KennaI couldn’t handle being on my own tonight. Sleep, as I knew it would totally eludes me. I need to feel arms around me, comforting me and helping me get to sleep. Everything with Xander and Dante keeps rolling around my head like a damn movie reel.What I didn’t expect when I knocked on Dante’s door was to see him half naked with water droplets all over his body. The way his nipples stand to attention make me want to lick the water off them and suck on them. My stomach clenches, my core tightens and now I am wondering if it was the right thing to do.We have often cuddled at night when we were in college and something or someone had upset me. I would go to Dante and he’d cradle me asleep. Who knows if that is right or wrong, I am pretty sure most people will have their own opinions, however, I am not interested. I am mesmerized by his wet hair, his broad shoulders and pecs that come straight out of GQ magazine. When did Dante become such a man? He is impressive. His biceps are d
KennaI take him all in. His abs are wearing abs, seriously it’s like he has an eight pack going on. Dante’s body is ripped and then some. The sexy V goes all the way down along with a fine trail of hair from his navel. The towel sits on the floor and his huge cock is already erect. The veins looking angry, almost throbbing as his cock twitches. I reach my hand out and touch it, he hisses. His thighs are muscular, I can see the carving of his taut muscles. He is heavenly, an Adonis or some kind of God. “Kenna,” his voice is strangled. “What are you doing?” His eyes are hooded now and full of longing and desire. The blood is rushing in my ears and right now nothing is taking me back from continuing. I want him too much to resist anymore. I take his cock in my hand, it feels rigid, soft and warm. “You are driving me crazy, Kenna,” His hand goes behind my head and pulls me into him, I feel his hardness pushed up against my stomach. Our lips crash together, he kisses me with an urgency
DanteJeez this woman is something else, I just can’t help my heart from racing. I can feel the pressure in my ears as she straddles me, her perfect breasts on full display. Kenna trails a finger down my stomach, enjoying the feel of my abs beneath them. She lets out a little sigh of contentment as she moves further down until she is between my legs.My cock is hard for her, my balls are aching like fuck. “You don’t have to do this, Kenna,” I tell her.“I want to, Dante.” She gives me a smile, her face radiates beauty and I swear to God there is not a more beautiful woman than Kenna existing on this planet.Xander was such a fool to ignore her during their marriage and to have simply used her the way he did. What kind of man could resist Kenna with her gorgeous face, her amazing, toned body, her sharp mind and wit? She is everything. To me at least. Kenna positions herself so she is kneeling between my big thighs and slowly lowers her head. First her tongue glides over the tip of my
I swallow and swallow enjoying the salty, sweet taste of Dante in my mouth. Spit trickles down my chin and I am soaking down below. I feel as Dante shudders and his thighs tremble, he is definitely spent. I ease myself off his cock that is still pretty damn hard and sit back on my heels. He looks down at me, there is no mistaking the deep connection between us.Have I been waiting all my life for something like this. My heart literally feels like it is bursting as emotion takes over me. “You taste good, Dante,” I give him a wicked grin as he extends a hand to help me up. He cradles me into his wide chest and rests a hand on the back of my head, the other wrapped around my waist. I can feel his heart beating.“Fuck you were amazing, Kenna. I’ve never felt anything like that before. What the hell did you just do to me? I came totally undone.”I giggle, “glad you enjoyed it.”“Do you want to brush your teeth?”“No way, I want to savor the taste of you in my mouth for a little while long
KennaDante comes to me and wraps his arms around my waist, his soft lips touch my neck and send beautiful shivers down my spine. I wrap a hand around the back of his neck, “mm that feels so delicious. I could eat you.” “You did just that, and it was like the earth moved, Kenna. Damn, you are amazing.” My mobile is still in my hand. “What the fuck?” I hear him say. Shit, he’s seen the message. “What does that fucking cunt want?” “Don’t worry about it, I can handle it Dante. Honestly, please don’t let it disturb what little we have left of the evening. He is nothing to me anymore. We are divorced and it will always stay that way. I don't know what we have between us now, Dante but I want to explore it more.” I turn to him, he looks deep into my eyes, it is like he is reading my soul. “I don’t like it, Kenna. You are mine now and he should leave you alone.”“Ah, but he does not know that I am yours, Dante. That you have claimed me. How could he possibly know? And besides, I don’t shar
KennaI stare at Isaac as if he has two heads, he may as well have. Is he out of his damn mind? Get back with Xander? What has possessed him? What was a perfectly wonderful morning is turning out to be the worst morning since I can remember.I can’t even respond but I do remind myself to pick my jaw up off the ground. His eyes are still boring into mine, his expression poker faced yet his arms have a glint of something in them. What? I can’t exactly say. “I don’t understand,” my try at being diplomatic and not saying what is actually on my mind. Like, what the fuck are you talking about? You know how much of a shit show my marriage was. There is more that I could say but none of it will put me in good stead and I do know Isaac. He is stubborn, authoritative and way too used to getting his own way. In some respects he and Xander are exactly the same. Driven and focused on their empires. “Don’t play dumb, Kenna. You are smarter than that. You heard exactly what I said. I need you to b
KennaI am still wound up like a tight coil by the time I go to meet Elsie at Caprice’s Italian coffee shop in central Manhattan. My driver negotiated the busy traffic with ease whilst I caught up with emails and messages. My mother and I still plan to go shopping later this afternoon, when we will talk more about my situation. The driver pulls up parallel to the sidewalk and comes round to assist me in getting out. He gives me his hand which I gratefully take and step out into the fresh air. The sky is that wonderful bright blue with no clouds in sight. It's a crisp morning and I am glad that I put on my cream pea coat and changed into a cashmere sweater underneath, teaming it with some wide-legged Chanel trousers and my pumps. Inside the cafe there are already a few people sitting around in groups, there are students, older aged people, a few teenagers and plenty of moms with their children on their laps or in their buggies. It smells of freshly ground coffee and hits my nostrils
KennaIt was a huge fun morning catching up with Elsie and having coffee. She told me all about her dates that she had been on recently. And boy has that girl been having some fun. Not that I want to be in the dating pool, and besides it is not something I have time for. Isaac and his bombshell has still left me reeling. My phone vibrates in my coat pocket. I pull it out and check it. Xander. Again. Honestly, the man is insistent I will give him that much. But right now I am mad as hell for him merely existing and all because of Isaac.I am looking forward to seeing you this evening, Bella. I have made a dinner reservation at Diamonds exclusive VIP club. For eight p.m. I sigh, since I don't want to have dinner with him. Yet, I still have Isaac’s words in my ears burning my ear drums. There is no way I can make a relationship with Xander, not when my heart wants to be with Dante. My mother is coming towards me as I agreed that after my coffee date with Elsi, I would meet her at Trump
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