KennaHe flips me round, my stomach lays flat on the bed. I feel his strong hand come up under me to bring me up onto all fours. “Your ass looks damn fine, Kenna,” Dante says as he slaps it. The sensation stings yet sends ripples of excitement through my body. I moan, he slaps my ass again. I feel his lips on the base of my spine as he gently kisses me and swirls his tongue around my lower back. His tongue is warm, sending shivers throughout my body.Dante places a hand underneath me by my right hip bone and digs into the fleshy area, oh wow, the feeling is not one I have felt before. It sends an instant message to my groin, curling it in tight coils. “That feels so good,” I tell him and push back with my ass to try and make contact with his rigid cock.Then I feel him running his cock head down my ass and lining it up to my slit. “I want you inside me, Dante,” I hiss. He slaps my ass.“Don’t be so impatient, Kenna. I want to take my time with you.” I growl at him. He chuckles. His
Kenna“Fuck my father, baby. We are adults, we are not blood related and we can do whatever we like. Besides, he daren’t disown you now. Not with Xander signing the lifelong agreement. Didn’t you mention that Xander has stipulated it only stands if you remain heiress?” “True, but you know he’ll still give us a lot of shit.”I feel Dante shrug behind me. “Let him get on with it. He won’t be in power soon in any case. He is talking about retirement.” I turn and lay on my back, Dante has his arm around me cradling me into his chest. He smells so masculine, I trace my fingers along his impressive pecs and down his washboard abs. I want to lick every inch of him but first I need something to eat. As if reading my mind he says, “hungry?”“Absolutely, what do you have in?” “Well, let’s go check out the kitchen. First, I need to get you a warm towel to clean yourself up with. Are you sore, baby? Was I too rough?”“What, no way. I loved it. I mean I can feel you stretched me some, but hone
KennaWhat would my mother know about Dante and what is in the will she has clearly now found? I need to know, only it is the early hours of the morning. Dante gives me a quizzical look.“Is everything okay? You are looking strange,” he slides his omelette on his plate then takes a seat next to me. “I, er. Yeah sure. My mother has some news for me. I won’t be able to stay long in the morning. I need to go and meet with her. Give me a second. I need to message her back.” He raises an eyebrow.“What, she is awake at this hour?” I nod to confirm that indeed, my mother is awake. Not one for being a night owl it is of course very strange. Thus it must be seriously important. I message her back. Can you tell me over the phone? I wait and see the bubbles come then disappear, then more bubbles. No, Kenna. You must come to the house immediately in the morning. I am free at eight since I have the charity event to organize and meeting with some of the women to discuss it at ten. Do not be lat
Kenna“Is this true? How can it be? Oh my God, Mother, do you know what this means?” She nods, a small curve upwards on her lips. “It changes literally everything. But shit, what a lie to have kept secret for all of Dante’s life. How do you suppose he will react?”“I have no idea, Kenna but it is wrong that Isaac has done this. Dante should have known years ago the absolute truth. Whatever came over Isaac at that time is beyond me.”“But seriously, Dante is going to be so pissed at Isaac. It will drive a wedge between them surely. How could Isaac have possibly done this?”“Who knows what went through his mind back then, all we can do is let Dante know, Kenna. Clearly Isaac has no intention of ever saying anything. When he dies will be when Dante finds out and what a shock that will be. He won’t even have the time to talk to Isaac about it. His head will be reeling with disbelief.”I swallow the lump in my throat at the thought of having to tell Isaac what I have just read. I take a si
DanteI see her before she sees me as she enters the restaurant. Wow, Kenna is breathtaking as she strides in like she owns the place. Her head is held high, her shoulders back and her whole demeanour screams, I am rich, powerful, sexy and confident. I like it. She has changed since this morning and I have to admit seeing her in a navy pencil skirt to her knees showing off all her curves is giving my dick strong ideas. The man shows her to the table. I’ve chosen a romantic spot by the back where we will be private. A few heads turn as she walks towards me. I am not surprised. Kenna will always draw attention. “Dante,” she kisses me on both cheeks. “Thanks for waiting, sorry I am a bit late. Things ran over with my mother, you know how she can be. She seems to think I should be bringing a nice young man to her charity gala event.”I chuckle and raise an eyebrow. “You mean me, of course! Fuck everyone else, Kenna. I will be the man taking you.” The waiter holds out the chair for her a
KennaI can see he is having difficulty processing this as he just stares at me, his warm eyes open wide looking incredulous. He swallows and takes a sip of his drink. The waiter arrives with our food. I trust that Dante has suddenly lost his appetite. I know I would if someone just dropped a bombshell on me like that.“Are you okay?” I ask him.“What? No, not really. I mean what do you mean Isaac is not my real father? Of course he is, Kenna!” His voice is slightly raised but thank goodness we are not close to the other patrons of the restaurant. I give his hand a reassuring squeeze. “My mother found Isaac’s sister’s Will.”“Go on.” “Her will states that Isaac was to be granted full custody of you upon her death. It mentions your name as the son. Dante, Jordan, Felian. It states that Isaac was to give her son the surname Bodega and take him fully into the family as his own son. It did also state that Isaac was to tell you as you grew older and could understand, that she was your m
Kenna“What’s up, Kenna? You seem distant?” Xander asks as we head into the offices for the next site tour. I know I am down and cranky. It’s been a couple of days and I still haven’t heard from Dante. I did message him and tried calling. However, he hasn’t returned any of my calls nor has he responded to my messages.My mother informed me that he hadn’t gotten back to her either and that Isaac flies in from Europe this evening. I asked if they had a meeting, I mean him and Dante but she said she didn’t know at this point.So, yeah. I am down, my heart aches and I feel as miserable as sin.In fact, I feel like I can’t catch my breath half the time and like someone has literally punched me in the gut. The silence is deafening and leaves me physically in pain. “I’m fine, just some personal issues. That is all.”“You want to talk, I am a good listener.” I sideways glance at him and notice that this morning he is looking more casual. Dressed in charcoal, gray slacks and a blue button dow
DanteI know my father is back from Europe today. My father. Ha! He isn’t though is he? For all my life he has lied. I had parents I never knew I was just a baby when my mother passed away and he took me in and pretended to be my biological father. I don’t even know where to begin with processing this. Now I feel lost, like I had these parents who I know nothing about. How could Isaac have lied to me?On the one hand I am grateful that he never rejected me and took me in as his own son. However, he should have told me about my real parents. I have been a total shit towards Kenna. I feel like a cunt for ignoring her messages and not returning any of her calls. I’ve been ignoring my business and not even functioning properly. I’ve left my emails, my assistant has been told to deal with everything whilst I take some time out to process my thoughts and gather myself together.It has been a long few days. My hair is a mess, dishevelled as I rake my long fingers through it. And I feel lik
KennaThe way he touches me is like electricity pulsing through my body giving me sexy sensations that send me over the edge. His cock is thrust deep inside my wetness making me moan with pleasure. I have to be quiet because Riley is in the room next to us so I can always hear her if she needs anything and I can see her on the monitor if I want to watch her sleep.“You feel so good, Dante so damn good. I can’t get enough of you.” My breath is catching and my throat is dry. “Do you want more, Kenna? Tell me what you need, baby.”“More, deeper, faster, harder, take me Dante.” He groans. “Fuck woman you are sending me over the edge. My balls are so fucking ready to explode hot cum inside your pretty, tight cunt. Is that what you want?”“Oh, yes, yes please, Dante. I want to feel you filling me up, every inch of my pussy needs you right now. I’m close, so close,” I whisper.It feels as if his huge cock is at my throat as he pushes and drills deeper into me, impaling me with every move o
Kenna - five months laterI am surrounded by mountains as I stand on the wrap around balcony in our new home in Oregon. It’s not our everyday home but one we can come to retreat to. In the end Dante and I decided that we wanted somewhere to come that was far from our hectic and chaotic world. And here it is absolutely stunning with mountain peaks that are strong and majestic on the horizon. It’s a beautiful Spring day and flowers are out, buds are on the trees that already have leaves and the pine trees stand proud and tall. The morning sun shines onto our private lake making it appear as if diamonds are spread across it. Later, Dante, Riley and I will take our small boat out and enjoy a nice water picnic and play in the lake with Riley. She is a true water baby just like I was as a young girl.Right now life couldn’t be better. It has been a long and hard five months with all the changes in Bodega and the merger of Dante’s business. The final papers were drawn up four weeks ago and n
DanteI’m so nervous waiting for Kenna and Riley to arrive. I never thought I would be but meeting her daughter means everything to Kenna and I want her to be happy. I’d get the moon and the sun if I could. The car pulls up and Kenna steps out without waiting for her driver, this tells me she is eager for the introduction. Are my palms sweating? I think they are. I can’t even recall the last time I was so damn nervous. Eliza has just called me to say that Isaac has woken up and says he is feeling fine. I doubt he is but he is a strong old coot and won’t let anything keep him down. I have to admire a man like Isaac. Thankfully, Eliza will be at home tonight and of course she couldn’t resist having her first dinner with her grandchild. It has been a long time coming.The driver opens the other door and a small child comes out. I can see from the front steps in an instant that she is Kenna’s daughter. They have the same emerald green eyes shaped like almonds, and her hair is almost the s
KennaAll thoughts of the meetings yesterday are beginning to finally evaporate. It was a tough day. Naturally I was met with a lot of frostiness and ice when I strode into the boardroom dressed in my black Prada pants suit, high Jimmy Choo shoes and my laptop under my arm, and my hair pulled up into a no-nonsense bun. The top executives were looking down their noses at me as usual. It came as a shock when I told them that Isaac had already handed the reins to me. You should have seen the look on their faces. It gave me great satisfaction to know that I had the power to get rid of all of them with the exception of our marketing executive and our accountants. The rest were given good severance packages and went out with their tails between their legs. Good riddance is all I can say. We never could have worked together, they were too set in their ways and Bodega Wines needs fresh blood to propel it forward.From now on we are doing the Kenna Bodega way!Riley comes running out of the do
Kenna“What was that?” I am alert and in flight or fight mode. Ever since I was taken into that derelict building it seems my senses even when sleeping, are on high alert.“I don’t know. Stay here and I will go and look.”“What? Are you joking? Call 911. Don’t go and look. The first thing they say is never to go and face the scene. Dante, do not go downstairs.”He lets out a sigh. “I have a gun, Kenna, it will be perfectly safe.”“A gun? Jeez-us Dante we don’t need guns and where the hell are your protection detail? Wasn’t someone outside patrolling all night?”“Maybe someone has slipped in the back. Listen you get into the panic room,” he points to the dark green door with a large brass handle on it. “And use the keypad to lock it. I will call 911 and make my way downstairs. My detail will be around. Whoever has tried to get in will not get far, Kenna. Trust me, I have us covered.”“It doesn’t feel like it if someone has broken a window or one of the doors in the kitchen.”Why am I a
DanteBygones will be left as bygones. Seeing my father figure looking so frail and ill makes me realize that family is the most important thing in the world. I want him to recover fully and enjoy his life doing the things he loves. Being on the golf course, going for strolls with Eliza and taking the time to get to know Riley, his ready made granddaughter. Life should be fulfilling, not filled with stress and worrying about his empire. I will merge mine with Bodega wines I have decided and help Kenna run it. She will need all the support and help she can get. But first there is something I must do.When we arrive back home it is the early hours of the morning and we are both too exhausted to even contemplate having more sex. Not that I don’t want to ravish her beautiful body because I do, but we both need sleep. Tomorrow will be another long day. We plan to go and visit Isaac in the morning and take fresh clothes for Eliza then we will head to the Bodega Head offices in Manhattan an
Kenna“Oh my God, can you believe it? Quick get dressed.” I tell Dante and do so myself by straightening out my panties that are now soaking wet. Dante does things to me no other man has ever been able to do before, he gives me the confidence to be myself and go for what I want. I’ve never been so willing a participant as this before where sex is concerned.The door bangs again just as Dante is pulling up his shorts and pants. He buckles the belt.“We’re fine, thanks for checking. It got stuck but I’m sure it’ll be fine now,” Dante calls out as I giggle and place a hand over my mouth.“It’s like being a teenager again, right?” I say as he grimaces, having almost been caught with his pants down. A sure fire way to make any hard cock go flaccid. I have the serious case of the giggles as he runs his hands through his hair then pushes the button to release the door.We’re greeted by a man with a grey beard and hair and the bushiest eyebrows I have ever seen. He is wearing a yellow high vi
DanteFinally, we are back in the safety of the elevator. Her fragrance assaults my senses in a positive way and I can feel my erection growing in my pants. Without warning Kenna, I push her gently against the back of the elevator wall and hit the stop button once we are on the fourth floor, nobody should interrupt us. After all it is a private elevator specifically only for the Bodega wing so unless her mother has decided to come out for fresh air, nobody will be trying to use it.She gasps, her mouth parts. That’s my invitation to lower my lips to hers and slide my tongue along her bottom lip and pull on it softly with my teeth. “Dante,” she breathes out but I can see the quick turning arousal in her already hooded eyes.“Kenna you are so fucking beautiful. All I could think about during our meal was fucking you in the elevator. Have you had elevator sex before?” “No, never, this is the first.”“Good, we will have many firsts, Kenna. That much I can promise you.” I stroke her jaw w
KennaI had a delicious Italian pasta dish with plenty of pesto and tomato sauce. It was like a slice of heaven. Dante and I talked about all the repercussions following Isaac’s heart attack. We still cannot believe this has happened to him. He was always fit and healthy and like I’ve said before a keen golfer and not to mention he’d work out in his gym at the house every morning. We walk hand in hand back to the hospital doors only to find right outside crowds of news vans and reporters.“Oh, shit. I’m too exhausted for this right now,” I say and pissed off since Dante and I were supposed to having a sex elevator date. “Let me try and get rid of them.” He pulls me closer into him as I shield my face from the cameras flashing.“Kenna, Dante can we have a statement please?” A thin, wiry man asks, wearing a brown and navy beanie. He has a goatee, my least favorite look on a man. “No, we are heading back into to see Mr. Bodega. This can wait,” Dante tells them in a stern voice.“Come