by CELENE CAREY
“Here, let me fix this…” Sal said as he reached behind my head and pulled my bun free. My hair cascaded down over one shoulder. He ran his fingers through the softness, the slight curl form the bun slipping through his fingers as my hair returned to a semi-straight style. I blushed.
“Don’t forget your earrings.” He said, picking up the box that had been discarded on the floor of the limo. I plucked the gorgeous diamond earrings from the velvet box and slipped them into the pierced holes in my ears. Sal slipped on my shoes, kissing the top of each foot just above the toes before the hardened black leather covered them.
Mack opened the door for us when we were ready and Sal slipped out first, he turned and offered his hand to me. Taking it I got out of the limo. We were at one of the most expensive and trendy Italian restaurants in the city. There was no way in hell I could afford the prices on their menu had I come here of my own volition. On Sal’s arm, I walked down a soft burgundy carpet while Mack moved the limo for the next patrons to pull up.
CHAPTER 6
Two doormen opened the bronze and glass doors. Sal escorted me inside where the soft strains of a string quartet played over the murmurs of the dining crowd. A Maître’d escorted us to a private booth and placed menus in front of us. While we looked over the orders, Sal told me to order anything I desired, he knew the owner and it would be no problem for their chefs to have anything I wanted ready, on the menu or not.
We placed our orders and a waiter took our drinks orders, returning to us within minutes with glasses of bubbly. We toasted each other and drank, Sal’s eyes on mine. When I placed my glass down, he took my hands in his. I felt the warmth of him against my skin. Damn, I knew I was falling for him and his charms. He lifted my hands to his lips and kissed the knuckles, softly speaking to me, talking about his early life.
The only son of two immigrants, he’d worked hard to get to where he was now. I spoke of Ty, his father had left me shortly after I found out and told him we were expecting. I never saw him again but heard he had married and had another family with someone else. Sal leaned over and pressed his lips to mine.
His soft words against my lips made my heart leap a little.
“He was a fool to not see what a wonderful woman was in front of him. Fortunately, I am no fool.” His lips slid against mine in a gentle kiss that I deepened, pulling his warm body against mine.
When our meals arrived, Sal slipped in closer to me, picked up my fork and began to feed me by his own hand. I was a touch embarrassed but found it very sexy, especially when he caressed my jawline and leaned in to lick the savoury cream drops that had slipped from my lips to dribble down my chin, catching my hand before I could bring the napkin to clear the drizzle.
When I had eaten my fill, his plate still sat untouched. I gifted him with the same treatment, I’d had a little more practice in feeding someone from my tour of duty when Ty was a baby. Sale smiled as I fed him, he was obviously enjoying this as much as I was. When our plates had been cleared, we sat back in the booth. Sal pulled me up onto his lap and trailed his hand down the bare skin of my back. His warm lips pressed against my cheek, then moved up towards my ear.
“When I get you home,” he whispered. “I’m going to do such wicked things to you.” He said, his voice filled with lustful promise. I shivered in anticipation.
“What are you going to do?” I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, my eyes closed as his fingers traced lines and circles along my back.
“I’m going to carry you to my bed.” He whispered, I felt his free hand shift around my middle, “Lay you down on the covers,” his thumb brushed the underside of my breasts as his hand moved up. “Slip your dress and shoes off, and slowly torture you with my tongue.” I wriggled a little on his lap, feeling his cock harden beneath my ass. He slapped me sharply on the thigh. I squeaked at the sharp sting.
“If you keep that up, we won’t even make it to my place.” I breathed deeply, trying not to pant in arousal. Sal continued to tease my body with his hands as he returned his lips to my ear to whisper. “Then I’ll remove your bra and taste your sweet tits, licking, suckling and nipping them until your nipples harden to the point that they ache for me.” I couldn’t help it, I moaned softly, my mind going into overdrive as I imagined Sal’s erotic whispers becoming reality.
“And then?” I asked, my voice husky with desire.
“And then I’ll remove my own clothes and slip my hard cock into your sweet, wet cunt, taking you hard.” I turned and regarded him with eyes half-lidded with lust.
“Gentlemen don’t speak like that…” I said with a cheeky smile. Sal leaned down and bit my shoulder, trailing his tongue across the roundness of it before he looked up at me.
“I never said I was one.” He smiled. Our desserts arrived, Sal tipping the waiter and then fed me the tiramisu by his own hand. We finished and paid the bill. The rampant desires running through my body, fuelled by Sal’s descriptions of the events ahead made my body hot with arousal. When he took my hand it was all I could do to hold myself back from simply jumping him. Down girl!
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His hands and lips tortured what skin was available to him on the way back to the Club and his penthouse. We took a service entry and entered the door marked ‘private’ which led to his private elevator. Mack escorted us to the penthouse then bid us a good night. I smiled and thanked him, noticing something akin to regret in his eyes. I barely had time to wonder about the look he gave me before Sal swept me off my feet and made good on his promises.
The soft mattress met my back as Sal lay me down. His hands running over my body from shoulders, to collarbone, his fingers slipped under the top of the dress and pulled it down over the swell of my breasts, my stomach, bunching the material of my red dress. He slipped the expensive garment over my waist and around the swell of my hips, revealing my bare pussy before he slipped the dress over my legs and feet. As the dress left my body, he took my shoes off one after the other, slipping off the thigh-high nylons that had sheathed my legs.
His warm hands ran up over my legs followed by soft seductive kisses. My moans joined the soft sounds of his kisses against my trembling skin. Sal reached up and caressed my breasts through the strapless bra. He groaned and slipped his hand under the bra to get at the warm mounds that tempted him. I arched my back, pressing the breast into his palm. I gasped as his tongue slipped between my wet folds.
My body was sensitive with the hard arousal. The world span as Sal used his tongue and lips to, as he had promised, torture me with pleasure.
“Oh god, Sal.” I whispered, whimpering as he slipped his tongue inside my pussy, exploring as his free hand found the nub of my clit and began to rub in slow circles. I squirmed on the king sized bed as he pleasured me. My heart beating hard as my breath panted through parted lips, accompanied by moans and little cries of pleasure.
I moaned with disappointment as his lips left the warmth of my pussy. His lips, wet with my sex trailed kisses above my mound, up my stomach and up to the edge of my bra. He slipped a hand beneath my back and lifted me up, kneeling he unstrapped the bra and pulled it from my body. My breasts were freed from their prison, Sal’s eyes captured their bounty with a look of desirous awe etched on his face.
He leaned down and captured a hardened nipple in his warm, wet mouth. Tracing his hot tongue around the areola, before nipping gently on the hard bud of my nipple. His body rose above me, his handsome face smiling down as he leaned down and sucked at the base of my throat. I breathed hard as the jolts of sensation rammed their way through my body to my core. “Sal…” I whispered, hoarse with desire. “Take me, please.” Sal licked along my jawline before he pulled back and stripped his shirt from his body.
His torso was rippled with muscle, not as bulging as Mack’s appeared to be, but damn he was hot. I ran my hands over the sculpture that was his defined muscle as he straddled me. I sat up and pressed my lips to his pectorals. My tongue sliding over the hard, skin-bound muscle. My own tongue
teasing his nipple. Sal lifted his hips and I reached down and undid his belt. His pants soon followed, along with his boxer briefs, freeing his cock. I let my hands drift down to the satiny hardness that rested against his stomach, straining to be within me. His response was a throaty groan as I caressed the head with fingertips that trembled with the need to have him deep within me.
Sal pushed me back down roughly, my breasts bouncing as I hit the mattress. He followed, pressing his body flush against me. He shifted, pressing himself between my legs, which I willingly spread open for him. I felt the hot head of his cock nudge between my lips, I shifted up a little, letting him slip in easily between my wet folds, gasping as he began to fill me.
His groans of pleasure were guttural as he began to move within me. I moved, meeting his thrusts as they began to shift into a higher, more impassioned gear. My gasps and moans accompanied each thrust that he gave me. My body cried out with the pleasure of his body within mine as we became once. I wrapped my arms around his muscular shoulders, my fingernails digging into the flesh there, urging him in deeper as I panted against him.
His hips moved hard as he thrust. The smell of his cologne mixing with his sweat as his body slickened with the heat. I wrapped my legs around his, pulling him in deeper. He growled as he felt my inner core tighten against his hard shaft. I cried out, my first orgasm hitting me out of the blue. Sal pulled out, making me whimper at the loss of his cock filling me.
He grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my stomach, pulling my still aroused body to my hands and knees. He plunged back into me, pushing my body forward, and my breasts swung. His grip hard on my hips as I cried out in pleasure. His thrusts becoming more energetic as he grunted behind me, thrusting hard. I wriggled against him when he slipped a hand between my legs and played with my clit.
Bursts of powerful pleasure erupted from my core to short-circuit my system when he roared his release, bringing me to utter completion at the same time. His hot seed shuddering out of him and into me. He panted heavily, his short sharp breaths matching mine as he leaned over my body, covering me with his. His lips pressed against the back of my neck as he rolled us both over onto our sides. He was still deep within me, not that I minded.
I trembled with the little aftershocks of his own orgasm as he still pulsed inside me. His arms wrapped around me, holding me tightly against his warm, sweat-dampened body.
I rested in his arms before I felt him pull out, his seed trailing along my thigh as he went. He groaned softly as he lay on his back. I felt his warm hand pulling softly on my shoulder, encouraging me to roll over into his side. I found myself warm and content, laying nude beside him. Sal leaned his head down and kissed my temple.
“Hmmm... I could get used to this with you, Tess.” He said softly. I felt my heart give a little flutter as I looked up into his eyes. They gazed back at me with a sheen of post-sexual relaxation and the hint of growing desire. He traced his hand over my shoulder and arm, pulling my hand over and placing it on his shoulder. I snuggled in against him. “Me too…” I murmured sleepily. The exhaustion of the day and the excitement and activities of our date had brought me to a comfortable and sleepy state. Sal shifted, getting to his knees and picking me up, he managed to pull the covers back and slipped me beneath them. A beeping form his pocket got his attention. Picking up his jeans, he grabbed his phone from his pocket.
“This better be important.” He growled into the phone. Sal listened to whatever the caller had to say before he grunted. “I’ll be right down.” He picked up his clothes and slipped them on.
“Is everything all right?” I asked him, sitting up in the bed. The sheets fell from my upper body, revealing my breasts in the light of the room. Sal reached over and caressed my face before lowering his lips to taste my nipples again. He pulled away, holding the taut bud in his teeth before releasing it with a flick of his tongue against the sensitive tip. My gasp made him smile.
“Just something that has popped up. Unfortunately it is something I have to attend to.” He leaned in and kissed me. I reached up and caressed the stubble on his chin.
“I’m sure I can make something else pup up that will require your attention when you get back.” I said cheekily, and with a snap of my teeth. Sal grinned.
“Now that, I will hold you to when I get back.”
“That a threat, or a promise?” I said, biting my bottom lip.
His reply was a wink and a smile as he finished dressing and left me in his bed. I lay back down under the covers, sated and tired.
CHAPTER 7
I woke a few hours later with Sal snuggled up behind me, spooning. His breath warm on the nape of my neck, and his hands softly caressing the roundness of my breasts. I sighed as I shifted. “Good morning.” He said softly, kissing the back of my head. I stretched, yawned and rolled over.
“Morning, what time is it?” I asked, my body felt deliciously used.
“About five a.m.” Sal said as I rolled onto my back. I ran a hand over my eyes, wiping the sleep from them. Sal leaned over and pressed his lips to mine, his mouth opening against my lips, and his tongue seeking entry. I opened up, letting him explore my mouth with sweet, slow licks of his tongue. I only hoped that my morning breath wasn’t too bad, though he didn’t seem to care as he shifted himself to cover my body with his.
I could feel the hard erection he sported rubbing against my stomach as he rolled his hips.
My own arousal soon bloomed as his hands and lips explored my body. I parted my thighs and let him slide into my pussy with a roll of his hips. His lovemaking was less frantic than last night’s hot sex. This round was more subtle, sensual and sweet. My body responded to each touch with a tremble and a gasp from my lips as he moved within me, slowly, even more torturously than when he had licked my pussy last night.
I came with sobbing gasps as he groaned and pulsed within me. Sal slipped out and led me to the shower. He carefully washed my body before he took me again, pressing me against the cool tiles of his shower as the hot water pounded our bodies. I gripped his shoulders as he thrust up hard into me, my body rubbing against his. Sweet cries of release screaming from my lips as I felt my pussy clench around his hardness. He groaned hard into my shoulder as he sought and found his own, his cock pulsing and twitching inside my core as he thrust hard at his release.
I stepped out from the shower, only to be captured in his embrace, a towel separating our wet bodies. Sal kissed me passionately as he dried my body. “I’ve got some clothes ready for you to wear, I’ll have your dress cleaned and Mack will bring it to your place later when it’s ready.” He kissed me again before he pulled away, reluctantly. “I was hoping to spend the day with you, but I have to finish dealing with the situation that came up last night.” He said, regret showing in his eyes. I nodded.
“It’s okay. I hope I can see you again.” I said, as I let him wrap me up in the towel.
“Are you kidding?” He said with a smile. “I’m not going to let you go that easily.” He turned me around and slapped my ass through the towel.
“I’ll be sending something along with the dress for you to wear on Sunday night.” He said, kissing my shoulder.
“But, Sal, I’m working Sunday night.”
“No, you’re not.” He said. “You’ve got Sunday off to accompany me to a charity thing.”
“A charity thing?” I repeated, unsure if I was hearing him correctly.
“Yes, a charity ball, raising money for homeless kids.”
“But I can’t…” Sal came up and pressed his finger against my lips. His hard body pressed against mine. “Yes, you can, and yes, you will.” He said before he slipped his finger down my lips, along my throat and caressed my collarbone. His lips pressed hard against mine before he pulled away and left me in the bathroom. He came back in a moment later with my bra and a summer dress in his hands.
“Now get dressed. Mack will drive you home, and make sure you get Tyler to school and back home again.” He said, smiling as h
e gazed into my eyes.
“Why are you so kind to me?” I asked.
“Because you are worth it.”
“You hardly know me, Sal.”
He grinned. “I know you enough to want to be with you, as long as you are willing.”
His eyes searched mine. “Are you willing to be with me Tess?” he asked.
I looked deeply within myself. The money he had didn’t matter, the man he had shown me to be so far was kind, gentle and a consummate lover. Everything a girl could want. Everything that Tyler’s father had not been.
I nodded. “Yes, Sal, I am willing.” He grinned, “And let’s get one thing clear, I’m not after your money, I never will be. I’m not a gold digger, a black widow or what-have-you. I am a woman who believes in love and family before anything else.”
Sal nodded. “This, I knew. I’ve had too many other women after my money. I am more than happy to share my life with a woman who wants me for me.” He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine again before he pulled away. “Now I have to get going. There’s a breakfast tray in the kitchen waiting for you. Pancakes, strawberries and cream and a pot of coffee. I had intended on joining you, but this can’t wait.” He caressed my cheek, and I leaned in against the warmth of his hand. He left me in the bathroom, the clothes sitting on the counter.
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I quickly dressed and sorted my hair before I grabbed some breakfast. I was just finishing my pancakes, smothered in cream and topped with strawberries when there was a knock on the door and Mack entered.
“Morning!” I said cheerily, wiping the cream from the corner of my mouth with a finger, before sucking the sweetness off the tip, and then licking the corner of my mouth to ensure I had no cream left there.
Mack grinned at me.
“Well good morning to you too.” He said. I poured a cup of coffee. “Coffee?” I offered him. He nodded.