United and Dangerous - Cherie Benjamin (best motivational books for students txt) 📗

Ara turned in his arms and looked into his eyes. Her big brown eyes were filled with tears, not in disappointment, but the overwhelming feeling of joy. "Kane, it is perfect. I don't want to change one thing. But, I must ask, when did you do this?"

"About a month ago, this house came up for sale, and I know how much you loved the estate, so I quickly made an offer for it. The couple who owned it was happy to get a full cash offer, so everything went quickly after that. I called Katrina after buying it, who worked her magic. She assured me that you would be pleased, but, darling, I want it to be everything you could ever want. This is where we will be raising our family and growing old together."

"Are you referring to all those children you said you wanted?" Ara giggled.

"Yes, I want a large family with you. The love we have is going to be more than enough for all of them. I want birthday parties, ball games, piano recitals, ballet classes...Shit, baby, I want it all, and I only want it with you."

"Oh, Kane, take me upstairs and make love to me." Ara sighed.

Kane scooped her up and rushed up the stairs. Once he reached the double doors, he opened them and walked them into their new master bedroom. It had the same cream-colored walls but had white carpet and a set of double French doors with glass lights on either side, which lead to a patio overlooking the backyard. The bed was a California king with white and gold bedding, but with red accent pillows. There was a set of plush chairs in front of the windows, a perfect place to sit and read.

Kane placed Ara down and looked deeply into the dark brown eyes that made his heart skip a beat each time he gazed into them. Taking her hand, he gently caressed her cheek, enjoying her soft smooth skin. "I love you so much."

"As I love you."

Kane walked around to Ara’s back and after placing a kiss onto her shoulder, he slowly began to unzip the black and gold gown that she had worn when she took her oath to become Donna of the family. Once it was unzipped, he slipped it off her shoulders to the floor. She stood before him in a white strapless bra, white lace panties, with matching garter belt, and stockings. She was a vision as if she were an angel sent from heaven just for him. But, the thoughts running through his mind were anything but angelic. "You are so beautiful," Kane said in a husky voice. "I can't wait to be inside of you."

Ara’s skin pebbled in goosebumps after hearing the timbre of his voice. She knew that her arousal was leaking down the tops of her thighs. "I need a moment." She said.

"I will be waiting, my love."

Ara walked toward the door that she assumed led to a bathroom. The bathroom before her looked as if it belonged in a palace. The white marble continued inside, with gold fixtures adorning the sink, but what caught her eye was the steps leading up to a large sunken tub, big enough for at least four. She imagined her and Kane spending many hours in it. On the wall behind the tub was a large fireplace, which would be dreamy on a cold, rainy Seattle night, and above the fireplace was one of the photographs that Brook had taken. This one was one of her in a black dress that had a deep plunging neckline. She had her hair down and lying over her shoulders, looking straight into the camera. On either side of the fireplace were large windows in the shape of a V with gold curtains framing the top and sides.

Looking on the counter, she was happy to find a new toothbrush and toothpaste, along with all of her face care products. Katrina had thought of everything. As she closed the door, she noticed a black garment bag with her name on it hanging on the hook. Unzipping it, she was excited to find the lingerie set that she had gotten for this night. It was a white lace strapless bodysuit and a long sheer bedroom jacket with a gold leaf belt.

She removed her bracelet and Donna ring as she began changing her outfit. Tonight, she was not Donna Arabella, but, Ara, wife to Kane Leone, so she was only going to wear her wedding rings. After tonight, her Donna ring would never be removed again. After brushing her teeth she sprayed on her favorite perfume, Miu Miu, which Kane had shipped from London for her. As she was taking one last look in the mirror, she suddenly realized she was a married woman. She was the wife of Kane Leone. How the hell did she get so lucky? Who would have guessed that something as simple as getting a server job would have changed her life? The man in the next room had given her everything that she could imagine; he was her husband, her partner in the family business, and her Master. She couldn't wait to share her life with this wonderful man. Taking in a deep breath, she walked out of the bathroom and into their bedroom. When she saw Kane standing next to one of the chairs dressed in nothing but a pair of boxers, she noticed his naked chest glistened in the warm glow of candles that he must have lit.

Her beauty stunned Kane, and, when his head cleared enough to make him capable of thought, he walked toward her, wanting nothing more than to lock themselves in this room and never appear again. "You are so beautiful." Taking her hand in his, he led her to the bed, and, once there, he untied the belt to the robe, and pushed it off her delicate shoulders. He was shocked to see that, under the robe, she was wearing a white lace bodysuit. It hugged her every curve and he couldn't wait to remove it so he could touch, kiss, and worship every inch of her.

As he examined the suit, he couldn't figure out how to remove it. "How the fuck does this thing come off."

Ara giggled, oh how she loved his dirty mouth. Holding her arms up over her head, she said. "There are zippers are on either side."

Kane looked closer, and, sure enough, there was a white zipper almost completely hidden on each side. After taking great care not to grab her skin as he unzipped, he snatched the garment and removed it. He gazed at her as she stood before him naked, her skin glistening in the candlelight. Bending over, he placed a kiss on her shoulder, then to her neck. When he got her pressure point, he could feel every beat of her heart as the blood rushed through her veins. Flattening his tongue, he licked down the vein, relishing the delectable taste that was hers alone. "Lay back on the bed, my love."

Ara laid back on the bed and watched as Kane removed his boxers allowing his huge thick cock to bounce from its confines. Licking her lips and quivering with anticipation, she moaned softly.

Kane lifted her leg and began to kiss and nibble his way up until he reached the soft pink mound of her pussy. Her lips and clit were shimmering in her juices, engorged and ready to suck. His sucking and nibbling on her clit caused her to thrash around and moan deeply. Looking up, he saw her hooded eyes were almost black, so full of lust and desire. "You taste so fucking good, my love."

"Kane, please, I need to cum so bad." She begged.

"Well, what kind of husband would I be if I didn't take care of my wife’s needs?" Leaning back in he began to suck again, adding two of his long fingers and plunged them deep inside, curling them around and finding the soft spot just behind her clit. Flicking his fingers over the patch, he could feel her body began to shake and knew that she was close. He bit down on her clit, bringing her to climax. She grabbed hold of his hair as she screamed out his name.

Ara’s heart was racing as she tried to calm down after that intense orgasm. "Kane, I need you inside of me, please make love to me."

"Yes, my love, for the rest of our lives," He said as he crawled up her body, kissing a path upwards as he went along and wrapping her legs around his waist, then, after what seemed like an eternity to Ara, he finally positioned his cock at her entrance and slowly, gently, entering his forever. This was heaven on earth, nothing ever felt like this. Slowly, he pumped in and out, savoring the feeling of her pussy as it fluttered around him.

"Kane… faster, harder." Ara screamed.

Kane picked up her legs, placed them over his shoulders, and began to thrust deeply into her, causing them both to moan loudly. Soon, he could feel his impending orgasm building, but he wanted, no, needed her to cum again. Reaching down, he found her clit and pinched it hard as he drove deep into her, causing her to cum. Her pussy clamped tightly around his cock as he came, too, slipping his seed deep in her.

"I love you so much, my wife."

"As I love you, my husband."

Easing himself out, he instantly missed the feel of her warmth. He laid on the bed, pulling Ara close, so close that she was lying half on top of him. Life couldn't get any better than this.

The rest of the night was spent with either slow sensual lovemaking or hardcore fucking; it didn't matter, because each time just solidified their relationship even more.

The next morning the couple got up, both in serious need of coffee, lots and lots of coffee. They had only gotten a few hours of sleep as they consummated their marriage, but the total feeling of exhaustion was so worth it. After a quick shower and another round of sex, they finally walked into their closet and began to dress for the day. Ara was so excited that Kane had gotten all of her clothes placed in the new closet, but, as she looked, she noticed several new pieces that were not there before.

"Kane, what is this?" Ara asked as she held out a black fitted dress with a beaded necklace.

"A dress." He quipped.

"I knew that smartass, but I don't remember purchasing it."

Kane smiled his signature smile, one side a little higher than the other and with a mischievous look in his deep green eyes. "Well, I may have had Katrina pick up a few things."

Ara looked down the row of clothes; she didn't know what he considered a few, but, in her book, there was more than ‘a few’. "If you say so." She mused.

Ara knew it was time that she dress in a manner that reflected her status as the Donna of the family when doing family business, so she selected a black pencil skirt, crisp white blouse, and a black blazer. In this outfit, she could also carry her gun on her at all times, because one never knew when you would have to protect yourself or someone in the family. She had also picked up a black clutch purse that had been fitted with a side pouch, where her knives were stored. As much as she enjoyed firing off her gun, her real pleasure was throwing knives. Uriel had been surprised how well she could handle and throw her knives. He had seen many a man who could only wish to be as accurate as she was. He had even had her throw while under distractions; even then, she threw with better accuracy than anyone he had seen. It was like she was made for this life. So, he had several