In the rarest of events, as soon as Wren started to go off, shivering under me, I felt myself start to go, pulsing inside her. She clamped her feet around my ass and squeezed, taking it all from me and riding out my entire orgasm, and it was not for the faint of heart.
Afterward, I kept myself braced above her on my elbow and kissed the tip of her nose, allowing us to linger this way, coming down, until I rolled to the other side and gathered the woman of all my fantasies into my arms.
“Whoa,” she stated, and I could see a smile tugging at her lips in my periphery.
“Whoa is right. Now, tell me you’re going to spend the night in here so we can whoa again…”
She didn’t answer, just burrowed in closer and dozed for a beat before slipping out of the bed, commenting, “I’m just going to clean up for more whoa, if that’s what the kids are calling it these days.”
Shite, I am in trouble…
Wren
Iwoke in a strange bed, coming to slowly, wondering what my hair looked like and expecting Daniel to be off somewhere. Except he was lying next to me, his eyes open and focused on my formerly sleeping body.
“Morning,” I grumbled.
His hand shifted over my hip. “Morning to you.”
“Today’s my last full day here,” I announced. I wasn’t sure if it was a warning or a proclamation, but the memory of the night before, imprinted in my brain, and the reality of my living in Boston converged, making today feel ominous.
“Sadly.” He leaned close and ran his lips across my forehead.
“Back to reality.” It was a whisper but loomed large like an elephant in the savanna.
“Let’s not spoil today over it. I have a small surprise…”
“You do?” I said it as tauntingly as I could make out, and it came out somewhat garbled and partly sexy.
This version of Daniel was as playful as the younger one; it was refreshing. I’d had plenty of dates with stiff doctors and other professionals. There were never any surprises and very few laughs.
“Well, I do want to spend a good amount of time in bed. But Ryan is on set, and he invited you to visit. He thought you might like a tour of the back lot and his trailer, and he wanted to introduce you to the cast. They’re putting the finishing touches on the movie he was shooting in New Hampshire.”
“Really?” I sat up and felt my eyes widen. “That’s so cool. My God.” I took a pause and ran a hand through my hair. I hadn’t slept with a cap on, and it felt a mess. “I sound like a teenager, but when does a girl from Boston get to be on a movie set?”
“Today,” Daniel answered matter-of-factly.
“This is so exciting. One sec.” I jumped out of bed, holding up my pointer finger. “Nature, and my breath.” I hinted to my adventure.
All Daniel did was nod and say, “Hurry back.”
I did make it quickly, right back into Daniel’s arms for round two of the night before. His lips made their way down my neck and over my clavicle, traversing over my breasts and down to my navel until he hit farther south. My soft moans rang in my ears as Daniel brought me to climax not once but twice, slithering his way back up my body and seating himself deep within me.
For two people who hadn’t seen one another in the longest of times and not known one another as full-blown adults, we had found an unparalleled rhythm with one another.
After the crescendo and the cleanup, Daniel held me tightly, kissing the top of my head. “You know, this is offseason for me. I can visit anytime if I’m invited. Actually, I can retire…for a second time,” he said through a quick laugh. “I’ve been out of professional golf for a while, but this golf pro thing was to keep me busy,” he added, solidifying his case.
I felt my head bobbingyesbut couldn’t form the word or make an invitation in the moment. The entire situation was so overwhelming.
“When you’re ready,” he said.
“I’m ready for coffee,” was what I came up with.
“That I can do,” Daniel said, slithering out of bed.
I followed, snatching a robe from the guest room and making my way to the kitchen.
“Mmm,” I purred, taking my first sip.
