Chapter 14 - Konstantin

After our near escape, my body was pumping with adrenalin. I wanted nothing more than to get home and hold Dahlia. Things could have turned out very differently if it wasn't for her meddling.

We ended up retrieving the files from a completely different location. What she did was quite amazing. Leon took the documents, and would deliver them to Ashan. Piotr followed to ensure they weren't followed, and I headed home.

Mila, Alyssa, and Dahlia headed home in the van as we exited the building. They knew better than to hang around. As I drove, all I could think of was how remarkable Dahlia had been in coping with this mission. My sweet sugar saved our asses.

She was everything I could have asked for and more. Overcome with feelings of gratitude, my emotions were wreaking havoc. I was completely turned on by her brilliance and intended to show her.

I rushed into the house, wanting to embrace her as soon as possible. The three women were in the kitchen. "Dahlia," I said as I walked in. "Can we talk?"

She nodded and followed me to the next room. Once I knew we were out of sight of the others, I reached out and pulled her into my arms. "You were so," Before I could continue, she pushed me away.

"No, you don't get to do that," she said sternly before turning. She walked back to the kitchen without another word. My chest tightened. I didn't know what I had done wrong. Why was she suddenly acting like this?

I followed her, wondering how to approach the situation. She sat down next to Alyssa. Walking around the island, I went to stand before her on the other side. I smiled at her, hoping to get her attention.

Dahlia seemed to ignore me as she spoke to Mila. "If there is anything I can assist with, please let me know."

"Dahlia," I said a bit too harshly. Smiling, I tried to control the sudden fear pushing up in me. "What is going on? What did I do?"

"Thank you for the tea, Mila," she said as she pushed the empty cup forward. "I think I'll go lay down a bit."

Dahlia slid off the chair and started for the door. "Dahlia, what did I do?" I asked again loudly. My heart was pounding. It felt like my lungs were collapsing as they sought air. I was trying to control my breathing, as I watched her move away.

She stopped in the doorway, glanced back, and made a ‘Pfff' sound before speaking. "You should know. You men are all alike."

My mouth dropped to the floor as her words entered my mind. I stood watching in amazement as she turned and left the room. I was perplexed as I had no idea what happened or when.

Mila and Alyssa started giggling softly behind me. Turning to them, I was ready to tear their heads off. I needed to know what I did. It appeared they knew something. "What the hell," I huffed at them.

Before I could continue to interrogate them, Mila spoke up. Her voice was calm yet had a sharpness to it I knew well. She was enjoying my pain. "She's jealous."

Flopping down on the open seat next to Alyssa, I tried to wrap my mind around this revelation. "Jealous?" I heard myself mumbling.

Alyssa took my arm and squeezed it lightly. "At the function, you spoke to the flirty girl and didn't reject her come-ons," she said softly.

Glancing from Mila to Alyssa, I felt frustrated. I hated that she thought I would be interested in other women. "Thanks," I said as I stood and went to find Dahlia. I had to explain to her. She had to understand and see that it was only part of the assignment. She was my everything now. I didn't want anyone else.

I caught up with her as she was about to enter her bedroom. Lightly taking hold of her arm, I spoke as I turned her to me. "Dahlia." My heart was still beating a hundred miles an hour.

She looked at my hand on her arm and pulled back from me. "Wait, please let me explain," I said, letting go. She didn't move but wouldn't look at me either. Cupping her chin, I softly lifted her head as I continued. "You are an amazing woman, sugar. Plus, you are carrying my child. Do you even know how special that makes you?"

Dahlia diverted her gaze to my side. "I was doing what I had to do for the assignment and the job. It is part of my character. I stopped flirting after I brought you here. You are the only woman I want to touch, hold, and kiss. Please forgive me."

I wasn't sure why I asked forgiveness, but it felt right. A lonely tear rolled down her cheek. Wiping it tenderly, I pulled her into my arms. "I will never do anything to hurt you, sugar."

"Do you promise?" she asked in a quivering voice.

"Yes, Dahlia, yes, I promise," I said, hugging her securely. I felt crushed knowing I had hurt her. "I would not have accepted any invitation or taken that woman anywhere. She can stand naked before me. I wouldn't touch her." I confessed in a firm tone.

Pulling back just enough to lift her face, I studied her brilliant hazel eyes. I decided I would show her the difference between flirting for the jobs and my real flirting style. This way, she could know when something was up.

"Can I show you what my real flirting looks like?" I asked, kissing her cheek.

Dahlia tilted her to one side and then the other as she considered it. Looking into my eyes, she nodded. Taking her hand, I led her to the study and had her lean against the table. "Now let me know what you think of this and what you saw me do," I said, taking a couple of steps back from her.

Turning away, I shook my head and focused on what I wanted. Turning back, I met her gaze. Smiling seductively, I scanned her body before focusing my gaze on her lips. I could see Dahlia knew the difference as she bit her lower lip.

Casually walking towards her, I undid the top two buttons of my shirt. "It's hot in here," I said, coming to stand before her. I noticed her fingers twitching as she fumbled with her clothing.

Lightly touching her cheek, I spoke again. "Your name must be Sugar, as I have never seen anything sweeter."

Her cheeks instantly turned crimson. Caressing her skin, I moved my fingers down the side of her neck, over her shoulder, and down her arm. "Your skin feels like velvet, I wonder if you taste like honey?" I add as I lean forward and kiss her shoulder.

Dahlia's face was glowing as her smile stretched from ear to ear. Moving at a snail's pace, I neared her face. Turning her head up, she met my lips with hers. It was a blissful moment. Taking hold of her hips, I pulled her closer. My emotions flared up as my senses tingled.

I felt her hands taking hold of my shirt. Her grip was solid as she pulled back, looking into my eyes. "I know you can do better than that," she huffed. Turning out of my grasp, she took a step back. Glancing to her side, I noticed a twinkling in her eyes.

"Now it's my turn," she said, walking to the couch. Patting on the seat, she continued to speak. "Have a seat, sir." Dahlia took hold of her top with both hands. As I walked closer, she pulled the top down a tad, stretching her shoulders. This exposed the top of her breasts, waking my body completely.

Standing by the chair before her, I grinned. If she only knew how crazy she was making me. Dahlia placed her hand solidly in the center of my chest and shoved me back. I flopped down onto the couch. Tapping the side, I spoke softly. "Come sit with me, sugar."

Dahlia sat down on the arm and placed her foot between my legs. Holding her leg, I looked up at her, smiling. Looking at me, she drew a slow line across her lips with her tongue. I felt my dick pumping in my pants as my body wanted to taste her. She drew slow circles on my arm.

Her tone was low, and her voice was more seductive as she spoke. "I think it's time we had a private conversation."

My heart felt as if it was about to bounce out of my chest. I felt my lungs shrinking as she leaned closer and moved her fingers across my pants. I could feel her touch through them. My cock turned rock hard.

Kissing the brim of my ear, she whispered. "What would you like to do, sir?"

Without thinking, I heard the words leaving my mouth. "Get on your knees and suck my dick."

Dahlia warmly kissed my neck before sliding down between my legs. She was surely the better seducer. But I wasn't about to share that with her. Sitting on her knees, she unbuttoned my shirt and drew tender lines over my chest.

Pushing my head back onto the couch, I breathed out hard. Her touch made my body shiver. I loved the feeling surging through me and felt alive. She carefully unzipped my pants with her teeth. This was surprising, but I loved it.

Lifting my butt, I allowed her to pull my pants down to my knees. My dick popped up as it left the constraints of my underwear. It bobbed up and down twice before settling. Dahlia licked her lips as she pushed my pants down to my ankles.

"You sure about this sugar?" I whispered, hoping she wouldn't change her mind.

Moving closer, she wrapped her hand around the shaft. I gasped, feeling her touch. It was invigorating. She was so very desirable at that moment. Dahlia moved her hand up and down slowly a couple of times. I watched as she leaned closer and quickly kissed the head.

Grinning, I spoke tenderly. "It doesn't bite sugar."

She smiled shyly at me before opening her mouth and taking my cock into her hot moist mouth. My body shook, and my breath disappeared as shock ran through me. I loved her audacity, and her willingness to try anything.

I felt her sucking as her hand moved up and down. Lightning ran through my senses as she moved. I felt like a sparkplug that was about to explode. Moving her hand down, she played with my ball sacks. Each move sent new shudders through me.

Dahlia moved her head up and down my dick slowly. Taking hold of her hair, I pressed down lightly until she had all of me in her mouth. Letting go, she moved back up and glanced at me. I lowered her head again and felt her swallowing as she had all of me in her mouth.

I moaned as pleasure ran crazily through my senses. Hold the couch arms; I opened my legs more and pushed my cock out. Dahlia started moving faster up and down as I moaned and groaned. "I'm about to come," I groaned as my body shook.

I slipped my hand through her hair, thrusting my hips up as she came down over my shaft. Glancing at her, I was sure she was enjoying every moment of it. My mind was swirling. I had never found a woman who enjoyed it. She drove me wild.

She came up for air and smiled seductively at me. "Oh, sugar, you are sweet," I breathed out.

Taking the tip of my penis in her mouth, she swirled her tongue around it in circles. I moaned as I tried to catch my breath. Dahlia swiftly moved down my shaft and swallowed as my entire dick filled her mouth.

There was no stopping me now as I felt every muscle in my body shuddering. I came into her mouth. Dahlia swallowed the cum and licked up the strands that ran from the sides of her mouth. "Oh, sugar," I huffed. Taking hold of her head, I tenderly pulled her up to me. "Your so fucking hot."

Kissing her passionately, I knew she was the only one I wanted. Rising from the couch, I picked her up into my arms. I laid her down on the bed. Getting onto the bed next to her, I kissed her deeply.

She smiled as she turned and snuggled into me. "I'm tired now; sleep well." She whispered.

I couldn't sleep. I lay watching her for most of the night, thinking how lucky I was. If I had not stopped that night. I was glad that I had insisted she come home with me. If not, I would never have known her.

As I finally drifted off, I swore to never let anyone get close to her or our child. I would protect them with my life.