Never Without You: Miami's Danes - Sexy Suspense Series, #2

Chapter 1

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You are every bit as sexy as you were thirteen years ago when I proposed to you.  His eyes roamed her body.  The tiny waist, the perfect hips ... the enormous breasts.

Come to me, my love, he whispered.  He took her hand and pulled her to the bed.  Still sexy as hell in your red teddy.  He gasped, Lace.  From top to bottom.  Sheer lace.  I can never get too much of you, beautiful Adria.

She leaned over him and tempted him with her breasts.  Making babies is so your specialty, she giggled.

Let's go for five, he moaned as she rubbed her exploding breasts across his lips.

How about four is enough, she whispered.  How 'bout I just drive you wild?

She reached inside his shorts and took him in her hands.  So ready.  So thick, she mumbled as she explored him.  Go ahead.

Conrad surged with raw delight.  Oh, God, no, Adria!  Not so easy. 

She teased him with kisses as she stripped him naked.

Come here, he whimpered, barely able to speak.

He pulled her breasts free of the teddy and sucked her breasts, one at a time.  So hard, so full.

Oh, God, she cried as his hands roamed inside the lace to her wet inviting folds.

So ready.  He found her most intimate spot and delighted in her.  His shaft pounded as she bucked.  Ravenous, he devoured her breasts and took her over the top.

You need more, he whispered as she settled down.

I do, she moaned.

In an instant she was standing over him.  You are!  He gasped in hot anticipation of the ritual they had continued for thirteen years.

I am.

Slowly, seductively, she reached between her legs, and slowly untied the tiny black bow.  Oh, God.  Ecstasy, he whimpered.

And then she was down on him.  Guiding him into her.  Riding him. 

His eyes feasted on the enormous breasts popping out of the teddy ... breasts that ... to his delight ... fell into his mouth and set him on fire.  He grabbed her tight ass and took her deeper ... deeper into the ecstasy that was theirs.

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It was the gentle bobbing of the yacht that brought her back.  Adria had no idea what time it was, nor did she care.  Their love making had lasted for hours.  As it usually did.  And as far as she was concerned, they could continue all night.  She could never get enough of him.

Are you awake?

He pulled away slightly.  I've been awake.  He smiled and ran his hands up and down her legs.  I'm just weak.

Me too, she moaned.  Deliciously weak.

Adria turned and looked at the clock.  7 PM.  You know, we've been in bed for five hours.

Which is what anniversary cruises are for, beautiful Adria.

What do you say we shower?  Then we can indulge in the stone crab and champagne.

Oh, I'd like to indulge.  He pulled her lips to his and devoured her.  I could do you on the bridge.  Like last year, he smiled.

And the year before that, and the ...

I love you, Adria, he said as he pulled away from another kiss that had made her breathless.

I love you, Conrad.  Let me show you how much in the shower.

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Adria gazed at the golden skyline of Miami in the distance.  She felt remarkably refreshed after an entire night of lovemaking. 

She loved him so.  Their passion had never dwindled.  The intensity of their sex was every bit as intense as when they first met.  They were perfectly compatible in life as they were in bed.

So we have another hour or so before we're back at the house.  Should we call home and warn them?

Adria laughed.  Belinda will have the place in ship shape condition.  You know that.  And don't forget it's Sunday.  The Parkers should have all of them at sailing club by now.

How could I forget that all four of them will be off by the time we arrive, Conrad joked.  Is that good or bad?

Well bad, of course.  We haven’t seen them in three days.  You've missed them terribly.

Only some of the time' he joked.  Not like when I can just do this.  He reached into her bikini bottoms.  What do you say one more?

Conrad, you're at the helm.

That's what anchors are for.

Sweetheart, as much as I'd like to ...

I know, he whined.  Let's surprise them.  After we dock, how about we meet them at the club.  Take them all for an early dinner.

Oh, I'd love that!  Steaks all around!

And we can give Belinda the evening off.  Surely she's earned that.

I suppose.  But you couldn’t ask for better kids.

Well, you are their mother.

And you are the perfect dad.

Good thing they act just like me, he laughed.  So well behaved.

Adria burst into laughter.  The girls are the good ones, she countered.  I'm not sure there are such beings as well behaved nine and twelve year old boys!

Well Jonathan and Cody are the exception!

I suppose.

You suppose!

OK.  You're right.  They are exceptional.  Adria burst out laughing.  Most of the time!

I'll go with that.  Conrad paused.  You think they'll grow up to be lawyers?  Not just the boys, but the girls too?

Lawyers, huh?  She so loved to tease him.  How about journalists?

How about lawyer journalists?

Cody!  Cody will not be a lawyer or a journalist or a lawyer journalist, Adria laughed.  A politician perhaps.

Well, then, he should go to law school.

Spoken like a true lawyer.  No, I'd say your best bet in the lawyer department is Jonathan.  And perhaps Bailey.  But she's eight.  Maybe you should give her a little extra time before you enroll her.

Very funny, he joked.  And Kelsi?

I've told you for years.

Adria, she's ten.

Still, Kelsi is the journalist.

Give me hope, he moaned.  At least let her be the lawyer journalist.

Fair enough.  And before you ask, no there won’t be five.

Adria, you’re still young.

Gee, thanks, she laughed.

You know what I mean.  You still have time.  One more?

Conrad.  Four is enough!

He turned and stared at her mischievously with those incredible steel blue eyes.  OK.  No more babies.

And?

And, nothing, he smirked.  Except fun.

Fun?  Adria watched as he shifted the yacht into neutral and headed for the bow.  Fun what?

Conrad stopped and leaned her against the bulkhead.  Fun this.  Conrad untied her bikini top, dropped it to the deck, and fondled her.

So firm.  So tight, he whispered as he took her with his lips and sucked on her.

Happy thirteenth beautiful Adria.  Here's to a hundred more.  Conrad reached into her bikini bottoms, tempting her wet folds. 

Oh, God, she moaned as her body surged and pounded with delight. 

He lifted her from her feet and dropped her on the canvass.  Thirteen is your lucky number, he grinned, we'll be docking a little behind schedule.

Desperate for more, Adria pulled frantically at his swim trunks.  Naked, she whimpered.

Naked, he moaned as he ripped off her bottoms and thrust into her.  Adria gasped and accommodated him ... stroke for stroke ... thrust for thrust ... united as one to the edge of paradise.

Chapter 2

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Monday morning had arrived abruptly.  Adria gazed out the window of her tenth floor office and admired the serenity of Biscayne Bay.  So calm today, she whispered.  Oh to be sailing on your gentle waves.

Adria sighed and returned to reality.  Farris Publishing was anything but serene this morning, and as CEO the frantic pace was literally at her doorstep.  Cay Dane would be arriving any second.  And as much as she adored her brother in law, the subject matter of their meeting would be anything but pleasant.

On the surface, a proposal to acquire Farris Publishing should be nothing more than a blip in the radar.  But this suitor had not been easily dismissed.  Adria suspected that several members of her Board of Directors might actually favor the proposal.  And that puzzled her.  What was it about this group - Kendale Media Group - that had everyone abuzz?

Adria's reporter instincts had never failed her.  And these instincts were coming in loud and clear.  Kendale was not going away.  At least not easily.  Farris Publishing was sound.  It was profitable.  And unlike other publishing groups, it had kept up with the times.  It was reasonable that suitors would seek to acquire Farris.  But Farris didn’t need them.  Farris was just fine on its own, thank you.

Farris was three, now four generations of success.  Adria would never forsake the sweat, the hard work, or the vision of her father, her grandfather, and her great-grandfather.  Farris would remain the beacon of the publishing world for as long as she was on this earth.

Cay is here.

Great send him in, she replied to her secretary.

Adria, you look fabulous!

That's what an anniversary weekend aboard Serenity with your brother will do, she laughed.

You are the pair, he laughed.

Indeed they were.  Just the mere thought of her hot handsome husband sent a jolt through her core.  What on earth would she do without him?

So you have concerns about Kendale Media Group?

I do, Cay.  And it's not just because I have no interest whatsoever of merging Farris with anyone.  It's just that these people simply will not go away.  Proposal after proposal.  Normally the board simply votes a simple no.  But we have one, maybe two Board members who keep pushing.

Pushing?

"Subtle pushing.  Just