Untitled - Part 4

At 5:45 Saturday evening, Maiya stood looking at the finishing touches of her makeup when she heard the door chime. Checking herself of the last time she went down the hall to answer the door. Demitri stood in her doorway with sparkling hazel eyes and a beautiful bouquet of red tulips and blue irises. She really felt like her boyfriend was picking her up for a real date.

"Wow Mitri. You didn't have to go out like that, even though I'm glad you did. Let me put these in water and grab my purse. Come in."

When Maiya opened the door, she stood there with a black lace form fitting top with a tan floor length skirt covered with black lace and sequins. The top was sleeveless and the single diamond pendant necklace brought all attention to her cleavage. She took his breath away and all he could do was smile and offer the flowers. When she turned to put the flowers in water, it took all of his will power not grab her and kiss her on those perfectly glossed lips. After seeing the way her hips swayed and the hint of her long legs peaking from the split in the back of the skirt he wanted to keep this little package at home and unwrap her himself.

After realizing he still stood in the doorway as she was walking to the kitchen to get a vase, he stepped into the foyer and closed the door. Giving himself a mental pep talk, he told himself, “you are going to show her a really nice evening and leave her with something to think about by the end of the night. Leave no doubt in her mind and let her see that you really mean business.” And this client had better not give him reason to stake a claim in front of the whole room.

When she turned the corner, coming back into the living room with her purse in hand, she said she was ready to go. He stopped her before she could pass him and just looked at her from head to toe. “You look great tonight sweetie,” and leaned in to kiss her on the cheek, only centimeters from her mouth.

Maiya’s breath caught in her throat because she just knew he was going to kiss her on the mouth. Although she was not disappointed to get the kiss where she did, she told herself she would get the kiss she’s been dreaming about for weeks now by the end of the night.

After settling in the car and riding to the Reunion Tower, where the reception was being held, they discussed how the evening should go.

“Okay Maiya, you tell me how you want to do this and I’ll follow your lead.” Demitri felt he should get an idea of what she was expecting so that when he put on his “boyfriend” persona he would at least know what he had to work with.

“Well, I guess just be yourself. They don’t know that you’re not my boyfriend so…just be you. Yeah, that would be good.”

They talked more about what was going to happen in the evening and when they arrived and pulled in front of the valet stand, Demitri turned to her said, “calm down, take a deep breath and we’ll get through this. It’s me and you, we’ll be just fine. Now put on that smile that I like so much and let’s go have a great evening.”

*****

After introductions where made around the table Maiya and Demitri where assigned to the night progressed well. After dinner, they began walking the reception hall and Maiya introduced Demitri to the partners and her team. After excusing himself, Demitri went to the men’s room. There where two older gentlemen washing their hands and laughing at some joke told before he came into the men’s room.

“McCaine, you are going to have to show me this peach you are trying to pluck for yourself. She doesn’t work for you does she?” The first of the two men asked.

“She’s with the firm I hired. She tried to brush me off at our meeting yesterday, but not to worry, I’ll have that taken care of before the end of the night.” Lucas McCaine told his companion. They dried their hands off and left the men’s room.

Demitri was standing the stall trying to keep his composure and being he didn’t get a good look at McCaine before; he’d have to keep an eye out for him later.

After washing his hands he exited the men’s room only to run into Sonja. “Well, how are you doing this evening? Did you come with anyone?”

He looked down at her and under any other circumstances he would have found time to talk to her, but not tonight while he was with Maiya. “Actually, yes I did, I’m with Maiya Lancaster. Do you know her?”

“Yes, I know her. What are you, her pity date? Well, when you’re done babysitting, come see me.” She sashayed away giving him one last look over her shoulder.

“Let’s not” he muttered to himself when she was out of ear shot.

Walking back into the main reception hall, he was looking around for Maiya and noticed she was surrounded by a group of men; one of them had his hand possessively on her back. She did not appear at all comfortable, so he grabbed two glasses of champagne off the nearest servers try and proceeded to rescue his woman.

Walking to the group and situating himself next to Maiya, handed her the champagne and kissed her. Giving McClaine a look that spoke volumes, he asked Maiya if everything was okay. “I’m great thanks hon.” Trying to compose herself after receiving that kiss in front of the partners and her client, she cleared her throat and introduced everyone to Demitri. After Lucas removed his hand from Maiya’s back, Demitri placed his arm around her waist and moved closer still. “It is so nice to meet you all, but do you mind if I steal her away for a bit, thanks.” With that, he walked her out to the dance floor with all eyes on their retreat.

“Thank you so much, you don’t know how much I appreciate that.” Maiya said when they started the slow dance with other couples on the dance floor. “No problem, that’s why I’m here tonight.”

Maiya could not believe the timing Demitri had, no sooner than Lucan McCaine started rubbing her back, Demitri showed up and rescued her. Now, standing in his arms and looking into his eyes, she couldn’t help the hitch in her breathing when he started to lean down towards her, as if he was going to kiss her. No sooner than the thought passed her mind, he gently touched his lips to hers, for the briefest of kisses. He pulled back and stared at her and she put her head on his shoulder.

“What was that for?” Maiya asked.

“Just in case there is any doubt who you came here with, and to make sure McClaine knows whom you’re leaving with.”

Moving in the slowest of two steps, Maiya could hear his heartbeat and she wondered if that was just the vibration of her own speeding beat. She leaned back and looked in his eyes again, and said, “I’ve made my appearance for the evening, when this song is over, let’s go.”

When the song was over, he leaned in and briefly kissed her again, and whispered, “get your purse and I’ll meet you outside with the car.”

As Demitri was waiting outside for the valet to return with his car, Sonja saddled up next to him grabbed his hand. When he realized it wasn’t Maiya, he pushed her away and asked her what her problem was. “Like I said, when you’re done babysitting, you give me a call.” She proceeded to place a napkin with her phone number on it in his inside pocket and walked away.

The valet pulled up with the car just as Maiya was coming through the revolving doors. Demitri had the passenger door opened as she walked up to the car.

*****

When they pulled up to Maiya’s house, Demitri pulled into the drive-way next to her car. The whole drive home, Maiya didn’t know what to make of the kisses he had given her all night. If it was for the benefit of her co-workers and Mr. McClaine, it worked. But was that the only reason. Walking up to the door, Demitri beat her there, and opened it with his key. He followed her inside and she asked him if he wanted a glass of wine.

“Sure I’ll get it.” He walked into the kitchen and she was on his heels.

“Demitri, why did you kiss me tonight? I have to know, was it for the benefit of McClaine?”

As he was reaching into the refrigerator for the wine, he paused, hoping he wouldn’t have to answer any questions about his intentions tonight. Turning around with the bottle in hand, he took a deep breath. Can I really tell her the truth right now? “Yes, they were for their benefit. I didn’t like the way McClaine had his hands on you, and you obviously didn’t like it.”

“Well, that is why you came with me tonight, isn’t it?” The way she asked that question came out as more of a breathless hope than having an assured answer.

Demitri walked over the side of the kitchen she was on, reached up and smoothed his thumb over her cheek. “Did I tell you how beautiful you are tonight? When you opened that front door, you took my breath away. What I’m about to do is let you know what I’ve wanting to do all night. Maiya, I’m going to kiss you. Do you want me to kiss you?”

Instead of answering him, she stepped closer to him and looked him deeper in the eyes. Taking this as yes, he leaned down and looked into her eyes. He gently kissed her like he did in the reception hall. When he felt her sign against his cheek, he took this opportunity to run his tongue along her lips. She opened her mouth to allow his tongue to deeper probe her mouth. She could not dream the sensations she was feeling having Demitri’s mouth mate with hers.

He groaned and she reached up and put both of her hands on his face and pulled him in for a deeper kiss. Demitri was the first to lessen the kiss and pull back from her. “Is this what you want Maiya? Tell me this is what you want.”

She still had her hands on his face and when she opened her eyes as he asked his question, she saw the desire she felt mirrored back in his eyes. Walking back into his embrace, she put slid her hands around his neck and pulled him in for a deeper kiss, this time her tongue initiated a probe of his mouth and giving him as good as he gave her. She proceeded to push his dinner jacket from his shoulders and he draped it over the counter. Breaking the kiss, she led him from the kitchen into her bedroom. Standing before him in her bedroom, she slid out of her shoes and started to take her shirt off.

“No, Maiya, let me.” Demitri walked over to where she stood, in the dimly lit room, and lifted her shirt over her head. Tossing the shirt to the floor, he stepped closer and pulled her into a deeper kiss, while sliding his hands around her waist and unbuttoning the skirt. As the skirt pooled around her feet, she stepped out of it and started removing his tie and unbuttoning his shirt. He pulled his shirt free and started working on his shoes and pants. She stepped away from him and slid on her back onto the bed. There was no urgency to their movements, just an unspoken rhythm they had been dancing around for years. He removed his boxer shorts and she saw power behind the man standing at full attention. The red head and the veins pulsing only made her gush with anticipation.

He looked down at her lying across the bed wearing only her black bra and thong set, and he sexiest pair of black thigh high panty hose he had ever seen. Moving toward the bed he braced himself on his elbows above her and just stared in her eyes. “Close your eyes and just feel me,” he whispered.

Closing her eyes, she felt him start to kiss her ear and move down to her neck. His hands moved to her breasts and unsnapped the front closure on her bra and attacked her nipples. Kissing down her collarbone to her breast, he stopped to suck her nipples. They where the pretties brown morsels he had ever seen.

There was nowhere his hands touched that his lips didn’t kiss soon after. Moving down her to her navel, he passes kissing her hips and started kissing her thighs. Slowly rolling down the hose, he kissed all the skin he revealed. Upon reaching her feet, he started over with the other leg. When both legs where bare, he kissed and licked his way back up to her hips.

“Do you like that sweetheart?” Demitri asked.

Pulling her panties off and tossing this across the room, he opened her legs so he could just stare at her naked and open for him. “Demitri, don’t stop, please.”

That was all the invitation he needed to lean over and smell her essence. “You smell so sweet Maiya. Can I taste it? Please let me taste you?”

He latched onto her core as if he didn’t just come from a four course dinner. She arched her back and pulled his face deeper into her center. Crying out as he licked every available opening, she became wetter and closer to an orgasm she didn’t know she had been holding since he started undressing her.

“Please Demitri, I want to feel you, inside me.” Parting her legs further with he knees, he kissed her deeper and she became wetter still upon tasting herself on his mouth. He teased her by rubbing the head of his cock around her clit, making her wetter and making himself harder. “Look at me Maiya, I want to see you. I want you to see me. Look at me baby.”

As she opened her eyes, he proceeded to enter her slowly, only allowing the tip inside of her. She gasped and looked into his eyes. “Please” was all she was able to whisper and he began to slide deeper inside, inch by glorious inch until he hey where hip to hip. She cried out at the sensations starting at where their bodies met and traveled up her spine to her fingertips and her toes. She opened her legs wider and he started to move in and out….in and out…in and out. When she was close to her second coming, he began to rotate clockwise…counterclockwise, until she cried out and he could feel the evidence of her ecstasy running down her legs. Staring at her, he watched her cry out his name. He leaned down and kissed her deeper and he took her body to heights she never new existed.
He began to move with a faster rhythm and she met him stroke for glorious stroke. He moved deeper and she cried out for more. When he felt her body begin to hum he could no longer hold back himself and they reached their pinnacle together. When she felt him shout and his seed shot into her, she came for the final time. His body still shook with tremors as he rolled off of her and pulled her into his side.

They lay, him spooned behind her, as they both caught their breath and just lingered in the afterglow together.