Kenna“What a day, the worst,” I say to Dante as I wrap my arms around his trim waist in the kitchen. I’ve kicked off my heels that were making my feet ache and now he towers over me. I inhale his masculine fragrance, woodsy and citrus. I love it. He kisses the top of my head.“I’m just glad you are safe and well, Kenna. I have decided that whatever this Antonio guy wants, I will pay it.”I move out of the circle of his strong arms, “what the hell? No way. It is Xander’s problem, Dante. You can’t just pay someone off. I told you we should do something a lot stronger and get rid of him.”“My decision, Kenna, is final. I want this chapter over and done with. I do not want your precious being in any danger. He is a money man, he doesn’t care about anything else. So, let’s just get it done.”“It’s too much money, Dante.”He sighs and rubs the back of his neck with his right hand. I can see the frustration in his eyes. “Do you think you are not worth it, Kenna? Hell if the fucker asked fo
Xander“Violet, I am making the payment. I want you to know that this is the last thing I will ever do for you. Is that understood?” My voice is terse as I FaceTime her. I need to be able to see her face for her to fully understand the gravity of the situation. “If you so much as have any dealings with the mafia again, you are on your own. I am only doing this to protect Kenna. Not for you!”“Xander, don’t be like this. I am in love with you, I have been since I was in high school.”“Fuck that, Violet. You always knew I would never love you back. I had thought that was some kind of infatuation. You need to grow up. I know that sounds harsh but you have almost cost Kenna her life. Not once but twice. Do you understand that it will not be tolerated? Because you can’t have me doesn’t mean that you can put Kenna’s life on the line. She is fully with Dante now and nothing to do with me. We are merely friends and business associates.”Fuck, I need Violet to understand that this has to stop
KennaStanding in Dante’s kitchen with his housekeeper who has just arrived, I drink my black coffee enjoying the first of it going down my throat and hitting the right spot. Talking of which I ache, my pussy feels like it has been stretched and then some. Our love making last night was wild and raw. Remembering how he went down on me between my legs, his tongue gliding over my wetness and probing into my slit makes me tingle with delight, goosebumps appear on my skin. She doesn’t notice since she is too busy making us pancakes and eggs for breakfast.His words as he entered me asking me if my cunt was ready for him. Oh, boy was I ever ready so wet and slick for his large, long cock to dive inside me. I feel wetness between my legs just thinking about it. A smile crosses my face. Dante walks in looking hotter than sin in pale blue pajama bottoms and no shirt. His tan skin makes me want to reach out and touch it, his pecs on fine display. I hand him a mug of coffee I just prepared.“Goo
DanteI come into the bedroom and find Kenna laying on the bed with her beautiful, strong legs wide open. Her fingers are moving slowly and deliberately in and out of her cunt. She looks like a Goddess with her dark hair fanning the white pillows. Her lips are parted, she licks her lower lip and my dick instantly springs to attention. It isn’t difficult not to see the bulge in my pajamas.“Good Girl, I see you started like I told you to.” I move towards her and love that she is unabashed, confident and of course totally naked. Her round tits showcase her erect nipples. “Suck your fingers,” I tell her. Kenna takes her fingers from her pussy and sucks on them making me want to groan.“Dante take your bottoms off, I want to see your cock, show me what you’ve got for me.” Her voice is low and husky, my cock twitches. I untie the cord of my pajamas and let them slide and pool to the floor as I continue to watch her sucking her fingers and placing them back inside her wetness and repeating
KennaWhy I am nervous again already is anyone’s guess but hell I am. It isn’t the first time that I am meeting Riley but it is the first time that I am actually, physically picking her up and flying back on the jet with her to Dante’s house.We have everything ready. Her room has been painted in soft cream with a mural of a rainbow and teddies having a picnic on one wall and the rest are left as a blank canvas. She has a canopy bed in there fit for a princess because to me, my daughter is my princess.I knock on the door and wait for Tate to open it. Today she is dressed in pistachio colored slacks and a matching jumper with a cream shirt underneath, since I can see the collar peeking over the top. “Hello, Kenna.” She takes me into a warm embrace, I have to admit I am not used to such displays of affection. My mother was affectionate but not like this and once she met Isaac he became her world and I was in college in any case too busy studying to really care. Thankfully, my mother i
DanteDamn I miss Kenna with all of my being. Her warmth, her radiant smile and the way she is constantly brushing locks of hair off her face. I am so happy she is with Riley right now and that in just a few hours time, I will be meeting them both at the airstrip and being introduced to Riley for the first time.Am I nervous? Absolutely, you bet I am. It’s not everyday you get to meet the daughter of the woman you love and I very much want Riley to like and accept me. For Kenna it is vital. I let out a deep sigh as I walk into my father’s home. We have another meeting scheduled. He wants to run through some ideas for a joint venture between Bodega and my new enterprise. Naturally I am interested, I haven’t completely cut off ties with Bodega. That would be a foolish thing to do. “Oh, Dante, so lovely to see you,” Eliza says as she comes through to the entrance area with a stunning bouquet of flowers in her hand. Her hair is tied up in a ponytail making her look youthful as always. I
DanteThe ambulance is here quicker than I thought it would be. Eliza is worried and pale too. God I hope nothing happens to her. Our butler lets the team in and they arrive in the office in an instant.“Everyone out of the way we need to get to the patient,” one of the female team says. She is burly with red, flaming hair the likes of which I wonder if is real or out of a bottle. Why am I even thinking that right now when Isaac is clearly having a heart attack. I need to call Kenna.“Will he be okay?” I ask full of concern. I know he was wrong in lying to me about being my biological father, yet I still love him. He is the only father figure I have ever known. “We don’t know, we will hook him up and do what we can for now please give us space. Our ambulance will take him straight to the general hospital.”“No,” Eliza shrieks. “Not to the general, he needs to go to the private hospital of Mother Theresa.”The medical team nod, “we can do that no problem.” We watch on with horror as
KennaI look at Riley’s sweet, innocent face as I hang up from my call with Dante. My insides are rocked and my stomach is making me feel queasy. Is the floor going to open beneath me? It feels as if I am on a rocking boat. I am now the head of the Bodega Empire. What does that even mean to me now? I want to be Riley’s mother, I want to spoil her with all my time and be there for her. Being the head of Bodega will mean that I am taken away from being her mother. For a while at least. I mean I can’t sort out all the shit that is about to hit the fan and take care of Riley. My heart drops to the floor.“Are you okay, Kenna?” Tate asks me with concern in her eyes. “Yes, sorry. I erm, my stepfather has just had a heart attack. He is on the way to the hospital. We don’t know yet if he will be alright.”“Oh my gosh, take a seat. Let me make you some sweet tea. I am so sorry to hear that, Kenna. Listen if I can do anything please let me know.” Tate gets up from the island and flicks the swit
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