The Love Triangle (BWWM Romance) (39 page)

Chapter 17

Dahlia smiled at him when he came down the stairs a few minutes later. Her eyes went to his sleep pants and she could easily see that he had not taken care of it in the shower after she left. She liked the idea that he waited and their eyes met. His dark gaze looked almost black and she could see the longing in his depths.

“I made some baked pasta. Are you hungry?”

“Starved.”

To what he was referencing was clear and she moved back to the stove as he sat down. Her own insides burned and she needed to keep their space. She brought the meal out and set the salad in front of him. He barely seemed to notice. “Come on, Charles, you have to learn some patience.”

It was not the answer he was looking for. “You make it really hard, Dahlia. Really hard.”

She giggled. “I know I do, but you’re the one home early, accosting me while I 'm minding my own business taking a shower.”

“Is that so?” His smile was strained as he jerked in his pants. The way she had looked in the shower, her ass dripping with water and bubbles.

“Yes, now out of the gutter.” He looked down at the mixed salad, pushing the leaves around with his fork. “Is something wrong, dear?”

His dark eyes met hers. “You know exactly what is wrong. I'm so hard it hurts.”

“Aww, poor baby.”Charles looked down again and she chuckled. “Are you really pouting?”

His face turned a little red and he asked her about her day, trying to change the subject. He watched her lips move and her chest heave as she breathed. There was no sound as she talked, since the pounding in his ears was covering up all other sound. “You aren’t even listening to me, are you?”

He nodded his head every now and then, but it was clear after a few minutes that he was not listening at all. The news she had to tell him would have brought more of a reaction than the lust in his eyes. “Charles!”

“What? Sorry.”

“I swear you are useless when you're in heat.”

“I wouldn’t say useless.”

She sighed and then crooked her finger at him, “Come here.”

He was up and in front of her, bending to kiss her. “No. Stand up.”

Charles did as she asked, his need so clear that it made her want to take him up to the bedroom, but like him, she was preoccupied with a certain part of him that had been rubbed against her earlier. Her hand went to his hard length, gripping it through the cotton plaid pants that he was wearing. Charles made a groaning sound and she looked up to see him watching her. Feeling more adventurous, she moved her mouth to his hard shaft, biting it gently through the cloth. He was so hard that she had to stretch her jaw just to get her teeth around both sides of it.

His hands went to her short hair, trying to grip it and not liking that fact that he couldn’t. In a rush, she pulled away and yanked his pants down, exposing what she was really in need of. The thickness sprung back towards her face, slapping her on her soft lips. “Is this what you want?”

There was a nod and then she opened her mouth slowly. He tasted good, the pre-cum slightly salty, but she had always enjoyed his flavor. His skin was smooth as her tongue flicked and licked on his cockhead and down to the base of his cock. Licking the balls that hung beneath, she sucked one into her mouth, swirling her tongue around. Charles’ hand was back on her head and by his urging, she figured he was getting close. He had worked himself up so much, as soon as her mouth moved back to the beginning and closed around him, he almost shouted with the pleasure. Cursing, his hips thrust towards her face and her throat relaxed to let him push himself in more.

Her gag reflex finally kicked in, her throat muscles closing in around the head. The stimulation was almost too much. His hips went immobile and with the base in her hand, Dahlia started to bob up and down on him. Every sound he made pushed her to take more, ignoring the need to gag. Her jaw started to hurt from the rutting and she braced her hands on his hips as he started to move in a frantic way.

“Yes, please don’t stop.”

Adding suction, Charles was soon lost in the pleasure. Dahlia pushed him deeper, swallowing the hot spurts that came out of the tip. Each one was hotter than the last and after several swallows, she finally pulled back. His cock was red with the use and she pushed a trickle of cum back into her mouth. The very view made him groan, moving down to kiss her. Her lips felt bruised by the time he pulled away and when he stood back up, he had re-hardened. “Not again. Got to let my jaw stop hurting, baby.”

“It isn’t your mouth that I want.” Charles moved closer, his hands pulling her up off of the seat. She loved the way his length dragged across her body. It was erotic feeling and it put her in a state of her own. Pulling her dress up over her head, he turned her around until she was face down on the table. Her ass was high in the air, making her feel vulnerable. When she felt the hotness against her core, they both moaned with the hot wetness.

Charles slid in slowly, almost painfully so. She wanted to push back, but he held her still with a hard hand on her lower back. Dahlia whimpered as he became fully seated, throbbing inside of her.

There was a burning smell all of a sudden. She looked up and saw the smoke and had to laugh. “I knew I shouldn’t have attempted dessert. Move so I can get it.”

He shook his head and kissed her neck as his cock pushed deeper against her womb. “Let it burn.”

***

Lying in bed several hours later, Charles finally had given up his quest and they were both exhausted. He had a way about him, but it was Dahlia that finally had to call it. Charles was more than ready to have another go, however Dahlia was far too sore to do so. He whined a little, but after she shot him a look, he didn’t say anything else. Every time they were together it was like the first time, her body still not adjusting to his thickness.

“So I wanted to talk to you earlier, but we got sidetracked and burned another casserole dish.”

He didn’t seem too bothered. “We can just buy another one. I will buy you stacks of them if I have to.”

Moving towards her on the bed, she had to push him away, her breath still not completely slowed. Laughing, she pictured him bringing home a stack to the ceiling. It was the silly things that went into her head with Charles. She was able to laugh. “That would be so wasteful.”

He shrugged. “So since you are rejecting me, what did you want to talk about?”

Charles wasn’t sure what else she had up her sleeve and it made him a little nervous. “Well, you know I was talking about finding someone to run the company?”

“Uh huh.”

“I signed it over today. The running rights, but I still have enough stock to have majority say in all decisions. I get to take as much time off as I need and it will still keep the family name, all the employees will be taken care of. There will be a slight dip in profits to pay for a CEO, but I think with a few of my shares, I can alleviate that as well. This new guy is great and I think with the added productivity, it will be a wash or even maybe higher than projections.”

“You're amazing.”

“Why?”

“Because you can ride me like a bull one minute and talk about projections the next, naked in bed with me. I would say that is pretty rare.”

“Yes, well. I was trying to tell you earlier, but you were more worried about looking at my chest.”

Charles agreed, his eyes back on the bare mounds, moving slightly as she breathed and talked. They were practically hypnotic. He leaned closer to lick the hard tip. She wasn’t as quick to push him away, but she eventually had to as his licking turned to suckling. It drove her crazy and she felt familiar stirrings in her. It appeared that her body didn’t care how sore she was.

“You know what that means right?”

“Mmmhmmm.”

She slapped his hand that was inching back towards her. “I will get dressed and sleep in pants and a shirt if you don’t quit.”

He moved back reluctantly. Dahlia couldn’t believe how much he wanted her all the time. Charles was simply starving for it all the time.

“It means that the clause is gone.”

Charles heard that. “Really? Are you sure you want to do that?”

“Well you will still get the benefits of the marriage and well, my priorities have changed and working the next twenty years there doesn’t sound as good as it used to. I used to like the power and the business, the deals. But now, every meeting is the last one I want to go to. Have you ever felt that way?”

“Sometimes. I still like the chase of it all. I have thought about taking some time off and maybe traveling, but I think I like running things. It is apparent I don’t get to run things at home.”

She nodded, sitting up. Dahlia tried to feel sympathetic, but it was hard to when he was looking at her in such a way. How could he want her so much after they had been together so many times in one day? As she moved towards him, she went to her hands and knees, crawling over his body as his hips thrusted upwards to greet her hot hole.

“See so eager. Always so eager.”

“Do you want to run things here?”

He nodded his head. “Very much so.”

“Okay, what do you want?”

“For you to sit down on me.”

Her insides clenched and though it was what she was going to do anyways, Dahlia just let him think for once that he had won. When she settled down against him, it was both of them that had won.

Chapter 18

Even though the clause of her father’s will was no longer in effect, Dahlia had not changed her mind about adopting a child. She wanted to be a mother and with her schedule cleared up, it was quite quickly that everything was dotted and signed. Only six months later, Leandra was brought home and Dahlia couldn’t have been happier.

Instead of slogging through meetings, travel and million dollar deals, she was now dealing with diapers and all of the trappings of a child. It was more work than she had ever imagined and she started to think that work had actually been easier. But work didn’t smile at her in such a way that her heart melted.

Leandra was adopted as an infant, though she was already about three months old before Dahlia met her and brought her home. It was love at first sight for both of them. Charles was absolutely adorable with her. He had learned to change diapers and she had learned to cook, so most of the staff had been let go and Dahlia pushed into her new role as steadfast and eager as she did all the rest. It was perfect and she never wanted it to end.

She waited for him to get home from work. Dahlia was surprised at how much she missed him the few hours he was gone. Taking a page from her book, Charles had been working less as well. He was getting home at five still, but most of the time didn’t leave until noon. It was one of the perks of being boss and Dahlia couldn’t be happier for it. It was all coming together and with the bright brown-eyed baby girl with the black curls on her hip, it all just felt right.

Hearing the door open, she walked towards the entrance, not even wanting to wait till he had his jacket off to give him a kiss. It was surprising how quickly things had changed. Her life was nothing where she thought it would be only a few months before. She had become a happy stay at home mom, with less worries and a husband that loved her.

“Hey. You look really good, baby.”

Her cheeks got hot with the compliment. It was never just his words, but the way he looked at her that made her feel all warm inside. When she noticed that Leandra had dozed off, she looked at him slyly. “No, she is getting back up. We have to work out a schedule and dinner is almost ready, so none of that.”

Charles pouted, but he kissed her again with a little less heat. Taking their daughter out of her arms, he tickled her gently to wake her up. She was not a morning person and they both found it too funny to wake her up. Leandra would give them the dirtiest look and it made them laugh. After she had given her father the stink eye, she looked around for Dahlia and started to get fussy. Dahlia touched her face softly and she calmed down almost immediately.

“How do you do that?”

“I don’t know. You're just too nervous. She can feel it. Would you want someone holding you that was afraid?”

“I guess not.”

“Relax, she loves you Charles.” She could see the doubt in his eyes, but it was endearing that he was so worried about everything. He constantly worried that he was doing it wrong, but the lengths that he went to trying made up for it in strides. Seeing them together just made her love him that much more.

***

Charles was still worried that he was holding her wrong, but they were getting more in tune. He had never realized how much he wanted a family, until he thought of if he didn’t have them all of a sudden. He knew that his life would never be the same if it were that way.