Chapter 19

Dinner held another kind of sweetness all together.

Daniel wined and dined her like a man would a woman before taking her to his bed.

His bed!

She should get her thoughts in check.

Afterall,since the day he'd kissed her in his room,he hadn't made any advances at her again.

Aside from the chaste kisses he usually gave her on her cheeks,there was nothing more. He hadn't even held her in any suggestive manner ever since then.

He may have really mixed scripts up that day; Reason he'd kissed her.

Now that she thought about it,she realized he'd become very careful with her,giving her all the necessary distance. Maybe he wasn't even attracted to her in that way.

He pulled up in front of his home and killed the engine of his car.

She was already shuffling about her seat in readiness to get out of the car when his voice stopped her.

'Don't move. Let me finish what I started'. Did his voice sound sensual or was she just imagining it?

He got down from his side of the car and scurried over to hers.

He opened the door for her and let her out,the gesture feeling oddly appealing.

He rounded her waist with his left arm and led her into the house.

Again,it felt romantic.

Once they were inside,he let go of her and locked the door.

She looked at the watch pinned to her bodice and saw it was almost 10 pm.

'Dinner was amazing'. She started. '...The movie was awesome too'.

He chuckled. The sound was delicious to her ears.

'I doubt you found it that awesome. You even lost interest at some point'. He took her hand and gently drew her close to him. 'Now,tell me. Why was that?'

She found herself staring longingly at his lips. She swallowed hard.

'Wwwhy was wh...a...at?' She stumbled the words past her throat.

'Why were you angry about the movie? Those times when I kissed that woman,did you wish it was you I was kissing?'

Was he baiting her?

Suddenly the whole place became stuffy and she was struggling with breathing.

'Daniel...' She whispered. Her voice sounded strange to even her own ears.

'Daniel,what?' He looked her straight in her eyes,his hazel eyes were shinning now. He placed feathery kisses on her knuckles a and she shivered.

'Please...'.

'Please? You want me to kiss you?'

If you don't kiss me now, I'll die!

She swallowed again.

'I.....I... don't know'. She stammered,words failing her once again.

He drew her even closer and his hot breath fanned her ears. His lips moved to her ear lobes and he sucked gently on it sending waves of pleasure from the strands of her hair to the sole of her feet.

The air around them thickened all the more.

'What do you want, Macy?'

I want you!

'I....'. He didn't let her finish the words as his mouth claimed hers in a searing  kiss.

The air completely left her lungs.

This wasn't the mere brushing of lips they'd started with the last time.

This kiss was way hotter,more intense.

Desire burned her insides.

Oh God! What was this torture?

'Kiss me back, Macy'. His voice sounded hoarse.

That was all the invitation she needed to quench her own raging desires.

She palmed both sides of his face and kissed him back with equal intensity.

His hands moved to her hair to let it loose and it cascaded down her shoulders.

A soft moan left her throat and his low growl vibrated against her.

His left hand moved down to the small of her back and massaged gently. Her shaky hands travelled up the broad expanse of his chest and came to rest on his shoulders.

He momentarily left her lips and trailed wet kisses down to her jaw,to her neck, to her shoulders and she sobbed with pleasure.

He quickly moved back to her lips and she just hung unto him, reveling the sweetness of his lovemaking.

His right hand slipped her 'off the shoulder' blouse further down to reveal her creamy cleavages.

'I want to kiss you all over,Macy. Every damn part of your body'. His voice was barely audible.

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I'm going to kiss you all over. Every damn part of your body. You can't even resist me,Macy.

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The two sentences sounded strangely the same. While the former had come from a man who was making genuine love to her,the latter had come from a man who'd ruined her; Her abuser.

She must have stiffened in his arm for his kisses came to an abrupt stop and he looked down on her with concern.

'Are you ok Sweetheart?' He gathered her in his arms.

'I'm not ok...' She sobbed against his shoulder.

How could she be ok? She was messed up for life. Raymond had made sure of that.

'We shouldn't be doing this. It's not right'. She cried all the more.

'Nothing has ever felt this right before. Can't you see it,Macy? Can't you see how much I want you? And how your hunger matches mine?'.

'You don't understand,Daniel'. She was almost wailing.

'Then make me'. His coaxed her.

A familiar feeling of deja Vu hit her. They'd done this before and the last time she'd thrown him out of her bedroom. She didn't want to do that now. She didn't even have the strength to.

Her legs were beginning to grow wobbly and she was trembling in his arms.

He led her to one of the cushions and sat her down.

'I'll get you a glass of milk. Or would you prefer water?' He asked her.

'I can do with either'. She answered weakly.

When he left. She hugged herself and fresh bouts of tears began another journey down her face.

'Here'.

She took the glass of warm milk and downed it at once. Setting the glass down she looked up to him and searched his face but there was nothing there. His eyes stared blandly back at her.

'I'm sorry Daniel'.

'I don't get it. One moment you're sobbing your pleasures into my ears and the next you're actually....I don't even know what you're doing. Did I say something wrong? Did I hurt you? Or is it the baby?'

'You didn't hurt me. The baby neither'.

She wiped her puffy eyes with her handkerchief.

'If you're not hurt and the baby is fine. Then that's a relief. Come...I'll take you to your room'. His face still held that bland expression.

She allowed him lead her once more—hand on her hips—back to her room.