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

needed the style to be a “take me bed NOW” look,  and the hair dresser didn’t let her down.  It looked fucking amazing.  Applying her makeup with sultry eyes and lips, she was ready to go.   She had told Sean that she was cooking dinner, but, in fact, she had ordered in from the local Chinese restaurant and it was scheduled to arrive ten minutes before Sean.  He had called when he landed and was in route, but traffic was horrible. 

The dinner had arrived and as the minutes ticked by to the arrival of Sean, Elizabeth became very nervous.  What if she forgot how?  What if she wasn’t good enough?  Sean had been known for his sexual prowess and here she was not having had sex since her husband's death.  Yup, no sex in four years.  She had a drawer full of toys that took care of some of her needs when it got too great to handle, but there was nothing like a long, thick, warm cock.  Fuck, she was horny as hell.  A large box of condoms was sitting on the nightstand, waiting to be used.  They had not talked about birth control or testing and, with Sean’s history, she didn’t want to take a chance; even though she felt sure he was healthy, in this day and age you couldn’t take it for granted.  When Tony was alive, they always used condoms, due to the fact that she had an allergic reaction to the birth control pills she had been taking.  She had contacted her doctor when she knew that Sean and she were progressing in their relationship and he told her that were some new pills, but he recommended a diaphragm. Research showed that it had less side effects, but was still effective.  She had went in and got one to be on the safe side, not that she had not dreamt about little red headed babies.  

When the doorbell rang, it broke her out of her daydreaming.  Taking a deep breath, she walked to the door and opened it up to find her sexy boyfriend with a bouquet of yellow roses in one hand and a small red box in the other.  Every time he visited, he brought another charm for her bracelet, each embracing their Irish heritage. 

Sean almost dropped his flowers when he saw Elizabeth in that short, green dress that looked like if he untied the bow on the side it would fall open.  FUCK!  “Fhéachann tú leanbh álainn sin fucking.” (You look so fucking beautiful, baby)  Sean cried.

“Go raibh maith agat.”  (Thank you)  Elizabeth said as her cheeks bloomed in a bright red glow.  “Come in.”

Sean walked in her apartment, which was bathed in candlelight.  She had placed candles on the floor, in front of the couch was a group of pillows and on the table were place settings with Chinese food on them.  “Did you make Chinese?”

“No, I ordered in.  I thought it would be nice to stay in.”

“It is, oh, these are for you, lass.”  Sean said handing her the roses.  “And this is for your bracelet.”

“Oh, Sean, they are beautiful.”  Elizabeth said, bringing the roses up to her nose and taking in the lovely scent.  She laid them on the table, along with her box and wrapped her arms around Sean’s neck and began to kiss him with all the passion and love that she had inside of her. 

Sean wrapped his arms around her tiny waist and pulled her tightly to him.  God, how he loved this woman.  They continued kissing until there was no air left in their lungs.  “Fuck, baby, I missed you.”

“I missed you.  Come let’s eat and enjoy the evening.”  Elizabeth said, taking his hand and leading him to the sitting area she’d set up on the floor. 

Dinner was filled with conversation of their week and with every opportunity a touch, kiss, or caress.  Elizabeth finally had enough.  She turned to Sean and pulled the tie of her dress, causing it to fall open, exposing the emerald green and black lace bra and panty set.  “Sean O’Leary, I want you to make love to me.”

Sean shook his head in disbelief.  He had dreamed of this, but he never thought it would happen like this.  Coming out of his stupor, he grabbed her and pulled her onto his lap and began to kiss the living shit out of her.  “Fuck, baby, are you sure?”

“Yes.  Oh, yes!”  Elizabeth moaned as Sean kissed down her neck and to her silk covered breast. 

She tasted so fucking good and he knew that he needed to slow things down, because his dick was so hard that he could cum at any moment, but he needed to take care of her needs first.  “Baby, let’s go to the bedroom so I can love you better.”

Elizabeth nodded and Sean was on his feet, scooping her up and carrying her into her room.  She had lit candles and put on soft sensual music on before Sean arrived.  He lowered her to the floor and pushed the dress off of her shoulders, causing it to fall into a emerald green pool at her feet.  Kissing down her neck to her shoulder and slipping off the straps of the bra, he reached behind and unclasped it.  Her breasts fell out and were on full display, ready for him to pay homage.  “Oh, baby, you are so fucking beautiful.  I can’t believe you are mine.” 

“All yours, for as long as you want me.”

“Well, be prepared, lass, because you are it for me.” 

Sean dropped to his knees, reached up and grasped the side of her panties and slowly pulled them down her firm smooth legs.  Leaning in, he placed soft kisses on her smooth mound.   Fuck, she tasted good.  Standing up, he took a step back and drank in her beauty.  How the hell had he gotten so fucking lucky to find someone like her?

Elizabeth reached forward and began to unbutton his shirt.  With each button, she slid the backs of her fingers against his skin, sending shivers down his spine.  When she reached the bottom, she pulled the shirttail from his jeans, pushing it off his shoulders.  His arms, chest, and abs were toned and muscular and she was happy to see a dusting of red hair on his broad chest.  Scraping her nails down his chest, over his abs, she reached for the button of his jeans.  Fuck, she loved button fly jeans on a man.  Slowly, she unbuttoned each one and when the last button was undone, she reached in and stroked his thick cock.  If she wouldn’t have looked like a fool, she would be doing a happy dance, because her man was going commando. 

“Commando, baby?”  She smirked, licking her lips.

“Fuck, baby, you’ve had me so worked up lately, that I couldn’t stand to wear underwear anymore.  Lay down, my beautiful lass.”  Elizabeth laid down on the bed and looked up at Sean, who was removing his pants, causing his long, thick, glorious cock to bounce. 

“Sean, I wasn’t sure about things, so I purchased some condoms.”  Elizabeth said, hoping that she hadn’t overstepped her bounds.  “We haven’t had the conversation about being tested and past sexual histories.  I know that you have been with other women.”

“I have, but it has been over six months since I have been with someone and I just went for a checkup last week and the test came back clean, but until you see the results I don’t mind wearing a condom, even if we both know that it is a sin to do so.”

“Sean, you are a Don of a crime family, you have killed people; I think wearing a condom is the least of our worries with God.  But, thank you, and I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”  Elizabeth whispered.

“How long?”  Sean questioned, wondering if it had been someone he knew and whether or not he needed to kill the fucker.

“Well...” Elizabeth stuttered, the blush traveling down to her chest.

Sean took her face into his hands and looked deeply into her eyes.  “Don’t be embarrassed, lass.  How long, my love?”

Elizabeth’s heart began to quiver.  “The last night my husband was alive.”

“Oh, my sweet lass, never be ashamed of that.  I am so fucking grateful that you are giving me this gift. And I promise to cherish it and you until my last breath.  I love you, Elizabeth, with all that I am.”  Sean proclaimed, then placed a long passionate kiss upon her lips.

As the kiss ended, Elizabeth smiled with tears in her eyes.  “Sean, I loved my husband, but what I feel for you is so much greater.  I love you.”

The rest of the night was filled with shared breaths, urgent moans, and their sated bodies entwined together.  At the end, the box of condoms lay empty on the floor.

 

 

Over the next few weeks, the Coven continued planning their hit of Roberto.  Elizabeth had contacted Simon to use his IT expertise to get his photoshoot schedule from his agency’s database.  It would save time on assigning surveillance teams more accurately.  They had a team watching his apartment in New York and his mansion in Colombia, but something wasn’t adding up.  There were days that he would disappear and even though the team had his electronic devices tagged, the signals were dropping off the grid.  Team leaders were frustrated and when they provided their weekly update to the Coven Commission, they were not happy.  What were they missing?

Everyone was packing for their trip to Vegas.  The details had been finalized and Kane and Ara couldn’t wait to show off the talents of the Coven team.  The income possibilities were endless.  Kane still had a gut feeling that something bad was coming their way, but the security team that he had questioned said that there had been no suspicious activities.  He was still worried. 

If he had learned anything in life, it was to trust his gut feelings.  He pulled Seth in the office and told him that he wanted him to be extra vigilant when they were in Vegas.

Ara packed her luggage for the trip, making sure she had all of the dresses and suits that she would be needing for each event.  By the time she was finished, she was exhausted and decided to lay down and take a nap, which was rare for her to do.

Chapter 23

 

Vegas was like nothing Ara had ever expected, or seen in her entire life.  They had arrived in the dark of night, so as not to draw attention to their arrival.  As the limos entered the city limits en route to their hotel, the lights of the Vegas strip were so bright that it looked as if it was daytime.  There were people everywhere, and excitement could be felt in the air. It was the city where one could win their life’s dream, or lose it with the roll of the dice. 

Their limo pulled up to Bally’s Las Vegas Hotel.  Kane had called in a favor with the owner of the hotel to ensure that their party and guests were the only ones booked at the hotel for the next three days.  Matthew Allen had been a college buddy of Kane