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Something was off, her tone of voice, maybe her answer, but he
wasn’t going to press her, he just walked over to her again, pulled her up and pulled her into what started as a sweet kiss and quickly turned into a blazing inferno. He burned for her on so many levels.  Oh crap, while he was burning for her he was also burning dinner.

With more resolve than he thought he had
, Dan pulled away and walked over to the stove and took out the now well-done steaks and pulled out the potatoes.  She could tell by the deep breaths he seemed to be taking that he was collecting his own thoughts, trying to decide what to say.

He turned and walked back to the table and sat back down taking both of her hands in his.
  He gave a squeeze.

“
Well I didn’t say I was a good cook.” They both chuckled and the tension eased.  “Clearly I’m easily distracted by shiny things, like your eyes, and your lips, then there is that cleavage. You’re killing me, girl,” he grinned. He picked up her hands and kissed each one.

“Now let’s try and eat some dinner and then cuddle on the sofa and watch a movie on my obscenely large TV.”  He put the steaks and potatoes on a
platter, motioned for her to grab the salad and the dressing, and then went into the dining room.

After setting everything down
, he pulled out her chair and then went to get their wine glasses.

Dinner didn’t end up being a total
failure, the conversation mellowed and flowed again, and the weight lifted away.  She got up to clear and he shooed her away to the living room to put in a movie.

She’d decided on “Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind” a quirky choice but a favorite of hers and once she got the DVD player figured out
, she sat on the couch and waited for Dan to join her.

He came in and threw a couple of logs on the fire
, poking it to keep it going and then turned off the lights and came and sat next to her on the sofa.

“I brought you some cocoa, I figure we’ve probably both had enough wine
, and you’ll need to drive home at some point.” He leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose and then settled back and pressed play.

About
fifteen minutes into the movie, the warm drinks were abandoned and no one was watching the movie. Entwined in each other their kisses deepened until it seemed they were breathing the same air back and forth between them, hands roaming, his warm body pressing her back in to the sofa.

His lips moved down the side of her neck from her ear to her
collarbone and to the swell of her breasts above her sweater connecting her freckles with the tip of his tongue.  She ran her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer, stalling his progress, her mind was a jumble and she wasn’t sure she knew what she was doing.  Then his hand slid up under her sweater, up her side and over her bra and her nipples strained, aching against the lace of the bra.  A soft moan escaped her lips and her breath hitched as he rolled her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. 

One of his thighs was pressed between hers, and like a wanton
, she was raising her hips against it seeking the friction, seeking relief from the ache, the need she felt for him.

He pulled his lips from her and put his hands on either side of her face, stroking her hair back.
“My Cora girl, just say the word and I’ll stop. I meant what I said Friday night, I don’t want to rush this, we can do this in our own time.”

“I want you
, Daniel. I’ve wanted you for two years; it feels like a rush and an eternity at the same time.  I’m not one for the casual fling. It’s been more than two years since I’ve slept with anyone, and I really,
really
want you. I don’t know how far that will carry us tonight, but I’m on fire for you.”  Her stare held him mesmerized as she uttered those words.

He could
not breathe, he didn’t want to push her, but he was close to combusting. She felt like everything good and pure and amazing in his arms, and he wanted to take her upstairs and lay her across his big bed and show her the enormity of what he was feeling.

He stood up and took her hand, “All you need to do is say the word and we stop Cora, I swear it
. I would never take anything from you that you don’t want to give me.  You’ve already given me so much this weekend, and I feel this amazing connection with you already.”

He pulled her up and when she was
standing he scooped down and slung her up over his shoulder in the fireman’s hold. She gave a squeak and he gave her a swat on the ass as he carried her up the stairs to his bedroom.

Chapter 20

As he laid her out on the bed
, the soft lighting and the music setting the mood, we’d hit John Mayer, Maroon 5 and then it was Peter Gabriel, damn his timing was good. He pulled his sweater up over his head and started to unbutton his shirt, she shook her head and pulled him down on the bed.  Slowly she unbuttoned his shirt, placing small kisses on each patch of skin she revealed. 

He reached for the hem of her sweater and she hesitated, holding his hand still.

“Cora, is this okay?” His breathing was labored and she knew he was struggling with his control, she also knew he wouldn’t break it, wouldn’t break his word to her.

“Daniel, it’s been a long time for me, and well, my body isn’t, well
, please just don’t look too closely, please. I know you want me, but please, just promise you’ll be okay with the way I look.” Her voice trembled, he could hear her nervousness and he wished he could wipe all that fear away for her.

“Shhhh, you are beautiful, your body is beautiful
. I don’t know if you noticed but I’m not exactly a built gym rat with a six pack either. I’ve got an extra twenty or fifty more pounds than I probably should, are you judging me?” He peppered in soft kisses every few words, hitting those spots on her neck which he’d found that affected her oh so very much is all the right ways.

“No, because you look perfect to me
.” He didn’t seem to get it, but she put all her emotion in it.

“Trust me to know what turns me on
, Cora.” Taking her hand, he slid it down his abdomen and pressed it firmly to his erection, straining to break free of his jeans. “I’ve had this hard-on from just about the moment I took you in my arms and danced with you on Friday night. You do it for me, Cora, please, let me see you. Let me worship your body the way it deserves, the way I’ve been aching to for days now.”

Cora was thankful that the light in the room was dim so he
couldn’t see the tears in the corner of her eyes. He was so impassioned when he said it; she wanted so much to believe it was true.  Could she just let go and trust him?

“I’m all you
rs, Dan, I trust you.” She wasn’t sure she believed it yet, but she said it.  She reached up, pulled him close and captured his lips in a deep kiss, their tongues battling each other, breath straining, her nails scoring his back lightly.

He reached for the hem of her sweater and began to pull it off and this time she
didn’t stop him. When he pulled it over her head and threw it somewhere behind him on the floor, all coherent thought left his body.

“Oh Cora, you are even more beautiful than I imagined
.” He trailed kisses down her chest, over the swell of her breast taking one nipple between his lips and suckling at it through the fabric, scoring it with his teeth.  Her back arched off the bed towards him and he took that as encouragement to continue, moving to the other nipple, sucking and nibbling, his hand pulling and plucking the other, rolling it, getting drunk on her moans. 

He slid his hand down to the button of her jeans, looking up at her, “Is this ok
ay, my Cora girl?”

“
Oh God yes, Dan, please, don’t stop, please.” Her eyes closed and her head fell back as a groan of pleasure escaped her lips.

Tugging on the button
, he had it open in less than a second and then slowly, so he could savor it, he inched the zipper down, listening to each tooth rasp open—fuck, she was gorgeous.  He wasn’t sure he’s survive this, it had been a year for him, it was really all he could do right now to not embarrass himself and come in his pants like a fourteen year old kid.  “Lift your hips, help me out here.” She did and he peeled the jeans down slowly, throwing them over his shoulder and onto the growing pile of clothes on the floor.

“Oh my sweet girl, you are exquisite, that green against your pale milky skin, so beautiful.
  The same green of your beautiful eyes. I just want to spend a whole day licking each freckle to see if they all taste like strawberries like your sweet kisses do.”  Sliding his hands up her legs, he came up to lie on his side next to her, his mouth close to her ear. “Did you buy these for me, Cora?” Placing his hand over her mound and the emerald lace covering her soft curls, he could feel the heat and moisture.

She bit her bottom lip and nodded her head, apparently having lost the power of speech.

“And is this for me too? All this heat?  Are you wet for me, sweet girl?” His lips were on her ears and his hand pressing her mound, his finger so close to that bundle of nerves begging for his touch, begging for release.

“Yes,” she gasped, “All for you Daniel, always for you.”

He sprinkled the side of her face and neck with more kisses. He was possessed, her heat, the smell of her skin, of her arousal. He wasn’t one who usually went for the dirty talk but he was beyond his rational mind at that point. “I’ve been wondering, Cora, did you go home that night, you know the night when you got the email from me that you’d printed, did you go home that night and touch yourself?  Were you this wet for me even though I wasn’t there next to you?”  He moved his finger to slide along the lace edge of her boy shorts, so close to her entrance, sliding it just under the edge, up and down the outer labia, her breathing now coming in shallow pants.

“Yes
,” almost a whisper; her whole existence was centered on his fingers and how very close they were to her aching need for him.  If she shifted, turned a little to the right, he’d be there, and she’d likely shoot off like a rocket, but she kept as still as she could, she wanted him to take charge of this tonight.

“You want to know what I did that night
, Cora? I came home and took a shower and stroked myself until I came, your name wrenched from my lips in a shout of pure bliss. But it wasn’t enough, when I laid in bed that night I thought of you and I was so hard for you I couldn’t sleep. So I gave up trying and imagined you, here in my room, on your knees in front of me, your beautiful strawberry glossed lips wrapped around my cock, my hands tangled in your hair as you took me into you deeper and deeper.” He had no idea where this was coming from but she was responding, so he was going with it.

His fingers slide further under
the lace, and he slides his middle finger up the very slick seam of her labia.

“So wet for me
, girl. You were on your knees for me, and you were wild for me, and when I came, I shot like a rocket, and it went on and on. I can’t remember the last time I came so hard, and it was you, all because in my mind it was you who made me come.”  As he said those words the tip of his finger found the hood of her clitoris, and started to massage around the hood in big circles, getting smaller, going faster until he was stroking that sweet spot of hers. As he uttered the last word, she screamed his name and arched off the bed as orgasm overtook her, her entire body shaking against him.

Pulling her close
, he slowly widened his circles to bring her down from her climax. God, she was so beautiful when she came, the look on her face was pure bliss. It made him feel like a super hero.  If they stopped right now, he would be content having given her so much pleasure, her name on his lips would sustain him for days, weeks even, it was so much better than he’d even imagined it would be.  She was trembling beside him and he pulled his hand from her mound, and wrapped both arms around her and held her, kissing her softly as her shuddering subsided.

When her breathing became even again
, he held her chin and kissed her lips.  “Hey there.”

“Hey yourself
.” It was all she could do to form those two words. 

“That was worth every penny I paid for this house.”
He chuckled as he leaned in and kissed the tip of her nose.  “Knowing I was the only one to hear you make those noises… there’s something to be said for not having roommates.  Did you really buy this for me?” he asked as he ran his fingers over the edge of the lace.

“Yup
.”

“I’m glad I didn’t know these were here before dinner, we never would have eaten.” He leaned in and placed small kisses along the edges of the lace.

“Well than I’m definitely glad you didn’t know what I had on under my dress on Friday night, or that day in the conference room for that matter.”  She smiled up at him, still warm to her toes and feeling just a little brazen, her hand, her fingers, roaming over every inch of skin she could reach.

“Oh now you have to tell me
, Cora, I’m begging you. This is New England, I’ve got lots of cold nights ahead, help a fella out.” Her touch, so light, almost tentative was wreaking havoc on his control.