by Harper Sloan
He was sitting at his desk with the newspaper spread in front of him, but I could clearly see that he wasn’t reading it. His head was in his hands, and he was practically staring through the paper. My heart stuttered when I saw how sad he looked. He was not as well put together as usual, and he looked like he hadn’t slept. That silly man believed that he couldn’t love, but if he had a mirror, he’d know differently. Saying a little prayer, I stepped into the office with my iPad in hand.
“Good morning, Dante. We need to go over some of the messages I just took. There seems to be some real problems with the Thailand job. Do you want me to schedule a meeting with Damien and Sandra now, or do you want to wait until after lunch?”
The look on his face was priceless and heartbreaking all at the same time. He was perfectly stunned to see me standing there, and I knew that the way to handle him was to deal with work first and get him used to having me around again before talking to him anything serious. Smiling at him, I raised my eyebrows. “What do you think? Meeting this morning, or after lunch?”
“Sabrina? Is that actually you, or am I dreaming again?”
I shook my head at him and gave him my most professional smile. “It’s me. I’m back. We can discuss all of this later. Right now we need to talk about the problem in Thailand. It’s serious. When do you want to meet with Damien and Sandra?”
I could see that he was struggling to step into work mode. “Right… a meeting. Fill me in and we’ll go from there.”
Striding across the office, I grabbed the chair in front of his desk and pulled it to the other side so that I could sit right next to him. While he folded up the newspaper, I discreetly pulled my skirt up so that when I sat down he would have a view to the fact that I was wearing garters.
Sitting down, I acted as if I didn’t notice that my thighs were exposed. Turning my iPad on, I pulled up some photos for him to look at and began flicking through them.
“These photos were just sent in by the assistant project manager. Look at the supplies, Dante. They’re entirely different than what we’ve been paying for. I think someone is stealing from us.”
My inner sex kitten gave a little smile as I watched him struggle to look at the photos instead of my thighs. Unfortunately this really was something we needed to deal with, and he snapped himself into the present and focused like a laser on the photos I was showing him.
Grabbing his mouse, I pulled up the ledgers for the Thailand job, and we started going through the lists of supplies line by line, comparing them to the photos we'd been sent.
Blowing out a frustrated breath he smacked his hand down on his desk. “Dammit. Someone is stealing from us. Of all the fucking times for this to happen, this is the worst. I want to focus on you, not this."
Blowing out a breath, he got himself together. "Alright, Rina, talk to Damien and Sandra and get them both in the conference room as soon as humanly possible. Tell them to bring their laptops. I’ll bring both of ours if you head in and set up the big screen for us to look at all of this.”
“I've got it, boss. I’ll have them in the conference room in the next ten minutes. See you there.”
The rest of the day passed at warp speed as we broke down the Thailand problem and decided how to deal with it. As it turned out, the project manager we had over there was putting in fake receipts for the expensive supplies that we normally used, but had instead been using cheaper supplies and pocketing the difference.
By the end of the meeting, Sandra was ready to head off to Thailand, the company jet waiting to whisk her away. When Dante walked her down to the parking garage, I took the chance to talk to Damien. He was a little worse for the wear today, and I assumed he had been out drinking the night before.
Smiling weakly at me he said, “I know you’re up to something, Sabrina. Don’t think I didn’t notice that your skirt is shorter than usual. I take it you have decided to fight for him?”
I nodded in the affirmative. “Of course I did. You know I love him. I ran like a coward at first, but once I had time to think, fighting for him was the only option. He'll never understand how worthy he is if I don't fight.”
I loved the smile he gave me as he stepped forward and wrapped me in a giant hug. “Right on, Rina. He’s in love with you too, even if he can’t say it out loud just yet. Now you just need to make him realize it. I love my brother, and no one deserves happiness as much as he does."
Kissing him on the cheek I smiled. “You're right, he does deserve it. I'm not quitting on your brother. I’ve got a plan to make him realize what we've got.”
Heading back to our office suite, I packed up and waited for Dante to come back from seeing Sandra off. When he stepped through the door, I felt the charge of electricity. We'd both been trying to reel it in all day, but now it was right at the surface. Standing, I walked over to him.
“Dante, we need to talk. I don’t want to do it here. We need someplace private. That leaves your house or mine. Which one would you prefer?”
The look on his face was priceless. He was downright thrown that I’d just taken the bull by the horns. I could almost see the wheels turning in his mind as he tried to figure out what I’d do next.
Running his hands through his hair, he stared at me. “Um… Well my house is a little closer. Do you want to go there? We could get dinner.”
Smiling, I turned and bent over my desk to grab my purse. I knew I’d just given him quite a view of the garters, and I wiggled a little bit as I straightened up.
“Your house is fine. How about you go get soup and sandwiches from the deli by your house? I’ll meet you there.”
“Sandwiches and soup, sure I can do that. That sounds fine. Do you have anything particular you want, or can I just order whatever catches my eye as usual?”
How I thrilled at the sound of his accelerated breathing. Giving a discreet look down, I could clearly see that he was hard as a rock. I had him on the ropes, and I loved it. Giving him a smile, I nodded. “Yep, just grab whatever looks good. I’ll meet you at the house.”
I drove like the wind to his house, glad that I had a key to his house on my ring “In case of emergency.” I thought this qualified. I ran through the door with my overnight bag and made my way right to his bathroom. Throwing my hair up in a clip, I jumped into the shower to freshen up.
When I got out of the shower I applied lotion all over my body again before putting on the caged leaf teddy that I'd gotten on my shopping trip. I brushed my hair so that it was shiny and floated around me like a cloud, and then sprayed J’Adore. Once I was finished getting ready, I made my way back into the bedroom and arranged myself across his bed.
I’d just gotten myself into position when I heard him come into the house through the garage. I could hear him wandering through the house, and a minute or so later, he started to call for me.
“Sabrina! Sabrina? Where are you?”
Smiling to myself I called out, “I’m up here, Dante. Can you come help me please?”
I heard him as he picked up his pace and started running up the stairs. “Sabrina! Is everything okay? Are you hurt?”
The look on his face as he skidded to a halt in the doorway was priceless. Giving him my sultriest look, I shook my head in answer as I cupped my breasts. “No. I hurt all over, like my body is on fire.”
Running my hands down my body, I slid my fingers over my sex. I could feel how wet I was through the fabric, and I moaned at the contact.
His breath came out in a whoosh when I slipped a finger under the material to touch my clit. Maintaining eye contact with him, I arched my back as my finger slid up and down on my clit. “I'm on fire baby. Can you lick it all better?”
The look he gave me was one hundred percent lust filled shock. “Holy. Fucking. Shit. Sabrina, is this really what you want? I’m hanging on by a broken thread over here.”
Pulling my finger away, I put it in my mouth and sucked. I loved that his eyes were eating me alive. “I know what I want. I want you to fuck
me, and I want you to fuck me hard. Don’t even think about holding back.”
He was a blur as he came across the room and got on the bed with me, grabbing my head and tilting it back as he placed his lips at the pulse in my throat and gently bit.
My legs thrashed as he held my head still and laved my neck with his tongue and teeth. He knew how to work my body in ways that I still couldn't wrap my mind around, and I struggled to remember to breathe. “Please! Dante, don’t tease. Get naked.”
Smiling at me he stepped back from the bed and stripped before coming back and helping me take the teddy off. “Damn, Sabrina. This thing is hot with a capital H.”
Wiggling my hips, I helped him get it off of me, sighing in relief when we were both naked.
I loved the look in his eyes as he took in the fact that I was totally naked, laid entirely bare before him.
“Oh my fucking god, baby. You’re completely bare! Holy fuck that is hot.”
Sliding my hand down my thigh, I rubbed my fingers over the smoothness at my center, drawing his attention to it that much more.
“I sure am. I got a Brazilian wax yesterday. They say that being fully bare makes sensation even more intense. Shall we test that out?”
Nodding his head almost as though in a trance, he slid me back on the bed, then straddled me. “Oh hell yes, baby. I'm going to devour your beautiful pussy.”
Making his way down my body, he licked and nipped at me as he made a straight trip right to my core. Pushing my legs apart with his hands, he bent forward and blew gently on my cleft.
I arched my back and squealed at the sensation. Running his hands down my legs to the juncture of my thighs, he spread me apart with his thumbs, gathering my cream and spreading it up onto my clit. The feeling was crazy intense, and I felt my body flush with heat. Pulling my lips apart, he gently placed his tongue on me and started wiggling it ever so gently.
Pinching the top of my nether lips, he went to work sliding his tongue all over my sex. The feeling of him going down on me now that I was bare was utterly mind blowing. My juices were coming out faster and faster, and he was getting flooded with them as I undulated under his ministrations.
Growling at me, he held my hips steady. “I love tasting you so much. You have no idea how fucking sweet your pussy tastes to me. I love that you get so wet for me.”
Moaning, I licked the index finger and thumb on each of my hands and then started pinching my nipples as he fucked me with his wicked tongue. Sliding two fingers into my dripping wet sex, he started gliding them back and forth in time with his licks and sucks. I was all pants and moans as his tongue expertly worked me to a fever pitch. I was shaking and moaning under his expert assault, my heart thundering in my chest. Pulling his fingers out, he added a third and then pushed back in.
“Oh fuck, Dante! That’s fucking incredible. What the hell is happening to me?”
Starting to fuck me harder with his fingers, he gave a husky laugh. “Your cunt wants to be full of my cock is what’s happening. I’m going to fuck you hard, Sabrina, just like you asked. These fingers are just the tip of the iceberg.”
His words send me over the edge, and I exploded in orgasm, screaming as he continued to fuck me with his fingers. “Oh god! Don’t stop, don’t stop, please, don’t stop!”
I came like crazy while he fucked in and out of me harder and harder with his fingers, flicking my clit with his tongue at the same time. My heart was slamming inside my chest, my breath coming hard and fast, and he wasn't stopping.
Suddenly he pulled his fingers out and flipped me over onto my knees. Spreading them wide, he slammed his cock into my tight pussy in one hard thrust. I screamed as I wiggled and clenched around him, still coming as I rode out the longest orgasm of my life.
It went on and on, not stopping. My body was like a firecracker as his dick hammered at my cervix. Bending forward, he bit my neck as he slapped my ass and I screamed from the sensation. The sweat was flying off of both of us as I panted, yelled and clawed at the sheets.
Arching my back, I screamed in ecstasy as he continued spanking me, alternating spanks with gentle rubs. When he stopped spanking, he pinched my nipples and I screamed, “OH GOD!” as my orgasm didn’t just double in size, it tripled.
Everything went gray around me as I felt his come start to jet into me, and I literally exploded from the sensation as he continued to slam in and out of me. My last semi coherent thought was that he’d fucked me literally to death.
I’m not sure how long I was in that space, almost floating above my body. Enough time passed that he was finishing cleaning me with a wet washcloth when I returned to earth. I was my back and staring at the ceiling in shock. I wasn't sure what had just happened, but it was almost too intense.
Sitting up, I pushed my hair back from my face. I was sweaty and sticky and the bed was damp underneath me. I watched in silence as Dante climbed into the bed beside me, wrapping his arms around me and taking my mouth in a short kiss that left me breathless all over again.
“You blacked out, but don’t worry, you’re fine baby. That got seriously hot.” Chuckling, he kissed the corner of my mouth. “Actually, that's a serious fucking understatement. The feeling of your orgasm going on and on was so intense that honestly, I almost grayed the fuck out too. I’ve never come that hard, ever. Only the fear of crushing you to death kept me alert.”
Throwing my arm over my eyes, I groaned. “Holy shit how embarrassing is that! Who blacks out from orgasm?”
Pulling my arm back from over my eyes, he kissed my fingers and smiled. “Baby, embarrassed is the very last thing you should be. That was hands down the best feeling I’ve ever had in my entire life. That’s really saying something, since every single time with you is mind blowing.”
God I loved him. He made me feel so good about sharing the deepest parts of myself with him. Nothing with him was ever too dirty or too much. With Dante, I felt free to let myself go and explore my boundaries, giving up my pleasure to him freely and without reservation. He literally took me to places I didn't know existed, and he made me feel safe as he did it.
I finally understood what my mother meant all those times that she told Brooke and me that being truly intimate with someone you loved left you free to fly. It never really made sense to me before because I wasn't flying with my two previous lovers. With Dante, I'm in flight and I get it. I see so clearly now why I was never comfortable with my first two partners. I wasn’t in love with them. I was in like, and I held huge parts of myself back. The difference between the experiences was like night and day. It was only when I felt love that I was able to let all my barriers down, and once I did that, the pleasure all but assaulted me.
I remembered telling my mother how uninspiring sex felt to me. "It's nothing like what you said, mom. I think maybe I just don't like it. I probably wouldn't even know if I met 'the one' because nothing seems to be happening for me in that department." A memory hit me in Technicolor of her sad smile as she said, “Oh, Sabrina. This is why I told you to wait for ‘the one’. You’ll find him honey. But until then, sex will just be sex, and it won't be very inspiring. Don’t settle for that again. When you find him, the difference will be obvious. That’s how it was for me when I met your father.”
I stayed in his arms for quite a while, soaking up his strength and enjoying the scent of us that permeated the air. Smiling at him, I pulled his head down to mine to kiss him before standing up and pulling him from the bed toward the bathroom. I stopped on my way and grabbed my shampoo and conditioner from my bag, along with a little something extra I thought he was going to enjoy tremendously.
By the time I got into the bathroom he had the shower on and I entered, standing right beside him as we relaxed into the jets that were spraying us from every angle. Pushing him back onto the bench in the shower, I put on a little show of washing myself, bending and turning this way and that to give him the best angle.
He tried to reach out and touch me twice, but each time I shooed
him away and told him to keep watching. Once I was thoroughly clean, I turned my attention to him. Using the showerhead hose attachment, I cleaned him from head to toe, back and front.
After he was clean, I stood him against the wall and maintained eye contact as I dropped to my knees in front of him to take the tip of his hard cock into my mouth, swirling my tongue around and around the tip. I paid significant attention to the slit at the tip, the bottom of the head and the beautiful vein that ran the length of the underside of his beautiful cock. My tongue and mouth worked together to touch every part of him, driving him crazy.
Lifting his cock up, I pointed it toward his stomach with my left hand and took one of his balls in my right hand, licking and sucking and humming all around it before taking the left into my mouth as well. His breath was coming in pants as I worked him, and I was giving him no mercy. Reaching out his hands, he fisted his hands in my hair. "Baby… your mouth is incredible!"
I shook my head and pulled back before making my way back up his chest. I kissed him long and hard before telling him to bend over and put his hands on the bench. He raised an eyebrow at me, but did as he was told. Grabbing the shower sprayer, I sprayed him from head to toe again, paying specific attention to his balls as he groaned.
Dropping the shower sprayer, I grabbed the little something extra I'd brought into the shower. “Dante, start rubbing your cock. I want to watch.”
He wasted no time, wrapping his fist around his cock and starting to pump up and down as he groaned. I loved watching his fist shuttle up and down, loved watching him struggle to maintain control. Getting back onto my knees, I spread his beautiful ass cheeks and started rubbing my fingers up and down the crack, tickling his rear entrance as I did so.
“Oh fuck, Sabrina! That’s… fuck. Holy shit. It’s crazy fucking intense.”
Smiling, I told him to bend over further and spread his legs. He made me so happy when he complied, because I knew he trusted me completely. Squirting some of the lube I brought with me onto my fingers, I gently started pushing into his ass with my middle finger.