Second Chance 3: Ask Me Again 3: David's Story

by Theresa Hodge

  I watched her walk through two swinging doors that must have led to the kitchen. My desire was rising. I needed to get things under control and take things slow. Something told me that she was something special and I had no desire to mess things up before they even started.

  She came back through the doors with the flowers in a pretty vase filled with water. The flowers reminded me of her, sweet and delicate. “The place really looks good,” I complimented her on a job well done. “I can’t wait to get a taste of your baking.”

  “The grand opening is next Friday. You must be sure to stop in for the free samples that I will be giving away.”

  “I wouldn’t miss your grand opening for the world. It will more than likely be Friday evening before I can make it by though.”

  “Whenever you come by will be great,” she replied.

  “The real reason that I came by is to invite you to dinner tomorrow night, if you don’t already have plans.”

  “No, I have no plans whatsoever. I have hired two employees who will be helping me out a lot. That, in itself, has freed up some of my time.”

  “That’s great.” I handed her my phone. “Will you put your address in, so I can pick you up?”

  “I can meet you.”

  “No, you can call me old fashioned, but I prefer to pick you up.”

  She typed her address without any more reluctance before handing over my phone.

  “Thank you, I said as my fingertips brushed with hers. I better go and let you get back to what you were doing.”

  “Okay, what time should I be ready?”

  “I will pick you up around seven, but dress casually, okay?”

  “Casual is my comfort zone, so I have no problem with casual,” she replied.

  I wasn’t going to do it, but her sweet scent was intoxicating. I stepped toe to toe with her. My six feet one inches of height loomed over her. Her head tilted up expectantly. My head bent slowly to capture her sweet lips with mine for the first time. Her lips were soft and delectable beneath mines.

  My tongue thrust between her lips to separate them. My tongue entered the warmth of her mouth for a taste. I pulled her closer and reached my hand to her ponytail. I released the twist from her hair so that it fell in soft curls against her shoulders. I breathed and savored her sent that filled my nostrils.

  I pulled her closer to the rigid feel of my hardening desire. She moaned against my lips, and I captured her moan with my deepening kiss. I was losing what control I had, so I decided to end the kiss. She whimpered as I released her succulent lips.

  “I better go. I will pick you up tomorrow night, sweetheart. Please be sure to lock up behind me.”

  I walked out not waiting for her reply. I had to put some distance between us or I would have devoured her right there on the shop’s countertops. I walked away hard as a rock and needing release in the worst way, needing the beast within me assuaged.

  Chapter 8

  David

  “I hope that you like yachts,” I said to Madelyn as I ushered her onto the big boat. The Sky Line was a romantic tourist cruise yacht that I rented exclusively for the two of us. The weather seems to even cooperate. It wasn’t too cold or too hot. I had wanted to impress and do something different for our first date. I wanted it to be a date that she would remember for years to come.

  “I am pleasantly surprised. No one has ever gone all out like this for me. I would have never suspected anything like this in my wildest dreams,” she replied with an appreciative tone.

  “You are meant to be treated like this at all times,” I said leading her into the dining room where two waiters stood waiting to serve us our meal. I seated Madelyn at the candle lit table for two before seating myself.

  One waiter immediately brought our plates to the table so we could begin enjoying our meal. The other waiter brought a bottle of Provenance Cabernet to serve with our meal of grilled rib eye, broiled lobster in a buttery sauce and a dense chocolate torte for dessert.

  Low jazz music piped from the speakers in the background. The waiters disappeared letting the two of us enjoy our meal. A bell was left for us to ring if we needed anything additional.

  “Everything is so delicious, David.”

  “I’m glad you are enjoying the meal and I agree that it is very delicious.” I looked at her pink tinted lips and wasn’t able to get our kiss out of my head. Her sweet plump lips had plagued my dreams to the point of me having me taking a cold shower in the middle of the night.

  The cold shower wasn’t enough to relieve me of my sexual desire for her without some assistance on my part. Now, with her sitting across the table from me, I could once again feel myself becoming sexually aroused. My arousal stiffened and lengthened against my khaki pants. If I stood at that very moment, there would be no concealing my hardness from her view.

  Her eyes connected with mines. I reached across the table palm side up, and she readily placed her hand in mines.

  “Dance with me, please.”

  I didn’t have to ask her twice as we stood and she willingly came into my arms without any resistance. She was a perfect fit for my body. I felt like she was the missing piece to my puzzle. In that moment, every woman of my past fell away into the darkest recesses of my mind, including Alyssa who mothered my child.

  I only had one woman on my mind and it was the woman that I held in my arms. I knew she felt the evidence of my arousal as she melted into my masculine hardness. I pulled her even closer, if that was even possible, as we moved closer to the slow, smooth jazzy beat of the music.

  I bent my head to inhale her sweet scent. The rest of our meal lie on the table forgotten as we were each caught up in our mutual web of desire. I pulled back and lifted Madelyn’s chin to peer into her eyes. Her lips were shiny and wet, begging to be kissed.

  My head swooped down like an eagle in flight honing in on its prey to steal a kiss from her succulent, sweet, tempting lips. I swallowed the surprised gasp from her unsuspecting mouth. My tongue entered her mouth to duel with the sweet taste of her tongue, which tasted of wine and chocolate.

  My hand slid down to the small of her back before dipping lower to her curvaceous ass and pressed her closer to my growing arousal. She whimpered as her arms tightened around my neck to hold on to the building storm of our budding desire for each other.

  My heartbeat raced at an accelerated pace as her softness and scent overwhelmed my already titillated senses. I didn’t want to come across to boldly and scare her away, but she was making it impossibly hard to constrain my sexual desire. I attempted to pull away, but our lips desperately clung together of their own volition.

  “We better stop,” I muttered against her pliable lips. I had found the will from some deep source to try and pull away from her sweet kisses.

  “Please don’t stop,” she begged with wantonness.

  “Are you sure?” I asked searching her eyes for any doubt.

  “I am positive. I don’t know what it is about you, but I need you so much right now,” she admitted.

  I beseeched her eyes and saw the same desire that afflicted me was mirrored in her own eyes. I knew that, once the boat docked for the night, it would be at our disposal until noon the next day, if we desired to spend the night. I made the decision to follow my heart as I took her hand in mines and led her to the cabin below.

  The king-sized bed took up most of the room, with a bathroom off to the side. The bed was fully laden with rose petals, chocolates and a card expressing the Sky Line’s thankfulness for us choosing their cruise line for business.

  “This room is truly beautiful,” she said in awe of its beauty.

  “You are beautiful,” I said not taking in the room décor like I should. She clearly had my undivided attention. How the room looked was the last thing on my mind.

  A blush spread over her cheeks. It made me wonder if her naked body would blush that way from my touches. My eyes traveled down her body and took in all of her curves. The clingy scooped neck dress was
simple but sexily flattered her curves. The silky soft material was as soft as her skin.

  I enclosed her waist and backed her against the bed. “Madelyn, are you sure?” I asked once again. “Once I get my first taste of you, I am warning you, there will be no turning back. Do you understand?” I asked her emphatically.

  Her eyes widened momentarily before she simply nodded her head. No more words were needed. From that moment on, she would be mine. My heart rejoiced at the thought. I reached around her to release the zipper at the back of her dress. The dress slid effortlessly down her shoulders and to the floor.

  I kneeled and removed each shoe from her perfectly pedicured feet. I placed a soft kiss on each beautiful, delicate foot before rising to loom over her. She stood in only her practical bra and panty set. She was even sexy as hell in cotton underwear. She was sexier than most women I knew, without even trying. She truly was a breath of fresh air.

  Her arms crossed self-consciously across her ample breasts. I gently pulled her arms away and reached around to unclasp her bra in one fluid motion. Her plump C-cup breasts spilled forward like sweet, plump, ripe oranges demanding for me to taste. My head bent to suck one tasty nipple into my mouth. I laved it with my tongue until it pebbled from my ministrations. I tasted one at leisure before giving equal attention to her next breast. I feasted on her delectable breasts like candy. Her head fell forward as she gasped from pleasure.

  Her moans filled the room, which added to the ambience of the slow, jazzy music filling the room through the speakers. Her sweet scent continued to wreak havoc on me internally. The beast continued to rise inside of my pants demanding release. It no longer wanted to be constrained.

  I urged her to lie back on the rose scattered bed. I wasted no time in removing each piece of my clothing, not even caring where the lay. She gasped as she took in the full vitality of my body. My arousal hung full, long and heavy against my thigh bobbing up and down as if saying ‘I am ready.’

  My hardness was like a magnet craving to be buried in Madelyn’s sweet treasure. My eyes never left her body, as she lie splayed across the bed nearly naked and ready. Her eyes followed my every move, as I walked stealthily like a panther towards the bed.

  I slowly removed her panties before putting them to my nose to mark her scent. Her smell was just as I thought, sweet and fresh as honey dew and I was salivating at the mouth awaiting my first taste of her. I spread her legs open to my perusal. Her passion already glistened on her plump lips. I spread her legs further apart and her entire body blushed with my intent.

  My tongue wasted no time swiping at her dew drops. I savored her sticky sweetness over my tongue before swallowing her essence. Her hips moved forward to greet my intimate kisses. I feasted wholeheartedly with my lips, tongue and mouth. Her moans filled the room with the sweetest sounds that I had heard in a very long time.

  I slowly licked and kissed around her vulvar area before sucking her outer lips into my greedy and waiting mouth. Her clit was coated with her secretions as I flicked it back and forth with my stiff rough tongue. Her hips gyrated beneath my mouth testing my will to be gentle with her.

  Her hips jerked off the bed as my tongue entered her inner walls going in and out with piston strokes. I cradled her plush ass in my hands to deepen my tongue into her well of love. The wet sounds of my feasting stirred her passion and filled the room with her sweet, pungent scent. I growled against her plump lips to control my growing passion.

  I kissed my sweet pussy lips one last time before standing and reaching for my slacks. I retrieved a string of magnums from my pants pocket before removing one and placing the others aside. I wasted no time whatsoever before tearing it open and putting it on my extended organ.

  Madelyn scooted further back onto the bed as she watched me with a wide-eyed look. “I haven’t been with but one man in all of my life. I don’t know how well you will fit,” she admitted looking at my arousal with doubt.

  I silently growled in animalistic pleasure with the knowledge of her admittance. “I promise that I will be gentle. Do you trust me, Madelyn?”

  “Yes,” she said on a sigh. “I trust you with my whole heart, David.”

  Something shifted inside of me. She moved another notch into my heart; her trust in me was all that I needed to hear before my body fully covered hers. I placed my lips on hers so that she could taste her own sweetness on my lips.

  I eased inside her little by little, until I was fully inside her tight snugness. It took everything in my power not to plunge into her at once. Her snug walls enveloped me tightly into her warmth.

  I began to move slowly at first to find a pace that accommodated us both most pleasurably. I grunted with each gentle plunge into her heat. Her nails scraped against my back as she wrapped her thighs around my waist which caused me to penetrate her deeper than before.

  Her body trembled beneath mines as her moans intensified. My breathing grew harsher and faster as I neared my release. “Come for me Maddie! Come with me baby,” I urged with a guttural tone. We were on one accord as we grinded faster with urgency as our desires neared completion.

  She cried out my name with much fervor as she released her passion. Her walls convulsed around my throbbing hardness, which became my undoing. I released my load into the condom, coming harder than I thought was possible.

  I fell satiated and depleted for the time being onto the bed, pulling Maddie against my side. I didn’t dare release her or she might disappear. I didn’t want to wake up and realize this was just a dream. She was my real life’s dream and I decided in that moment that she would be mines and I would never let her go.

  Chapter 9

  Madelyn

  I felt like a new woman, a real woman, after David made love to me all night long that night on the yacht. It was nothing like the dry and boring sex I had begun to loathe when Chad and I were together. I actually thought I really loved Chad, until I met David. What I felt for Chad paled in comparison to the intense feeling I was beginning to have for David.

  Even though I didn’t like having sex with Chad, I accepted it. I believed if you loved someone the sex shouldn’t matter so much anyway. Boy was I wrong about that! David proved me wrong with one night of controlling and taming my body to his will. He was not a selfish lover, at all.

  I sighed softly thinking of all the ways he turned my body inside out and tumbled my mind into a whirlwind of sweet, delicious thoughts as he murmured naughty words in my ear during our lovemaking. I knew in my head I should take things slow with David, but my heart was already telling me otherwise.

  One night in David’s arms had caused me to rethink everything I ever thought about love. I suddenly realized that Chad leaving me, even if his timing sucked in the worst way, was the best thing that could have happened to me. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have had a chance to be with David. I shrugged off the thoughts of Chad and the past. He wasn’t worth my thoughts anyway. David was my future and I was falling hard and fast for him. My entire body blushed, as I continued to think about how he made me feel. My body had been like sleeping beauty and he awakened it to pleasures beyond my wildest dreams. He imprinted himself upon me in a way that I knew, as long as I lived, another man would never be able to touch me in the same way again.

  The more time we spent together, his calming presence even helped me not miss my mom as much. I looked forward to his calls and texts through the day to check up on me. When he became busy and caught up at the office, he would always find the time to let me know he missed me and that I was always on his mind. Whenever I went days without seeing him, I missed him something fierce. I felt like an addict needing a fix at times. The fix being in David’s arms once again. I had it bad and I knew it, but I was enjoying the ride in more ways than one.

  We both had busy lives, with me working five days a week and half days on Saturdays. I thought about how my grand opening had gone off without a hitch. A large part of its success had to do with my two newly hired employees. Without the two of them
, I wouldn’t have been able to pull it off as flawlessly as I did, and for that I was thankful.

  It also felt really good to have a loving man to care for me at this point in my life. David was the kind of man that helped me let my guard down. I felt I could trust and depend on him in a way I never thought was possible. In return, it made me want to give him the same.

  I glanced at the clock on the wall and noticed it was much past closing time. My employees had already left, since they finished up their duties. I only stayed behind to order some much-needed supplies. Getting that order in would free up some time for the next day. My attention went back to finishing my order when my cell phone vibrated. I smiled secretively, without checking the ID, because I was sure it was David calling to see had I made it home safely. He didn’t like the idea of me driving my old clunker at night, but that wasn’t up for debate. I still couldn’t find it in me to part with Mama’s car.

  “Hello,” I answered.

  “Hello, Maddie.”

  I pulled the phone from my ear to look at the ID. “Chad?” I questioned surprised and suspicious at the same time.

  “It’s me Maddie. I know you haven’t forgotten my voice already,” he feigned a hurtful tone.

  “What do you want, Chad?” I asked getting straight to the point.

  “I want to see you. I want to talk with you and explain why I walked out on you the way I did.”

  “It’s a little too late for that Chad, don’t you think?” My thoughts were spiraling out of control. Why was he calling me now, all of a sudden? I asked myself.

  “It’s never too late, Maddie. I was a fool to walk away from the best thing that ever happened to me. I want to make amends, baby.”

  “Don’t you dare call me baby, Chadwick Martin? You lost that privilege a long time ago. Besides, I am seeing someone and I know he wouldn’t appreciate me meeting up with you considering our history.”