by Hazel Parker
“Daddy, I’m hungry,” Molly said, walking towards him to stare at the picture as well.
“Me too, kiddo, we will grab some supper soon,” he said.
They hadn’t ordered food at Bobby Jo’s since at the time Sarah was still full of sushi and Molly only wanted a milkshake.
“Can we order in?” Molly asked.
It was Danny’s turn to look unsure and, not wanting to kick them out since she was actually having a good time, Sarah considered letting them stay.
“Do you mind?” he mouthed and she nodded no, even though she just ate sushi and a giant milkshake.
Molly jumped up and down with excitement. “Pizza! Pizza!”
“Pizza it is,” he said. “Are you okay with a meat lovers?” He directed the question to Sarah.
“Sure,” Sarah said.
He walked out of earshot to order the pizza on the phone as Molly turned on the TV.
“Can I watch cartoons, Sarah?” Molly asked.
“Sure, I think that’s channel 10.”
Once sure Molly was on a channel with children-friendly cartoons, Sarah went to the kitchen where Danny was finishing up their order. “I hope you like cheese-stuffed crust,” he said, slipping the phone in his pocket and leaning back against the kitchen counter.
“I hope you ordered a lot, because I can crush a whole pizza,” she said, winking at him before leaning against the counter opposite of him.
He looked shocked. “I somehow doubt that.”
She giggled. “I might surprise you,” she said.
He smirked and in the companionable silence she felt more comfortable than when they’d first arrived.
“Can I get you anything? Soda? Beer?” Sarah asked.
“I’ll take a beer,” Danny said. She pulled a six pack of craft beer out and held it outstretched to him to pull one out while he smiled at her choice.
“Grab two,” she said and he smiled again.
Sarah watched Danny, taking in his face and his smile. She never imagined her night would end with cartoons playing in the background and a hot man standing in her kitchen.
“So this was all… very unexpected,” Danny said in between sips of beer.
Sarah laughed. “Sure is. Today has been very interesting,” she said.
“Really?” Danny shifted to get more comfortable. “What were you up to before you ran into us?” he asked.
Following his lead, Sarah started with the details. “First, I went to yoga and that was good. I go every Saturday. Well, I try to. After that I was meeting my sisters at a sushi spot.”
“I saw in your family photos and that you have sisters. There are a lot of you!”
She summarized her impression of them: Corrine the mother hen, Jess the hippie, and Eva the family “bad-ass.” Danny acted genuinely interested, asking for additional information about each. They sipped their beers as they chatted and when they were done opened more.
“Are you closest to Eva because you are near her age?” Danny asked.
Sarah shrugged. “Not really, but sort of, kind of. We're close in age so we used to argue about everything. We overlapped in school by a year, so I was coming in and getting interested in things as she was growing out of it. She used to—well, she still picks on me and when I was younger she complained I was spoiled because I was the baby.”
“Were you spoiled?” Danny asked, tilting his head as if he couldn’t believe Sarah wasn’t spoiled.
Her forehead creased. “I don’t think so. I told you about my little brother, Josh. He passed when I was little so technically I wasn’t really the baby. He was. I think after he died my parents tapped out for a little bit. They were so tired and sad. No parent should have to bury a child,” Sarah said, looking down, “but they did. Corrine really stepped up then but after a few years, they came around.”
“So, four girls. I bet you guys shared everything,” Danny said.
“Are you kidding?” Sarah exclaimed. “Even if we could wear the same sizes, no—we’d never share. Thankfully, we didn’t have to deal with it. It wasn’t too bad because Jess had her own style and no one wanted to dress like her and Eva was so thin she was almost two sizes smaller than Corrine and me. By the time I was old enough to wear things Corrine liked, she was out of the house and in college.”
“I can just imagine life in a house with 4 girls! I can barely survive one.”
Sarah giggled. “Yeah. It was busy. Consider yourself lucky you don’t have three sisters.”
“I know what it’s like in a small dose. My sister Alyssa was a handful,” Danny said.
“What’s she like?” Sarah asked.
“She’s a mix of Corrine and Eva is sounds like. She's always looked out for me. No matter what I do, she’s there for me but she’s also no pushover. She’s fiery and sassy. She doesn’t let anybody tell her what to do and is so brave.”
“Is she older or younger?”
“Older by one year, but you would think she was ten years older than me the way she tries to boss me around,” Danny said, rolling his eyes.
“You guys sound really close,” Sarah said, giggling.
Danny sighed and smiled. “We are, actually. She’s a bit bossy but she’s my hero. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be in life. She’s all I have left,” Danny said as sadness clouded his features.
The doorbell rang before Sarah could ask him about it. His sad face cleared in a millisecond and he smiled. “I’ll get that. You don’t get to pay for this either,” he said and winked.
Chapter Thirteen
He paid for the pizza and set it on the small table in the living room. Sarah came out with plates and a can of soda for Molly. Together they ate pizza, watching Jeopardy reruns, yelling answers out to the TV, trying to beat the contestants. It was fun. Danny sent a quick text to Alyssa to let her know he wouldn’t be there for dinner and Molly was taken care of before they finished dinner.
Danny couldn’t believe how easy it was to talk to Sarah. Without even thinking about it, he almost told Sarah about Kim when the subject started to come up during the pizza. He had never told anyone about Kim and yet he wanted to tell Sarah. Everything about this situation was abnormal. He was in Sarah’s apartment, with his daughter and he wasn’t itching to get out. If anything, he wanted to stay. When he saw her at the store, he thought it was a fluke. He was lucky enough to see her half-naked, looking sun kissed and sexy at the store. He was delighted to see she had seemed just as pleased to see him. When she walked out of the dressing room he immediately wanted to strip the rest of her clothes off.
Molly, the best wing-man, had somehow finessed the situation so they got to come back to the apartment. He could tell by Sarah’s face she was nervous. Danny had been respectful enough not to go in the bedroom but he had sneaked a look. Her bedroom looked like her, soft pastel colors, lots of pillows and one teddy bear on top of the nightstand.
Together they went to the kitchen to clean up and when they returned Molly was fast asleep on the couch.
“You want a night cap?” Sarah asked.
“What did you have in mind?” Danny asked, taking his familiar position leaning against the counter.
She opened her cabinet and as she turned from him, he found himself looking at her ass.
She looked over her shoulder to make sure he was looking just as she pulled out a half-empty bottle of Macallan Ruby. “Scotch,” she said.
He was smitten with this woman. She liked beer, pizza, milkshakes and now good scotch, too. He was familiar with the more expensive brand.
“I’d love some,” Danny said.
Danny watched her pour two fingers of scotch and add water like an expert into two glasses.
“A woman that knows her scotch,” he said with a grin
She handed him a glass and raised her own in a toast. “We aim to please here,” she said. “Cheers.”
“Cheers,” Danny said, clicking his glass against hers. “To a night well spent.”
“A night well spent, indeed.”
Danny took a sip and moaned aloud as the amber liquid slid down his throat leaving that subtle burn.
“You have good taste,” he said.
“I like to think I do,” she said and licked her lips.
He took another sip of his drink, scrutinizing her body language. Her eyes were clear though dilated and she was biting her bottom lip. She held her scotch and turned away from him to pour a glass of water. He didn’t need more liquid courage. He was already heady for her.
He could feel himself hardening as he moved forward. In two steps, he was standing right behind her. He couldn’t stop himself. He hadn’t felt this way for a woman in so long. He needed this. He could see her shoulders tense as he put his hands on her arms. He leaned down, his nose taking in the perfume at her neck before he kissed her there, savoring the smooth skin under his lips. She leaned away, giving him more room to kiss her and he did. Opening his mouth, he tasted her for the first time and moaned again. She tasted better than the scotch.
He removed the glass of water from her hand. “Who needs water?” he said, whispering into her ear before biting on the lobe. He heard her utter a small cry and sucked harder. She was hot putty in his hands and he wanted this. He hadn’t been with a woman in a while and a woman he already wanted for more than one night was an entirely different ball game.
Their thighs pressed together from hip to knee as he pressed his hard-on against her. Sarah moaned and widened her stance.
Things got hot and heavy. Danny wasn’t sure if it was hotter because he had actual feelings for this woman or because his child was just a few feet away sleeping and they had to be quiet. Whatever it was, he had to see it through. He turned her and kissed down her neck to her collarbone, licking against the dainty structure. His hands slid up her shirt, pinching her nipples through her bra. She moaned and he pulled back to shush her. “We don’t want Molly to wake up.”
She nodded and he made quick work of his pants, unbuttoning them just enough to make them fall to the floor.
“You’re beautiful. You know that?”
She blushed and he dusted kisses against her lips.
“I have never done this before,” she whispered and Danny froze.
She seemed so experienced. The way she looked at him and felt in his hands. He thought these were all signs that she was comfortable and ready. Maybe he misunderstood and misread the situation.
“You’ve never had sex this way before, or you’ve never had sex?” he said, looking down at how close their bodies were.
She shook her head.
“Never?”
She shook her head again, looking down so her hair was in her face.
He needed to see her face. He slid his index finger under her chin, lifting her head until he could look her in the eye.
“Do you want to keep going?” he said.
“Hell yes,” she said breathlessly.
He didn’t immediately move. If she was a virgin, he thought she deserved more. Flowers, candles, really, not a hot fuck against the kitchen counter trying to be quiet to let a little girl sleep a few feet away. Molly couldn’t see anything but if she woke and lifted her head she would be getting an early life lesson. Right now that wasn’t what he wanted to give to Sarah.
“Danny?” He could see the fear of rejection in her eyes.
“Come on,” he said, tucking himself back into his jeans.
“Where are we going?” she asked, taking his hand.
“To the bedroom.”
Chapter Fourteen
Sarah’s heart felt like it was beating loud enough for Danny to hear it. She was so nervous. It was finally happening. The last time she was this close to losing her virginity, it hadn’t gone that great. She just wasn’t ready and her virgin high school boyfriend said he understood. The second time around, the universe seemed dedicated to making sure she remained a virgin forever. Everything that could go wrong happened, from her stomach angrily bubbling like she might vomit, to her head colliding with his when they leaned in to kiss. He was trying to take her virginity in the back seat of a Ford instead of taking her to his house because he lived with his mom.
Nothing about this situation was similar to the others and Sarah was grateful. She was looking forward to losing her virginity; even though she hadn’t known Danny that long, he seemed experienced enough to treat her well. He was the kind of man who knew exactly what he was doing, she could tell. She heard her sisters' voices of encouragement in her head.
“It won’t hurt,” Eva promised.
“You want to lose it to someone you love,” Corrine told her when she was sixteen while brushing her hair.
“Making love is good for the world, Ducky,” Jess said while bending in some strange position in her yoga routine. “If you like someone and you want to be with them, go with your gut. Follow your heart. You don’t need to hold out for someone special or for a specific day. That’s just another way for society to make women feel constrained. Be free, Ducky. Be free.”
Danny let go of her hand to close the bedroom door and she watched him in a daze. She wasn’t sure what she was supposed to do. Her face must have shown her apprehension because he smiled at her and stepped in face to face.
“Take a deep breath,” he said.
His voice was calming.
“Take another one,” he said, running his hands from her shoulders to her hands.
The breaths helped and she felt more centered, more calmed.
“Feel better?” he asked, looking her in the eye.
She smiled and nodded.
“And you’re sure you want to do this?” he asked.
“I am. I haven’t been holding it all this time for any particular reason. I just haven’t found the right guy… I’m ready, Danny.”
Her voice was confident and she hadn’t averted her eyes. He leaned down to take her lips, reminding her of their first explosive kiss. It was just as halting as their first one. She moaned into his mouth, hands moving forward on their own to slip under his shirt. His body was tight, clearly defined and she wanted to see what her hands were feeling.
Her hands trailed up his hard abs and chest until she was at his shoulders, pushing the material up.
“Take it off,” she pulled back and moaned.
He yanked it over his head with one hand, ruffling his hair and reached forward to pull her white V-neck over her head.
Sarah never felt insecure of her body as a child or as an adult. She liked her curves, they weren’t too much or too big but she hadn’t shown a man her body in a few years. Her first instinct was to lift her hands and cover herself.
“Don’t do that,” Danny said, grabbing her hands. “Let me see.”
She could feel her cheeks heating but, slowly, she let her hands fall. His eyes simmered and he licked his lips. “You’re beautiful. I knew you were but this is better than I imagined,” he said, lifting his hands to finger the fringes of her sports bra. It was the kind that unhooked in the front.
She had to fight to keep her eyes open. It felt so good.
“May I?” Danny asked and again she nodded.
He unclipped her bra and her breasts fell free. He pushed the bra off her arms and let it fall to the floor.
“So beautiful,” he whispered leaning down to take her nipple into his mouth.
Sarah felt as if she’d been electrocuted. Her entire body felt warm and she struggled to stay on her feet.
“That’s right, baby,” Danny said, moving to her other nipple.
“Please don’t stop,” she whispered as he eased her body down onto the bed. “Danny,” she moaned, writhing underneath him. “I need more.”
She was out of control. Everywhere he touched she felt fire. She felt as if she’d been drugged. “Please,” she begged.
He kissed her, moving without rush down her body until his mouth was aligned with her pussy.
“In due time, sweetheart. I have to make sure you’re ready,” Danny said, kneading the tense muscles on h
er legs. He knew she was scared and he hoped she trusted his capable hands.
“But,” she said before the words died on her tongue as Danny’s tongue eased into her walls.
Sarah had been fingered once and it had hurt so bad she never wanted a man to do it again. Aside from masturbating she hadn’t ever experienced this insane amount of pleasure. Under Danny’s ministrations she realized what she’d been missing.
“Oh Danny,” she said, arching into him as his mouth completely covered her cunt. Totally lost in pleasure Sarah moaned out loud. “That feels so good.”
He sucked on her, finding crevices deep inside her that she hadn’t known existed and then, when she was sure the pleasure had reached its peak, he slid a finger inside her.
“Damn. You’re so tight,” Danny moaned, kissing the small nub in between her legs. “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”
“Please do it. Right now,” Sarah said reaching in between her legs to pull him up by his hair.
“Just a little longer, love,” he said, licking her like a cat would drink milk.
“No,” she cried. “No, Danny. Now. Please. I’m ready. I need you.”
Danny watched her, wanting to be sure and when he could see she wasn’t afraid or hesitant, he pulled his hand from her, sucking all remnants of her arousal from his fingers before leaning over to find a condom in his wallet. He made quick work, tearing open the packaging and sheathing himself before aligning himself to her opening.
“This might hurt a little,” he said, pushing into her.
“I don’t care,” she said, putting her hand on his chest. “I trust you.”
Danny froze, looking touched with her words and then he gripped her hip with one hand, pushing into her inch by inch. Danny watched her face, looking for signs of discomfort.
It hurt, a bit, but she refused to grimace. She was tight and Danny was in no way small. Her eyes closed shut, feeling everything. Even with the slick of her arousal it was a tight fit. His cock pierced her, sinking into her slowly and taking her breath away.
“You are so tight Sarah, this feels amazing for me. Are you ok?”