XanderI take one look at her and catch my breath, she looks absolutely stunning this morning. Although I can see dark circles under her eyes yet it doesn’t distract from her beauty and those long legs of hers encased in the linen trousers. Kenna looks utterly sexy and elegant. But then she always has done. “Good morning, did you sleep okay you look a little tired?” I ask her as she shakes my hand. Yes, shakes my hand. So it is going to be like that then is it? Formal, business like. Mm, we have to see about that. I am hoping that by the end of this two week tour I will have her in my arms. Exactly where she belongs. I am after all Nico Staniopolis and I always get my own way. That and I have been practically a monk since we were divorced not to mention during the three years that we were married.And why did I never touch my wife when she was there to hand, ready and waiting? Back then Kenna would have fallen over herself literally to do anything I wanted her to do.The answer. Becau
KennaThe man drives me insane, just being close to him is both irritating the holy crap out of me and making me have shivers up and down my spine. Xander is ridiculously handsome with his strong jaw, just enough stubble to be considered high level sexy but not unkempt. His broad shoulders fill out his navy suit jacket well, his long, muscular legs in his tight suit pants. He screams elegance, he screams masculine, he screams fucking crazy HOT. I have to watch myself so that I am not panting in front of him.Seriously, my body is all over the place. Between him and my stepbrother I don’t actually know if I am coming or going. It’s insane and I am clearly confused not to mention conflicted that I have some kind of feelings for both of them. What they are, I have no idea. Right now, I just feel lustful. I want to groan and bury my head in my hands as I slam the door shut on his face. Sightseeing? Is the man out of his mind? I have no intention of getting close to Xander. He can chase m
Xander Watching her squirm in her seat does something to me. Her hair hangs beautifully around her shoulders, I long to touch it and tuck the stray strand around the back of her ear and run my fingers down her cheek and along her jawline. I won’t. She isn’t ready for me yet but I am hopeful that after two weeks together in close proximity that I can win Kenna round.“Have you looked at the proposals?” She asks me peering over her expensive reading glasses. Since when did Kenna need glasses? Well how would I know? Maybe she always wore them when she was reading in my library at my house and I never noticed. Let’s face it, there was a lot I didn’t notice about Kenna. And now when it’s all so late, I notice everything.I watch as her chest rises and falls, the way her fingers deftly move across the keyboard. She types with lightning speed. It's incredible. Kenna would, I have now discovered having dealt with her mildly in a business capacity, have been a true asset to my own Staniopolois
KennaI have no idea what is going on with me, running hot and cold over Xander. We have finally landed, good because I want to get to my hotel suite of rooms and be away from him for a while, yet part of me wants to still be close to him. “After you,” he says, allowing me to head down the steps of the jet first. I gather all my stuff up and make my way to the door and down the steps where the air hostess is waiting at the bottom. She gives me a curt nod but turns on a megawatt smile for Xander. Of course she would. He doesn’t pay her too much attention and for some reason this makes me smirk. How ridiculous I am behaving like a girl in high school still when the center player brushes off the most popular girl in the school. Which by the way was never me. I did have my fair share of boys that always wanted to date me but I was never interested. They were exactly just that. Boys. And I had a thing for my professor so it was no wonder he caved in to me and we ended up in bed together.
KennaI pay absolutely no attention to anything outside of the limo as it smoothly drives us towards the hotel in the City. We are staying at one of Xander’s finest with all the elegance and opulence you would expect from a hotel owned by Xander Staniopolis. It was part of the business arrangement that we would only stay at his hotels. That’s fine with me, I know already that he will be out to impress me and I will be treated like a princess. But this thing with Violet is making my blood boil. I send a message to Dante. Hey there, I need some cash release.Hey, you arrived safely in Mexico? How is Xander behaving himself? Yes we arrived safely thanks for checking. Long flight with him so close to me.I can see that. Cash, why do you need cash, Kenna? You have your own money now.It’s not enough, Isaac only gives me so much.What do you need it for? Are you in trouble?Nothing you need to worry about, I just have to make some additional business purchases. They will have to go throug
DanteDamn it, damn it and damn it again. There is something going on with Kenna and now blackmail. I need to get to the bottom of it. Whoever is after Kenna will have me to deal with. I will not have anyone going after or threatening my stepsister nor the woman that it would seem I have developed strong feelings for. I don’t even want to think about that right now because it fills me with shame that I think I am falling in love with the daughter of my stepmother. Can it possibly get any worse? And who is threatening Kenna? She won’t tell me and I will now make it my business to find out.Not only will they have me to deal with but I have the backing of my father, clearly put - they will be dealing with the wrong people. Kenna is not on her own anymore, even when she was with Xander she was still on her own. I mean, what did he even do to protect my stepsister, my best friend?I fume as I throw my mobile on the dining room table, my father walks in. Why isn’t he even at the office this
Xander“Kenna, wait,” I go to grab her hand, but she pulls it away fiercely.“Can we at least get to the hotel? I need to freshen up before we head into the plant. We are expected for two o’clock there will be a late luncheon and a meeting with the execs heading up Mexico. Plus Dante now wants to fly in.” “Wait, what? Dante what the fuck is he coming for? He has nothing to do with my new label that is between you and I now. You better tell him not to get involved or I will pull the plug on the whole thing.” Okay so I am mad. The last thing I want is her stepbrother being here. I see what happens to Kenna with my own eyes and how she reacts to him. She almost flirts with him even if she is not aware. Her eyes go all demure, she twirls her hair around her fingers and well it fucking irritates me. I.Do.Not. want that man anywhere near her.Kenna lets out a long sigh, we have finally arrived at my hotel. The door men are waiting and a bell boy is waiting with the old fashioned, gold looki
KennaI could feel the heat coming off Xander and knew he was stealing glances at me as we rode the elevator and honestly I felt something there too but I can’t go back. No way. Xander has to be off limits for me, besides I almost got it on with my stepbrother the other night. I am still reeling with how close Dante and I got in the kitchen.I wonder what would have happened if my mother hadn’t have come in and interrupted us. God it’s wrong, right? We’d never live it down if anything happened between us and on top of all that, how would it impact our close friendship. For God’s sake, Dante is my best friend well on top of Elsie that is but you know what I mean. Inside the suite I marvel at the floor to ceiling windows that wrap around the entire suite, I can see the whole city and know that in the evening it will be a mass of twinkling lights. The doors in front to the wrap-around balcony are open allowing in the fresh breeze, even though it is warm right now, there is a faint breeze
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