She drove home fighting tears. She unlocked her door to the ringing of her telephone and ran to pick it up. Her efforts were rewarded with Michael’s deep voice at the other end. “You sound breathless, you must have been thinking about me,” he laughed.
Darcy fell onto her sofa, cradling the phone between her neck and shoulder as she pulled off her shoes, her toes in pain after her long day at work. “Oh, I’m so glad you called.”
“That’s a nice greeting,” he said. “What are you doing?” he asked.
“Holding my keys in one hand and the phone in the other. I just walked into the house. What are you doing?”
“I’m turning the corner on your street. Have you eaten?”
Darcy hadn’t eaten anything since breakfast this morning and she realized she was starving. “Not yet.”
“I have a hot pizza right next to me with extra cheese, sausage and black olives. Are you interested?”
“Speed up!” she laughed.
“I’m in the driveway now.”
Darcy hung up the phone, ignored her bags instead of putting them by her desk as she usually did and hurried to the still open doorway. She was in time to see Michael’s headlights turn down her driveway. Her stomach did flip flops as she watched him get out of his Jaguar, then duck back in to pull out the extra large pizza box. “Who else did you invite?” she laughed as she took in the huge amount of pizza.
He kissed her as he entered the room, hard and quick. “Absolutely no one. But I’m starving. So move out of the way, woman. Get some plates and something to drink.”
Darcy closed the door behind him and smiled, glad he was so confident. She loved the way he walked into a room and the world seemed to heighten with excitement and her body came alive.
Darcy was halfway to the kitchen when he called back to her, “Wait!”
She stopped and turned, her eyes wide.
He put the pizza down on the coffee table and walked to where she stood. “I need this,” he said and bent down to give her a long, drugging kiss. “The last one wasn’t what I had in mind so I needed to rectify the situation.” He bent down and kissed her again, his mouth moving over hers in an erotic fashion that instantly had her senses on alert.
Darcy was ready for much more than that but he pulled away. “Now you can get the drinks,” he said and patted her bottom in a teasing fashion.
She smiled as she turned back to the kitchen, rummaging around in the pantry for something to drink. She found the bottle of red wine she had gotten about three weeks ago, thinking she’d share it with Michael that week.
Michael had built a fire in the fireplace and was opening the box of pizza when she walked back in with wine glasses, plates and napkins.
They ate pizza, sipped wine and watched the flames in the fireplace, neither one talking much as they both savored the peacefulness of the evening.
When they were finished, Michael pulled her into his arms and made love to her right there on the carpet in front of the fireplace. Darcy had never experienced so much romance in her life. Later, Michael carried her to her bedroom and made love to her again before curling up beside her to fall asleep.
Darcy woke the next morning and knew something was not quite the way she was used to. She looked around her bedroom and all the furnishings were still in their usual place, but something was different.
And then the bed moved. Michael pulled her against his naked body and started nuzzling her neck. “Mmmm, I haven’t slept that well in a month,” he said and trailed a hand down her hip.
Darcy wanted to agree with him, but she was already breathless with his touch and wanted to roll over to return the caress. But he wouldn’t let her move. “No, I want you just like this,” he said and moved restlessly against her backside. Darcy caught her breath and leaned back, wanting his touch. He didn’t disappoint as he reached around her and took her breast in her hand, making Darcy whimper in pleasure.
“I want you, Darcy.” He moved slightly and entered her. Darcy was so aroused she could barely think. She wanted him deeper and moved herself against him, reaching around behind her so she could touch him.
When he knew he was about to come, he reached around her and found her apex, caressing her in a way that instantly brought her along with his climax and she cried out her release.
Long minutes later, she looked at the clock, frustrated that they had to get out of bed. But he surprised her with his next question. “What are you doing today?” he asked.
Darcy sighed. “Working,” she replied, not wanting to face the office yet again. “Not today,” he said. “You’ve been working too hard. You need a break to refresh yourself.”
She rolled over to face him. “I do, huh?”
“Yep. That’s the boss talking too. Consider it a direct order.”
She laughed at his stern expression. “Okay, so how to you recommend meeting the proposal deadline?”
He looked at her eyes, framed by long, dark lashes and her sexy dimples. “Do you trust me?” he asked.
Darcy laughed, “No,” she said without hesitation. “The last time I trusted you, I was flown down to a tropical island and seduced.”
“And look how that turned out?” he grinned and pulled her on top of him so she was straddling his hips.
“Well, it definitely has it’s benefits,” she chuckled.
“I know, despite your cruel words to the contrary, that you really do trust me,” he said and pulled her off the bed and into the shower. “So I have plans for today. And we can’t discuss work at all.”
Darcy showered and pulled on a pair of jeans, a tee-shirt and an oversized shirt then went out to discover Michael was cooking her breakfast. He’d found bacon and eggs and some juice. She walked in just as the toaster popped out toast and Michael began buttering it.
“So what are we doing today?” she asked, sitting down at the table and taking a sip of juice.
“Can’t tell you” he said, shaking his head and placing a plate of food in front of her piled high. “It’s a surprise,” he continued and sat down with his own plate with double the amount of food.
He rushed her through breakfast and drove them to a park filled with ramps and hills. She wasn’t sure what it was for until a teenage boy zoomed by them on a skateboard. “Oh no!” she said, backing up and heading back to his car. “I’m not trying one of those. My arm just recently healed from the motorcycle attempt.”