Chapter Twelve

 

 

 

It had been two weeks since she’d returned home and Beth had spent a lot of that time re-evaluating her life. She loved Daniel. She knew that for sure now. But she also knew that more than anything she wanted to trust him to be there for the long haul. After he’d driven her home from the cabin, he’d told her she needed time to think. He kissed her goodbye and that was the last time she’d seen him.

She missed him more than she’d ever thought possible.

She walked through her front gate and checked her mailbox. Only junk mail, but she didn’t really expect to get a letter from Daniel. Not unless he decided to send her a ‘Dear Jane’ letter. Of course, that would require a defined relationship. She had no idea what their relationship was or would be in the future. If they had a future, and she wouldn’t know until Daniel made contact with her. When that was going to happen was anyone’s guess. Until then, she had her memories of their time together. Every night in her lonely bed her body ached for him and every morning when she woke, her heart missed his smile and the feeling of completeness she’d felt lying in his arms.

She sauntered up the pathway to her front door and searched her bag for her key. She slid it in the lock to open the door but it opened on its own. Shit! Someone’s broken in. She was sure she’d set the lock that morning before she’d left for work. She shuffled around in her bag and pulled out her mobile phone to call the police, but before she had a chance to dial, it rang.

“Hello?”

“Beth.”

Her heart leaped. “Daniel! Thank God. I think someone has broken into my house.”

“It’s okay, sweetheart, it’s me. I thought I’d surprise you. Come on in.”

“You broke into my house?”

“Hey, I’m a spy. Force of habit. Are you coming in or do I have to come and get you?”

She didn’t need another invitation. She dropped her bag and phone where she stood and ran down the hall to the living room. It was empty. “Daniel?” She tried the kitchen next. Still no Daniel. “Stop playing games, Daniel. Where are you?”

The sound of music caught her by surprise. She cocked her head to listen while she slowly made her way down the hallway, checking each room. At the end of her hall, the bedroom door was closed, but this was where the music emanated from. Smiling, she placed her eager hand on the doorknob and turned. The door opened and the delicious scent of strawberries wafted toward her. Taking a step inside, she was surprised to see the curtains drawn and the room alight with dozens of lit candles. Her antique brass bed was draped with gauze from the overhead tester and the quilt was covered in hundreds of rose petals. Holy…wow!

When she couldn’t see Daniel, she took another step inside the room. She gasped as a blindfold covered her eyes from behind. “Daniel. You scared the living daylights out of me! What are you doing?”

She felt his warm breath in her ear as he whispered, “Relax. You’re going to enjoy this.”

She turned toward his face, trying to catch his mouth, but he eluded her.

“All in good time, my love.”

She reached for him, but he wrapped his arms around her waist and legs and carried her to the bed, gently placing her down onto the fragrant petals.

“Daniel, I need to talk to you,” she began, deliriously happy he was back and here with her now, but anxious to talk to him about their relationship.

Daniel picked up one of her hands and kissed it gently, sending shivers all over her body. He moved it over her head and before she realized what he was about, she felt soft material enclosing her wrist and something clicked. She tried to move her hand, but it was caught fast. “What are you doing, Daniel? This isn’t funny!”

Before she had a chance to struggle, he’d grabbed her other hand and restrained it as well. She felt a featherlight kiss on her mouth, then the weight on the bed beside her lifted as she heard him stand.

“I’m making sure you can’t get away from me while I talk to you.”

She laughed at the absurdity of the notion that she would want to get away. She’d been longing for him to return ever since he’d left. “You could just ask me. I’m not going anywhere. At least take off the blindfold so I can see your face.”

“Shh! You’ll spoil the fun.”

“What fun? Dan—” She shivered as he cupped her cheeks with warm hands and covered her mouth with his. This was no tame, gentle kiss like the first. He was devouring her as his tongue probed her lips, forcing them open then plundering her mouth as if he was starving. She moaned and burned to touch him but discovered when she pulled against the restraints that she could release herself easily. The thought that she still had control made her hotter so she chose to keep her hands where they were. She felt the buttons on her shirt being undone one by one and when Daniel was finished he spread her shirt open, baring her to the cool air. Her nipples stood to attention and she gasped.

His mouth left hers as his tongue and lips scorched a wet trail along her jaw to her ear, where he blew softly, making her whole body tingle.

“Do you like that, Beth?”

“Oh yeah…”

“That’s good…but do you also like this?”

He unzipped her, pulling both her jeans and panties down her legs and off in one swift movement. The blast of cold air across her skin and the accompanying rush of sensation to her exposed body sent another burst of moisture between her legs.

“Oh God!”

“I didn’t catch that, Beth. Did you like that?” he asked, as he trailed his fingers lightly over her breasts.

“Ahh…”

He grasped her nipples and rolled them back and forth. She writhed on the bed, arching her back to get even closer to him.

“Oh…” she moaned.

“What was that?” He caressed the length of her body, using one of his fingers to part her folds before he slid it inside.

She climaxed instantly. “Yes. Yes…I like it!”

His quick intake of breath told her he was getting off on this little game as much as she was. Feeling more confident in her power to arouse him, she parted her legs, exposing herself to his eyes. Though her own were covered, she nevertheless felt his gaze burning onto her entrance as she lifted her hips and invited him to sample her. She was hot, and her body begged him to taste and join her.

But instead of the expected heat, something cold, hard and wet touched her. Smooth facets slid along the line of her labia, teasing her.

“What is that?” she rasped, her voice breaking.

“It’s an ice cube. I don’t want you too hot just yet. We have plenty of time and I want it to last.” He placed the cube inside the entrance to her vagina and held it in place. With his other hand he circled one of her nipples with another piece of ice, making it tighten almost painfully. He repeated the process with her other breast then withdrew both cubes. She waited for his next move, hearing rustling sounds of him removing his clothing, but was unable to discern what was in store for her next.

“You know, I’ve been thinking about doing bad things to your beautiful body ever since I saw you last, sweetheart.”

“Me too…”

“Just thinking about the way you clench your body around me had me hard as a rock all day long.”

“Oh yes.”

He laid his firm muscular body over hers, rubbing back and forth, leaving no doubt that what he’d said was the truth.

“I thought you were going to wait?”

He thrust inside her in one swift movement, filling her to the hilt, and she gasped at the overwhelming pleasure.

“I’m sorry, love, but I can’t wait. We’ll do slow later.” He pulled back and rammed into her again and again. The sensation of heat over cold was so erotic her body exploded, leaving her quivering and sensitized through every pore of her skin, inside and out.

“Fine by me…”

“Oh baby.”

To have him take complete control of her was like nothing she’d ever experienced in her life. Despite the lack of control, she felt worshiped and adored, and oh so sexy. It was liberating to feel him taking his fill of her and she tried to let her feelings flow through her body, giving herself to him. She loved him and she was his.

Their bodies spent, they lay in each other’s arms. She kissed his neck and snuggled into his shoulder. “I missed you, Daniel.”

“You have no idea. Leaving you alone these past two weeks has been hell, but I wanted us to have the best chance to have a relationship. You weren’t ready for it back then. Hell, I wasn’t ready for it. I was still screwed up by what happened to Lisa. I just wanted to give us both time to work out what we wanted.”

She released herself from the restraints and moved her hand down to his penis and stroked along its length. He groaned and grabbed her hand. “Hey…we’re talking here!”

“Mmm, yes, we are, but I’ve got some catching up to do.”

“Beth, please…” he pleaded. “I’m trying to tell you how I feel here.”

“Oh, honey, you feel pretty good to me.”

“Beth, be serious for a minute.”

She stopped stroking and clasped him in her hand, squeezing gently. “Okay, I’m sorry. I’ll be serious now.”

He ran a knuckle over her cheek and tipped her chin. He smiled so tenderly it made her heart swell. “You know I love you, Beth.”

She stilled her hand, and her heart started pounding a drum solo in her chest.

“You do?”

“You doubt that?”

She smiled back at him. “I love you, too, Daniel. I’ve known it these past few weeks, but it’s only lately that I believed we could make something together. I just wasn’t sure how you felt when two weeks went by and you hadn’t contacted me.”

He brushed a curl off her forehead and tucked it behind her ear. “You trust me to stay? I will, you know.”

She gasped. He knew her fears and her joys, and gave her the best sex she’d ever dreamed of. What’s not to love?

“Yes, Daniel, I trust you to stay.”

She covered his mouth with hers for another scorching kiss and it was some time before they came up for air. She smiled wickedly to herself as their lips broke contact.

“Now, where are those handcuffs?”