Slightly Sinful (11 page)

“Roberto, what do you want from me? I can’t lie to you. My body wants and desires you like no other man I’ve ever known. In ways I’ve never even imagined before.”

“I want you as well,
mi cereza oscura hermosa
.”

Her breath shortened and her body responded instantly to the name, making it feel as if the temperature in the room increased to the point of her wanting to peel her dress from her body. As much as she wanted him, she had to be honest with them both. “After tonight, what do we have? Nothing.” Her heart ached as she confessed the next words to him. “I didn’t go away this weekend expecting to care for anyone. But, I did. In one night, I fell for a sexy, mysterious man named Roberto Sanchez.” Her voice broke from pent up emotions. “And because of my feelings for you, I cannot be the woman at this port. Waiting for the little time you give me when you’re in the area.”

Lowering his head, he nodded his understanding. “Just like you,
cereza
, I didn’t want or need anyone. I’ve been at plenty of Daniel’s overnight sex marathons.” His gaze captured hers as he stepped forward and closed the gap. “And as many times as I’ve been asked, I’ve never given my name or removed my mask. But, I saw you across the table and my life changed in an instant. Every time I slid inside of you that night, it was like another piece of you crawled inside of me.” Pulling her against him, he finished, “By the time I awakened the next morning to find you gone, you had overtaken my soul.”

Silent tears spilled over her lower lids and streamed down her cheeks.

“Everywhere I have gone, I’ve smelled your scent, remembered your taste and heard your voice. Your face haunts me whether I’m awake or asleep.” Raising a hand, he brushed her tears away.

“Regardless of how we feel, where does that leave us?” she asked, afraid for it to end, but knowing it had to.

“Yesterday, I met with my staff and let them know that I would be residing here in my suite. I am moving back to the States. My overseas residence would only remain for traveling purposes to check on my other business interests.”

Delilah was speechless.

“All this I did for you. Because I want to be with you.” Pulling her into him, he kissed her. “I want more than one night.” Kissing her again, his tongue entered her mouth, sliding between her lips.

Unable to resist him, she became a willing participant.

They parted, and Roberto asked, “So, what do you want,
mi cereza
?”

“You,” she confessed, “I want a relationship with a sexy, arrogant man named Roberto Sanchez.”

He laughed. “I’m sexy, am I?”

Staring into his eyes so there was no misunderstanding, she said, “I can’t do this half measure. It has to be all or nothing. My heart is already at risk being here with you.”

Trailing a finger across the bridge of her nose, Roberto whispered, “You should know I do nothing half-measure,
hermosa
.” The R rolled along his tongue.

Nervous, she flexed her hands into his shoulder muscles. “Then be straightforward, Roberto and tell me what I’m getting myself into. No more smoking mirrors.”

His gaze traveled along her face. When they returned to her eyes, they were dark, steel gray with determination. “Everything,
cereza oscura
. I want to close my eyes every night with you in my arms and have no concern in the morning that you will be gone. Clear enough?”

“More than.” She threw her arms around his shoulders.

Holding her body to his, he swung them around in a circle. “Great. Now that I’ve put your heart at ease, how about you assisting me now?” Stopping, he pressed his hard length into her mound as he slid the fabric across her bare round bottom and the back of her thighs. “Remember me, your sexy man?”

She chuckled. “You forgot arrogant. Cocky is another I’m willing to add to the list.”

His gaze became dark and intense. “I’m fully prepared to show you and your sassy ass just how cocky I can be.”

The thick, erect cock imprinting her body through her dress was proof of his preparedness. At the same time, she became aware of the air blowing against the back of her thighs then Roberto’s hand began to caress her wet sex.

He groaned loud and free as he found her both bare and wet. Completely different from the small sound she’d heard in the media room.

“I have to taste you.” Bypassing the couch, he headed toward a back room.

Excitement coursed through her veins. “Your staff?”

He gave her a wicked smile and pressed his hard shaft into her belly. “They’re already gone. They had their instructions before you arrived.” Walking to the side of the bed, he tossed her on a California king-size mattress. He dropped to his knees and tossed her skirt up to her waist, revealing her swollen wet lips. “So, feel free to scream your heart out.”

“Don’t you want me to undress?”

“No.” Grabbing her ankles, he pulled her toward the edge of the bed and parted her thighs wide. Staring down at her sex, his voice was rich and raspy as it resonated through the room, “This dress has been driving me out of my mind since you arrived, and I’m planning to fuck you all night in it. Then in the morning, I’m going to order you one in every color we can find.”

She gave a lusty giggle that ended in a gasp as Roberto began to taste her. Burying his face in her hot juices, he licked and suckled her. He twirled his tongue around her sensitive clit then flicked it. Slipping further between her legs, he slid down her slick folds past the needy opening of her sex and swirled around her puckered hole until she arched against him, pleading for more. Returning to her clit, he caressed it, rapidly tapping it until her legs began to jump with her nearing climax. Latching on, he suckled her, pulling her orgasm from her.

When she came, his tongue entered her pussy, reaching high inside as he drank from her.

As she made a slow descent to earth, Roberto helped her roll over to her stomach, keeping her legs from getting tangled in the dress. Holding her head down, she gasped for air, attempting to fill her lungs as her hair, now loose, came tumbling down around her face.

Pushing her skirt up on her back, he undressed quickly behind her. Occasionally, he ran his hand along her spasmodic sex, dipping inside and keeping her hovering toward another orgasm.

Glancing over her shoulder at his fully aroused body, she gave him a saucy look and wiggled her ass toward his adventurous hand.

“Always sassy.” His husky voice held a warning tone.

The sound of something snapping open should have warned her.

His hands palmed her ass, squeezing, massaging. One of his fingers slid inside of her tight bottom, cold and slick then was gone, to return its icy wetness as two fingers entered her. The invasion was forbidden and exciting, causing her to press into his questing fingers as they moved to and from her body.

When the third finger entered, she felt nervous anticipation build inside of her.

With his free hand, Roberto pushed her hair away from her face and gazed intently.

The sight of his hand moving between her spread cheeks caused her desire to increase. Her sex pulsed and her juices flowed anew.

“Do you trust me?” he asked.

“Yes,” she answered without hesitation.

Winking at her, he removed his hand once again then leaned toward her, guiding his cock into her. Resuming the rhythm of his hand, he pressed into her, stretching her virgin flesh in small increments before retreating. He pushed a little deeper each time, opening her to the foreign and wicked penetration.

She wanted to scream, resist and beg for more each time.

Reaching around her body, he began to caress her clit and the slippery lips of her sex in time with his strokes. Giving into his fondling, she relaxed into him, splaying her legs wider. She arched her hips and rotated against his groin until he was seated deep inside.

She panted and moaned, feeling both sinful and excited from the hedonistic act, but fully enjoying his full thrust.

By the time he encouraged her to press her shoulders toward the mattress, she was begging for him to take her hard. She cried out for more as he pumped into her, inflaming her ass as two of his fingers continued to strum a tune along her sex. Those same torturous fingers entered her drenched center and fucked her along with his hard, engorged cock, and she went wild. Delilah bucked and slammed herself against him.

Until she came violently, screaming out her release. As she clenched and flexed both of her walls around him, it pushed him over the edge with her, and together they collapsed breathlessly on the bed.

Gently, he slipped out of her, gathered her quivering body against his and kissed her on the side of her brow. “I do believe you may be the death of me.”

Exhausted, she laughed and smiled at him. “You can’t get out of it that easy. You promised me more than just one night, and I’m going to hold you to it.”

“It will be my pleasure to fulfill our agreement,
mi cereza oscura hermosa
.”

Epilogue   

“Oh, my goodness, Roberto, I am beat.” Delilah stepped off the elevator into the executive suite on the top floor of Torres Towers.

Wiping his hand on the dish towel, he tossed it to the counter and moved across the room to her. Wordless, he took her suitcase from her and set it down then pulled her into his arms. Claiming her lips he allowed his kiss to show her how much she had been missed.

When the kiss ended, he licked his lips, tasting more of her minty sweetness as he watched her open her lovely eyes slowly.

“Wow, what a welcome.” She smiled.

“
Mi cacao de cereza
, it is good to have you home.” A few months after they had begun dating, Delilah rented out her home and moved in with him. In the last six months, he had felt more fulfilled than at any time in his life. Last month they had taken two weeks off, visited his family, who loved her, and then spent a week with hers. While they were with her family, a lot smaller than his, he and her father had a few man to man discussions.

“How was Atlanta?”

“Hot, and it’s still a month away from summer.” She unbuttoned her blazer.

Stepping behind her, he slipped it from her arms.

“How did the meetings go?”Draping her jacket over his forearm, he carried it and her suitcase into their room.  

“Amazing,” she called after him. “Hmm, something smells delicious.”

When he returned to the front room she was peeping into the pot on the stove and about to pull the oven open.

“It’s conejo al vino tinto.”

She giggled. “I have no clue what you just said.”

“It is rabbit in red wine sauce. I also have homemade rosemary bread in the oven.”

“You know I love your cooking.”

“I wanted to treat my lady with a special night, help you relax.” He wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed the side of her neck.

“You are so sweet.” She turned her head to the side and kissed him.

“If you keep kissing me, dinner will burn.”

She caressed his cheek. “That would not be fair after all the hard work you’ve been doing in the kitchen. You know I love your cooking.”

“Thank
mi madre
. She made sure we all knew our way around the kitchen.”

“With eleven children, she had enough help.” She smiled.

The grin on her beautiful lips sent a jolt to his heart. He loved everything about her.

“So, come.” He took her hand and led her into the living room. “Dinner still has about forty minutes before we can eat.”

Once he had her settled on the couch he slipped her shoes off, pulled her feet into his lap and began massaging them.

“Oh, that feels so good,” she moaned as she leaned back against the opposite arm of the coach. 

“Tell me of your trip. How was meeting Mr. Perry?”

“He and his entire staff were wonderful.” Her face was glowing as she filled him in on her meeting with the entrepreneur, director and film star. He was looking at building a satellite office in Charlotte for a few upcoming films he would be shooting in the area as well as a few other projects. Through mutual contacts of Roberto’s, Timothy had found out
Précis
Touch and was looking at contracting them for the design work.

Since their romance had become public, something that for once, Roberto did not attempt to hide, Delilah’s company name had begun to reach various business tycoons' ears. Many of them had begun to arrange meetings.

“I know you don’t need me to say it, but I am very proud of you.”

She blew him a kiss. “I love making you proud. I love you.”

As she stared up toward the ceiling, visualizing the different décor, as she continued to tell him about the various ideas she already had for the studio if everything came to fruition, he moved subtly. Continuing to massage her foot with one hand, he slipped his other hand beneath the side cushion of the couch until his finger wrapped around the object he stashed there early in the day.

He knew his woman; she would be able to go on for at least an hour when it came to her visions of interior design and remodeling. Popping the top open to the small box, he removed the ring and in a cunning move he slipped it onto her second toe.

Then he allowed the heel of her left foot to rest in his palm then sat and waited.

Being extremely sensitive when it came to her feet, Roberto did not have to wait long.

“So, I was thinking pale gold with a trim of—“ She raised her upper body high on her elbows, frowning. “Why does it feel like something is stuck between my…”

He smiled as he watched her mouth and eyes both stretch wide as they fixed on the pear-shaped pink diamond ring.

“You were enjoying laying out your descriptions so well, I didn’t want to disturb you,” he jested.

 “Oh my God, Roberto…” her eyes began to fill with water as she sat all the way up, her gaze shifting from her foot to his eyes.

“I’ve already received permission from you father to marry you, but as much as I like him, he’s not the one I want to hear yes from.”Gently, he slipped the ring from her toes then kneeled with one knee on the floor beside her.