“Dani, I think you should go back to the house,” he said, his voice strained.
Dani moved her head to look up at him.
“But I…”
“Just go, Dani!” he snapped.
Dani’s green eyes were large and wounded as she turned around and ran back up the beach, up the stairs and into the house. She walked to her room and threw herself onto her bed.
He had wanted her. She knew that he did. She had felt it. But he had rejected her. Angry tears stung her eyes.
But in a few minutes, sanity returned. He had wanted her, and thought he would be taking advantage of her to act on his urges. She needed to show him that he wasn’t. She needed to show him that she was ready and willing.
So that’s what she would do, Dani decided, wiping away her tears and sitting up.
Chapter Three
Dani felt silly doing it, but she snuck down to the kitchen to get her coffee and breakfast. Despite her determination, she felt a bit awkward at the thought of running into Richard.
She needn’t have worried. Richard was far too occupied. Liz and he were having a fight, and it sounded pretty bad.
“That’s not what I want! You know that’s not what I want! Why do you never give a fuck what I want? It’s always all about what you want!”
Liz was yelling. She obviously didn’t care if Dani heard every word.
“Liz, you know that’s not true. We do everything the way you want. I just wanted to do something nice to surprise you. I thought it would be nice to have some time alone.”
Richard’s voice was plaintive. Dani wanted to hug him and tell him everything would be okay.
“I have meetings and events to attend. I don’t want to take a week off in the middle of fall and go out to the middle of nowhere!”
Liz was obviously livid.
“It’s a cruise to see the Northern Lights, Liz! It’s supposed to be lovely and romantic. It’s not the middle of nowhere.”
That sounded reasonable to Dani. She would love to see the Northern Lights with Richard.
“You do not make decisions for me, Richard. I live my life the way I choose. You do not decide where I go or what I do.”
“Liz…”
Richard’s voice was plaintive.
“Just shut the fuck up. Just shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone. I’m going out. I’ll come back when I fucking feel like it,” said Liz, and in a few seconds, Dani heard the door slam.
She stood there, frozen, wondering what to do. She heard a car start and zoom away, grinding gravel along the way.
Dani debated sneaking back up to her room again. Richard would probably not want to see anybody right now, not even somebody sympathetic like Dani.
She was about to walk away with a muffin when Richard came into the kitchen. Dani’s heart went out to him. He looked so bleak and hopeless. He looked so tired.
“Dani, I’m sorry you had to hear that,” said Richard, his voice weary.
Dani was quiet for a moment. She wanted to go to him and hug him, tell him everything would be fine. She wanted to tell him that he had her.
But she gestured to the table in the breakfast nook, and smiled brightly.
“Don’t think about it. Why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll whip up some French toast?”
Was it her imagination, or did Richard smile a bit when he heard that?
“Really? You can cook?”
Dani scowled at him theatrically.
“You don’t have to sound so disbelieving. We have a little kitchenette in the dorm and I use it quite often. It’s the real secret of my popularity,” declared Dani.
Now Richard did smile. Dani’s heart warmed when she saw it.
But when his lips curved like that, she also wanted to go over to him, curl up on his lap and nibble on his lips until she made him groan with desire.
Later, Dani promised herself. She would get the chance to do that later. Now, he needed her to cheer him up.
So Dani kept up a steady prattle as she whipped the batter together, dunked bread in it and started frying them up.
“You know, my roommate, Trish, hates that I can eat what I want and never have to diet. She says she has cursed my metabolism. A special, long-term curse that will only kick in when I’m thirty-five,” she said as she set a pile of French toast with a side of scrambled eggs in front of him.
She refilled the pot of coffee and got milk. She settled down across from him and started loading up her plate.
“Yes, I can see why, if you eat like that all the time,” said Richard, grinning.
Dani looked up at him.
“You’re one to talk. You have more on your plate than I do,” she pointed out.
“Well, it’s really good,” he replied sheepishly.
Dani grinned.
“I am very glad you like it. It’s my backup career option. To be a cook at a Bed and Breakfast.”
Richard laughed.
“What’s your first choice?”
Dani looked thoughtful.
“Not being a cook at a B&B,” she finally replied, making him laugh again.
They demolished the giant pile she had made, and finally sat back.
“I don’t think I can actually move,” Dani confessed.
Richard grinned.
“I don’t think I can, either. I can’t remember when I last had such a great breakfast. If you do start a B&B, Dani, it would be awesome. If you can flip burgers, too, you could start a diner,” said Richard.
Dani laughed.
“If my theatre dream doesn’t work out, maybe I’ll give it a go. It’ll be a change on the old cliché, anyway. At least I won’t be a failed actress being a waitress.”
“So theatre has claimed your heart?”
Dani smiled at him.
“No. Not my heart. But my soul, perhaps. I don’t know, I haven’t made up my mind. I want to go to Broadway and watch everything. I saw your ticket stubs last time I was here. I was so jealous,” Dani told him.
“I would love to take you to a few shows on Broadway. I think I would enjoy showing you some of my favorites,” Richard told her.
Dani leaned forward, making her breasts press together and giving him a view of her cleavage. She noticed him looking and was glad.
“I think watching anything with you would be wonderful,” she said, softly.
This was lovely, thought Dani as they talked, and talked. They talked about everything. They argued good-naturedly about art. Before she knew it, an hour had flown by.
“I think breakfast has settled. I want to go for a swim. Join me?” Dani knew the invitation was clear in her eyes.
But Richard shook his head.
“I have some work to finish. Have fun, Dani,” he said, getting up. Dani watched him walk away and wondered what other signals she could possibly send to get him to make a move.
Chapter Four
Dani walked slowly back to her room and wondered how she could amp things up a bit. She knew that he was right on the edge. He really wanted her. She knew that.
She just needed to give him the right push, and she was going to do it. She had said she would be taking a swim. She knew that his study overlooked the swimming pool. He had said that he had work to do, so he would be in his study.
So she didn’t think that he’d be able to resist looking out of the window when she was at the pool. Very happy with her bright idea, Dani found the tiniest, most sexy bikini she owned.
The bikini bottoms she chose exposed her ass perfectly, though not a thong, it showed enough of her ass to make you beg for more. The top was actually a size too small for her, so she rarely wore it. She always felt as if her breasts were waiting to spill out of them.
But this time, that seemed like the perfect thing to wear. The red bikini looked excellent against her tanned skin, and her green eyes just sparkled.
Dani quickly changed into the bikini and pulled a wrap over herself. She could feel herself getting hot and bothered as s
he changed. She couldn’t resist running her hands over her body and tweaking her nipples gently, just before tucking her hand down deep between her legs, feeling her soft, moist slit through the material of the tiny bikini. She looked fantastic. She knew it.
Dani made her way down to the pool. She had slipped on her sunglasses, too, so she could look up at the study window surreptitiously. She thought she saw a shadow that meant that someone was standing at the window.
Richard was watching her. She just knew it. The thought turned her on so much that she wanted to finger herself right there. Slowly and seductively, she undid the wrap and let it slide down her body.
She stood there, in her tiny bikini, and stepped into the water slowly. She felt the cool water rise up her body. She sank down to her neck and rose up again. Her bikini top clung to her like a second skin. Her nipples had hardened and were straining against the flimsy material.
Dani swam a couple of lengths, up and down, to give Richard a little time to cool off.
When she figured he had had enough time, she flipped over to float on her back, lazily. She loved swimming. She had loved the water for as long as she could remember.
Dani got out of the pool and walked to a deck chair in the sun, and sat down. She toweled herself dry, sliding it slowly over her body, and set the towel aside.
She risked a quick glance to the window and knew that Richard was still standing there. Dani wondered if he was hard. She hoped he was. She hoped he was stroking himself as she reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. She let it fall to the ground and lay back on the deck chair.
Lazily, her hands moved up her torso, touching herself lightly, until she reached her breasts. She rubbed light circles around her nipples.
Richard was watching her, she thought, and rubbed her nipples lightly. They were so hard. They needed his tongue. She wanted his mouth on her breasts so badly.
Dani slipped a finger in her mouth and got it wet. She rubbed her nipples with her wet finger. She could feel those little jolts of pleasure all the way through her body now. She could feel herself getting wet.
She couldn’t take it anymore.
She spread her legs and slipped a hand between her thighs, rubbing her pussy softly over her bikini. But that wasn’t enough. She slipped a hand inside her bikini bottom and felt just how wet she was.
She moaned softly as she touched herself. Her fingers slipped deep inside herself, fingering herself as her hips started moving gently. She could feel Richard’s eyes on her as she rubbed her clit.
With her other hand, she slipped the bikini bottom to the side so that her pussy, glistening with juices, was exposed. She wanted Richard to look at her. She wanted him to see her. She wanted him to want to lick her pussy until she came.
She could feel her orgasm building, and she started rubbing herself harder and harder. Almost without warning, she felt herself come. Her legs trembled and her thighs tried to close, but she kept them apart as her hips bucked.
She wanted Richard to watch her, completely exposed, as she came.
Even as her body trembled, she raised her fingers to her mouth and tasted herself.
Moving quickly, she got up and slipped her wrap on, walking as if she was headed for the shower. But once she was out of line of sight from the study window, she made her way inside the house and walked, silent as a cat, up the stairs and stopped outside the study door.
She heard what she had been hoping she would hear. She could hear Richard panting, moaning.
He was moaning her name.
She heard him say ‘Danielle’, in a pleading tone.
Dani was more than happy to oblige.
Chapter Five
Dani pushed the study door open and was glad to find it unlocked. Her eyes widened.
Richard was sitting in a chair by the window, his cock in his hands, his eyes closed. He was whispering her name over and over again.
Dani could hardly believe what she was about to do. She almost turned back. But she wanted him. She wanted him so much that it hurt.
She walked towards Richard and bent down, placing her lips on his as he moaned her name. Her tongue slipped inside his mouth and found his, stroking his and arousing him even more.
Quickly, she undid her wrap and let it fall to the ground. She took his hands and placed them both on her breasts as she kissed him, long and deep.
It felt like heaven, thought Dani, as his hands started massaging her breasts, brushing against her nipples. She could feel her pussy tingling again as his tongue slipped into her mouth, asking for more.
Everything. She wanted to give him everything.
His fingers were on her nipples, gently rubbing them. Nobody had ever touched her like that before. She had never felt like that before, either.
Dani’s hand moved to his cock. She wrapped her hand around it and stroked him slowly, smoothly. She could feel it throb in her hand. She wanted more. She wanted so much more.
Dani dropped to her knees between his legs and bent her head to his cock. She licked it, up and down the shaft. Her tongue made little circles around the tip of his cock. Her hands stroked his balls gently. She knew he liked it when he moaned her name again.
That’s all she wanted to hear. She wanted him to say her name like she was all he wanted.
She parted her lips and took the head of his cock between them, letting her tongue play with the tip, as her hands pleasured him. She felt that little drop of salty moisture leaking from his cock and licked it up.
Slowly, in stages, she took him deeper, and deeper. Finally, his hands were tangled in her hair and his hips were moving with her head as she took him all the way in. Bracing herself, she moved her head up and down, letting his cock slide in and out of her mouth.
“Danielle, God, you’re so good. Your mouth feels so good. You’re so beautiful. You look so sexy. Yes, like that, baby. Danielle, do it again… ah, yes,” he said, over and over again, until Dani wanted nothing more than to swallow his come. She wanted him to come inside her mouth.
She moved faster, and she felt his hips thrust harder into her. She felt his body clench and tighten, and finally, she felt him come.
He groaned, moaned, and said her name over and over again.
“Danielle, God, yes, Danielle!” he gasped as his hands tightened in her hair and he kept her face in place. He pumped load after load into her, and she swallowed every last drop of it.
Dani slowly pulled her face away from his crotch. His hands had relaxed in her hair. As if she had drawn the very life out of him, his arms had gone limp. He was sitting back, his head rolling back, eyes closed.
“Danielle,” he whispered, as if her name was a prayer.
She watched him. She still stood in front of him, her breasts exposed, wearing only her bikini bottoms.
She wanted him to grab her and make love to her. She wanted him to fuck her like she had never been fucked before.
Slowly, he opened his eyes. His lips parted, and she knew he was going to say something that would either make her incredibly happy or terribly sad. But she didn’t get the chance to find out.
His mouth closed and his eyes widened as he heard the front door slam. They both recognized the sound. Only Liz slammed the door angrily, it seemed.
Without a word, Dani picked up her wrap and ran out of the room, pulling it on. She was half way to her room when she remembered that she had left her bikini top down by the pool.
Hurrying, she ran down the back stairs, rushed to the pool and picked up the bikini top.
Irresistibly, her eyes were drawn to the study window. This time, she didn’t try to hide the fact that she was looking at him. She knew he was there, looking at her.
She smiled, a shy, tremulous smile, as she saw that he still stood at his window. Dani turned and ran back to the door and up to her room.
It was only then that she realized that Richard had never said a word at all. She knew that he wanted her. But she had absolutely no idea how he felt about he
r beyond that. His reaction had been horror when he heard Liz come home.
Dani sat down on the bed heavily and wondered if she had made a mistake. Did Richard love Liz after all? If he had to choose, would he choose her over her mother?
The End of Book 3 of 5
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Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter One
It seemed to Dani that the day would just never end. It dragged on interminably, making her want to scream.
Uncomfortable didn’t even begin to cover it. Liz was sulking.
But Liz didn’t sulk like most normal people. Liz had elevated sulking to an art form, and she was the master of it. Dani had seen it quite a few times. Around the time she was three, she had given up trying to sulk over anything at all. It’s a sobering realization for a child that your mother is far better at it than you could ever be.
Liz looked like a martyr. She was an expert at the sad-but-long-suffering look that had always made Dani want to just shake some sense into her mother.
Richard, unfortunately, hadn’t had the long practice Dani did in ignoring the sulk. He was trying to make Liz feel better and that set Dani’s teeth on edge.
Understandably so, thought Dani, seething. She had had her hands and mouth full of him earlier that day. Just a couple of hours ago, in fact. Now Richard was waiting on Liz hand and foot, trying to cheer her up.
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