Broken Hart (The Hart Family) (28 page)

Shaking his head at me, Dante laughs.  “Well really, you and Brooke both are the best example of what it feels like when something works.  Aside from Spencer, you’re the only people we’ve ever embraced as being part of our unit, and Spence almost doesn’t count because we’ve had him with us since childhood, and he grew up like we did.”

I smile at him, touched by his words.  He makes me so happy, it's almost ridiculous.

Turning my attention back to Damien, I smile.  “Of course we’d love to have Tally come to a Sunday dinner.  We could probably do it this weekend.”

Shaking his head at m
e, Damien turns to Dante.  “You’re such a
moron.  Did you forget that this weekend is Mike’s bachelor party in Las Vegas?  Damn you.  You totally did.  If you remembered, Sabrina would know.”

Letting out a sigh, Dante says, “Shit.  I really did forget about it.  Rina, this weekend, Damien, Spencer and I are supposed to be gone from Thursday afternoon to Sunday night for Mike’s bachelor party.  I agreed to go months ago, before we were living together.  I’ll cancel now, of course.  I don’t want to make you uncomfortable.”

Lifting my eyebrows, I shake my head at him.  “Dante, we work with Mike every day, and you need to be there.  You said you would go, and you’re going. I’m a big girl.  Go have fun with the guys from work and celebrate the end to Mike’s bachelorhood.  Blow off some steam and have fun.”

Eyes wide, he stares at me as if in shock.  “Really, it wouldn’t bother you?”

I nod my head in the negative.  “Absolutely not, why would it?”

Looking at me uncomfortably, Dante shifts in his seat.  “Well.  You know.  It’s a bachelor party honey.  There will be strippers there.  No one likes their man looking at other naked women, especially not women who are bumping and grinding all over the damn place.”

I can’t help it, I let out a laugh.  “Dante, I know exactly what goes on at a bachelor party.  I’m fine with you going.  I want you to.  If I thought for one second that you’d cheat on me, I wouldn’t be with you.  But I will admit… the thought of strippers bumping and grinding in front of all of you is hot.  Not to mention the idea of how hot it would be to watch you get a lap dance.  Actually, thinking about it now, I’m sure we’re going to have a lot of fun when you get home and tell me all about it.  You’re going to be watching strippers for one weekend, but you live with me every day.  I’m not worried.”

Standing, Damien gives a cough.  “Oh, gross.  You guys really are too much to be around sometimes.  I can feel the sexual tension.  I’m so out of here.”  With a wave over his shoulder, he leaves the office. 

Coming around the desk, Dante pulls me in to his arms.  “You’re the best girlfriend of all time.  I love that you aren’t some jealous harpy.  I’d hate that.  What I love more is that it turns you on to think about women stripping in front of me.”

Wrapping my arms around him, I smile.  “Being in a relationship doesn’t mean that you never get aroused by anything else ever again.  It just means that you don’t act on it.  I think it’s healthy to maintain the ability to be aroused in other situations.  Relationships shouldn’t be a prison.  You’d have gotten hard before, and you should now.  As long as you know that the only person you’re going to be sliding your big hard cock in to, we’re fine. There really is a happy medium between the craziness of your parents with their compulsion to continue having sex with anyone they wanted, and couples who expect one another to be perfect at all times with the idea that no feelings of sexuality outside of the relationship are acceptable.  Both of those types of relationships would never work for me.  What’s perfect for me is that we stay ourselves, and make each other truly happy.”

Bending forward and locking his lips with mine, Dante gives me a kiss that I feel in every cell of my body.  
 

Pulling back, he smiles at me in wonder.  “I am really, truly happy with you, every single day.  I have no idea how I got so lucky, but I’m beyond thrilled to have you by my side.  You make me very, very happy.”

Smiling up at him, I nod in agreement.  “You make me very happy too.  Now take me home and show me just how happy you are right now.”

CHAPTER TWENTY ONE

Coming home after an afternoon movie followed by dinner with Brooke, Dominique and Delilah on Saturday night, I let out a relieved sigh that I only need to get through tonight without Dante in the house.

I feel totally safe, but I miss him like crazy.  We’ve spent no time apart for months, and it’s actually a very strange feeling to be without him.

I didn’t sleep as well without him here for the last two nights, and I found myself waking up and reaching for him repeatedly.

I’m fine that he’s away, but it just illustrates how much a part of my life he has become.  I’m full to bursting with my love for him, and for some reason him being gone makes me feel it even more.

We’ve talked several times over the last few days, and I’m happy because I know he misses me too. I can’t wait for him to come home tomorrow night, and I know he can’t wait to be back with me either.  It’s adorable.

Heading upstairs, I open the door to our bedroom only to come to a complete halt when I see Dante standing inside.

My eyes take in the room in awe. There are hundreds of white rose petals on the bed and the room is bathed in candle light.

Mouth agape, I stare at Dante in shock.  “What… How... When did you get home?”

He looks almost nervous as he steps forward and cups my face to pull me in for a kiss.  Just like that, I am lost in him. The scent, the taste, the feel… everything he is calls out to me on the most elemental level.

Pulling back, he smiles down at me, leaning his forehead against mine.  “I find I don’t like sleeping without you.  You’re my life Sabrina.  I couldn’t stand to be away another day.  I barely survived Thursday and Friday nights without you.”

His words set off a fire in my blood, and I moan as I rub against him.  Grabbing his shirt, I rip it apart, buttons flying everywhere.  It’s like déjà vu, back to that first night.

Leaning forward, I latch on to his left nipple and start licking and sucking it as I push the shirt the rest of the way of his shoulders.

“Wait.  Sabrina, I
need
to ask you…”

Shaking my head, I bite down on his nipple as I unhook his belt and whip it off of him.  “Whatever it is has to wait.  I’ve been dying without you.  Isn't that silly? It was two days, but I've been desperate for you.  You’re here now, and I need you.  Please baby.  Take me."

Nodding, he helps me pull his pants, shoes and socks off before he pulls my dress over my head, giving a sexy as hell growl when he takes in my braless state. The fire in his eyes as he sees my sexy red thong almost sets me off, and I can’t help but to pull him in for a kiss.

Taking control, I push him back on to the bed and then straddle his lap as we continue to kiss.

Pulling back from the kiss, I smile when I see his flushed face.  This is what we do to each other, and it’s magical.

I begin making my way down his body, starting with is neck.  I revel in the sound of his moans as I lick and bite his neck.  I know how much he loves this, and so do I.

Unfortunately, I’m too hot to go slow, so after sucking on each of his nipples and giving them each a quick bite, I immediately descend on his cock.

Moaning, I enjoy the special flavor that is uniquely his on my tongue, licking him from base to tip before swirling the tip under my tongue faster and faster as I massage his balls.

Lowering my head, I set to work taking as much of him in my mouth as I can, his hands on my head guiding me up and down as I moan and hum around him.

Relaxing my throat, I take a little more of him with each downward thrust, then start working on swallowing as much of him as I can.  This drives him insane every time, and it doesn’t fail to do so now. 

As soon as I swallow the tip of him in to my throat, he gives a loud yell as his cock explodes in to the back of my throat.  Holding on to my head, he fucks my face hard as his dick squirts his release in hot, heavy pulses.

As he stops, I hum loudly and suck hard as I pull my mouth off his dick with a loud popping sound.  I watch in awe as he arches his back and another jet of cum flies out of him.  Bending forward, I gently lick it off the tip of his cock, then move up to lick what splattered on to his stomach.

Laying my head on his chest, I listen to the sound of his heart thundering in his chest and his breath as it continues to come in harsh pants.

Pulling me up to his face, he kisses me thoroughly before pulling back and asking me, “What will you tell everybody when I cum so hard I die?”

Chuckling, I nip his jaw.  “I won’t have to tell them anything.  You’re strong enough to withstand it.”

Laughing, he rolls so that I’m under him.  Smiling at me he asks, “Yes.  But are you?”

I’m so hot, it isn’t going to take much to get me there, and I moan in relief when he zeroes in on my nipples and starts licking and sucking my breasts. 

I hear the bedside drawer open, and I know he's opened our sex drawer.  It’s filled with all sex toys and lube, and I clench my thighs in anticipation.

Making his way further down my body, he spreads my legs.  "Pull your knees back against your chest and hold on the way I like you to.”

Putting my hands behind each one of my knees, I pull back and arch, enjoying the feeling of the openness as I feel his gaze on my completely drenched sex.

“Mmm baby.  You have no idea how much I missed your taste, your scent.  I see now that it missed me too.  You should see how wet you are.  I’m going to enjoy licking and sucking it all out of you while you ride my tongue.”

I gasp as his tongue descends to my sopping wet pussy, licking all around my drenched lips.  Pulling my legs harder in to my chest, I rock against his tongue, completely engulfed by the sensation of his tongue and his breath on me.

Spreading my lips with his fingers, he goes down on me like a wild man.  The licking, sucking, tongue flicking and tongue wiggling makes me wild and with a shout, I cum all over his face.

I’m barely back on earth when I feel something being pushed in to my pussy.  Leaning forward, I watch as he works one of our vibrators inside.

Laying his hand across the back of my knees, he pushes me back so that only my shoulders and head remain on the bed as he slides the vibrator in and out of me.

Bending forward, he licks across my clit again, and I explode in another orgasm.  The deepness of the penetration and the angle he’s working are too much, and I scream as he continues fucking me harder and harder with the vibrator.

Pushing my legs down and pulling the vibrator out, he massages my thighs for a moment before turning me over on the bed.