Picture Perfect
Part 3
By LNJ
Rating: NC-17
"Michelle, will you marry me?"
She stopped dead in her tracks and looked around nervously for the girls. They had disappeared, probably to Taylor's room. Michelle was in the process of removing Danny's dessert and coffee dishes when she heard him. Her breast was level with his mouth, for she was still leaning toward the dishes.
Danny had said that to her in all innocence, but at that moment, he may as well had meant it. Instead, he whispered, "I only meant that dinner and dessert were excellent. A man loves a woman who can cook."
His breath on her breast as he spoke made her nipples draw tight. She was watching him stare at her obvious arousal.
Danny lifted his eyes to hers. There was desire in them. He lowered his gaze again, raised one hand to her back, while the other cupped that breast. His lips grazed her nipple and she arched. Then his teeth tugged and she moaned.
"Danny…"
It was an invitation. Danny lifted her shirt and feasted on her breast and nipple through her bra. Michelle found herself astride him. She sifted her hands through his curly hair as they met in a fiery kiss. Danny's hands dropped to her waist, then slipped behind to cup her bottom.
He ground her into his arousal as they continued to kiss. Michelle moved her hips helping to intensify the pleasure.
"Please," he groaned, almost begging.
"Yes. Oh God, now."
They hurried to her bedroom, removing clothes with lightning speed. Their need was so great that there was no time for foreplay.
Disregarding covers and pillows, Danny pushed Michelle on the bed, spread her legs wide, forced her knees back and kept them there by bracing himself on his forearms. He drove into her, pumping, surging deeper and deeper without pausing.
Michelle cried out. It had been so long and it hurt at first. But the blinding pleasure took over and she was soon grabbing at Danny wanting to feel more of him.
He released her legs and put all his weight on her as his hands moved to grip her butt. Danny buried his face in her hair and his manhood in her femininity with more powerful thrusts. She wrapped her legs around his hips and reveled in the feeling of Danny inside of her.
She was tight and he was thick. Their bodies were slick. And when they climaxed, Danny silenced both their screams with a kiss.
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"Are you okay? I'm sorry I was so rough. It's just that once I had you on this bed, I couldn't go slow or slow down once I was inside of you. You felt incredible."
"I'm fine. I, uh…we need to…uh."
When she tried to get up, Danny held her to him. "Michelle, how long has it been?" he asked softly.
Michelle saw the tenderness in his eyes. "Five years."
"Why? You're a beautiful woman. Surely men have tried to date you."
"I wanted to talk to you before we…uh…anyway, I shouldn't have done that. I didn't plan this. Look, we'd better get dressed and back downstairs before the girls come looking for us."
He wouldn't let her move. "The girls know exactly where we are and what we've been doing. They're not kids. And I get the feeling this is what they wanted. Let's have that talk. Now."
There was no easy way to break it to him so she just came right out with it.
"I don't see other men because technically I'm still married."
"Excuse me?" Danny sat up then. "You intimated that you were not married Ms. Lewis," emphasizing Ms.
She let out a long breath. "I married Taylor's father when we were fresh out of high school. We grew up together here and we were expected to marry so we did. Bill and I-"
"Bill Lewis of Lewis Oil?"
"Yes, you know him?"
"Of him. Go on." Danny filed that information away for later. He would check out Bill Lewis. And Lewis Oil probably competed with Spaulding Enterprises on some level."
Michelle continued, "we've been separated for ten years, on and off the first five of those ten years and permanently the last five. That was the last time we were intimate. He works overseas for Lewis Oil. I haven't been with anyone else. And there was no need to get divorced since neither of us ever planned on getting married again. Taylor knows her father and me don't love one another passionately, but we're friends.
"Why me? Why'd you give yourself to me? You don't know me."
"I don't know. And it doesn't matter now. It's over. I'm not good at relationships." She got up and away from the bed before he could stop her and tried to start dressing. "We could try being friends if you'd like to, but this can never happen again."
Danny laughed as he got off the bed and grabbed Michelle from behind as she bent over to pick up clothing. "Oh it's far from over honey. You're the sweetest lover I've ever had. You can cook. Our daughters get along. My first night in Springfield has been nothing short of spectacular. All I've been thinking about since Florida was what a great family we could make. And my marriage proposal still stands."
She whirled around in his arms. "You've go to be kidding! That was said as a joke and like you said, I don't know you!"
"Fine. Let's get dressed and check on the girls." He looked down at her trembling breasts and back into her eyes. "We'll finish this conversation later. I plan to get to know you and you me. I want to know what with wrong in your marriage and tell you about mine. You'll file for divorce. The girls will be thrilled that we're dating and-"
"We are not-"
"And you need to realize that I don't give up on something I want. You're mine now."
"I'm not some company that's about to go bankrupt. I don't need you."
He smiled lazily. "No? Well I need you. Taylor needs a father figure that's here. Lauren needs someone like you in her life."
"But, I don't need-"
He cut her off with a deep kiss, molding her against his body sensually. He looked down at her trembling body and erect nipples.
"You may not need me, but you sure as hell want me."