The Love Of Money - Episode 215
01-08-25 (08:06)
"Fine," I said, and let her take the phone from me. "Can
you order me a new phone?"
"It'll be here tomorrow, boss," Erin said.
"Good," I said, as we headed back to the bar. "Do me a
favor and text Vikram. Tell him he's welcome to use
one of the rooms."
Twenty minutes later, I was on a couch with Shea and
Chloe, filling them in on my conversation with Julia and
Helen. Chloe reassured me that Psalter- would do
everything he could to rectify the situation and
disagreed with Helen about Roger's threat. She believed
I made the right call, which did a lot to calm me down.
As we talked, I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up
and saw Danni leaning forward with her elbows resting
on the back of the couch. The plunging neckline was
eye level with me, and it was the first thing I saw; her
modest breasts hung along with the loose fabric, giving
them a little more volume than they usually had.
My eyes traced up her chest, along the gentle curve of
her ivory neck, and up to Danielle's radiant, angelic
face. She smiled as she stared down at me from her
perch, obviously happy with my reaction when I turned
around. This woman wanted to be objectified by the
right person, and I just happened to be that person.
"Hey!" I said, unable to keep from breaking out into a
smile of my own.
"Hey!" she said back. "I have to go soon, and I was
hoping you could walk me to my car."
The last thing Danni had to worry about was getting
safely to her car, security in the garages was top-notch.
She wanted to talk. Considering our conversation a
couple days ago, then the weirdness with Natalie, I'd
normally be wary, but, like Erin, Danni had the uncanny
ability to make me forget my troubles for a little bit,
and I could use a bit of friendly company right about
now. I hoped that's what this was.
"Ladies, if you'll excuse me," said as I stood up. "Got to
make sure Danielle gets safely to her car."
"If anyone can protect her..." Shea said, raising her glass
to me in a toast.
As we walked off, she linked her arm through mine
and gave me a shy, closed-lip smile as a blush began
creeping across her cheeks. "I'm sorry for how I acted
earlier... with Natalie."
"It's okay," I said, giving her a reassuring smile. "I get
it."
"I'm not a jealous person," she insisted as we
approached the small rooftop enclosure lobby where'
the elevators were.
"I know," I said as we entered the enclosure. I pressed
the button and said, "After some of the insane stuff
we've done, no one can accuse you of being jealous."
"But that's the problem, Marcus," she said. "When I saw
the way you looked at Natalie, I did get jealous."
"Oh," I said, surprised by the admission. "How was I
looking at her?"
"Like you were a man dying of thirst, and she was a
glass of ice- cold water," Danni admitted, looking up at
me with those bright emeralds of hers.
"I wasn't," I protested.
"You were," Danni insisted. The doors opened, she
walked in ahead of me, and I followed on her heels.
"And that's okay, I don't blame you. She's gorgeous. If I
met her in a different situation, I'd want to fall in bed
with her." The doors closed after she pressed the button
to the appropriate floor where' she'd parked.
That admission conjured an entire array of delightful
images, but I had to quash them down to focus. I
needed to focus on the amazing girl I was actually
with. "To be fair, she cooled off pretty quickly when you
approached. She probably saw the way I was looking
at you."
The blush on her cheeks intensified a little more as she
broke out in a broad smile that almost broke my heart.
It was so beautiful. "I saw the way you were looking
at me," she said quietly. "I was just... a little worried. I
still want to date you, Marcus, and I'm scared someone
like her is going to get you before I've had a chance."
You don't have to worry about Natalie, Danni," I said,
my voice lowering to match her register. I suddenly
realized that I was leaning against the wall, and the
distance between us steadily vanished as she
approached. "She's dating someone else, and I'm
making peace with that." I chose my next words
carefully. "You have to understand... I've carried a torch
for Natalie for most of the past year. Even more, we
almost dated a couple weeks ago. It's not like I can
just forget about all that."
"Bet I can make you forget," she husked as she stepped
into my personal space. The spicy aroma of her
perfume worked in tandern with her sensual aura to
create a tempting concoction that I could barely resist.
God, why did she have to smell so good?
I needed this. After everything that happened, I needed
a few uncomplicated minutes with someone I
genuinely enjoyed. I reached out and pressed the
button to bring the elevator to a grinding halt. At that
same exact moment, Danielle jumped on me, throwing
her arms around my neck and clamping her thighs on
my hips as I took all one hundred and ten pounds of
her. I heard her snart just as her lips crashed into mine,
and she invaded my mouth with her tongue.
I reached under her with both hands, slid my hands
under her skirt, and dug my fingers into her ass cheeks
as I held her in my arms. My tongue met hers, vying for
dominance as we desperately went at each other. Her
fingernails raked across the back of my scalp as she
grabbed handfuls of my hair, forcing me to keep my
face pressed to hers as we molested each other's lips. I
didn't need the encouragement, but I adored her
passion.
Panting into each other's mouths, I spun and
sandwiched Danni between myself and the wall. Far
from gentle, her back hit the side of the elevator hard,
and I heard her groan into my mouth. "Fuck! I'm sorry!"
I panted as tore my lips from hers.
"Don't," she gasped. She tore at my shirt, and I heard a
couple of buttons bounce off the floor of the elevator as
she kissed me fiercely again. "I'm not made of glass,
Marcus," she breathed as she ended the kiss. That was
all the permission I needed.
With her legs wrapped around my waist and pinned
against the wall, I released my hold on her and
grabbed both straps of her dress. They easily slid over
those pale, freckled shoulders before I ripped them
down her sides, exposing her delicate breasts. Her
nipples stood out in the cool air of the conditioned
elevator. I reached up with one hand and closed my
hand around one of her tits, squeezing it briefly before
continuing to slide my hand up her chest and to her
face. I pushed it to the side with one hand as I grabbed
her hair in the other and yanked firmly on it, exposing
her flawless, alabaster neck. Don't forget to leave a Comment 
