Surviving Valentine (10 page)

“Am I interrupting anything?” Dairen was standing beside the doorjam holding a big bowl with to spoons in it. “Nope, everything just smells so good. Like you.” He smiled, and I melted.  He strides over to the bed, I sat up against the headboard as he hands me the bowl. Mm Ice cream. He scoops a little in the spoon and holds it in front of my mouth. I came closer and stuck my tongue out and licked the spoon before putting it in my mouth. Mm French vanilla.  I flicked my gaze to his. His eyes were dark and held so much heat in them. I picked up the other spoon and did the same to him.  He closed his mouth over the spoon and I felt drenched already. My body was heating up. I don’t think I would ever get enough of him. I just wanted as much as I could get. “Lay down on your back.” He whispered. My stomach turned to butterflies with the anticipation of what he had planned.

After lying down, he slowly and tantalizingly pulled the comforter down to expose my breasts and stomach. His eyes grew hungry, and not for ice cream. He scooped up a little bit of ice cream. My nerves were going crazy trying to figure out what he was going to do. He very slowly placed the backside of the spoon in the dip where my throat and collarbone met. Holy shit it’s cold! I shivered. He moved the spoon over my chest, melted ice cream leaking out onto my skin. Goosebumps rose over my body, my nipples hardened like diamonds. I was so excited! He continued to drag the spoon across my skin until he reached my navel. He let the rest of it fill my naval. He placed the spoon and bowl on the nightstand before leaning over me. He snaked his tongue over the spots where the melted ice cream saturated my skin. “Mm French vanilla.” My body shuddered with pleasure. He licked and sucked every part the ice cream was. Then dipped his tongue into my naval and lapped up the rest of what was left of the ice cream.  I let out a soft moan. This was amazing. I’ve never had a guy tease me so much. Usually it was BAM BAM and we are done. Not Darien. He was taking his time with me and I loved it! I needed more.

I sat up and straddled him, pressing his back onto the bed. “My turn.” He smiled and raised his arms to rest his head on his hands. “Do whatever you want to me.” I gathered the bowl; most of the ice cream was starting to melt. I scooped up some and started my very own treasure map on his chest. I traced his Pecs, and every hard ridge of his stomach. I made a little down detour to the V then dumped the rest in his naval. He licked his lips in anticipation. I started at the top and worked my way over every hard muscle of his. I could do this all day, just explore his body. During my tongue exploration I noticed a scar on his left shoulder. I traced it with my fingers then kissed it. “Where did you get this one?” it looked a lot like mine. “A bad guy got me with his bayonet. I had to go through 5 months rehab to get my shoulder back to normal range of motion.” I kissed it again. Wishing I could take away all the pain he went through. I went back to ridding his skin of the delicious French vanilla that was clinging to him. Licking up every last drop, I could feel how hard he was beneath me. I never knew a guy that could go again so soon. But I guess he already blasted all of my expectations of what it was like with him. I decided to roll my hips over him, back and forth over his erection. He groaned, and brought his hands to my hips to press me into him further. I know it was probably way past midnight and we should get sleep, but I wanted this. I wanted to make this last all night. I pressed my sticky chest to his, skin against skin. His hands ran up my back, one hand came to the nape of my neck and pulled my mouth to his. He tasted of ice cream. It was so delicious as his tongue caressed mine. I bit and sucked his lower lip, he growled. I was completely soaked and he was so hard as I moved over him. His hip lifted to get more pressure. I lifted up and placed him at my center. Our gazed locked on each other as I sank down onto him. My body still shuddered trying to accommodate his size. He filled me like he was made for me. Slowly I rose up and came back down. “Fuck baby, you are so good.” I liked it when he called me baby. I found a good rhythm to ride him to. He was thrust his hips up to meet mine as I came down on him. We were perfectly in sync. I moved up and down, and back and forth.

As I moved on him I found the perfect spot and I couldn’t help myself to keep going until I was suddenly over that cliff again and came so hard on him. My insides clenched him; I could barely keep moving it was such an amazing orgasm. He sensed my need for assistance and grabbed my hips to continue moving me over him. “Oh Darien!” My toes curled and my eyes closed with the intensity of this feeling. It was pure euphoric bliss. As I the waves of pleasure started to decrease Darien rolled over taking me with him so I was under him. He started driving into me, pulling my legs over his shoulders and “OH FUCK!”I screamed as I exploded again! My feet pressing into his shoulders, toes curling, his movements became frantic. This was so much. Every nerve in my body was going crazy from what he was doing to me. He rammed me harder, and deeper than anything I could have imagined. He groaned out a slew of curses and incoherent murmurs as he came. Filling me with his warmth. I felt so claimed, and I really wanted to be claimed by this man. My legs dropped from his shoulders, they felt like jell-o. I felt amazing.

He leaned down and kissed me so softly. I could definitely get used to this. He rolled over to the side of me and pulled me in close, I nestled myself in his nook. “So what next?” He  breathed out as he kissed the top of my head. “A nice hot shower would be nice. I feel a little sticky.” I said. “Ok, let’s go get wet.” He scooped me up and carried me into the bathroom. He turned on the water without putting me down. Still carrying me he stepped into the spray of the shower. I pressed my lips to his wet neck. Water droplets were gliding over his body. I wiggled down from him and grabbed the soap. I wanted to wash him. I ran the soapy lather all over his amazing form. He really was a freaking god, no man is that perfect. He took the soap from me and returned the favor of washing me. Taking more time in a few areas of course. I washed off the soap and turned around to see him staring at me like he wanted to eat me. “You couldn’t be ready to go again.”I questioned him then I looked down and oh my god, He was hard. “Oh on the contrary love, I don’t think I will ever be done with you.” I knew how he felt.

He ran his hands over my breasts, teasing me. Ah I needed him again, now!  He saw the fire in my eyes, and pinned my body against the wall with his. The tiles of the wall were cool, but my body was on fire with need. He lifted me up by my ass and impaled me against the wall. “OH God yes!”  I felt like a live wire, I could come at any second with him. He started driving into me. Fucking me against the wall. I’ve never been fucked before him and I already was addicted. I couldn’t hold out any longer. My body shook and exploded right there on the wall. It felt like a damn earthquake was going off in my body. I cried out, well maybe screamed was probably more the word I would use. He shattered along with me, his body trembled. His cock pulsed as he came inside me.  I wiggled down his wet body before we fell. He pushed the hair out of my face and kissed me all over. I was beginning to love this part after sex. He doted me in loving kisses, and I soaked them all in.

We turned off the water and began drying each other off. Neither one of us said a word to each other. We didn’t need to; it was a silent understanding of oh my god that was amazing. I went back and snuggled in his bed, he joined me. He wrapped his arm around me as I settled into my nook. Yes I was claiming his nook. “Oh wait I said music too. Do you have your phone or ipod with you?” Hmm thinking was a little hard at the moment, did I?  “I think I do in my purse downstairs.” I get up and went to his dresser and pulled out a big t-shirt of his. He gave a very satisfactory groan as he took in the sight of me in his shirt. “You look so fucking hot in my shirt.” I did a twirl to give him a better view then ran downstairs to grab my iPod.

My purse was by the front door, right where I figured it would be. I grabbed the device and headed back to the warm bed. I handed him the device as he plugged it into a set of speakers. We settled back into each other as music slowly filled the room. First Iris, from the Goo Goo Dolls came on. I was slowly starting to get tired as we laid there just listening to music. It was so comfortable. The next song that came on caught my attention. Kiss me by Ed Sheeran. I listened to the lyrics and was stunned. I loved this song but somehow now I found it very fitting. They were beautiful words for how I was starting to feel.

Settle down with me, cover me up, cuddle me in

Lie down with me, and hold me in your arms, your hearts against my chest. Your lips pressed to my neck.

I’m falling for your eyes, but they don’t know me yet. And with this feeling I’ll forget, I’m in love now

Kiss me like you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved, you wanna be loved.

This feels like falling in love, falling in love, we’re falling in love.

I wouldn’t have believed it but I think I am definitely falling in love with this man. He is everything I need and more. I knew I was creating my own heart break by falling for him. Too late now. I closed my eyes and listened to the rest of my song for him.  He turned his head towards me and whispered in my hair. “I really like this song.” I tried not to over analyze what that could mean and decided to just enjoy this moment with him. He hugged me tighter and I felt loved. I drifted off into a peaceful sleep with those feelings.

Chapter 14

Darien

Even though I was exhausted from previous events I still couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want everything that happened between us to be a dream and wake up. I held Scarlet as she fell asleep in my arms listening to a song I would say was my song to her after hearing it.  I never wanted this to end. Hours passed, light started to enter the room from the windows. She rested so soundly all night. Time to wake her up! I slowly rolled her under me and cradled myself in between her legs. I started kissing her sensitive neck, while dragging my hard cock across her wet center. I guess someone had a very nice dream. She started making sweet murmurs, her eyes still closed. I intertwined my hands with hers and brought them out beside us. “If this is a dream don’t wake me.” Her words were laced with sleep. “This is real.” I whispered into the spot behind her ear having more meaning than one. This is the real thing for me. She moaned and turned her head to find my lips. She tasted like sweet French vanilla; it was the only flavor I had wanted since I saw her. My body came to life, every touch felt like an explosion of blissful sensations.

Our kisses started off slow, and then started to grow into full on wanton. Seeing my shirt on her made me feel possessive, like she was mine.  But it had to go. We moved around until I drew the shirt over her head, exposing her beautiful chest. She opened her eyes and we were staring at each other for what seemed like forever. “Darien, I need you.” That is what every man wanted to hear. I growled, and then entered her in one quick thrust. Her back arched off the bed. I bent down and brought my mouth to any part of her skin I could get. Gliding in and out, letting my body do what it wanted. Her head was thrashing from side to side as she moaned. I knew the feeling, I felt like thrashing around she felt so good wrapped around me. She wrapped her legs around me, taking me deeper. She was staring up at me through hooded eyes. She was exquisite. Her eyes glazed over as her sheath started its death grip on me. Fuck I was lost. Her waves of pleasure crashed over her, I couldn’t hold back any longer. We cried out together as our releases claimed us.  I lowered myself down and settled my head in between her neck and shoulder. Our breathing and heart beats started to slow. “Now that was one hell of a wake up.”  We both laughed at her statement.

I rose to kiss her. “Do you want some tea? Breakfast?” She smiled that bring a man to his knees smile at me. “Tea sounds good, I’m going to have to go take care of Roxy soon.” I kissed her quickly again. “Alright I’ll go start you some hot water so we can get the day started.”  She grabbed my shirt again to put on. I was going to have to give her a few of them just so I could see them on her all the time. I shoved on a pair of sweats and headed down the stairs. I really enjoyed our mornings together. I got the water going and started the coffee pot.  She sauntered down the stairs a few minutes later. She was definitely something. “So I was thinking after breakfast I need to take Roxy for a walk, would you like to join me?” I’m glad she wasn’t trying to end our time together after what all happened. I was nowhere near being done with her “Sounds good, what would you like for breakfast, I have eggs, cereal, and um I think that is it.” I say as I look through my cabinets. I really only ate eggs for breakfast most of the time. High protein. “Umm… Cereal sounds good.” Nice. I grabbed a bowl and got her all set up with her tea and cereal. She sighed in contentment. We enjoy our cereal together, afterwards I put on a shirt and shoes and we grab her stuff, then walk over to her house so she could get dressed and grab Roxy. I’m glad there are no other houses by us; I would seriously hurt someone if they saw her walking to her house in just my t-shirt. She has to be cold though.

She unlocks the door, feeds Roxy and runs upstairs to get dressed.  Things felt so natural with her. I was just staring out her back door towards the shoreline when she came back down the stairs, dressed in jeans, and tight green sweater. My eyes raked over her. She was so beautiful. “Ok, Roxy let’s go for a walk.”  She spoke to the dog. The dog ran out the door as we trailed behind after locking up the house. We were walking a lot closer than last time; well a lot of things have changed. Could it really only have been a few days since our last walk. Our hands brushed against each other as we walked. I shrugged to myself. Why the hell not? I wanted to do everything with Scarlet, all that notebook shit you see people do. I gently grabbed Scarlet’s hand and held it, my thumb rubbing back and forth over hers. She looked at our joined hands, then to my face. Her eyes lit up, and I could tell she was trying to not make a big deal out of it but really she was happy. “Soo.” She said. “So” I said back. She giggled. I loved that sound. I yanked her arm lightly so her body ended up crashing into mine. She looked up at me with questioning eyes. “I really enjoyed last night, I don’t want it to end, as long as that is ok with you?” I asked her. She answered me by kissing me. Thank God! I’m not sure what I would have done if she decided it was too weird or something and wanted to be done. I wasn’t ready to make decisions about what would happen after my leave. I wanted to enjoy my time with this girl who owned me.