Saving Each Other (BWWM Romance) (32 page)

I continued to look at him without showing any emotion. I tried to keep my face calm and without any sign of anger, sadness or even hope. He was right and I was being selfish beyond thought. “You’re right. I am being a child. Come on. Let’s get started.” I made my way to my desk and quickly began pulling papers from the stacks.

Over the next three hours we worked with the detective and Howard to scout out all possibilities of where the money was being led to. We found out that it was broken into hundreds of other little accounts in the Cayman Islands. After that, it was dispensed in a number of lesser accounts and so on and so on. Overall it took the money a total of 18 months before it landed in the correct offshore account. This account at the time held over $50 million dollars in it. I looked at the name and was not aware of who it may be. I realized when I looked at David that he didn’t either.

“Wait. Can we pull up the footage from the bank there? You know, see who is going in and out of the bank. They seem to be withdrawing every year and taking it with them.”

“Yep. Hold on and I’ll see if I can’t get the footage.” Howard sat and leaned over the computer in deep thought as he hacked away at the keys. His fingers moved so fast I couldn’t even keep up with what he was doing. Suddenly there were pictures that popped up on all the screens. I watched as a man in a white hat came into the building. After a few minutes we went on to the next day. “It seems that he knows where the cameras are. You see how he never faces one? He knew the layout of the bank before he did this. He planned it out. He is meticulous and had apparently been planning this for many years. There is no way to get a good angle either. Watch how he moves away and such.”

“It’s okay. Thanks for trying, Howard. We’ll have to catch him another way. Why don’t you guys call it a night?”

They nodded and I watched as the others made their way out of the office. Turning back to my stack I began working again.

“Aren’t you going home?”

I looked up at David with a weak smile. “No. I want to finish this stack first.”

“It’s seven o’clock. How about we order pizza or something and we’ll both get some more work done.”

“Okay, but only Tony’s.”

It was 45 minutes later that we sat sprawled out on the floor with pizza and stacks of papers. My toes curled into the plush carpet. I had removed my shoes hours beforehand when everyone else had still been here.

“This is fabulous. Better than Pizza Hut any day of the week,” David said.

“You bet. It’s brick oven and homemade. Juan makes the best pizza around.”

“Hold on. I thought you said the name of it was Tony’s?”

“It is.” I laughed at his puzzled expression. “Juan is Tony’s son. Tony opened the place years ago and Juan took over the family business so to speak.”

“Oh. Well man, am I glad he did. I hope to have a son to pass my business on to one day.”

I look up shocked at his words. “Really?”

“Well yes. Doesn’t everyone want to have kids?”

“Not everyone.”

“Oh so you thought I was one of those people then?”

“Well I didn’t see you having any children, no. You have such ambition. Such drive. I don’t see you settling down or slowing down to have a family and raise some little Davids.”

“Well I do.” I looked at him and smiled. “What about you?”

“What about me?” I repeated.

“Do you want kids?”

“Well I never really thought about it. I mean I guess I do someday. Yeah, I do. It would be good to have a child and experience the joy of birth.”

“Joy? Have you seen an actual birth? That is not joy. Steph made me and Mike watch one. I thought I was going to puke and then cry for her. And the blood. I don’t like blood. Not that I’m a sissy and try to faint from it or anything but you know. It just isn’t my thing.”

I couldn’t help it. I laughed out loud. I didn’t know what was funnier, the words or the facial expressions that accompanied them. I was soon bent over holding my sides in laughter. He sat there and watched me. “You think that’s funny huh? Well you just wait, missy. When some lucky guy gets you all round and pregnant and glowing then you will think about that day and it will not be pretty.”

My laughter died at his words. He really was serious. He wanted children.

“You know I did get to see that little sonogram picture and all that Stephanie had. It did seem cute and their little toes and fingers are so cute. But there is one thing that beats everything.”

“And what's that?” It was amazing to see the big strong and stubborn man be so passionate over something like a baby.

“Their smell. They have that baby smell that just melts your heart. There is nothing else like it in the world. I can’t wait till I have a baby. I can’t wait to hold my own little bundle of joy.”

“Wow. You really do want kids. You surprise me more and more every day I guess.” I chuckled as I took a drink of beer and another bite of the pizza.

We ate in silence and polished everything off. Leaning back on the couch behind me, I nursed my beer little by little. I looked at him as he bit into his pizza and then popped the last bit of crust in his mouth. He looked over to see me looking at him and I watched as his gaze traveled over me. My body burned everywhere that his gaze touched. He was Intense and I felt my pulse quicken at the passion I read in his eyes.

“If we keep eating like this then you're going to make me fat. Look at my stomach.” I broke the silence with the laugh as I began rubbing my stomach. And without hesitating, he leaned over to gently ease my hand aside so he could rub my stomach gently. I looked up at him and he smiled.

“No way could you get fat from pizza. Your body is…well…perfectly curvy.”

I batted at his arm and laughed. The laugh instantly died when I looked into his eyes. They were darker in color and I could read the desire deep inside them.  They stared into my own and I gasped when he leaned over towards me and took the beer from my hand to set it on the coffee table.

Chapter 9

“Your body is amazing and you know it.” He whispered to me. His face was so close I could touch his lips if I stuck out my tongue. He looked down at my lips and back into my eyes again. Then I felt it. It was the briefest of touches as his lips murmured over mine. He tasted of spiced pizza sauce and a hint of mint and I felt his tongue slip inside my mouth. He applied more pressure as his tongue explored my mouth. I moaned into his mouth and his kiss got more intense and more passionate. I felt his hands travel down my arms and caress my elbows before wrapping around my waist. I wound my hands up into his hair and pressed myself closer against him.

Suddenly I was hauled across the couch and onto his lap. His kiss was more desperate now and his hands had moved down to caress my ass through my pants. I was gripping his shoulders as his mouth trailed a path down my throat and neck to the swells of my breasts that laid above my shirt. My breasts rose above the shirt as I gasped for air. I clawed at his shirt, popping buttons everywhere. I was immune to the way they flew this way and that. I had one goal and one goal only. I ran my nails down the front of his shirt and then his bare chest as he moaned deeply. I smiled at the pleasure I was apparently giving him. I was immune to anything else around us. I knew that we were alone and I was tired of fighting. Tired of fighting him and the attraction we both felt for each other. I needed him. I needed him bad and I wanted him more than anything else I had ever wanted at that moment. I felt him lift my shirt above my head and throw it to the side. He buried his face in the valley between my breasts and I moaned as he licked a path in between them. I felt the clasp to my bra give way and I pulled his shirt from his pants and threw it over to the side of the office where my own clothing was now being flung. We didn’t think about anything else but our goal. I saw the difference in complexion as his pearly hand coasted over my caramel skin. I didn’t care if anyone walked in on us at that moment and by the look he was now giving me, neither did he.

He looked down at me as he peeled my bra from my body. His gaze dropped as he looked down at the dusky nipples that hardened the longer he looked.  He looked up into my eyes and quickly pulled the hair pins that held my hair out of my head. My hair tumbled around my shoulders thick and wavy. My lips were swollen from his kisses and he could see where his stubble had made marks on my skin.

“If you want to stop then tell me now because I don’t think I can after this.” At the shake of my head he sent a silent thank you to the heavens as he stood with me in his arms. He quickly made work of my pants as I did his until we were both standing there in our underwear. His boxer briefs did nothing to hide his excitement as I looked down at him. He smiled as he regarded the widening of my eyes and where I was looking. He quickly gathered me into his arms to kiss me again. My body began to burn again as ecstasy licked at my insides.

I was burning from the inside out needing release. Release that only he could give me. He looked at my body. I seemed to flush everywhere his eyes touched. He whispered that I was what he pictured. He told me how he imagined my perfect full breasts and how they now stood out with my nipples pointing at him. He ran his hand gently down my stomach to dip between my legs. I gasped out loud. He sat on the couch and brought me over to straddle him, resting both of my knees next to his hips. I looked down at him and for a quick second he looked like he was in a trance of some kind. It was as if he was spellbound as he just sat there for what seemed like forever. He didn’t move or say a word just sat there looking up at me.

“You are magnificent.”

“I don’t know… I mean… I just…” He lifted his fingers to my lips.

He groaned. I knew he thought of how he had to be gentle. He needed to take his time although I wanted nothing more than for him to lay me down and claim me then and there. I didn’t want tenderness. I didn’t want sweet nothings whispered in my ear. I wanted him and only him. I wanted him to do all the things that I knew were just now running through his head. The things that I myself had thought of. He lifted me up and stood before he began carrying me over to his desk. Without a second thought or glance to what he was doing he raked everything on the top into the floor.

I watched as he leaned over me and placed me on my back down on the desk. His hands made quick work of my panties and I shivered with anticipation as I felt them slide down my legs, leaving me completely bare under him. I felt the goose bumps rise on my flesh with the slight touch of his knuckles as they made their way down to my ankles and then they were thrown across the room with the other clothes. He lifted his hands to cup my breasts and leaned over to take one in his mouth. My legs dangled from the edge of the desk and he brought his hand down to rub against my opening. I moaned deep when I felt his mouth lick inside my belly button. His hand parted my folds to caress my clit lightly. At my sharp intake of breath, he smiled and bent over to flick it with his tongue.

“Oh....”

He slid a finger inside me and groaned when he felt my walls contract around his finger. He whispered about how hot I was and how tight. I began to writhe against his hand searching for more. I was writhing on his desk and moaning. “I want to sink inside you so bad right now. I want nothing more than to make love to  you hard and fast. I know you want that as well but I will not see you hurt. We must take our time. It will be that much sweeter when we finally reach that moment we have been waiting for. I have dreamed of nothing but burying myself inside you since I first saw you.”

“Me too.”

“I dreamt of you like this.  Of you riding me in my chair and then me standing and bending you over my desk to take you from behind fast and hard. How does that sound? Do you want me to take you, my sweet?” His hand began to move faster inside me and then he replaced it with two fingers. I pushed up against him searching for my orgasm as his hand pumped faster inside me. Finally I screamed as I splintered into a hundred small pieces. It was amazing how this man could make me have the largest orgasms of my life with just his fingers. Then I looked up at him. This time however I wouldn’t be leaving. This time I wanted it all. I remembered his words and finally answered him.

“Yes please. I want you. I need you,  David.”

He groaned as he pushed inside me just enough so that the head of his penis could feel my heat. “Oh God you are tight. So fucking tight and hot.”

“Please.” I moaned it softly but he heard me as he eased himself deeper inside my walls and body.  When he was fully inside me, he leaned over my body and tried to catch his breath. He then stood up and slid out of me almost completely so that just the head of his penis was inside and then thrust inside me with one huge push. Over and over he did it and then increased his pace when he heard my moans.