Louisa Neil (7 page)

There was no need to read her mind. She was annoyed, and from the flush on her cheeks, a bit excited. It didn’t help him that she was wearing cotton pants with a drawstring waist in a soft-pink plaid with a solid-pink T-shirt that showed her flat belly. She was braless, and he had to take a deep breath to control his erection.

“What part of ‘I don’t want to date my boss’ don’t you get?” She didn’t open the door wide. Instead, she held it as she leaned against the doorframe.

“Don’t think of this as a date—just two single people who don’t want to be alone.”

“That’s where you’re wrong. I don’t mind being alone. In fact, I’d prefer it.”

He held the bag a bit higher. “These are getting cold.”

“What if I told you I didn’t care?”

“I’d say you’re a woman with much too much good taste to let these go to waste.”

“What if I told you I was a lesbian and didn’t want your attention?”

Dane didn’t hold back his hearty laugh. “I’d say you’re a liar and a poor one at that. Come on, Diana, give a guy a break.”

“I’d like to break something…” She let out a huff and finally opened the door wider. She walked away and left him to enter on his own. After he closed the door behind him, he stood in the entrance to her living room. She stood in the middle of the room, watching him with a leery look. “Coffee and you’re out of here.” She made a point of passing him with as much space between them as the room would allow. “Come on, the kitchen’s back here.”

Dane knew getting Diana to accept him was going to be difficult. Beyond being her boss, he wanted a relationship that had substance. She struck him as a woman with a brain and a body. He and Sloan had pegged her to eventually run the paper when they were distracted with other things. None of that would happen unless she relaxed and accepted him and, eventually, Sloan.

He met her in the kitchen, noting it was a small but clean space without a lot of cabinets. The coffee she was brewing smelled good. In New Orleans, everyone was expected to make good coffee. Diana didn’t let him down. She was reluctant to look at him, and he had to wait for her to turn to get her attention.

“I know you’re not happy I stopped by,” he started, not sure where the rest of his statement was going.

She was difficult to read. She had no idea of her true ability yet and probably never would unless Sloan found her. She’d led a very normal, quiet, stable life until now. He almost felt bad knowing she would never be the same in a very short time, and she could never go back to the naive woman he was standing before. But all this had been destined centuries ago, and neither he nor Sloan had a choice.

Finally, he lost his patience. The entire time he’d been there, she’d kept her back to him and hadn’t tried to make polite conversation. “You know, most people would feel obligated to hold a conversation with their guest.”

“You’re not an invited guest.” With that, she did turn around and face him. “In fact, you’re an interloper. I’ve tried to be polite at work when you asked me out, and that obviously didn’t work. So here’s the deal.” She turned back to the counter, and he watched her pull down two black mugs and fill them with the fresh brew. He noted she was very careful to put them on the counter beside her, within his reach. She didn’t offer him milk for the coffee but pushed the sugar bowl toward him. “From now on, we will be polite at the office. You will not make excuses to invade my privacy while at home. There is no reason for you to be here. I’m not looking for a friend or a lover.” She finally turned to look at him. “I like spending my time alone. Do we understand each other? This is your first and last drop-by visit.”

Dane knew this was worse, watching her breasts rise and fall with each breath. That was when he lost his composure. He took a step forward, and she took one back. With one more step, she was pressed against the counter and had nowhere else to retreat. He stared at her, watching her eyes. He didn’t need to be a mind reader to know her thoughts were of hate and loathing. At the moment he didn’t care what she wanted. He knew from their kiss the other day at work, the moment he touched her, she’d melt inside and accept him. He could have kissed her. Instead, he reached his index finger and drew it across her cheek, down to her lips, and back and forth over them. In that instant, he felt all her resistance melt away. He could feel her body arching toward him, and he took full advantage of it, wrapping his arms around her. Diana reacted, reaching her hands to his shoulders, her fingers pinching his skin until their lips met.

Their kiss started hot and heavy and built until she was the aggressor. It was her hand that reached for his and drew it across her belly, under her shirt, and to her breast. He took that move as a sign of acceptance. His fingers closed around her nipple, rolling it between them. Her groan spurred him to continue. He needed no mind tricks to take her now. She’d become the aggressor, her hands running along his chest until she started to unbutton his shirt. He used his weight to push her back against the counter, sliding his hands to her waist and picking her up until she sat on the countertop. He drew her shirt up to expose her breasts. Diana was the one who dropped her hands to the material and drew it up and over her head, tossing it to the floor. His mouth was instantly to her skin, drawing her nipple between his lips. She groaned, and he sucked harder. Switching sides, he used his hands to pump her breasts as he sucked.

Dane had to restrain himself from nipping at her, his teeth almost breaking the skin on the side of her breast. He knew she’d have a bruise there tomorrow, but he hadn’t bitten her to break her skin. How he wanted to, but he knew that would come later.

Her hands pushed his shirt from his shoulders as she continued to run her fingers along his chest. He kept one nipple to his lips and dropped one hand to her crotch, rubbing her clit with the heel of his hand. If she’d been accepting before, now she was just pliable. Dane continued to rub her and suck her, knowing from her breathing he had her close to an orgasm. With a bit more pressure, she did come, shaking against him, her head thrown back.

He didn’t give her time to think or recover. Lifting her from the counter, he placed her on the small kitchen table. He pulled the string on her pants and drew them down her legs then tossed them on the floor. With a slight shift, his lips were on her clit. Diana let her weight fall back onto the table and accepted his attentions. With one hand on her breast, rolling her nipple, he continued to suck her clit while running his fingers up and down along her pussy lips. She was wet, hot from her climax. It was easy to slip his index finger inside her. She didn’t stop him. She pushed her body closer to him, taking his finger deeper. He slid a second finger beside it, and she accepted that, too. She was writhing on the table, pushing her body against his lips and fingers.

“Come inside me,” she whispered. “Dane, come inside me now. I need to feel your cock inside me.” Glancing up at him, she gave him a sly smile. “If you’re not going to fuck me with your cock, use another finger.”

This was a side of her he wasn’t prepared for. She was an intensely sensual woman, knowing what she wanted once she started. He liked that she was blunt with her needs and spoke her mind. He had a passing thought that Sloan would be pleased with her even more once he knew the sexual side of her personality. When she committed her body to sex, she wanted everything. He hid his smile while licking her clit.

Dane knew she had buried this sexual side of her being deep down. She’d pushed it away to keep from getting hurt by any man. “Are you sure?” he asked, fucking her pussy faster. “Once I’m inside you, you’ll be mine.”

“Just fuck me, damn you. It’s what you came here for, what you wanted. Just do it,
now
.”

“Remember you asked me to fuck you,” he said, still keeping his fingers embedded in her pussy as he used his other hand to undo his belt and pants. He dug in his pocket and pulled out a condom before pushing his pants down his thighs, and then he drew his fingers from her body.

It was only seconds before his cock was sheathed and stretching her pussy wide to accommodate his length and girth. She writhed under him, shifting him until she had him where she wanted him within her body. Dane didn’t hold back. He used his cock to fuck her until he felt his own orgasm building. He’d been horny since the day he first saw her, and now he found himself holding back to savor the long awaited release.

“Harder, Dane,” Diana said, reaching to his waist and tugging him closer. “Make me come.” Then she used her hand to tug his hair until he looked at her, staring into her green eyes with each thrust. “Come inside me and lick your cum from me.”

He decided it was a challenge, one he accepted with ease. His fingers bit into her hips, and he held her tight to the edge of the table, thrusting deeper inside her until he was about to come. Pulling out quickly, he tore off the condom and came on her pussy and clit. He pushed two fingers back inside her and could feel her body react, her inner muscles milking him. Her whole body shuddered, and he pushed his fingers deeper into her pussy, dropping to his knees and licking his cum from her pussy, savoring the droplets of his cum that dripped from her lower lips.

“Oh God, push your fingers deeper in me, Dane. Finger me while you lick me.”

“Never disappoint a lady,” he told her and slid another finger inside her. He continued to lick her pussy lips and clit, lapping at his cum mixed with hers. “You taste amazing.” He pushed his fingers deeper in her pussy before letting them slide almost all the way out of her, pushing them back. The continued motion had her attention. With each inward push, she’d inhale, and with each withdrawal, she’d exhale with what he decided was exasperation. “Diana.” He waited until she gave him her attention. “I want more.”

He was surprised by the sly smile she gave him. “Take what you want. What will make you hard again so you can fuck me again?”

He almost laughed, not wanting to tell her he was always hard, only he’d learned to control his cock years ago.

“Anything?” he asked, wanting her to make the decision.

“Yes, anything. Just do me again or let me suck you.”

“Next time,” he told her and went back to her pussy.

She was hot and wet, her cum slipping from her body and mixing with his on his fingers. He pulled them from her pussy and brought them to her lips. Instantly, she sucked them between her lips and licked them clean.

“You are one hot lady,” he told her and pulled his fingers away, pushing them back in her pussy for a few quick thrusts. Then he withdrew them and grasped her thighs, pushing her legs toward her shoulders.

Dane liked that she was spread wide to him, accepting him. He licked from her clit to her anus and back. When she didn’t complain, he did it again and again. Dane reached down to his pants and took another condom from his pocket, bringing it to his mouth to hold the edge as he tore the package open then covered his cock with one hand while holding her in place with the other. With a simple step forward, he slid his erection in her pussy. Her sigh was his reward.

“You said anything. Are you sure?”

“Yes, anything.”

Dane stroked in her pussy a few more times and held her legs tight to her shoulders. He let his cock slip lower and into her wet anus. Diana froze momentarily under him, but he willed her to accept him into her body. With a few seconds’ time, she began to move under him. He began the slow push-pull of the act, fucking her hot, tight ass.

“Damn it, you’re so tight I’ll come,” he mumbled.

“Not yet. Fuck me more. Stretch me until I can’t take any more.”

She had no idea what she was asking for. He allowed his body to expand just a bit in her anus and felt her shudder around him. Then he began to fuck her full-out, slipping his cock in and just short of out of her body. Dane didn’t know how long he screwed her ass, only that she was whispering incoherent words to him.

“Want me to stop?”

“God, no,” she told him in a moment of clarity. “Come inside me so I’ll feel your cum dripping from my ass.”

“Whatever the lady wishes.” He hadn’t expected her to comply so easily and so quickly. It was like once he kissed her, sucked her nipple, and slid a finger inside her, she’d become another person, a woman who liked sex and wanted to experience it all.

Dane knew she was nearing her orgasm, knew she’d be spent and sore after this one, so he decided to leave her with a lasting image. He pulled his cock from her and pulled off the condom before he slid his cock deep inside her anus and called her name. She looked at him, stared into his eyes, and nodded. He didn’t ask for any further permission. He simply slipped two fingers in her pussy. That pushed her over the edge into orgasm. It pushed him over the edge, too. He came in her anus, thrusting until the last drops of cum left his body. He stayed embedded inside her and dropped over her belly, his breathing heavy. She was panting and lifted her fingers to sift through his hair.

When her breathing normalized, he withdrew his fingers from her pussy. Finally, he took a step back and let his cock leave her.

“Not yet,” she said, and he quickly slid two fingers in her anus, fucking her quickly a few times until her body clasped them. That was when her body went limp under him. He took his hand away and let her legs relax.

“Thank you,” she said, not meeting his gaze.

“You’re welcome, and thank you.” He waited just a few seconds before reaching down to pull up his pants. When they were in place, he quickly zippered them and clasped his belt. Then he pulled his shirt back into place. He didn’t stop looking at her, lying on her kitchen table with his cum dripping from both her entries.