Page 33 of Dali: The Demolisher

“What are your plans for the day?” he asked before taking a bite of bacon.

“Work. You?”

“Same.”

“Your work ethic is crazy. You have staffs for all your businesses, yet you’re still so hands on.”

Dali shrugged. “I like to stay busy, and I like structure and routine.”

“Meanwhile I’m more spontaneous.”

“And that’s exactly why I’ve been thinking of what the perfect date could be… but I think I know what it will be now.”

Excitement surged as I shimmied in my seat. “Ooh my first official date with my Dali. What do you have planned?”

He gave me a cocky grin. “You’ll see. I’ve never failed at being a first for you, and I don’t intend for that to change now.”

Dali winked and I squeezed my thighs together. From the moment I gave him my virginity, he earned the title of being the nastiest, most intentional lover. He was the best I’d ever had,and the thought of making love and fucking him for the rest of my life made my pussy wet.

Our breakfast seemed to go by in a matter of seconds, but I think that was only because I hated saying goodbye to him. It didn’t matter how much I told myself we’d see each other again soon, I was already more attached to him, and I couldn’t wait to be in his arms again.

18

Dali

Several Hours Later

I rushed through work today.For the first time this year, it felt like I had something, someone, waiting for me that gave more fulfillment than my businesses did. For the first time since I fell in love with my best friend’s sister, I could finally say she was mine. I decided to pick her up from work so I could bring her to my home, and I was as excited as a kid on Christmas Eve when I pulled up toEver’s Pub. Kassadee had been the only woman to ever feel like a treasure to me—a gift. As the bible said, my heart was with my treasure, and now that things were official between us, it felt like it was beating again.

Since I was a few minutes early, I replied to the text messages in the group chats I was in while I waited for my baby. The group chat that had my brother, cousin, and best friend had been clowning me all day for the way I stormed out of the house last night, but I didn’t give a damn. I’d always be on go about Kas and my principles, and it ended up working in my favor. I was so deep in the text thread I didn’t realize Kas had come out until Iheard her open the door. She gasped at the sight of what was in the passenger seat for her.

“Hol’ up.” I opened the door. “The hell you open the door for?”

“I didn’t see you.”

“So? Close the door so I can open it for you.”

With a groan and roll of her eyes, Kassadee did as I said. I got out of the Range and walked over to her side. Instead of opening it right away, I pressed my body into hers and lowered myself to her for a kiss. Her fingers went to the hairs on my chest, and she rubbed and scratched them as she often did when we were being physically intimate. A smile lifted the corners of my mouth as I processed the fact that, this time, it wouldn’t be for a season—it would be for forever. I was glad it was warm enough for me to leave the house shirtless if having her hands on my body was my reward.

“Hey, bae,” I greeted, finally opening the door for her.

“Hey, babe. These flowers are beautiful. Thank you.”

Kas lifted the bouquet of roses to her nose as she got into the car. I waited until she set the gift bag between her legs and was settled before closing the door and walking over to the other side. By the time I got in, she’d opened the bag and was leaning across the center console to thank me for the rose gold ankle bracelet I’d gotten her with my name on it. I’d gone to visit Elite’s jewelry store this afternoon, and her reaction to the piece made the five-figure rush fee I had to pay worth it.

“I love it, baby, and it’s my favorite color. Thank you!” She used my beard to hold me in place as she kissed me again. Our eyes locked as she added, “I love you, Dali,” before kissing me again.

“I love you too. I’m glad you like it. I’m going to love it when it’s in my face while I’m in that pussy.”

She giggled and returned to her seat while taking my hand into hers. As I pulled out of the parking lot, she asked me how my day was. I asked her the same, and we made small talk on the way to my home.

“Are you hungry?” I asked, pulling into the garage. “Or did you eat during your shift?”

“I can eat, but I want fruit. If I eat anything too heavy tonight, I’ll be bloated in the morning.”

“Aight, cool.”

Once we made our way inside, I made her a fruit bowl while she showered. Seeing her making her way into my bedroom in nothing but my shirt made my dick hard as fuck. As much as I wanted to end the night between her legs, I didn’t want her to think all I wanted from her was sex. So as uncomfortable as it was for a while, I held her close and caressed every inch of her skin that I could touch while she ate her fruit. It wasn’t long after that she was snoring lightly against my chest.

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