Secret Affairs

FIFTEEN

We had done this before. The dance of fire and ice. Daniel and I would go weeks without speaking to each other and then one day we would be consumed by one another.

This was a perfect example of our dysfunctional relationship.

As soon as my bedroom door closed, Daniel was on me like a starved man. He carefully undressed me before he pushed me onto the bed. His lips met mine in a heated kiss, his fingers tangling in my hair pulling me back when I got too hungry. Daniel peppered wet kisses down my jaw, down my neck, down my stomach until he reached my p***y.

I was a panting wanting mess and he hadn’t even done anything to me yet.

Daniel licked my seam causing me to tremble at the contact and then spread my thighs further apart. He had me convulsing under his tongue in mere seconds after coming into contact with my clit.

I didn’t think I was this desperate. I wasn’t sure if it was for him or for the release itself.

He planted soft kisses across my clit while I came down from my high. Right as I thought I had finally calmed down; he began sucking on my nub with a wild abandon that I didn’t recognize from him.

Tugging on his hair I attempted to lift his face up, but he only continued harder. “P—Please I need you.”

Daniel finally granted me a reprieve and settled his body over mine. I hadn’t noticed that he was still fully dressed until one of the buttons from his shirt caught over one of my stiffened n*****s.

“Tell me what you want Ro,” he told me as he began sucking on my neck with long torturous strokes of his tongue.

Once again he lifted his head up long enough for me to get my thoughts in order and remember what it was I really wanted from him. “I want you inside me.”

With one hand he pushed my hair out of my face and planted a sweet kiss over my lips that had me confusing love with lust. I wasn’t sure what I was feeling for this man at the moment. All I knew was that he would take care of me right here, right now.

******

We must have fallen asleep after Daniel finished for the second time because I woke up in his arms with my leg draped over his hip. His hand was rubbing up and down my thigh and my hip pausing to give soft squeezes around my sore muscles.

“How long have you been awake?” I asked him as soon as he caught me staring at him.

“Not long,” he replied. “You look healthy.”

I knew that I had gained a healthy amount of weight, but that didn’t offset the storm that was brewing in my mind. There was so much going on all at once that I felt like I was drowning in a sea of doubt. Everything I thought I knew was wrong. What if my feelings for Daniel were also wrong? What if they were a product of my circumstances?

“I ate a lot on my vacation with Sam,” I answered with a smile. I wasn’t ready to break open the dam, that was my feelings. I would sort through them first and then speak my truth.

Daniel looked at my skeptically then pulled me in closer. His head was aligned with my chest and my leg hooked over his waist. His fingers were skimming dangerously close to slit. As soon as he would come into contact, he would know how wet and needy I still was. “Why were you running?”

“I wasn’t running,” I responded with a gasp as one finger breached my hole.

One hand grasped onto his shoulder in my attempt to hold onto some composure while his hand assaulted my p***y with wondrous strokes. “Sometimes I know you better than you know yourself,” he told me as he added another finger.

My fingers tangled through his blonde hair pulling at the last of my control. All I could get out was a breathy reply, “I just needed to get away.”

Daniel filled his mouth with one of my breasts at the same time he flicked my clit and his fingers were still plunging inside me. I was withering away and he knew it. “I know. Don’t ever let him touch you again.” He bit down on my n****e and yanked back causing me to squirm around his hand while my vision exploded into a million tiny stars.

I watched in fascination as he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked them clean. I think I came again just by watching him do that.

After his little show, it took me a minute to process what Daniel had asked me, or more like ordered me. “What? Mason is like a brother to me.” Not that I owed him any explanation, but my relationship with Mason had always been familial.

Daniel sat up leaning against the headboard and with a shake of his head, he hooked his finger underneath my chin. “You know who I’m talking about,” he whispered with a kiss to my lips.

It then hit me that he actually knew. He knew about Nate. He was talking about staying away from Nathaniel Peters.

Was this the only reason he came here? Was I just some toy to them, that they could fight over me and I wouldn’t get a say? “Did you come here to mark your territory?” I angrily pushed away from him.

Daniel tried pulling me back onto his lap, but I resisted. The covers had fallen and my breasts were exposed. I felt so naked. “If this is the only way I can have you then so be it,” he replied with ease.

Pulling the covers over my chest, I held my head with my other hand. “God I’m so f*****g stupid.” I let myself get swept up in this false sense of security that I didn’t see why he was really here. I was blinded once again by my lust and stupidity. There was no longer any question. I needed to focus on myself and all the sons of a b***h who stole from me.

Getting up from the bed, I dragged the blankets with me into my closet. I could hear Daniel walking up behind me, but I didn’t care. All I wanted to do was get dressed and call Davis for an update.

I turned around to reach for a shirt and I bumped into Daniel’s hard chest. He grabbed onto my shoulders so I wouldn’t stumble back. “Ro?”

I was so furious I was on the verge of tears. “No f**k you Daniel! At least Nate acknowledges he’s an asshole!” I yelled at him. Why was I this hurt? If it were mere lust then it shouldn’t hurt this much. He was using me and I was using him, but this wasn’t the case.

Screams were threatening to spill from my mouth, but they all died down as soon as his lips touched mine. With a swift turn, I was facing my floor length mirror. Daniel’s hand moved up and roughly grabbed my breast, tossing the sheet to the ground.

He leaned down and whispered in my ear as his hand traveled down over my stomach. “You’re going to watch yourself Ro. You’re going to watch me stroke you and f**k you.”

I nodded in affirmation, only because this would be the last time I allowed myself to feel anything. Daniel sat down in the barrel chair that Sam had gifted me before he pulled me towards him by the hips. In the mirror I could see how hard he was, his d**k curved up towards his navel.

God, was I a glutton for punishment.

I let him pull me back until his d**k was at my entrance and then I sank down on him as I watched myself in the mirror being filled. Daniel slowly lifted me up by the hips before he slammed me back down on him. The only thing I could grasp was his forearms as he held me by the hips.

******

I sat on my bed drying my hair as I watched Daniel get dressed. He really was beautiful. I had no clue what had gotten into him, but I wasn’t sure if we were still on the same page.

“I’m not in a place where I can give you more. There’s so much going on and I’m not mentally or physically capable,” I tried explaining. I needed to focus on one thing at a time for now and having Daniel around only proved futile to my vendetta.

He squatted down in front of me and tugged my robe closed. “I wasn’t asking for more Rowan.”

“You can’t say that now and expect me to change my mind later.”

“I’m not, not unless you say it. I know what this is,” he said with a sad smile.

This was for the best.

I wouldn’t be able to give him what he deserved if I was keeping myself from falling apart. I didn’t even know what it was I wanted yet. There was no point in telling him one thing and then realizing that we don’t want the same things.

There was too much at stake right now. I couldn’t risk my stupidity getting in the way.