The Love Triangle (BWWM Romance) (37 page)

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Charles was in the middle of his own business problems, but when he saw his wife come in, he left the meeting and gave her a big hug. He had not expected her there that day and she was the boost that he needed.

“My love. I didn’t know you were coming or I would have waited for you to go to lunch.”

“Food is not what I'm hungry for, Charles. I have had a really bad day and I need you now.”

His blue eyes narrowed and he looked at her. “Does that mean…?”

She nodded her head. It was not unknown to her that he had been waking up rock-hard and having to take care of it in the shower. She heard him a few times, but didn’t have the energy or wherewithal to actually go in there. It had been a couple of weeks since they had made love and it was clear that she was not the only one missing the physical part of their marriage. It was such a big part of the early relationship, that for the days that they went without, it was like a bigger divide coming between them.
 

“Unless you are too busy Charles…I guess I could wait till you get home.”

He kissed her right then and there, in front of most of the people on their floor. Everyone was surprised to see him show affection in front of them. Charles was not known for his lovable ways and there was one woman in particular that did not like to see the flagrant display in front of her. The blonde eyed her competition and though most women would have thought they had lost when their man got married to another, Charles was still that, hers, and she planned to fight for him.

Dahlia pushed him back, her body ready and her face smiling. “I see you have missed me too.”

He didn’t say a word, but moved her towards the end office that he occupied. Charles thought of how thankful he was that he had made sure to put in better blinds. It was for moments like this that he had. Shutting the door behind him, Dahlia backed up from his animalistic eyes. He looked at her as if he was going to devour her whole.

The desk stopped her from moving away from him anymore. When he came towards her, his hands were already on his tie as soon as he locked the door behind him. He had no intentions on anyone breaking up their love fest.

Pulling the shirt out of his pants, he stopped in front of her with his hands on the buttons. Dahlia’s slightly trembling hands took over. She needed it as much as he did. The connection that came when the two lovers touched again. When his shirt was pushed back onto his shoulders, she groaned. She had missed her husband.

Her hands touched his hard chest, fingers playing in the light hairs that covered his chest. “I have missed you, love.”

Dahlia couldn’t have agreed more and when he kissed her again, he took her breath away. It was what she had needed, his touch and love. It exuded out of him and she was helpless to not feel it. “Charles, I'm sorry I made you wait so long.”

He nodded his head. “Dahlia, I would wait forever for you.”

She knew that what he said was true and all she wanted to do was hold him. Charles had other ideas though and was quickly working on getting her clothes off instead of his own. Her curvy body called to him every night and he was dying to get back inside of her.

Charles unbuttoned her shirt much as he had done his own. His mouth immediately went to her begging breasts, holding them in his hands while he swirled his tongue around her dark nipples. She moaned and then gasped as he lifted her up onto the desk. She was sitting on papers, but neither one of them cared. She could think of nothing more important than his hands on her.

Her head fell back as her arms held onto his neck so that she didn’t fall. He kept her at the edge with his mouth, suckling on her until she was wet from the mere touch. Charles played her body like a fiddle and it was hard for her to go. Already she was close to coming and he hadn’t done more than kiss her lips and her breasts. Just being around him made her wet and she was soon squirming for more.

“Please, Charles. Now!”

He nodded his head, chuckling. Charles had no intention of rushing it. He needed more than just to be inside of her. His real pleasure was gleaned from her coming and once was never enough. He wanted to taste her essence and feel her body rack with pleasure as she called out his name. There was an issue of sound, but like her, he ran his business so while there may be dirty looks of his actions, no one would say a word to his face about it.

Moving down her stomach, he paused for a minute at the flatness. It was not supposed to be that way, but he pushed it from his mind. Her moans and hands pushed him further, begging him to give her more than a few touches. “Baby, I need you, please.”

Charles made a growling sound and then pulled her back off the desk. His hands on her waist, she whimpered as she moved down his hard body. Pulling her down gave him the ability to take off the skirt that was too tight to pull up and needed to be unzipped from the side. He pushed it to the ground and let the fabric puddle to the floor at her feet.

She waited for him to put her back on the desk, but instead he turned her around and bent her over the desk, instructing her to open her thighs wide. Dahlia did so without question, her body practically vibrating with need. After the day she had, she didn’t want to think anymore, Dahlia needed to feel. She spread her legs wide and pushed her ass up as she wiggled it in front of him to tempt him. She heard the growl from the back of his throat that turned her into a puddle. Hoping for penetration, she was surprised when he instead started to rub up her legs slowly.

Charles’ fingers played on the back of her knees and then moved to the inside of her thighs as both hands moved up her legs slowly. Tiny goosebumps spread across her body and she moaned as his hot breath found her core. His fingers found her panties soaked and then they were ripped off of her in one short jerk. She cried out with the suddenness of it all and then his tongue delved in between her puffy cheeks. His mouth was scorching on her core and it drove her completely mad.

Her fingers gripped the edge of the desk as her ass moved back over and over again to fill his mouth with her sweetness. It wasn’t long before she was shaking inside and she couldn’t stop the wave of pleasure that took over her. She bit her lower lip to stop herself from squealing with the first orgasm in weeks. She hadn’t even been touching herself and the release was mind-numbing.

“Yes, baby, oh yeah. Lick me faster, baby.”

He did and she was soon trying to get up and get away from his hungry mouth. It was hard to deny his talent when he touched her like that. When he finally moved away, she was still convulsing with aftershocks from her climax.

Charles took in her upturned ass and the way her ass jiggled as she shook. He had never loved an ass so much as he did Dahlia’s and soon his own pants were down and on the plush carpet of his office. She felt the hot head at her core and she remembered what he had told her before they were married. Dahlia was in desperate need of his manhood and when he started to press into her slowly, she groaned out.

Finally seated inside of her, his cock jerked with the envelopment that she afforded. He fit inside of her perfectly, as if that was where he was supposed to be all along. It was like Dahlia had been waiting for him or he had been waiting for her. The woman was just made for him. Never before had he been so fully engulfed and when she clenched her insides, it suffocated his shaft until he pulled out roughly.

“If you squeeze me too hard, love, I'm not going to make it.”

“Well you promised me all night, Charles.”

He had, but it was before they had been together romantically. Charles doubted that any man could last too long inside of her. Her silken folds were far too tempting to not fill her full of seed. His cock pressed back in slowly about halfway and then he ripped back out. Each press in took him a little deeper, but he never gave her what she really wanted. Dahlia needed that hard and fast slam home that rocked her world. She was close to another orgasm, he could tell by her breathing, but he knew that he was not likely to last through another one. How could he when she felt so damn good?

“It’s been too long, Dahlia, please.”

She bent over further, laying her head on the desk. “Just fuck me, Charles, however you want.”

He made a noise behind her and slammed all the way in. Repeating that several times, Dahlia was started to tense up and then her body exploded into a million colors behind her closed eyes. It was what she had needed and as he hammered into her, she begged him for his cum. There was no way that she could last a long time with him. It hadn’t happened yet. He was just far too potent to take on that long.

“Mmm, fill me up, baby. I need to feel you squirt inside of me.”

Another growl and the sounds became more and more desperate. She clamped down on his shaft and he bellowed behind her. Charles said her name over and over again as the last spurts of his hot seed filled her tight slit.  “Oh, Dahlia. I love you so much. I could stay in here all day.”

She giggled and then stood up, her ass pushing his softening cock deeper. “Now, now, you have work to do.”

Dahlia started to get dressed and he looked at her dressing as if she was doing something wrong. “Wait, you are leaving?”

“Yes, baby. I need to go home and do some paperwork and then I will make us some dinner.”

His face did not change from the confusion. She had not cooked once and he figured that she couldn’t. In fact that's what she had told him. Charles knew whatever it was, he would eat it. If it wasn’t edible, he would find a way to choke it down anyways. “I can’t wait.”

She laughed again. “I bet. Thanks for that, Charles, I really needed it. The fact is, I really need you. I never realized how much or what my life would be like without you and frankly, I never want to know. All I know is, you are the only thing good that came out of the last year and I don’t know what I would do without you. You saved my life…”

Dahlia had started with a smile on her face, but she was quickly taken over by sadness. Her words reminded her of what had transpired and as if he seemed to know, he pulled her closer to him and kissed her on the lips. “You are the one that saved me, Dahlia. I just didn’t know that I needed it.”

Another kiss and she walked out of his office, a few faces turning away as she left. There was one blonde in particular scowling and like before, Dahlia was too high on her cloud to see it.

Chapter 15

Dahlia drove home on the same cloud that she had left his office on. The day seemed better and she knew that she had him to thank for that. Everything was better when Charles was next to her. She started out making calls about what she and Alfred had talked about, but it was too late in the day and she was still buzzing off of the moments with him.

She instead took out an old cookbook and went back to the store for ingredients to her famous Shepherd’s Pie. Dahlia hadn’t made it since she was younger. Her mother had made it for her father. Her father had never tried it initially, but it quickly became one of his favorites. That meant that she had it at least once a week after they got back together. Dahlia couldn’t cook many things, in fact she told most people she couldn't cook at all, but she could make that dish with her eyes closed.

It was strange to be back in the kitchen and she felt like a housewife for the first time. Feeling rather adventurous, Dahlia dressed up in a nice bra and panty set and put the frilly apron on over it. She started the lamb to simmer after she minced it and added in some garlic and onions. The smells were already melding together and the house smelled great by the time Charles was supposed to be home.

The pie was in the oven when he got home and she didn’t hear him come in. Coming up behind her, Charles grabbed her up by the hips and pulled her back to his hardness. His lips slid to her neck and she shivered with the touch.

“It smells good in here, baby. What are you making?”

“Shepherd’s Pie.”

His teeth bit at her neck and shoulders. “You look good. I wish I could come home to this more often.”

“Soon, my love. I just have to find someone to run the company a bit, so I can play house.”

“We’re married now, so there is no more playing.”

Charles spun her around to face him. His hands cupped her ass cheeks as he kissed her soft lips. She was driving him crazy in her outfit and he wanted some then. It was much like she had felt when they had gone into his office. But he was not as lucky to quench his thirst. “After dinner, love.”

He made a whimpering sound that no man should make, but like everything he did, Dahlia found his desire for her a turn on. There wasn’t anything about him that she didn’t like and that in and of itself was scary. She kept telling herself in the back of her mind that no one was that nice or that perfect.

Dahlia pushed him off of her and she bent over to get the pie out of the oven. She felt exposed for a moment and felt a light touch on her backside, but he did not push anymore. Her hands were full of the hot dish and she set it on the table. “Will you pour some wine, love? We have some things to talk about.”