Soon after, a man came up to fill up our water glasses and take our drink order. I order a couple of small plates for us to share, knowing Delilah’s the type of woman who prefers to have a bite of everything. I’m a foodie as well, which is another reason we’re so good together. In fact, I think we compliment the other’s personality exceptionally well.
Delilah’s wearing a deep eggplant purple satin dress. It kind of resembles a business suit, except it’s one piece, and there’s a lovely cutout in the front. From the top of her sternum down to just a couple inches above her navel, I’m getting an ample view of her breasts. Her nails are painted white, and the sleeves on her dress are a bit poofy, but close in around her wrists.
Shite, I could see her in a business meeting like this, and I can guarantee I wouldn’t be able to focus on whatever was being discussed.
“Are you even listening to me?” Delilah asks out of nowhere, forcing me to snap back into reality.
I could lie to her, but I won’t. Lying won’t do me any good anyway, so I smirk and tell her the truth. “I didn’t hear a word. I was too busy ogling your body.”
Delilah giggles and shakes her head, but it lasts for a short amount of time. Her expression grows serious, and I’m curious as to what she’s thinking about. I haven’t told her about what happened today, but I’ll gladly fill her in on the day’s events. “Eoghan called me into the office earlier.”
She immediately swallows, like she knows what’s happened. I haven’t breathed a word of it, so who has?
Delilah doesn’t say a thing to me, so I speak up. “Who told you? Because you don’t seem shocked in the slightest.”
She licks her lips and clears her throat. “Eamon. He wanted to make sure you were okay, so I guess that’s why he told me.”
Out of all my siblings, I’m shocked Eamon’s the rat. If anyone was going to tell someone a secret, I’d bet it would be Keeva. She’s a chatty one, but it’s very surprising one of my brothers happened to do it.
“It’s okay. I’m not angry with him. I thought we’d discuss it over dinner, but I suppose Eamon told you the brunt of it?”
Delilah nods, and the waiter comes back with our drinks, then disappears again. She grabs her wine glass and takes a sip of the crimson red liquid. “He told me enough.” She looks down at the table before her eyes lock with mine. “How do you feel about it all? This is a massive change for you.” She’s worried. Based on her actions and the tone of her voice, it’s obvious to me, but why? I’m not a frail man who will crack without working in the Defence Forces. I can adapt to whatever happens, and I’ll show everyone I can do so.
“In a way, I wish it was my choice to leave, but I understand why they did it. I’m a liability, and liabilities need to be cast aside. It’s no matter, I’ll be fine. My family has businesses that I can help run. In fact, I was speaking to Liam earlier today, and he wants to offer me a job.”
“What? That’s so exciting!” Delilah’s eyes flash with pride, and I nod.
“Yes, it’s as an operations manager for his shipping companies.”
“Sounds like quite a bit of responsibility. Will you be all right to handle the pressure? Corporate life isn’t for everyone.” Delilah goes from being worried to poking fun in jest. Good. I don’t want her to be worried about me. I’ll manage this the way I’ve managed everything else in my life, one step at a time.
“Delilah, do you honestly believe I’m a man who can’t handle himself?” I ask, leaning back in the chair. I cock a brow, and she struggles to hide her amused smirk.
“If anyone can, Keenan, it’s you,” Delilah murmurs, taking another sip of her wine.
Our waiter comes back and brings the small plates we ordered a bit ago, sets them down on the table, and clears his throat. “Is there anything else you two need?”
“No, we’re fine, thank you,” Delilah answers, and I watch as he nods and heads toward the door. The door shuts slowly, and the member of my security team stands outside the room. I glance back over at Delilah and see her eyes are focused on me. Licking my lips, I stand, and she rises as well.
She doesn’t realize what I want, but she soon will. I back her up against the wall and rake my eyes over her perfect body. Her chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, nervous in anticipation. Leaning my head down, I brush my lips against hers, but I’m only delicate for a moment.
My cock grows hard underneath the confines of my pants, and I push my tongue past her teeth, claiming her mouth the way I always do. She’s the type of woman who likes it rough but also appreciates sensuality. All in all, Delilah is the best of both worlds. Now, we haven’t had adventurous sex like this before, so I’m testing the waters a bit.
Delilah mews into our kiss, and I take my lips away from hers, turn her around so she’s facing the wall, and hike this sexy dress of hers up. She has on a black lace thong underneath, so I pull it down until it’s just below her ass, and free my raging hard cock from my pants. Pre-cum glistens over my head from how excited I am.
I line myself up at her entrance, and the veins around my head are strained. It feels as though they might burst, because she makes me this hard. I push my head inside her tight heat and with every aching inch, my cock ignites. It’s sensitive as fuck, but this is the shite I love.
“Keenan.” Delilah sticks her hand in her mouth as she moans my name. By this point, I know exactly what she wants me to do to her body, and I have no problem delivering. I know the way to force her down just a tad, just to the point where my cock will graze against her sensitive spot.
I’ve craved being inside her all day, needing this connection more than anything else. At first, I had reservations about becoming sexual with Delilah. I might not have admitted it, but I did. It was worrisome, but we connected like two pieces in the same puzzle.
“Fuck, Keenan!” Delilah’s voice reaches a higher pitch, and I snicker, grab onto her hips and drill myself deeper inside her. I ram into her like she’s a whore on the streets of Amsterdam, fucking her until my balls tighten up, and I know I’m going to come undone within seconds. Sure enough, her pussy tightens around my dick, and I explode. My seed coats her walls, and she pants against the wall. I pull my cock from her wet pussy and pull her thong up, adjust her dress, and she turns around with bright red cheeks.
“From the smirk on your face, I assume you enjoyed it,” I say as I tuck my cock back into my pants.
“When haven’t I?” Delilah comments as her cheeks grow even redder.
“Go get something to eat, because I’m not done with you yet, and you’re going to be very busy over the next few days.”
