Vows of Deception: Something old, new, borrowed, and BLUE... (15 page)

“Absolutely NOT! I hate you for trying to pin this on me.”

“Mrs. Jones I would advise you to keep your client calm. Her outrageous outbursts is only fueling the simmering fire from her guilt of being a manipulative spouse. According to special investigations she has been seen all over town with another not her husband. The man suspected of being her lover in question.” Before Danni could say another word against them trying to slander her reputation her lawyer held up her hand to silence her.

“Now, now Miss Hawk there will be no mudslinging or hearsay. Unless you would like for me to bring forth my own investigation into your client’s dealings.”

“…”

“Very well. Because your client was so negligent in his assumed duty of taken care of the household expenses, the house is in jeopardy of foreclosure. The cars are severely behind on the lease agreements. Since my client feels it isn’t safe to live under the same roof as Mr. Graves, she decided it best to extract herself from the home. Therefore my client is willing to physically sale the home to Mr. Graves since he currently resides there. Also monies that were in the joint account belonging to my client should be returned.” After another brief discussion from the two she returned with some shocking news.

“My client is willing to fight for his marriage. He insists that this is all a misunderstanding that can be rectified. He is even willing to forgive his wife’s indiscretions. Her unstable behavior was a way of lashing out at him to get his attention. This is no more than a woman seeking attention from her spouse when he refused to start a family.”

“No deal. I was hoping we could come to a serious agreement but it seems your client is not thinking clearly. This is not a game and we have nothing further to discuss.”

“Perhaps it’s your client that isn’t thinking. Stalling for a payout.”

“If you were listening instead of throwing a tantrum like a jealous lover you would see that my client only wants to leave this marriage with her maiden name.”

“Excuse me?”

“You’re excused. Now since this isn’t a serious matter to either of you. This meeting will be adjourned. We will see you in court. Miss Hawk, Mr. Graves, have a good day.” Mrs. Jones stood gesturing for Danni to do the same. Before she could get too far her arm was snatched back by a fuming Lamont.

“This isn’t over Danielle. You will come crawling back when that thug has used you all up. When he is done using your oversized body he will throw you out like trash. You better hope your shoes aren’t filled by then. Even then I may just let you work for me around the house.” Lamont sneered loud enough for her to hear. Mrs. Jones was on the phone giving out orders when she was approached. Just as soon as he grabbed her he was storming away in the other direction with his lawyer hot on his tail.

“So much for this being easy.” Danni sighed feeling the weight of the world on her shoulders.

Through some serious discussion with her lawyer, she was informed that it would be in her best interest to file for bankruptcy and turn her house over to the bank. That thought alone scared the mess out of her. Her parents had always taught her the value of taking care of her bills before other luxuries. Credit was needed to do just about anything in the world. Now hers was so shot she couldn’t even rent an apartment without having a co-signer. Instead of investigating things further, Mrs. Jones advised her to stay clear of everything and give it over to the authorities. Agreeing to do just that only because she didn’t think she had it in her to keep her hands to herself and handling things appropriately.

All in all, it had been a long day filled with disappointments. So much so that she had almost forgotten about her anonymous donor. If she asked her parents and they turned out to not be the ones who did it, they would want to know her financial status. Though she was still kind of in the same predicament with Mark as she would have been with her parents if she took their help, it just felt different. How? She couldn’t explain it herself. Although she didn’t want to admit, she felt at ease or maybe even at home living with Mark. She didn’t know if that was a bad or good thing though. It was starting to get a little fickle even if she was honest with herself.

Pulling into the driveway, it looked as if no one was home. Sadly she was actually looking forward to seeing Mark or Niecee. Then she remembered that Niecee had a sleepover with one of her friends and wouldn’t be home until later the next day. It was Friday and if Danni had any friends or even a man she could enjoy a night out. The thought of calling Beejay came to mind to see what he was up to, especially since they hadn’t had time to catch up lately. He complained of being swamped and was kind of fed up with the hospital the last time they talked. Deciding that after her long shower she would shoot him a text to see if he wanted to grab some drinks or maybe hit a club. She hadn’t been to ‘In the Mix’ since she was fired.

Walking into the dimly lit house she heard the faint sounds of slow music being played. The smell of jasmine and vanilla wafted around her filling her with a serene peace. She always favored those scents together. Slowly peaking in each room she saw there was a place setting for two in the dining room. Candles were lit, wine was chilling, and the mood was set. Immediately she started to feel jealous of the mysterious person this was set up for. Obviously Mark had a date of some sort. As quick as those ugly feelings rose up she pushed them down because she had no right to become jealous. They were just booty buddies, he could woo whomever he wanted.

“What do you think?” Mark had asked. Danni had whirled around so fast she lost her balance. Luckily Mark had good reflexes. “Whoa there.”

“Sorry. You scared me.”

“I guess you could say I like the ending results of startling you.”

“Is that so?”

“You always end up in my arms one way or another. Do you like horror movies?”

“Not really. I’m too scary.”

“Good maybe we could watch one.”

“Ugh, just messy.”

“What? I know you will be snuggled all up under me that way.” Mark chuckled. “You didn’t answer my question.”

“What was that?”

“What do you think of all of this?” He asked spinning her around to look at the room.

“It’s beautiful. I was just about to make myself scarce.”

“Why would you do that?”

“You have a date right?”

“Yes.” Danni felt her insides clench at his low yes. “You.” She felt his body heat against her back while he let their intertwined hands hang at her side.

“Me?”

“Uhh, yeah. Go wash your hands and meet me back here. I was fixing our plates when you walked in.”

“…” Danni was speechless but she wasn’t dumb enough to not do as he asked.

“Wine?”

“Yes.” Danni answered. “This looks delicious.” On her plate was some stuffed salmon, grilled asparagus, and wild rice. In the center of the table there was a platter of sliced bruschetta bread covered with tomatoes, blue cheese, parsley, and shredded parmesan cheese.

“Thank you.”

“Where did you buy this from?”

“Ha, funny. My mama made sure I could throw down, I have you know.”

“Wow that she did. This is so good.”

“I’m glad you approve.” Mark decided to quit watching Danni eat and dig into his own plate. “So how was your day?”

“Trust me you don’t want to know. I don’t want to spoil this wonderful atmosphere.”

“Nothing could spoil it. Now spill it.”

“If you say so.” Danni went on to tell him the events of her hectic day. He listened intently never passing judgment as he has so many times when she needed to clear her mind. The more she talked the more she felt guilty that he never has a chance to discuss anything about him. Maybe that’s why she doesn’t know much about him. He would make the opportune spouse. “See that’s why I didn’t want to talk about my day. I just occupied the entire dinner.” Danni shook her head finishing her wine.

“It’s cool baby, quit tripping. I asked because I wanted to hear it not because it sounded like a nice thing to say.” Mark said with a genuine smile. He excused himself to run upstairs while Danni chilled listening to music. “Come on, I got something else for you.”

“What?”

“Get up woman and come on.” He dragged her from the chair and up the stairs. She would be honest in admitting she always wanted to come upstairs to look around but didn’t want to seem too forward. This was his house so if she wasn’t invited she wouldn’t dare invite herself.

Stepping over the threshold into his room she was floored, his room was another page straight out of home and garden. His huge king sized bed sat up on a platform against the far wall. There was a sitting room, with two chaises separated by a glass antique table, and a wall to wall entertainment center built in. His room resembled something that royalty would have in their bedrooms. The lights were dimmed in the room as well with the covers pulled down, rose petals all over the sheets, and the large television added the fireplace feel to the room. On the screen was a fire flickering giving the room such a romantic feel. He let her peruse the bedroom for a minute or two longer before gently pulling her into the adjourning bathroom.

Candles surrounded the bathroom, bubbles sat in the huge Jacuzzi tub, and the scent of sweet jasmine mixed with honey was all over the place. Neither Danni nor Mark uttered a word as he let her astounded appraisal say it all. Removing her clothes one article at a time until she was naked as the day she was born, he pulled her hair up into a ponytail at the top of her head. Successfully folding it over into a bun so it wouldn’t get too wet. The moisture in the air would still be enough to make her natural main curl up but she didn’t care.

How careful he was in attending to her was all too much for her. Never in her adult life had anyone ever done anything like this for her. Danni could feel the tightening in the back of her throat as she shook her head to clear the haze of emotions trying to dampen this set up. Just like that Mark had scooped Danni up into his arms bridal style stepping into the water. Taking his seat having Danni situate herself between his legs with her back against his chest.

“Is the water too hot?”

“No it’s perfect.”

“Good.” They sat in a comfortable silence for a bit. “You alright?”

“I’m more than alright.”

“That’s all I needed to hear.”

“You didn’t have to do this.”

“I know but I wanted to.” Mark said. “Just relax.” A good half an hour later, when the water had started to lose its warmth, Mark gently washed her body. He didn’t have to tell her twice to relax because she ended up being putty by the time he was done.

Giving her the signal to rise up so he could get out. She watched with hooded eyes as he dried off. Wrapping the towel around his waist he smirked at her quiet appraisal of his physical features. Holding a towel out for her to step into, she did so without hesitation. Draining the tub he escorted her back to the bedroom. After she was dried off, he assisted her onto his high bed. Telling her to turn over on her stomach. He placed the towel over her lower half before getting onto the bed with her. Looking over her shoulder she saw he had positioned himself over her body careful not to lean all of his body weight on her.

Warm oil was poured onto her back, followed by strong soft hands. The effect his hands were having on her body was like a dream. Straight out of a massage therapy manual, his skills were greatly appreciated. Having gone to massage studios before, this one by far was the best she had ever had. By the time ten good songs had gone by her entire body was oiled and rubbed down. She had sung every song that came on, that was the only reason she knew how time had passed. Aroused beyond measure, she stayed awake the entire time he kneaded all of her stressed out muscles.

“Hope I could make you feel a little better.”

“You did that and so much more. Thank you Mark.”

“No need to thank me.”

“I have to thank you some way.”

“What do you have in mind?” He had a wicked gleam in his eyes. If Danni could get any hornier she was sure she would.

Instead of answering she pushed him down on the bed climbing on top of him starting at his neck working her way down slowly. The groans coming from him let her know she was indeed affecting him the way he always did her. She knew where she was headed she just hoped she got it right. By the time she made it to the extremely hardened, long, thick member surrounded by soft hairs. She just massaged it looking up to see Mark watching her every move.

Still mesmerized by his size even though she’d felt him deep inside her on several occasions at all speeds. Before she lost her nerve she applied the appropriate pressure to make his eyes drift closed to take some of the attention away from her. If he watched her please him she wasn’t sure if she would be able to do it. Moistening her lips, she inserted the tip into her mouth causing him to hiss from surprise. Repeating the previous step taking more and more of his length in before Mark stopped her.

“Shit. Wait Danni.” He tried to catch his breath. “You don’t have to do this.”

“But I want to.” Danni said boldly. “Unless you don’t like it.” The shyness tried to resurface and override the new bold Danni.

“You’re kidding right?” At her serious face he knew she was dead ass. “Trust me it was fine but I can tell that’s not what you do.”

“Then teach me.”

“Huh?”

“You heard. I want to learn how to… you know.”

“You’re serious?”

“Very. Either you teach me or I learn on my own. Using you as a practice subject.”

“Shit you can use me as a practice subject whenever you want. I can’t really tell you what to do besides don’t use your teeth. An occasional brush of your teeth is fine but other than that just do what feels natural to you.”

Danni took into consideration what he said. Going back to the task at hand. The grunts, groans, and curses coming from him let her know she must have been doing something right. His mushroomed head hardened alerting her that he was close to cumming, so she recalled the informational tool she had read about pleasing your partner. In the tutorial it explained that men have a spot between the scrotum and anus called a perineum. Out of curiosity she applied said pressure and sure enough, he was still hard but the sensation to cum had passed.

“What the hell…” He pulled Danni upright with the quickness seeming almost dizzy. “Shit…”

“Did I hurt you?”

“Hell no. That was…oh my damn… what have you been reading?”

“…” Danni just giggled.

“Look baby if you are going to do that I need you to do me a favor.”

“What is that?”

“Give me something to keep my mouth and mind occupied because you got me sounding like a girl.” He chuckled shaking his head.

“You mean…”

“Hell yeah that’s what I mean.”

“Mark I am not sitting…”

“Yes the hell you are. Either in that direction or in the riding position but I’m gonna get my desert. Which do you choose?”

Choosing the sixty-nine position it was as he took her to another world so tough she was finding it hard to concentrate on her own task. They were like two lovers battling over who could make the other scream out first. Danni was officially a quick learner as she focused on sucking him into submission. He let go of her pearl to damn now growl a moan. Smacking her ass with his large hands as he erupted into her mouth. Climbing off of him satisfied with her new found skill set, she relaxed against the pillows at the head of the bed. Sipping from the wine glass to chase the surprisingly sweet tasting essence of Mark, she didn’t have to wait long to see what was next.

Mark’s predatory crawl towards her had her interest truly peeked. Wanting to know just what he had up his sleeve. Plucking the glass from her hand, he put it on the nightstand. Smothering her with his luscious kisses made her eyes flutter shut. So much was being transferred through their lip service. Their bodies were molded together like clay figures. Sculptured with sensual caresses to create the perfect explicit piece of art. Like magnets, Danni felt Mark’s rather large member glide into its spot deep within her. Nestling comfortably to the hilt. A grateful moan was passed between the two to be joined in such a fashion. Without breaking the heated embrace and lip-lock, Mark started a slow mating dance. Missionary never felt so good.