To Mend a Broken Heart (21 page)

“You’re so hot,” he groans, closing his eyes, “And see how we fit? Like we were made for each other. Joined together like this, this is how I want to be.”

He begins to move, slowly at first then a little faster, a little deeper. My inner walls clench around him, not able to get enough of him. I move slightly and he gets the idea. He flips us over so I’m on top of him, so I can control the depth and pace. I rise off him then sink back down slowly, relishing the feeling of him. His hand comes up and traces my nipple with his thumb.

“You’re beautiful. The most beautiful woman in the world.” his eyes are hungry and needy.

“And you’re gorgeous and unbelievably handsome.” I smile, leaning over him and resting my hands on either side of his head as I begin to rotate my hips.

“Kiss me, Katie.”

I oblige, how can I not? His tongue sneaks past my lips and brushes against mine, moving almost at the same pace as our joined bodies. He moves his hands to my hips, guiding me how he needs me, as I find what I need too. Suddenly and without warning, he thrusts up harder into me, hitting a spot that sends bolts of pleasure through my body.

We both lose ourselves to one another, both chasing our own release. When I tense above him, Daniel watches me, his blue eyes are the last thing I see before I close my eyes and yell out his name, the intensity of my orgasm taking me by surprise. As I try to prolong my release, not ready for it to be over yet, Daniel thrusts once more then the tiniest of groans escapes from his lips. I open my eyes, wanting to see him the moment he gives himself over to his climax. He is beautiful, his blue eyes shining a darker blue than usual, his teeth sinking into his perfect lower lip, his cheeks have the most beautiful pink flush to them and his chest rises and falls with each harsh breath he takes.

“I love you.” I pant, collapsing onto his chest.

“And I love you.”

Chapter Nineteen

“Do you have enough space?” Daniel asks as he stretches his legs out into the aisle now everyone is seated.

“I have small legs, I have plenty.” I grin.   

“I can't believe you're coming with me,” he smiles his breathtaking smile and squeezes my hand, “This is what dreams are made of.”

“Thank you for inviting me.”

“There is no one I would rather have with me, Katie. Especially not after the last few weeks.”

The last few weeks have been incredible. More than incredible actually. The more time Daniel and I spend together, the closer we become. Our relationship has moved on from friendship to lovers and beyond. I feel happier than I have in a long time, a sense of calm and happiness filling my heart. We are both adjusting to our new roles in each other's lives but it’s exciting and it feels completely and utterly right. When I went to Ginny’s for coffee and poured my heart out to her, she told me, like she has so many times before, that I deserved to be happy and Richard would say the same.

I hold on to Daniel’s hand as the plane speeds up and takes flight, the butterflies in my stomach over more than the fact we are fast climbing thousands of feet in the air. I’m going to New York, somewhere I’ve always dreamed of going and I’m going with Daniel. It doesn’t seem possible, but the heat radiating from him and his hand in mine tells me it is. I rest my head on his shoulder and sigh, content and happy where I am right now. I didn’t think I’d ever be able to say that again and I am so thankful I am.

“What is the first thing you want to do when we get there?” Daniel asks, resting his head on mine.

“Have coffee and go to Central Park.” I smile, just thinking about it.

“It’s going be freezing there you know? Probably covered in snow too?”

“It sounds perfect to me.”

“I thought you didn’t do ice?”

“I don’t do ice skating, snow is completely different.”

We settle in for the flight and I must drift off because I’m soon being woken softly by Daniel’s lips on mine, his mouth murmuring that the breakfast is here. I open my eyes sleepily just as Daniel reaches over and puts the little table on the back of the seat in front of me down. I’m asked what I’d like to eat and passed a tray. Suddenly ravenous and desperate for a coffee I lift the little foil lid on the food and sniff, it doesn’t smell bad as airplane food goes. I leave it to cool a little and eat the fruit and yoghurt first.

“These are awful.” Daniel whispers, holding his Danish pastry up to my lips.

“Of course they are, no one makes pastries like you do, what did you really expect?” I chuckle taking a bite then frowning, “They are awful.”

“We need a coffee to wash the taste away.” he looks around and smiles when he sees the stewardess coming towards us with what I guess is coffee.

“Would you like coffee?” she asks, smiling.

“Please.” Daniel smiles back.

I watch her, watch Daniel. Her eyes roaming over his face then down over his body as she pours the coffee into his cup. I don’t blame her, he is gorgeous, I’d be looking if I was her. When she finishes pouring Daniel a cup, he places his cup on my tray then holds mine to be filled too. Coffees poured, the stewardess moves to the passengers behind us. I put in the little squidgy milk sachet and take a sip. It isn’t so bad. Daniel takes another bite of his pastry and grimaces, then takes another mouthful of his coffee. Reaching up, I turn his face to me and press a kiss to his lips. His hand comes up and threads through my hair as he slips his tongue into my mouth. It’s still hot from the coffee and he tastes delicious.

“I think the pastry tastes better from you,” I grin pulling back, “Or maybe it’s just you.”

“I’d say the same, coffee tastes incredible from your lips.” his voice was a little husky, his eyes a little hooded.

“Let’s finish our breakfast shall we? We’ve got a
long
flight ahead of us.”

He flashes me his breathtaking smile, a smile that tells me he understands. There’s no point getting all hot and bothered right now, we can’t do anything and it will be torture for both of us to keep this going. After we’ve eaten and everything has been collected, we both settle back to read. Daniel refused to buy an eReader, telling me, reading was about feeling the paper under your finder tips. I tried to explain that carrying books got heavy, I could have thousands of books in my hand in one lightweight device, whereas he could only have one, but he told me he had muscles so he’d best use them. The flight goes quickly and pretty soon there is only an hour left. Daniel puts his book down and wraps his arm around me, pulling me closer to him. Laying his cheek on the top of my head, he reaches down for my hand and laces our fingers together.

“I have to shoot some photos tomorrow.” he whispers.

“Okay.. How long for?”

“Probably all day, but then I’ll have a few days before the next, I’m sorry, Katie.” he sighs.

“Hey, it’s okay. This is a working trip. I can find things to do, I’ll be in the most magical city in the world, Daniel. I’ll be fine.”

“I know, but I wanted to show you, I wanted to explore with you.”

“And you will. You tell me the things you’re desperate to do with me and I won’t do them.” he pulls my face up to his and presses a kiss to my lips.

“You want me to tell you all the things I’m desperate to do with you? Right now? Surrounded by so many people?” he murmurs against my lips.

“Why do I get a feeling, you’re not talking about The Empire State Building?” I grin.

“That would be because I’m not.” he presses his lips back to mine and slowly, slips his tongue into my mouth.

I forget where I am for a while, linking my hands around his neck, pulling him to me, allowing him to stroke his tongue against mine as I do the same to his. I finally pull back when the lady sitting next to me asks if she can get up and go to the loo. Daniel’s cheeks are gorgeously flushed when we pull apart and his eyes are darker blue. I stand and so does Daniel, letting our neighbour out. When I go to sit down, Daniel pulls me down into his lap and I giggle.

“We’ve still got at least two hours before we get to the hotel, behave yourself!” he half growls at me.

“Me? I haven’t done anything!”

“You’re near me, that’s enough.” he chuckles.

Quicker than I thought we would be, we’re leaving the plane and heading to immigration. We have our fingerprints and a photo taken before being welcomed to America and wished a happy stay. It’s all very efficient and I’m impressed. Waiting for our bags, my phone bleeps with a message. Knowing who it will be, I fish it out and look at the screen.

Ginny:
Have the most amazing time beautiful, I can’t wait to hear all about it! Don’t think of anything other than what you’re going see next, where you’re going to eat and that handsome devil you’re with. Love you MILLIONS. X

* * *

“You’re on the thirty-second floor. If you go to your right, you’ll see the elevators. Can we help you with your bags?” the guy behind the counter asks as we check in.

“No thank you, I’ve got them.” Daniel smiles.

“Enjoy your stay Mr and Mrs Lambert, if we can help with anything, please let us know.”

I don’t correct him, I just smile and say thank you. While we’re waiting by the lifts to take us to our floor, I catch Daniel giving me sideways glances, knowing what he’s thinking, I reach over and take his hand.

“I wonder what our room is like?” I ask him.

“I guess we’ll find out in a minute.” he smiles as the lift doors open.

We climb in and press our floor. The lift begins to move at a speed I didn’t think one could. When we stop moving and I step out into the hallway, I sway a little. I don’t think I’ve ever been up so high and I feel a little dizzy. Daniel wraps an arm around my waist to steady me and chuckles in my ear.

“Come on, let’s go find our room.”

He leads me down the corridor until we find our room. He slips the key in the door then pushes it open. We step in and I gasp. Our room overlooks the 9/11 Memorial and we can see for miles. I turn excitedly to Daniel and find him just standing watching me with a huge smile on his face. He walks forward and I leap into his arms, burying my face in his neck, I breathe him in.

“I can’t believe I’m here.” I whisper, feeling suddenly overwhelmed with everything.

“I can’t believe you’re here with me.” he breathes back.

“Thank you, Daniel. Thank you for making one of my dreams come true.”

He doesn’t say anything, just kisses me softly and squeezes me tighter to him. Desperately needing to wash away the journey, I head into the shower and freshen up. Twenty minutes later, we’re walking out of the hotel and into Starbucks for coffee. When we’ve had a much needed caffeine fix, we head to the subway to go to Central Park. It’s exciting and Daniel navigates likes a New Yorker, clearly knowing where he’s going after being here before. When we exit the subway at our stop, we come out opposite the famous Dakota building. I stand and stare at it for a little while, before I feel Daniel squeeze my hand and nod in the direction of the park entrance.

We walk into the park and I grin, I can’t help it. I’m in Central Park! This morning I woke up in England and now I’m in New York. Life is incredible sometimes. Daniel seems to know where he wants to go, leading us to the most beautiful fountain I’ve ever seen. There are people milling around despite the bitter cold. We walk down the steps and closer to the fountain. To the left of us an old man is walking hand in hand with his wife, both of them wrapped up against the cold.

“Dance with me?” Daniel holds out his hand and stops moving.

“Here?” I ask a little shocked.

“Yes.  Right here.”

“But we don't have any music, Daniel and everyone will be looking.”

“We don't need music, we make our own. The music that beats within our hearts. The music that courses through my veins and pounds in my ears every time you're near me.”

I shiver right where I stand, his words washing over me and causing my blood to heat. He steps forward, right in the middle of Central Park and holds out his hands to me. I step into his embrace and he pulls me flush against him. It’s cold yet I can feel his body heat through his jacket. Tilting my head up, I look into his blue eyes.

“Your words… Do you have any idea what they do to me?” I whisper so only Daniel can hear me.

“Do you have any idea what you do to me?” he answers my question with one of his own.

“You didn’t answer my question.” I smile, raising my hand to his face.

“You didn’t answer mine.” he smirks.

“Are we playing this game?” I roll my eyes.

“No. I have no idea what my words do to you. Tell me?”

“It’s below freezing out here and I’m feeling flushed. My pulse is racing, that’s what your words do to me.” I hold his face in my hands and look into his blue eyes.

“It is freezing out here, yet…” he dips his head to my neck and inhales, “Strangely enough, I don’t feel cold at all.”

“Let’s walk, before one of us decides to forget sight seeing and go and test out the huge bed waiting for us in the hotel room.” I wink at him, grabbing his hand and pulling him in the direction I want to explore.

When we arrive back to the hotel, my feet are aching and I can’t feel my nose or fingers. Daniel’s cheeks are pink from the cold and he has the biggest grin on his face. Alone in the lift rapidly climbing up the thirty-two floors he pulls me to him.

“Can we shower together when we get back to our room? Then can we order room service?”

“You don’t want to go out?”

“I’m exhausted, we’ve been up for hours. Since we got here, we haven’t stopped. I last ate three hours ago. I’m cold, tired and I’ve been unable to properly worship you since we left England. I’m about ready to explode if I don’t get to make love to you in the next ten minutes.” he groans into my ear.

“Okay then,” I grin, tilting my head to the side, “Let’s do all of those things.”

After ordering room service, we shower together, taking time to show our love for each other in gentle caresses and soft kisses. When we stumble out of the shower and into bed, Daniel wastes no time in proving to me just how much he wants me. Surrounded by pillows and the New York skyline as our lights we both find the release we’ve been craving. After filing our tummies with the most delicious food I’ve ever had in a hotel, we fall asleep, wrapped in each other, smiles on our faces. Content and happy.

* * *

I wake up in the comfiest bed, wrapped in the softest sheets, surrounded by the most delicious scent and the warmest skin pressed to my bare back. I smile and snuggle a little closer, not wanting to wake a still sleeping Daniel. Yesterday had been incredible, I run through the events in my head. Walking hand in hand through Central Park, Daniel pulling me to him and dancing with me around the fountain as people walked past, smiles on their faces, some stoping to watch, one curious teenager even recording us on their phone. Finding the little organic café hidden in the centre, almost like a hidden gem. It was incredible absorbing the culture and people. Having room service in bed after showering together, making love to him with the lights from the city streaming through the windows. It was incredible. I feel the moment he wakes up, he moves forward and buries his head into my neck, inhaling then letting out a satisfied sigh. I link our fingers together and bring them up to my lips in greeting.