Simple Perfection

throwing a fit. But never Della.
    A swift knock on my door kept me from picking up the phone. I would call her in a minute. “Come in,” I called out, and started looking for the papers Vince had brought me to sign earlier.
    “Vince wasn’t out there so I knocked.” Angelina’s voice wasn’t what I expected to hear.
    “What does Mother need now?” I asked without looking up at her. That was why she was here. At first I had been annoyed with her presence but she was helping my mother more than I could. More than I wanted to.
    “She misses you. It’s been over a week since you called to check on her.”
    Angelina was as good at guilt trips as my mother was. The two of them were so much alike. “I’ll call her later today. I’ve got work. If that’s all, please see yourself out.”
    “You don’t have to treat me so coldly. I’m helping you the only way I know how. Every day I stay here with your mother is for you. It’s all for you. I’m in love with you, Woods. I can’t compete for your heart because you won’t allow me in. But what is she doing for you? I don’t see her helping you—”
    “Enough. Don’t ever put yourself on the same level as Della. I didn’t ask you to take care of my mother. I can hire someone to help me if I need it. As for Della, she’s the reason I get out of bed each morning, so never underestimate her importance.”
    Angelina stiffened and opened her mouth to say more. I lowered my angry glare back to the contracts in front of me. I was done with this conversation. “Leave.”
    The clicking of her heels on the hardwood floors as she left the office was the most welcome sound I’d heard all day.
    When the door closed behind her I reached for my phone to call Della.
    “Hello,” her sweet voice said into the phone.
    “I need you,” I replied.
    “I just finished a late lunch with Blaire and Bethy. I’ll be right there,” she replied.
    “Just come in when you get here,” I told her.
    “Okay.”

    Exactly ten minutes and fifteen seconds later my door opened and Della stepped inside. Her dark hair was pulled up into a ponytail. The short sundress she was wearing hugged her curves more than I would have preferred. I stood up and walked around my desk.
    “Hi,” she said with a shy smile.
    “Hi,” I replied before resting both my hands on her hips and pressing my mouth on hers. Her lips were always so plump and soft. The faint taste of cherries from her lip gloss clung to my tongue.
    This was what I needed. This was what got me through each day.
    Della broke the kiss and placed her hands on either side of my face. “Are you okay?” she asked softly.
    “I am now.”
    Della gazed up at me as if she were studying me closely. Then she stepped back and turned to the door. Before I could ask her what she was doing the lock clicked in place.
    “Take off your clothes,” she said simply, then began to slip the straps of her dress down her shoulders.
    I was at a loss for words at the moment. I did as I was told. I couldn’t take my eyes off of Della. As her dress pooled at her feet and she stood there in nothing but a pair of pink lace panties and a matching bra, my hands started to tremble. Seeing her like this never got old.
    “We haven’t made love in here yet,” she said, smiling at me as she unsnapped her bra and let it drop carelessly to the floor.
    “No we haven’t,” I managed to say. When she hooked her fingers in the sides of her panties and started pulling them down, I reached my breaking point. The moment she stepped out of the pink lace I took the two steps separating us and picked her up, and her legs wrapped firmly around me. You couldn’t call what our mouths were doing kissing. It was too raw for that. We were taking each other. It was the best description I could think of.
    I wanted to take her on my desk but we weren’t going to make it that far. Not after that striptease. I wasn’t even going to be able to enjoy tasting her and touching her. I needed inside her now before I exploded.
    I set her down and flipped her around until she was facing the wall. “Brace yourself,” I whispered into her ear.
    Della leaned forward and placed both her hands against the wall. I took in the sight of her body arched out and my heart slammed against my chest. She was beautiful. Perfect. Grabbing her by the hips, I sank inside of her. The cry of pleasure was so loud I was pretty damn sure Vince had heard it outside at his desk, but I didn’t