Dial a Stud: Dante's Story (29 page)

“You found it arousing to watch them cara?” His brown eyes met mine, across the kitchen.

I blushed. “Surprisingly, yes I did. I didn’t expect that. Why, did it turn you on?” When I realised what I’d asked him, I blushed again. “It probably doesn’t, since you would have seen it before, when you were a stud. Hell, you saw Alex fuck me, before you joined in.”

I saw his expression become pained. “I hated that. You have no idea, how much, I hated, to see him, inside you. I’d wondered for so long, what happened to you, and finally, I had found you. Then you had to make an appointment with Dial A Stud, and I couldn’t stand the thought, of another man in you. You thwarted me though, by wanting two men. I had no choice, but to drag Alex along, but it still pained me greatly, to watch him enter you. Even then, you were mine. You’ve been mine, since we were in that centre; well, in my mind at least.”

“Oh Dante, you are such a sweet man.” I whispered, at his emotional words.

“You asked, if it turned me on, to watch Alex fuck your friend?” He shook his head. “No it didn’t, but watching you becoming aroused; now that did turn me on.”

I placed my glass on the kitchen counter, and walked around to him. I took his drink from his hand, and placed it next to mine, before curling my arms around his neck, and raising my lips to his.

Chapter Nineteen

His hands framed my face, as he deepened the kiss, holding my head still, while he ravaged my mouth. It was passionate, and I could feel his struggle for control, as he kissed me.

“You two really should get a room.” Alex’s voice invaded our passionate embrace, and we leapt back from one another. I spun around to face Mel and Alex, who were both standing in the doorway of the kitchen, watching us. “How’s it going sugar?” He grinned at me.

“Probably not as well as you two seemed to be, when Dante and I arrived.” I told him dryly.

“Bloody hell Gracie, a bit of warning might have helped. So you’re home now, or is Dante whisking you away again?” Mel asked.

“No I’m home now. I’ve had no clothes, and there’s only so long I can put clients off for.” I shot a look between her, and Alex. “You two, are going to have to take it, to the bedroom from now on. I don’t need to be walking in on Alex’s ass again.” I smirked.

“You wouldn’t consider getting some things, and coming back to stay with me cara? I’m going to miss you.” Dante’s voice was like the siren’s song, calling to me, trying to sway me, but I couldn’t. Much as it was tempting to go back with him, I needed to catch up with work, and he was too much of a distraction.

“I can’t Dante. I need to get some work done. Mel and I need to catch up, some girl time.”

Alex snorted. “Mate, that translates to, they want to talk about us, compare notes. Come on, let’s get out of here. I need to talk to you anyway, and these ladies have some dick size comparisons, to discuss.”

“Well Gracie’s got a distinct advantage there.” Mel said. “She’s been with both of you.”

I threw my hands up. “Oh hell no, I’m not getting involved in discussions of cock sizes thank you, and certainly not while the owners of the cocks, are still here.”

“I think that’s our signal, to get the hell out of here.” Alex slapped Dante on the back. “Come on, let’s go.”

Dante’s eyes met mine. “I’ll call you tomorrow?” He asked, and I nodded.

“I’ll call you too my pretty lady.” Alex’s eyes lit up when he met Mel’s. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t do now, will you?” He dropped a brief kiss on my friend’s lips.

We all started to head for my front door, and I actually felt a pang, at the thought of Dante leaving me. We’d been around each other for a week, and I’d liked it. I’d more than liked it. I’d love it. Still we needed a break, and my body needed a break. I’d had more sex over the last week, than I’d had in a very long time. As I walked, I could feel the delicious ache, deep inside me, from the amount of time, his cock had been inside me.

Once we were all at the door, I was pulled close for a kiss, and I could feel his passion, but there was also reluctance in him, to let go and walk away, even though it was not a permanent thing.

When we parted, I saw Mel and Alex in a clinch, until he finally pulled away. He walked out the door first, but before Dante followed him, he turned back to me. Bending forward, his lips touched my cheek briefly.

“I already miss you, my beautiful Grace. Tia mo.” He said softly, turning and following Alex from my home. 

We both watched our men, until they were at their respective cars, and it wasn’t until they drove away, that either of us turned, and headed back inside.

Later that day, Mel and I sat on the lounge, glasses in our hands, and the second bottle of wine, open and on the coffee table in front of us.

“Bloody hell Gracie, so Dan is Dante and Dante is Arnie? What are the odds? He’s been looking for you, all this time?”

I shook my head. “No, but he said he’s thought of me over the years. He saw me months ago, and has watched me for a long time, but he said he couldn’t approach me, because of what he was doing, you know, being one of the studs.”

“It’s still an amazing story though, you have to admit.” Mel took another sip of her wine. “So do you like him? I mean, seriously like him? I’m telling you now girl, he likes you. He more than likes you, actually. I heard what he said to you, before he left. I don’t speak Italian, but I’ve heard those words before. Do you know what they mean?”

“No, I don’t. He’s said those words before to me.” I looked at her curiously. “Why, what do they mean?”

“Jesus girl, he told you he loved you. He fucking loves you.” She shouted at me, as if the increased volume, would somehow, make her words, sink in a little better.

“Are you sure?” I asked, stunned by her revelation. “He’s never told me he loves me in English. Why tell me only in Italian? Are you sure that’s what it means?”

Mel rolled her eyes at me. “Hang on.” She put down her wine glass, and picked up her phone, typing something into it. “Ha.” She announced, triumphantly, and turned her phone to me so I could see what she’d been doing.

I stared at it. It was, English to Italian translator, and sure enough, I love you, in English was Tia mo in Italian.

“Why didn’t he tell me?” I asked, my question not really directed at Mel. I was too stunned to do anything, but stare blankly at her phone.

“Maybe he was too scared to tell you in English. He might have been worried you’d reject him.”

“I wouldn’t reject him. I love him.” I told her, and sagged on the lounge. I’d finally voiced what I’d been thinking, for the last couple of days.

“So did you tell him how you feel?” She asked, and I shook my head.

“No; I’ve only suspected I was falling for him. It’s just hit me, right now, that I love him. I do though, I really do. He’s everything I could ever want in a man. I’ve spent a week with him and loved every moment of it. There wasn’t one second where I got bored, or wanted to leave. It was a perfect time together. We talked, I mean really talked about everything and anything. I told him about my parents, we talked about my work, his Grandparents. Hell, we talked about favourite foods, everything. You name it, we talked about it. I’ve never done that, I’ve never wanted to do that. I loved it. Sometimes we just lay around together, and said nothing. I cooked for him a few times, me, cook. You know what my cooking is like. I washed the man’s clothes and…I…loved…it! We had sex, a lot of sex, so much sex, I’m feeling a little overused in the pussy department.”

Mel grinned. “So the sex is good I gather?”

I snorted. “Good doesn’t even begin to describe it. After someone like Dante, I could never go back to mediocre sex ever again. We just have a couple of little issues with him, that we’re working our way through.”

“What sort of issues? Please don’t tell me he suffers from premature ejaculation; or something like that.” She shook her head. “No, that can’t be it. He was a stud. I don’t think quick draw Megaw studs, would have been very popular, with the ladies.”

I snorted at Mel’s choice of words. “Quick draw Megaw? Where on earth do you come up with these things?”

She shot me an answering grin. “I have no idea. I guess I’m just talented like that.” She swallowed more wine, before turning her attention on me again. “Ok, so what’s wrong with him? There was a ‘but’ in your comment. Let me guess, he’s got a really hairy back or something?”

I punched her lightly on the arm. “No you idiot. It’s not something that’s bad for me. It’s more, something that’s bad for Dante.” I hesitated for a moment. “He was trained to perform sexually with women, and not come. It was their job, to keep going, for as long as they were paid, to perform. The only problem now is, it’s created issues for him, and sometimes no matter how badly he might want to, he can’t come.”

“Are you serious? Well, bloody hell.” Mel’s eyes were wide. “The poor bastard, how would that be? All worked up and no release?” She shrugged. “Now he knows how half the female population feels.”

“Bitch.” I smirked. “Dante’s different and believe me; he’s very good at bringing a woman to orgasm. I’ve had so many orgasms thanks to him now, they’ve more than made up, for all those crappy fucks I’ve, had in the past.”

“That’s great for you Gracie, but what about him? How will he get sorted out? I bet it frustrates the hell out of him, not being able to come.”

“Oh he can come, Mel. I got him to come a few times. He said I don’t put any pressure on him. I think because of his past, he threw himself into being the best stud he could be, and it’s fucked with his head. I just have to work on changing the way he thinks. He comes with me; it just takes him a long time sometimes.”

“So that means he has to fuck you longer? Wow, that’s got to be a real hardship for you, all that, prolonged sex.”

Oh god, you have no idea. Well, you do, you’re with Alex, but Dante’s just so…so…everything.” I said, hugging myself. “He’s gorgeous, you’ve seen him. He’s sexy and that accent of his, bloody hell. He’s so intense and deep and attentive. He’s caring, but he’s also really sweet, and I never thought I’d go for a sweet man. He’s a little of everything, and I love him.”

“I think I’m in love with Alex.” Mel announced suddenly, and I looked over at her, in surprise.

“You barely know him. Are you sure it’s not just lust?”

Mel turned to me, her big blue eyes wide. “Oh no Gracie, I think its love, well I’m pretty sure it is. I know it’s too soon, but it feels so right, and I love being with him. It’s the same for me, as it is for you with Dante. It’s not just about the sex, although it’s wonderful. Never ever, would I have believed in love at first sight, but just about everything, you described about Dante, applies to Alex. Ok, he’s a bit more outspoken, and he loves to tease, but he’s sweet too. He’s sexy as sin, and fuck.” Her eyes actually rolled back, in her head briefly. “The man knows how to fuck. Well, you know, you’ve had sex with him.”

I sighed. “That was different Mel. I paid him, and he came as a favour to Dante. I’m not attracted to him. Sure, he’s a good looking mother fucker, same as Dante, but I don’t feel anything, like I feel, when I look at Dante.”

“Alex is everything, I could want in a man too. I worry though. How can I, keep a man like him, interested for any length of time? He’s had so many women, and he’s so experienced. God, he can do anything, and he will do anything. I’ve been done over like you wouldn’t believe.” She sighed, and I laughed at her face.

“Yeah, I know that feeling. I needed this time away from Dante, or I swear I’d never walk again.” I lowered my voice although, I had no idea why. Mel was the only person in the room with me. “I’m so sore. I need recovery time. He’s hung like a damn horse, so when he digs deep, he really digs deep.” I winced, just thinking about those times, when it felt like Dante, was going to punch a hole in me, and make his way into my womb.

“I’m the same.” Mel announced. “I swear, when Alex goes deep, I could just about give him a blow job at the same time.”

The image of that in my head, struck me as hilarious, and I burst out laughing.

“So we’re both nursing war wounds right now. I think that calls for another glass of wine.” I said, grabbing the bottle, topping up both of our glasses.

“So do you have any idea how Alex feels about you?” I asked.

She turned serious eyes to mine. “He wants me to think about moving in with him.” Her words surprised me so much, I was momentarily struck dumb. “He hasn’t told me he loves me though, not in any language. He just says he’s never felt like this about any woman before, and he wants me to consider moving in with him, so we can explore it.” She took another mouthful of wine. “The only problem with that is, if we don’t work, I’ve moved out, I’m with him, and then I’ll be cast out, and I’m not sure my heart could take it.”

“Oh Mel, don’t think like that. Dante told me that Alex doesn’t fuck around. He said that Alex is a good guy, and if he’s hanging around you, he likes you. He’s not using you. It was Alex who got Dante into the escort business. He knows about Dante’s past, and he’s quite protective of him. They’re good friends. He does seem to like you.” I grinned suddenly. “He was really showing you, how much he liked you, when we got back here today.” I took a sip of my wine. “It was hot watching you two. I’m sorry but we watched you. I got surprisingly horny.”