The Love Of Money - S01 E262

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The Love Of Money - S01 E262

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 262

We stayed like that for several minutes, making out with each other with champagne heavy on our tongues as they sought dominance with each other. Her hands made their way to my lap, and I felt her fingers deftly work my belt free. We parted, and she gulped in lungfuls of oxygen as she stared up at me, her heated gaze peering through her thick, dark eyelashes like a hungry wolf in the woods.

"Lay back," she whispered. "Just enjoy."

Letting my head fall back against my couch, I closed my eyes and submitted to her pleasure. In moments, I felt the apartment's cool air caress my cock moments before it was chased by the sensation of her warm breath, wet tongue, and then the hot confines of her mouth as she enveloped her lips around my member. I placed my hand on the back of her head and enjoyed the feel of her coarse hair sliding between my fingers as I ran them through her raven tresses. I wouldn't last long in Danielle's mouth, but knew it wouldn't take long to get hard for her again.

I smiled, remembering that despite today's upsets, I'd won, and I was overjoyed to have Danni here to remind me of that.

Monday, 8:32 pm

"What are you thinking about?" Danni murmured as she pressed her lips into my hair for a kiss.

Her glossy fingernails were just long enough to graze my scalp as she ran them through my hair. The other hand lazily traced patterns across my chest while I laid back against hers, my head cradled in the crook of her neck.

"Us," I said.

She grew quiet, and the silence stretched on for several minutes.

"Oh," she finally said.

Out of all the women in my life, Danielle might be the best of them. She was sweet, polite, empathetic, kind, attentive, and loving- everything a guy could want in a girlfriend or wife. On top of all that, she'd admitted that she knew better than to demand monogamy out of me if we were to start anything serious. That was a hell of a deal to pass up.

"I was thinking about Carla and Astrid, too," I admitted. If there was any future for us, I wanted to be honest. After making love to Danni for the third time-honestly, that was the only thing I could call it-1 walked her through the details of what happened at the meeting. leaving nothing out. I even told her about my talk with Hiro, Astrid, and Carla after the meeting. She also got the full run-down on how things went with Jessica, hearing that she'd tried to get back together with me only after I'd inherited my grandfather's wealth. Danni had earned my honesty, and I would give it to her to the best of my ability.

"That's what a girl wants to hear right after being fucked," Danni said, but there was no real heat in her words.

"Not like that," said. "I was thinking about how Carla and Astrid asked me for a date. There's nothing there. I know Carla is only interested in my money, and I don't know enough about Astrid, but I doubt she'd give some random guy off the street the time of day, so she's probably only interested for similar reasons."

"You don't know that for sure," Danni said.

"No, but it's a pretty safe bet," said. "And I'm sure I would have never heard from Jessica again if it hadn't been for the money. It got me wondering... would there have been a chance for us if we'd met randomly in a bar or a grocery store?"

She didn't immediately respond, and I quickly followed it up with, "I'm not accusing you of-"

"No," Danni said, "I know. You're wondering if what I'm feeling is real or if I'm just caught up in all the extra stuff."

"Kind of," I admitted.

"I can't answer that," Danni said, pulling her legs up so her knees were on either side of my chest. I wrapped my arms around her naked thighs and started to slowly stroke them, marveling at the sensation as my fingertips grazed over her silky skin. "We can't know what the 'path not taken' holds, and guessing seems kind of pointless, but I understand why you're asking the question and the hesitation at making a commitment. In fact, I'm grateful that you're taking your time in giving me an answer."

"Why?"

"Because know you're considerate and that you're going to give it serious thought," she said. "You're not just going to tell me what I want to hear or reject me out of hand without giving me a chance."

I closed my eyes and nestled my head deeper into the nape of her neck. "You're really too good for me, you know that?"