising her eyebrows, hoping for Will’s approval.
"Okay, I don't like that you have to go away for overnighters now," Will said the concern obvious in his voice.
Jenna planted a kiss on his cheek. "It's okay. It's a good job. Travel is limited though. He just bought a huge paper mill and there is need to be there in person at the beginning," Jenna said and headed to the door with her husband grumbling behind her. As much as she hated how it disturbed Will she felt a surge of expectant happiness at spending the days with Darnell. She headed to work with an unstoppable grin on her face and to the anticipated three day business trip.
Macy didn't grumble as much as Will did about the business trip because Darnell had made many before. She just smiled and kissed her husband goodbye showing him more trust that Will showed Jenna. He asked her to come along knowing full well she had a busy schedule this week. Of course she had to decline much to Darnell’s delight.
The team loaded on the private jet in Huntsville to fly to Atlanta, Georgia. Just a little under an hour's flight and they arrived ready to seal the deal with the new acquisition. Darnell had rooms at the Embassy Suites. Ironically the rooms were on different floors, with the meeting times established. Jenna's room was on the floor below Darnell's. After they settled in he came by.
"Let's get some supper, alone," Darnell said with a twinkle in his sapphire blue eyes.
Jenna looked at him and this spur-of-the-moment invitation. At first she didn't know if she should. It tempted her beyond what she could even think possible. But in the end it drew her in, it is what she wants so she smiled and nodded. "Sure," she said slowly. “What about the others?”
“They have free time, they will do what they want. Andy has family here. I think Ted is calling it an early evening,” Darnell said as he placed his hand on her upper arm. “Let’s go, it’ll be okay.”
They hopped into Darnell's rented vehicle, a silver Bentley. Jenna smiled as she ran her hand over the rich soft leather interior. The vehicle hummed to life and Darnell drove to a steak and seafood place he enjoyed.
Over lobster and steak the two enjoyed each other’s company. Jenna glowed in the candle light as Darnell talked about his hopes and dreams for the future. Jenna noted one very important thing; he never mentioned his wife, so she did the same and didn't mention Will. They just talked and dreamed like they did in high school. Jenna found she rather enjoyed the extravagant lifestyle Darnell had.
After supper Darnell took Jenna driving around Atlanta. Darnell showed his favorite spots and all the fun tourist highlights. They stopped at Buckhead and strolled through the lively nightlife of the streets. They stopped at a bar for a glass of wine before heading back to the Bentley. Together, arm in arm, they strolled the streets acting as if they were couple and no one else were in the world.
Jenna wrapped her arms about her body as a cool breeze blew. Her hair fluttered softly in her face as she smiled wistfully at Darnell. His eyes searched hers, he could no longer stop it. He trailed his fingers across her forehead, pulling the hair from her eyes. She looked up at him with great longing, her eyes also searching his. He brought his full lips to hers ever so slowly in a soft kiss, one that has been denied since their connection in the conference room a couple of weeks ago.
He pulled her to him, his arms rubbing down her back and hugged her tightly. It felt so right holding her like this. Jenna smiled up at him, her eyes misty. The barriers came down as their lips met for the second time, this time heating up the passion between them. Unstoppable passion that won't be denied between the two.
Darnell pulled back and smiled into Jenna’s sweet face. After grabbing her hand they went to the car in a sprint and drove back to the city and straight to the Embassy Suites. Neither one said a word, the silence filled with anticipation of a longing well over-due.
He parked the car in the parking garage and pulled out the key. Jenna smiled at him as he reached over and grabbed her hand. She trembled at his touch. This is the moment she’d dreamed about for so long. “You ready?” Darnell asked. Jenna nodded and they took the elevator to the top floor to Darnell’s penthouse suite.
"You okay?" Darnell said as he brought Jenna back into his arms, this time in private. The room, elegantly decorated in creams and black in a modern design, offered a reprieve from prying eyes. It felt good to let their guard down and just be who they really are, two people in love.
"Yes," Jenna said a
s she shuddered. Their brief encounter back at the home office paled in comparison to what lay before them now. Jenna smiled as she came out of her jacket and Darnell followed her lead by removing his clothing.
It didn't take long for the couple to be down to their underwear and Darnell picked up Jenna, clad in a satin black bra and a pair of black thongs, and carried her to the king suite. "I took the liberty of having your bags brought up here. The others won't know, they are on the lower floors and they have other meetings in the morning. We'll be meeting them later in the day to sign the papers. No one will find out," Darnell said and landed his lips on hers in a lingering kiss and intensified their passion. Jenna didn’t care at this point as her body responded to Darnell’s advances. She wanted him and tonight that urge would be satisfied.
Darnell laid Jenna on the bed and as if in a dream came to her unhindered. He melted on top of her, kissing every hill and valley as she squirmed under his touch. He brought her to the brink of ecstasy as his fingers danced over her moist middle. She clawed at his back as she brought him on top of her desiring satisfaction.
"You enjoy making me squirm don't you?" Jenna asked as she giggled.
"Oh honey, it makes it all the better, but it really turns me on to see you so turned on." His mouth found hers and they wrapped their arms around each other, fully naked. She parted her legs as he took his nine-inch cock and rubbed it over her clit causing her to grind into him. Just before she came he inserted it into her pussy where he had wanted to be for so long.
"Ooomph, uhhh, so tight, little girl," Darnell said smiling down at Jenna.
She clawed at his back as he forced further into her. "Oh, I think you're going to poke right through me," Jenna said as she tried to back away from Darnell's thrusting.
"Do you want me to stop?" Darnell asked and momentarily stopped the thrusting.
"No, keep going." Jenna ground her pelvis with each thrust, the orgasm building deep within. Darnell pinched her nipples which brought her closer. "Oh, oh, uhhh." She writhed and bucked as the orgasm grabbed hold, taking her to a place where the only thing that mattered had to be Darnell.
His cock grew longer as he slid in and out as his cum built in the base of his cock. His abandoned love making took on a new level with Jenna as he thrust hard and fast before exploding into her, filling her pussy full of his hot semen.
"Uhhh, uhhh, fuck!" he writhed over her emptying himself and finally it stopped and he lay on top of her, panting for his breath, just enjoying the moment. Jenna squirmed under his weight.
Jenna giggled. "That was nice," she said as she shyly rose from the bed to head to the bathroom. Darnell made sure she had a spot in the bed when she returned.
"Stay with me," he coaxed as he patted the pillow beside him.
"Where else would I go?" Jenna climbed back into bed, scooting her naked body next to Darnell. He wrapped his arm around her as they spooned until they both fell asleep.
Chapter Eleven
Macy tried not to allow her fears to take over. She knew being married to a billionaire like Darnell he'd be in contact with other women. He's a sexy handsome man but up until now she trusted him. Ever since he hired Jenna Stuart he's made every excuse in the book to be at work and to work late as he possibly could. Macy hated that he insisted on taking Jenna with him to Atlanta. Her trust in him grew painfully thin.
And then there's the fact that he's either too tired to make love or he comes to bed after she's fallen asleep. Before Jenna, Darnell and Macy made love two or three times a week without fail. Now they rarely touched.
"Do we have a problem?" Macy asked Darnell late one night when she made advances on him and he resisted. She had come in wearing a sexy nightie with barely a glance from Darnell. She stood there glaring at him as he looked through work papers.
"Oh honey, no. I'm just tired. My mind is scattered with business. I'm sorry babe. Maybe when things settle down we can get back into our old routine," Darnell said making it clear that he wasn't in the mood at the moment.
Macy felt hurt at the rejection but she decided to make herself ultra-available from sleeping in the nude to making advances on him the second he walked through the door. Every single time he had an excuse, a reason why he couldn't be with her at that moment.
"Excuses," Macy muttered under her breath. She finally gave up trying and told him, "If you want me you know where I am." With that she headed to bed.
She had a bright idea to book a trip, one they had discussed for years, a cruise around Greece and Italy. "It's just two weeks. We could do with a change of scenery. Come on Darnell," Macy begged.
Darnell looked up from his paper at his wife. "Macy, this is so unlike you to beg about going on a trip like this. You're always saying we're too flashy with our wealth and now you want to hop on a yacht and tool around the Mediterranean?" He blinked at her with an annoyed look on his face.
"I want some time with my husband uninterrupted by the rest of the world. We own this town, why can't we leave it in the hands of your capable partners and the servants and just go? It's just two weeks. The business will survive without you for that amount of time," Macy begged, hoping he’d cave.
"I just can't. I can't leave right now. The business needs me," Darnell said, aggravated at his wife for pushing him. He looked bad down at his paper.
"Can't or won't?" Macy asked, hands on her hip, peering down at Darnell.
"Can't and won't. What difference does it make? I'm not leaving for two weeks right now." Darnell kept his eyes on the paper in front of him, not giving in to her demands.
Macy sighed. "What about a weekend? We could fly up to Martha's Vineyard and spend a long weekend there..."
"Macy please. Right now isn't a good time. I'm not going off." Darnell’s eyes glanced upward with a stern look.
"A short weekend?" Macy asked, trying to maintain her sweet voice.
"No," Darnell said shaking his head, his eyes fluttered back to the paper.
"One night. Fuck Darnell, you should be able to get away for one night," Macy said the anger building within her. Darnell snapped the paper shut and looked up sharply.
"Macy! Stop this. You're acting like a spoiled kid. I am busy, I have a lot on my mind. Even if I did get away for an evening I'd not be present because of all the things going on," Darnell said pointing his finger at his head.
"You can't even go out for one evening with me? Like on a date?" Macy asked feeling defeated.
Darnell grew tired of the barrage, set the paper down, and rubbed his hands over his face. "Right now I just can't. I'm sorry. You're a grown woman; you don't have to have me to entertain you. Why don't you go on the cruise? Take your mother or your sister along. Go and have fun," Darnell said.
"What? I don't want to get romantic with my sister or mother. I want to spend quality time with you. We never get together anymore. I'm just missing you Darnell is all," Macy said as the tears flowed.
Darnell felt sorry for her and rose up to take her into his arms. He brought her to the bedroom and gave her oral sex hoping it would exhaust her. But she seemed revitalized. He feigned an upset stomach when she made advances on him and he ran to the bathroom where he stayed for a good long while. After he returned he told Macy he didn't feel well so she'd leave him alone.
Macy sat down the next day making a list of all the things she suspected with Darnell and Jenna. It all added up perfectly. Her hands shook as she fumbled around looking for the phone number for the Alabama Bank and Trust. She swallowed hard as she punched in the numbers and made the call.
"Hello, yes, may I please speak with Will Stuart...This is Macy Pickens, Darnell Pickens' wife," she said knowing full well they would snap to and get Will on the phone pronto. Within seconds Will Stuart had picked up the phone.
"Hello Will, we need to meet as soon as possible..."
Chapter Twelve
Will hoisted the weights pulling the circuit for the second time during his workout. He had joined the gym in town to expend some pe
nt up energy and the practice of working out became addictive. Anything felt better than being in the empty house at home.
His mind flitted back to when he and Jenna were happy before Darnell Pickens showed up. The bastard had hired his wife and had taken her time and attention to the point at keeping Jenna tied up all the time with work. Will angrily shoved the weights back onto the stand and mopped at the sweat that formed on his forehead.
He sat back for a moment thinking of that morning. He had grown tired of taking matters into his own hands, he wanted some attention from his wife. He rolled over just before her alarm clock went off, shut it off for her and took her into his arms. She had been sleeping, a smile on her face. The moans coming from her turned Will on so he hoped for an early morning romp, one that was long overdue.
At first Jenna seemed receptive, to his delight. She moaned again and started pulling him to her until she opened her eyes. For a split second she looked horrified and scrambled to get out of his embrace.
"What's going on? Shit, I'm almost late. Let go, I have to get ready," she said as she checked the clock and wriggled to get out of his embrace.
"I just turned it off. Come on baby, stay here for just a few more minutes," Will said seductively trying to get his wife to submit to him.
"I can't. Fuck, I need to get ready," she said angrily as she hopped out of bed and raced to the bathroom.
"You know, I'm your husband and I deserve some attention every now and then. You've been fucking avoiding me for a long time now," Will said throwing back the cover to reveal his stiff cock.