“I feel like a zoo animal in a cage,” Emma muttered, lifting a glass of white wine to her lips. “They could at least be subtler about the staring.”
The way people had been staring at them from the moment they arrived was making her uncomfortable and after three hours, she was ready to leave.
Daniel arched an eyebrow, scanning the large formal room. Several pairs of eyes met, then slid away from his, caught ogling the newest couple in their midst. Satisfaction whispered through him. He didn't know why, but it did. He was glad she was with him. He didn't care about the gossip that would be circulating around.
“They are wondering why you are with the beast,” he said grinning.
“Probably.” Emma said.
He snorted at her quick agreement, earning a dazzling smile from her. When she lifted her hands and settled them at his waist under his jacket, her fingernails digging into his skin through his shirt, he did
Daniel turned from his silent—okay, brooding— study of the scenery passing by the car window to look at Emma .She had been quiet since they had left the party ten minutes earlier. No, she had been distant since returning from the restroom.And Michelle had followed a couple minutes behind her, wearing a sly grin. Personal experience had taught him his ex could be a malicious bitch. Had she said something to Emma? Had Michelle hurt her? A wave of protectiveness had surged inside him, and he had just managed to check the impulse to drag Emma onto his lap and demand answers.To ease the tension that had strung her shoulders tight. To assure her that if Michelle had sharpened that dagger she called a tongue against Emma, he would fix it. Instead, he had remained sitting beside her at the table, until they could politely leave.Disgust ate at him like a caustic acid. Disgust with himself. He
As his hand slid down the curve of her ass, she pressed against him tighter. The hand on her behind was confident, so was the erection pressing against her hip. He moved just enough to start the friction, to get her motor purring. And then he pulled away, leaving her openmouthed and disappointed.His smile told her he wasn't finished … that he hadn't really started. His gaze told her he was going to make sure she never forgot this night.He slipped off his tuxedo jacket, then undid his tie. She didn't move a muscle, just watched as he continued to undress. It wasn't a striptease or anything. There were no bumps, no grinds. But it was incredibly sexy to watch this man reveal himself to her piece by piece.When the shirt came off, she had to steady herself against the bar behind her. Then his hand went to his belt. She whimpered. Held tight to the bar so if her legs gave out, she wouldn't fall and break something. H
He shook his head as he walked her over to the side of the pool. He set her down carefully so that her legs dipped in the pool. At the perfect height, the water lapped at her gently, teasing the soft cleft between her legs. Which, now that he thought about it, was his job.He got comfortable, ducking down in the pool, until he could kiss the inside of Emma's knee. The debate now was whether to linger, to go slowly, to make her crazy with lust, or to prevent his own imminent heart failure and just eat her uplike a ripe peach.When she spread her knees and scooted forward, he decided to split the difference. He closed his eyes and licked the soft skin of her inner thigh.He thought, not for the first time, that life was very, very kind.Emma gripped the side of the pool, praying she wouldn't fall back, hit her head and drown. It would be such an embarrassing way to die. But if he kept nibbling on her inner thigh, she
With her gaze locked on his, she edged her way down until she was between his legs and her breath caressed his cock. She licked the length of him, and air whooshed from his lungs. She took him all the way in her mouth, and his hands grasped the blanket beneath them as he strained toward her. She trailed her tongue up and down, then around, savoring the hot, hard feel of him, loving the power she held over his body.Tickling his balls with her fingernails, she quickened her pace, then slowed again when she could feel him tensing more.“Emma,” he said, more a moan than a word. “Please.”She stopped. “Please what?”“I want you,” he whispered.“Now?”“Now.”She took her time, playing her fingers along the ridges of his cock. She loved how big he was. Deliciously big. Her
"Huh... Mondays are the worst" Emma said to herself.Not only did she have a lot of work to do. She also had to go home late. Apart from all the work she had to take care of, her li
"You guys are living together now?" Karen asked. "It really has gotten to that point?""Shut up, you idiot" Emma said laughing. "I'm just spending the night""Yeah sure" Karen said. "Don't think I didn't see that sexy thing you put in that bag".The door bell rang and Emma was glad for the interruption."That's him, get the door, Karen" she said, then she added, "please, don't"Karen stared at her, feigning ignorance. "don't what?" she asked."Just don't" Emma repeated. "you know what I mean".Daniel rang the bell again. When the door swung open, his hello caught as Karen smiled at him."Hi, Karen" he said."Hi, Daniel" Karen replied. Come in and have a seat.""Thanks" he said as he sat. "Where's Emma?" he asked."Oh, she's almost ready" Karen replied, then she added. "So I gotta ask... What are you
Daniel laughed as he stood aside to watch her. Sleeves rolled up above her elbows, she stirred with a look of grim determination. After a minute or two, apparently satisfied things were back under control, she shot him a look."Green peppers" she said."Right away" quickly, he scooped the pieces of pepper into his palms and brought them over to her. Leaning over her shoulder, he dropped them into the pan. "Allright?".He stayed there, close enough to feel the warmth of her back against his chest. "Is this a takeover attempt, then?" he asked."You could call it that, I guess." she replied. Her hands on the spatula had gone very still. "Or you might think of it as a life saving rescue to avoid death by starvation. Do you mind?" she asked."Not at all" he said truthfully. "Would it make any difference if I did?""None at all" she replied. "What are we doing about the stock?".
Emma stared at herself in the bathroom mirror. She was putting on the sexy nightie she brought with her. And Daniel was waiting for her in the bedroom.Relax, he’s seen you naked before. She told herself. Many times."Emma, I really need you to come out here." Daniel's voice came from the bedroom.Emma grinned at the tight need and impatience straining his voice even as it fired up her blood.But her heart still slammed into her ribs like a wild thing when she took a deep breath and headed for the bedroom. In the doorway, she paused and cocked one hip.He was poised on the edge of the bed, minus his shirt, his hair dishevelled, as if he had been running his fingers through it.His gaze latched onto her face, then, almost immediately, dropped to her outfit. His breath hissed from between his lips and his hands bunched beside his thighs.Almost rabidly, he devoured every inch of