Megan writes: Okay, this is the sequel to One Dozen Roses. I hope that everyone likes it, and particular thanks to Heather to all her support. It feels great to be writing again, it feels like forever!!
Rating: PG-13
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Michelle drew pink silk robe closer to her body, and smiled as her eyes caught the crystal vase placed at the center of the table in their hotel suite. Twelve hours later, her dozen roses were just as beautiful as when she had received them at work this morning. Perhaps that was because when she looked at them she what each one stood for.
The sound of the balcony door sliding open cleared Michelle's thoughts.
Danny crossed the room to catch his wife up into his bare arms.
"Good evening, sexy."
He smiled down into her eyes, knowing she would hit him if she knew the extent of the lecherous things that were running though his head at just that moment. "What do you think of our anniversary suite?" His eyes strayed over to the large four-poster bed.
Michelle smiled back, ignoring the direction of her husband's eyes, and thoughts. She knew just what his thoughts were centered on.
"I am just Pilar agreed to take the children. They love spending time with her."
"I am glad she did too, it leaves us free to explore so many possibilities."
Danny reached forward to tug at the belt of Michelle's robe, only to meet her stubborn resistance.
"Oh no, Mr. Santos. No reward for you."
Danny looked at Michelle, puzzled.
Smiling seductively, Michelle secured her robe. "You promised to beg for forgiveness tonight for all the memories you forgot. You promised to beg, in bed�"
With that declaration she shoved him playfully into the plush bedding.
"You have my permission to begin the begging, right now."
Danny grinned up at his wife from his submissive position and laughed.
"Oh honey, I can beg with the best of them, you've taught me that skill."
Michelle fell, none to gracefully, into the bed next to him.
"So skill away dear, skill away."
Danny reached over to run his fingers through her hair.
"Well, lets see Michelle�. One dozen years�.one dozen roses�.and to beg for forgiveness�one dozen kisses."
"Oh, good start," breathed his warden.
Danny first brought his lips to the top of her forehead.
"The first kiss is for the way you make me laugh at everything, even myself."
He then trailed his lips down to her temple.
"The second kiss is for how you cling to me at night, and never let go until the alarm wakes you up.
Danny then brought his lips to just above hers, paused for a moment, and then drew away. "We'll save that one for later."
Michelle brought her head up to kiss him on her own, but he playfully pushed her back down. "I said later Michelle"
"Not to much later I hope," she grinned. "Keep going"
Danny continued his tasks, and kissed her chin.
"This third kiss is for that stubborn chin of yours. Somehow, over twelve years, we have taught each other compromise."
He then brought his lips to the hollow of her throat.
"The fourth kiss is for that night on our honeymoon that we made love on the balcony.
Danny then paused again, stopping to look at her robe. Seemingly satisfied with what he saw, he brought his lips right between her breast. "This kiss is for how sexy you look in pink."
Then, before Michelle could protest, Danny took his teeth, and undid the tie to her robe, so that it fell in puddles at her sides. Looking MUCH more satisfied with what he saw, his lips tenderly touched her belly button.
"The sixth kiss is for how much sexier you look in nothing at all."
This time the only protest Danny heard from Michelle was a soft whimper, so he continued on.
Now his lips touched the tiny hollow where hip met leg.
"The seventh kiss is for how delicately you remind me everyday that I can always work to better myself."
Danny's lips continued on to the inside of her thigh.
"The eighth kiss is because somehow I know you will keep me running after you until the day I die.
Silence from his oh so willing subject.
He then brought his lips to tenderly touch the top of her knee.
"This kiss is for all the love you give our children, all the hurts you make better, and the family we have made.
Grinning, he then brought his lips to the tips of her manicured feet. "The tenth kiss is for all the time you yelled at me to kiss your big toe. Now I am honey, but it won't ever happen again."
Husband and wife locked eyes from opposite ends of the bed, and shared their secret smile.
"Two more, Mr. Santos. Don't stop there."
"Oh I wasn't," Danny whispered.
Now he crawled seductively back to the top of the bed, pausing to bring his lips to the top of Michelle's hand.
"The eleventh kiss is for the way you run your fingers through my hair, knowing exactly how much that makes me want you.
Finally, Danny brought returned his lips to right above his wife's, and after giving her his most debauched grin; he brought his lips passionately to hers for one brief second, and then broke away.
"That final kiss is for how much I love you Michelle. God, how I love you."
Smiling into her eyes he inquired,"So, am I forgiven?"
Totally," breathed Michelle.
This time when his wife returned her lips to his, he didn't argue.
THE END