If I Don't Have You


written by Dani and Mackenzie

Chapter 2

Howie slowly made his way to the last button on Dani’s shirt and stepped back to admire her as he slid the shirt from her shoulders and let it fall to the ground. Dani moved it out of the way with her foot. His hands caressed her neck and shoulders as he looked longingly at her. "You are so beautiful," he told her. Dani blushed and giggled at his perusal of her.

"And just what is your better idea?" she asked playfully.

"Well, the first thing we have to do is get you to relax," Howie said as he pulled Dani into his arms. He pressed his lips lightly to hers, teasing her with his gentle kisses as he sat back against the edge of the desk behind him. He put his hands on her waist and turned her away from him, gently repositioning her between his legs. Dani could feel his erection against her buttocks. Gently, Howie began to massage her shoulders and arms. As the tension began to leave her, she sighed contentedly and laid her head back on Howie’s shoulder. He let his hands slide down to her stomach and then slowly eased them up to her breasts. Dani arched her back slightly as a wave of pleasure overtook her. Howie began kissing her neck and shoulders as he cupped her breasts in his hands and teased her nipples with his fingers.

"I’m definitely not tense anymore." Dani said breathlessly. She reached behind her and pushed Howie’s boxers off his hips, letting him know she was ready for more. Howie moved his hands down her sides and slid them into her panties, letting one come to a rest between her legs, while stroking her from behind with the other. Feeling his own pleasure grow as she moved back and forth against his swollen member, he urged her forward and bent her down over the desk.

He pulled her panties down and placed his hands firmly on her hips as he guided himself into her. He moaned loudly as he entered her and felt her wetness engulf him. He let one hand slip back between her legs to stroke her clit, keeping the other on her hip to hold her in place while he began to thrust in and out of her. Dani placed her forearms flat on the desk and grabbed on to the edge with her hands to balance herself and give her the leverage she needed to meet his thrusts.

"Oh God, Howie!" She moaned. Howie moved both his hands to her hips and guided her movements as he began to thrust even more forcefully into her. He felt her muscles beginning to tighten around him. "Oh yes!" she moaned as her orgasm began to wash over her. Howie soon followed, crying out her name and holding her tight. He collapsed on top of her and laid there until their breathing had returned to normal. "God, I love you so much," he whispered. "Don't ever leave me." Howie withdrew himself from her and without saying a word, led Dani over to the sofa. He wrapped the chenille throw that was draped over the back of it around the two of them before they curled up together and drifted off to sleep.

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The tall, light haired man fidgeted nervously as he delivered the news and waited for the explosion that he knew was coming. The large man behind the desk slammed his fist down. "What do you mean one of the altered disks is missing?" he yelled.

The tall man tried to explain. "It must have gotten mixed up with the unaltered prototypes and sent to some one in the Boys' management or to their designer or to someone in marketing." he stammered. "There's no chance that anyone will even notice the symbol attached to the cookie. I don't think there's anything to worry about."

"We'll have plenty to worry about if the designer got that disk! She programmed the damn thing. There's no way she'll miss it, I promise you that," he bellowed. "You'd better find that disk now and clean up this mess. And if whoever has it suspects anything, anything at all, I expect you to take care of them. Permanently. I'm not losing everything now, not now," he ranted.

"But sir, Do you think that's really necessary? Couldn't we just buy the person off?" the minion asked.

"I'm not taking any chances, especially not if it's the designer, you idiot. She's shacked up with Howie. Don't you think she's going to tell him and the others everything?! I won't be able to buy her off for all the money in the world." The man got up from his desk. His overweight frame leaned over the desk as he stared through the man.

"OK, I'll find the disk. I'll take care of it," the man said resignedly.

"And anyone else that knows what is going on! I've worked too hard to get my revenge and it will not be screwed up by idiots like you!" the large man added, threateningly.

"Even if it's. . .?"

"Yes, losing one of their own would just make the revenge sweeter," the large man cackled, clearly over the edge.

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