Tempt: A Dark Billionaire Romance (Dark Odyssey Club Fantasies Book 2)

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by Faith Summers


  “Was that too much? I mean … I guess there’s some secrets you should keep.” She asks.

  I answer by lowering to eat a grape off her and then I take her right nipple into my mouth and suck on it.

  The pleasure filled look on her face hardens my cock but I’m keeping control because I want to enjoy her. It’s also good for us to talk like this.

  “No…” I answer. “A secret like that is not too much and that’s something I should know. So my first secret that you should know is this: I was jealous as fuck of ever guy I ever saw you with. It made me crazy because I wanted to be your first too.”

  As the words fall from my lips the awareness of what I’m saying hits me hard. I probably feel the way she does with such a secret being too much to reveal. Too much to express because there’s deeper emotion and meaning to it than what I can say.

  I’m a fool. I walked around trying to pretend that I couldn’t see what she felt for me , and in the midst of it all I pushed aside the fact that I loved her.

  She reaches up an touches my face.

  “Dante…” she says my name on the edge of a whisper and suddenly in that split second something changes between us. Something different happens in between her touch and our words. it doesn’t feel like we’re just messing around anymore or like we were in the first place.

  “Yeah… that’s secret number one.” I give her an easy smile and take another grape to feed it to her. “Next. What else is there Princesa?”

  She looks up at me cautiously. “Please don’t be mad at me.”

  “I won’t be. This is us being real with each other. I can’t be mad at that.”

  “Okay… When… um, you first announced your engagement I was happy for you but I was so sad because I thought I lost you and I very nearly did. I wasn’t happy when you broke up with Marie but I saw it as another chance for me.”

  God, this is the opening to tell her at least two secrets. One that Marie and I broke up because of my feelings for her and two, Marie is back in town and wanted me back.

  I can’t share either of those though. I don’t want to spoil the moment and I don’t want her to feel bad about anything.

  “Rachel… when I met Marie I thought that she was great and I did love her but was something missing. There wasn’t that spark of something that I wanted to have for the rest of my life. I shouldn’t have asked her to marry me. I guess maybe that’s two more secrets rolled into one.” I take two grapes off her and eat them.

  “Me too,” she chuckles and I feed her two grapes. We each have two left. “You’re not mad at me for thinking I had another chance. You were so crushed when she left.”

  “No… I’m not mad at you. Honestly I kind of saw it for what it was and what it wasn’t. maybe I thought I saw a chance with you too but I didn’t want to cross your father.”

  “Don’t worry about him.”

  “I’m not anymore. Anyway… unless you have any more secrets like that to tell me I want to hear something wild. For your next two secrets, tell me your fantasies baby. I want to hear what you want me to do to you.” I give her another grape.

  When she looks hesitant I know then she’s thinking wild. This girl is as dark as me when it comes to wild sexual fantasies.

  “I want you to …spank me. I want you to catch me off guard and do it.”

  Fuck… that’s what I mean. “Off guard?”

  “Yes, so it can’t be now because I’d expect it.”

  I laugh and give her thigh a playful smack. “Okay baby I’ll plan something that will catch you off guard.”

  “I can’t wait. Your turn. I want to hear wild from you.”

  I lower to eat my fourth grape off her and suck on her other nipple. I’m tempted to continue and on to her pretty pink pussy to eat her out, but I hold off. there will be plenty of time for that in a little while. I want to get her wet and ready for me because I’m owning that pussy tonight.

  “My next secret is this. I want to have sex with you on the beach.” That makes her giggle.

  “In public?”

  “I don’t give a fuck who’s watching. That’s what I want to do.”

  “Okay… that can be arranged.”

  I hope it can, being by the water is making me think of my upcoming venture to the Caribbean. There’s so much ahead to think about. Right now though I’m imagining us wild on a white sand beach fucking. Her on her hands and knees with me pounding into her from behind. I want that image to be real.

  I take her last grape and feed it to her. “Last one baby.”

  “I want to have sex with you in the exhibitionist box,” she says with a giggle and my mouth drops.

  I remember seeing that couple in the box weeks ago and the way they devoured each other.

  “That can be arranged. We can do that.”

  “Can we? It would definitely be public, with everyone watching.”

  This woman never ceases to amaze me. “Is that what you like?”

  “I don’t know, I’ve never done anything in public like that before but it looks wild and fun. I wondered if it’s like that because everyone can see.”

  “Maybe. Well Princesa , looks like we’ll be doing that very soon.”

  “Really?” She looks excited.

  “Yes.”

  There’s one last grape left and I have a wild idea. It’s a secret fantasy. I pick the grape up and eat it this time because if she agrees to this fantasy of mine I’ll be devouring her in a way I haven’t before.

  “Last one for me,” I say straightening up.

  “What is it?”

  I trail my gaze down to her body and stop between her thighs. I run my fingers over her pussy and she opens her legs for me allowing me to slide my fingers over the tight rosette of her asshole.

  “I want you here. That’s my secret fantasy. I want to fuck your gorgeous ass.”

  Her skin turns crimson and her lips part. “Have you ever done that before?”

  I won’t tell her how it grated me when she told me she’d been shared. I can’t imagine her sleeping with two men. I won’t be a hypocrite though because I’ve been in many threesomes. If she’s been shared though maybe she’s had anal sex before.

  The look on her face though reassures me that I’ll be her first, the shake of her head is confirmation that gives me something to hold on to.

  “I haven’t done that. I’ve always wanted to though.”

  “Will you let me?” I ask and a wicked, sinful spark flickers in the depths of her eyes.

  “Yes.”

  I smile and take off my tunic. I’m not wearing anything else under it. As usual my nakedness satisfies her and she eases herself up to run her fingers over my cock and kiss me.

  “Come here, I want those tits bouncing in my face first.” I pick her up and slide her on to my cock.

  I push into her and find she’s ready for me so I slide right into her body, filling her up. Her pussy feels so good. It clamps around my cock like a vice deliciously tight. I have to steady my breathing as she moves her hips over me.

  We start with a slow grind so she can ride me and I allow her to, keeping my gaze trained on those tits as they bounce up and down.

  I move back a little so I can place my hands behind my head and watch her ride me. The look of pleasure on her beautiful face is everything. The hums of pure feminine satisfaction is one that gives me pleasure in return.

  She’s beautiful and sexy and I just want to devour her. Every part of her.

  “Dante, I’m coming,” She moans and grabs her breasts, squeezing the nipples so they pucker.

  I suck her breasts while she grabs them and continue sucking as her pussy walls grip harder as she comes.

  When she does and arches her back, I take over and grab her ass so I can fuck her the way I want.

  I fuck her hard, holding on to the ample flesh of her ass and drive into her with a desperate need. My balls tighten in response and I almost blow into her like I usually do. I hold it back though beca
use I want her ass.

  Having sex that way is always better when you start like this.

  I pause only to place her on her hands and knees, but fuck, the sight of her ass round and perfect has me almost losing control.

  She glances behind her and I can tell she’s nervous.

  I don’t want her to be. I just want her to feel pleasure.

  “Don’t worry baby. I won’t hurt you,” I promise and circle my finger over her asshole.

  “I know…” she smiles and her gorgeous mane of velvet hair falls forward over her face. She looks sexy as hell.

  I hold her in place and start licking over the tight rosebud to get her ready to take me. Then I take my cock and guide it to her entrance.

  She tenses when I rub the head over her ass and winces when I start to push in.

  I inch in deeper watching her as much as I can. She gasps when I slide right in and when she starts moaning with pleasure I know I have her exactly where I want. In the height of fucking pleasure. It’s where I am too.

  I know I’m not going to last long because this feels so damn good. It feels so fucking good that my body takes over and control slips from me.

  I start to move inside her and moments later we both start moaning and groaning from the sensation that takes us.

  She cries out when I start pumping and that’s all it takes for me to come. Hot virile cum blows into her as I climax and flood her body.

  It was too much again, another experience of something amazing I’ve had with her.

  I know I want more from her. I want it bad.

  And since I always get what I want, she’ll be no different.

  I don’t care about anything or anyone else.

  Chapter Fourteen

  Rachel

  I wake to the bright sunlight and the view of my man standing in between the waterfall and the window. Watching him and being with him is the best feeling ever.

  We had such a great night last night. every night with Dante is amazing. Last night was unreal though. It just felt like something more happened between us.

  Something that cemented the relationship we have.

  “Morning,” I beam grinning from ear to ear.

  “Morning baby,” he says with a smile. “Come here.”

  I wrap the sheet around me and make my way over to him. He sits down on the window bay and sets me on his lap.

  I kiss him and cup his face running my fingers over his beard. “I had the best time last night.”

  “Me too. I’ve been thinking about stuff, about what we should do next.”

  “I think about that too.” Worry always fills me when we talk like this. I keep thinking he’s going to choose Dad.

  That’s the crux of the matter because Dad is the only person who’s going to be upset about us.

  “Princesa, it’s important you tell me what you want. I know what I want but it won’t work if I’m not clear about what you want.”

  “I want you Dante. This isn’t some kind of fling for me… I don’t know if you noticed but it was never that.” My gaze clings to his and he gazes deeply into my eyes.

  He cups my face and caresses my cheeks with his thumbs. “It was never that for me either Princesa. I want you too. I want to be with you too. That’s why I’m going to tell your father about us.”

  My lips part. “You are?”

  “Yes. It’s great coming here but we come here to live out something that we want to be. The Dark Odyssey is all about the fantasy. Why imagine it when you can live it? I want to take you on a date, to dinner, I want to go for walks with you, take you to Italy to meet my family, introduce you to my friends. I can’t do that if we’re a secret.”

  A tear runs down my cheek and he catches it. I could never imagine in my wildest fantasies that I’d hear those words coming from him.

  “Oh Dante… I want that too. I really do. I would be so happy.”

  “Then let’s do it baby. I mean me. I’ll do it. It should be me. Your father should hear it from me. I’ll tell him at the fundraiser next week.”

  That’s ten days’ time. “Okay. That will be a good day to talk to him.” we have a cocktail party for the charity we’re sponsoring this year. Dad is always in a good mood at events like that.

  That’s a good time to tell him. I have dinner with my family on Saturday. I just have to survive the next few days.

  “I’ll take him aside and tell him. I’ve chosen that night too because if it doesn’t go well I’ll probably have to quit work the next day.”

  “Really?” I gasp. “I don’t want you to have to do that.”

  “It’s okay. I’m prepared for it. I think I’ve been gearing up for it. the campaigns are at a place now where I’m not really needed and I’ve set things up so someone else can take over from me. I don’t want you to worry about that baby.”

  “I feel bad because you’ve worked together and been friends for so long.”

  “That’s okay. It is what it is. In the end I think everyone deserves happiness. I want you and the consequences are whatever they are, then that’s what I accept.”

  Emotion takes me and I lean forward and kiss him.

  He kisses me back giving me a kiss that dances on my lips. It touches me everywhere with elation, but then he pulls back.

  “Rachel… we have work in an hour.”

  “Forget work,” I whisper and chase after his lips kissing him again.

  He pulls away and smiles. “Baby, you’re going to get me in trouble.”

  “How about we be late then? We could just be very late.”

  “Jesus woman, late?”

  I nod my head and think of all the wild things we could get up to for another hour or so. I certainly loved ending last night with him coming in my ass. I’d love to do that again.

  “Aren’t you my boss? Late, shouldn’t be a problem.”

  I stand and allow the sheet to drop to my feet revealing my naked body that he drinks up. His gaze rakes boldly over my body and my eyes go straight to the bulge of his cock pressing against his boxers.

  I turn and make my way back to the bed getting on my hands and knees then push out my ass for him to see.

  When he licks his lips I see that my tease of temptation is working.

  He stands up and runs a hand through his hair causing a lock to fall over his eye.

  “Woman you’re going to get me in trouble.”

  “You’ll be in trouble with me if you don’t get over here and fuck me.” I flop over on to the bed and spread my legs for him.

  This is me doing my best to hold on to the fantasy. It’s me taking it by the reigns and holding on tight.

  Dante walks over, gets on the bed and lowers to suck my breasts, alternating from one to the other.

  “I don’t want to be in trouble with you.” He smiles.

  “Then you know what to do to me.”

  “I know exactly what to do to you,” he says circling his tongue over my right nipple. He then flips me over , back on to my hands and knees and lands one powerful hand on my ass making my body jolt forward and aroused at the same time.

  “bad girl,” he spanks me again and it feels so good. “Is that off guard enough for you?”

  “Yes,” I moan.

  One more spank and a lance of sexual energy rocks me to the bone, stirring that deep-rooted hunger I have for him to life. Warmth floods the walls of my pussy when he runs his fingers over my ass and plants little kisses over the area he spanked. A low moan slips past my lips, husky and helpless from the primitive force that aches for him to be inside me again. He straightens and spears me with his merciless cock, plunging into my heat.

  When he starts moving inside me I know we won’t be leaving here today.

  Mom cooked dinner this time.

  She made a feast of honey roasted chicken and spring vegetables. All my favorites, and I spotted a peach cobbler on the counter top in the kitchen when I first arrived. I love these meals we have. We try to have them at least twice a
month but sometimes it only happens once.

  She always tries to cook when we have dinner like this, but sometimes it’s the chefs.

  One thing I’ve always admired about my parents is that they never went too wild when they came into their riches.

  They have a modest house, and they only have staff here like maids and chefs because they’re both so busy.

  Mom is a historical romance author with a movie deal under way, and Dad has Bradleys.

  I’ve always loved too that Dad is always so supportive of Mom in her dreams too. They’ve been good example of love to me.

  We’re sitting around the table and it’s like we could be that family again from the past.

  Matt and Jeff are sitting next to each other, Dad is at the head of the table , with Mom to his right and me next to her.

  It’s nice and now that I look at all of us we still seem like the young family we used to be. My parents were married at eighteen. I never really thought about how hard it must have been back then, and at the time Mom had Matt. He would have been one when they got married.

  As I watched them all I hope that my decision to be with Dante won’t tear us apart. I would hate that.

  The evening wears on and we all listen to Matt talk about the campaign he’s setting up for some clients in Singapore who keep changing their minds. He and Jeff are both on those high profile projects. Dad trust them with anything like that. I get the feeling that he would only trust me as far as he can throw me, which is not good.

  I don’t know if it’s watching him look so proud of them or the occasional comments of disdain he keeps sending my way but I haven’t eaten much.

  My plate is still full and I only took a little bit of the chicken and some salad.

  “Jesus Rachel, don’t tell me you’re on a diet again,” Matt huffs when he looks at my plate. He shakes his dark blonde head at me. “Look at you, you don’t need to be on a diet.”

  “No sis, please and don’t tell me it’s the diet where you just have chicken and a slither of lettuce,” Jeff adds pointing. That’s what I have on my plate.

  “No, I’m not on a diet.”

  “Then eat up,” Mom joins in. She looks me over with worry and does that thing she used to when she has to lean over and feel my forehead to check if I have a fever.

 

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