Sounds to me like Xander has got it bad for Kenna only she doesn't seem to be interested xoxo
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
KennaI am shaking with anger at her words, and filled with a rage I have never felt before. “Are you okay?” Xander asks me with a look of concern on his face.“I am fine, that sister-friend of yours just won’t leave me alone. I am telling you she wants you Xander. Why don’t you just give in to her and take her and let her get it out of her fucking system?”He arches a dark brow at me, his piercing blue eyes staring into mine, it’s as if he is looking right into my soul.“Why don’t you just tell me what this is all about?”“No can do. It is between her and me. Let’s get ready. We have to go to the plan for the meeting and luncheon. We can’t be late. I need to get changed into something smarter.”“Smarter? Are you kidding? You look perfect as you are.”That takes me by surprise, since when does Xander think I look perfect? Although it does send a little shiver up my spine. I’ll take it, let’s face it every girl likes a compliment. Even if it is from my ex-husband who I have no intention
XanderMy cock is raging inside my pants, being so close to Kenna does something to me. I feel conflicted knowing that she doesn’t want me and me wanting her. Is it wrong if I head quickly into the bathroom and fuck my hand thinking about her? Those sweet, luscious lips of hers, imagining what they will feel like around my hard-on, is it wrong to have these dirty thoughts about her? I can’t resist it anymore, being so near to her inhaling her fragrance, watching her chest rise and fall, her breath catching and the groan that escaped her lips has made me so uncomfortable that I need to fist myself and take hold of my cock. There is no way I can go to a meeting without the relief. Fuck, I hope I don’t get dirty thoughts of her when we are at the Mexico plant, how the hell am I going to suppress a raging, swelling cock?I know she won’t be ready in ten minutes, I know Kenna from being married to her. When she says ten minutes you need to factor in at least another fifteen. She will no do
KennaSomething is up, he is running his hand through his hair, and looks angry on the phone. He is typing with the other hand so fast. I move closer trying to sneak a peek at what he is writing and who he is writing to. As if he can tell, Xander looks at me and glares at me and motions his head that I should move away. Instead I stay where I am but it is still not close enough to read anything. I extend my arm to expose my Cartier Panther wristwatch and tap on it, to let him know we need to go. There is no way I am going to be late because he is messaging with someone. If it is a business matter he could easily handle it in the car. Frustrated, he shoves his mobile in his shirt pocket. “Sorry about that, Kenna,” he says, taking me off guard with his politeness. It will take a while to get used to Xander being polite with me instead of the curtness I had become accustomed to. Xander places a strong, firm hand to my lower back. I like the way it feels, sending a shiver through my body
XanderHer venom is fuelled by a rage I have never seen in Kenna before. It takes me by surprise and I wonder if she was always like this but tampered it down during our marriage to get me to be warmer and closer to her. Now I can see how fiery she really is, only instead of putting me off it kind of turns me on. Is that sick or weird? Maybe, who knows. But it does make me wonder just how fiery little Kenna can be in the bedroom and now I know she has dated a college professor when she was a lot younger, makes me realize that she probably is no innocent in the bedroom like I thought she was. Hell, there was a time I thought that my Princess was a virgin only clearly she isn’t. We arrive at the Mexico City head office, it’s an impressive building all smoked glass with an ornate golden edged door. A man stands out front in what looks to be the colors of Bodega, burgundy waistcoat, dark pants and a black shirt. As soon as he sees the car pull up he comes closer and opens the door for Ken
KennaThe tour of the plant went extremely well and I could tell that Xander was impressed with our new winery. It was only opened in 2021 and is a fairly new premises, high end in conjunction with the wines we supply globally. At dinner, Xander appeared to be extra attentive, in fact he was actually acting weird. Anytime Luigi came to talk to me, Xander would be by my side. It was infuriating, yet part of me kind of liked it. I know he is trying to win me back, only as much as my body seems to crave him every time he is close to me, my mind thankfully steps in before I do anything stupid. Whilst he is still friends and taking care of Violet and having her back, there is no way on earth that I will go back to him. Hell would have to freeze over first. Back in my penthouse suite, I marvel at the views across the city as I stand on the balcony drinking it all in, a glass of Bodega’s finest in my Wateford crystal wine goblet. There is a knock at the door. Who the hell is that? It bette
DanteI blink a couple of times, surely I didn’t hear her right and not only am I completely blown away by her words but also the way she looks. Kenna is wearing just her sleep shorts and a cami top, it doesn’t hide much, I can see the peaks of her nipples straining through the fabric. Is it cold in her suite or is it because of me? Still, she has totally blindsided me, as she stands with her hands on her narrow hips and looks down to the floor. Instantly, I stand up and go over to her. “A child? What, like you had a baby?”“Well what do you suppose it means, Dante? Of course I had a baby!” She moves away from me and goes to sit on the bed, her hair is all messy piled on top of her head. On the bed she sits down and crosses her legs, right now she looks like a kid and reminds me of the days we’d chill in her bedroom reading, she’d always sit like that. Kenna looks vulnerable, almost lost like. “Fuck, when?” I rake my hands through my hair standing still in the middle of the bedroom
XanderShould I? Or Shouldn’t I? That is the million dollar question. I couldn’t take my eyes off Kenna during dinner, she had changed into a glorious red evening dress that tied up behind her neck, like a halter dress. The bodice was encrusted in diamantes and cinched in to show off her small waist, and pushing up those delectable breasts of hers. Just the sight of her slender shoulders, tan skin and burgeoning breasts above the bodice was enough to make me want to take her there and then. Needless to say, I have a severe case of blue balls. She was pleasant to me at dinner, in fact we had an enjoyable evening with everyone and their families. They are a warm crowd but that is the Mexican people for you, a bit like the Spanish. Nothing is too much for them and their hospitality is second to none. I had a bottle of Krug put on ice for when I arrived back to my penthouse suite, beside the bucket where it chills sit two Waterford crystal champagne flutes. Now I am not sure whether I sh
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
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
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“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
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
DanteShe looks like a dream with her dark hair splayed all over the pillows and her fingers shoved inside her cunt. The way her mouth opens and she screams my name over and over, letting her orgasm control her makes me harder than I have ever been before. This woman will undo me and I don’t give a shit. I want her. I want Kenna Bodega to be my everything. Literally. My cock is aching like fuck and my balls are killing to be released of my cum. Not yet. First, I want to dive my head between those creamy thighs of hers and feel them tightening around my face as I bring her to orgasm number two. Only, her tits are magnificent, full, firm and her nipples. Fuck Man, I can’t stop sucking on them. I could bite them off, simply delectable.She gasps as I feel her long fingers go through my hair. “Holy shit, Dante. What the fuck was that?” I chuckle as I pop a nipple releasing it from my warm mouth. “Did you orgasm good, beautiful?” “Yes, oh my gosh, I can’t believe it was out of this wor
KennaOh, his dirty words make me tighten and coil even more. I am not used to a man with a dirty mouth but fuck, I like it. The kids I went with in college before I met the professor were all tame shall we say. And the professor, well he was an infatuation and not a man like Dante with his strong, masculine body.“Put your fingers inside you, baby,” he tells me, his eyes hooded, the irises so dark that his eyes look almost black. His desire is evident all over his face, spurring me on and turning me on more than I could have imagined.My heart is racing, I can feel the pressure mounting in my ears as I lower my fingers to my slit. I am so wet, I can feel my slickness dripping onto the sheet underneath me. Easing my fingers into my pussy, I gasp. Every nerve ending is on fire as I push in further and move my fingers slowly in and out.“Get undressed,” I tell Dante as he holds his hand over his package in his pants. “It’s not fair that I am the only one naked here. I want to see your b
KennaThe driver eases the car in through the wrought iron gates of Dante’s property. A tingle passes through my body at the mere thought of being with him. It has been an extremely long day and Xander was the perfect gentleman. He kept checking everything was okay with me and offered for me to leave the Dallas tour early. Which I took him up on. He will fly to Chicago this evening and be shown around and introduced to everyone tomorrow. Thereafter, there are a couple of down days before he flies down to Georgia where I am to meet him. This is a good thing because my people have put feelers out and done some investigations and I happen to know that the adoptive family of my daughter, have a residence in Georgia. I have a phone number and tomorrow I will plan to call them. My lawyer said it would be best if he were to contact them, but I insisted that seems way too formal and may alarm them. Personally, I think contacting them is a more amenable approach. Lawyers often scare people hal
KennaThe morning comes all too soon for my liking. I feel as if I have the flu. My entire body aches from yesterday being tied up. However, I am fuelled with seeking revenge but first I must get this site visit out of the way and then I can go back home to Dante. I cannot wait to see him and feel him hold me close and offer me comfort. My phone beeps, I check. It is Xander.How are you feeling this morning? I can go to the site on my own, you do not need to come with me.I am fine, aching and sore but I will meet you in thirty minutes. We still have time, I am just running a bit behind. I overslept.Np. See you in the foyer in thirty. And Kenna, please don’t worry too much about today. I will speak with Isaac this morning in order to resolve all the issues surrounding the contract. I didn’t have much sleep last night, I was on to my lawyer and representative to rewrite the contract.I let out a sigh of relief, thank God. Because there is no way I could go back to Xander and having g