by Lucia Jordan
"Danny," she cried his name and arched her back, her head falling to her shoulders.
"Yeah, that's it baby," he muttered, scraping his teeth along her neck. He curled his fingers and stroked her delicate inner walls, his thumb pressing on her clit as she bucked against his hand. Danny held her to him, their bodies pressed together so tightly it was difficult to move his hand but he didn't want it any other way because he was terrified that if he let go of her, even for a second, he'd lose her forever.
Krista screamed and then came her orgasm causing her body to tremble and writhe. Danny watched her with fascination. The sight of her stole his breath. There was nothing sexier than watching a woman orgasm---especially Krista. It was something about the way her eyes fluttered and her mouth hung open. He couldn't lose her. Once her tremors subsided, he eased his fingers from her and was getting ready to bring them to his mouth, to lick her come from them. But before he had the chance, she grabbed his hand and put his fingers in her mouth, swirling her tongue around them.
She looked at him under dark, heavy lids and gave him a sultry smile. "Mmm," she said.
His dick jerked and his nostrils flared with each breath he took. Holy fuck that was hot. He pulled his fingers from her mouth and replaced them with his tongue. Danny groaned with delight at the taste of her pussy on her lips and tongue. "You can't leave," he said, not straying too far from her mouth.
"I have to."
"Please," he begged. "I can't imagine my life without you in it."
"I'm sorry."
There were tears in her eyes again. He wiped them away. "What do I have to do to convince you to stay? Please, don't go to New York. I'll do anything." Anything except the one thing he knew she wanted.
"There's nothing you can do, Danny. My mind is made up. I'm going."
He took her face into his hands and said the one thing he shouldn't have. "Then give me tonight, Krista. I want to be with you again, to touch you, and kiss you, and to hear you cry my name as I make you come."
"Yes," she whispered, and then added, "but I should warn you, I don't own any handcuffs."
Danny laughed. "Oh, don't you worry. I'm sure I can find something to bind you with," he said.
Krista hopped down off the counter and dropped to her knees. She deftly undid his belt and his jeans, freeing his cock, which was so hard it hurt. Her hand wrapped around his cock and she squeezed him firmly, sending a jolt of pleasure up and down his back, landing in his balls like a ton of bricks. She stroked down his shaft, pulling the skin taut; then up his shaft, circling the head of his cock repeating the motion several times. He groaned and pushed his hips forward, shoving his cock into her hand. And then he felt something hot and wet envelope it. Her tongue traced the ridge of his cockhead and his ass clenched. "Holy fuck that feels good," he muttered. Damn, this was better than his hottest fantasy of her.
Her fingernails grazed his ball sack, her mouth firmly sucking his cock while she stroked his shaft harder and faster. "Oh god," he moaned. The base of his spine began to tingle, and his hips moved involuntarily to plunge his cock deeper and deeper into her mouth. Oh, hell no. There was no fucking way he was going to come yet, not before he had the chance to feel her hot pussy wrapped around him. But oh how good it felt to have her sucking him. Just a few more minutes, he thought, gathering her hair and holding it away from her face so he could watch her. "Fuck Krista," he groaned deep and low.
"Mmm," she said, swirling her tongue around the head before sucking him deep into her mouth.
When he felt the head of his cock scrape against the back of her throat, he nearly lost it. Danny twisted her hair around his hand and held her still, pulling it from her mouth and out of her reach. He needed a moment to calm himself, to regain a little bit of composure and a whole lot of control. He grabbed the base of his cock and rubbed the head of it across her mouth. "Open them hot little lips for me again, baby." She did, and he fucked her mouth with deep, controlled movements. When he withdrew his cock, her teeth gently scraped up the length of his shaft. It was the first time anyone had ever done that, and it was fucking fantastic. His eyes widened and he looked down at her. She smiled up at him and his cock jerked at the sight, pre-cum oozing from the tip. Her tongue darted out and licked the small bead and he snarled, "Stop."
Krista pouted. "But I was enjoying that."
Danny reached down and lifted her to her feet, his mouth capturing hers as soon as he was able to, pouring everything into that one kiss that he wasn't able to say verbally. He'd been so clueless all those years, not noticing, or not wanting to notice, just how amazing Krista was. And now he was down to his last few hours with her, unable to do anything but memorize everything he could about her. He reluctantly tore his mouth from hers, stripped her down to nothing, and then lifted her back up on to the counter. "Get on your hands and knees," he ordered.
"What? Here?"
He smiled and toed off his shoes. "Yes, right here." Removing his belt, he walked around to stand in front of her. Her eyes flashed with recognition as he wrapped the belt around her wrists, tying it tight enough so he couldn't get out of it, but not tight enough to hurt her. He looped the other end through the towel bar that hung on the side of the counter and fastened it tightly so that Krista was on her knees, ass in the air, and her forearms resting on the counter. "You okay?"
"Yes," she nodded.
It's a good thing it's a big counter, he thought as he dug a condom from his wallet and removed the rest of his clothes. He climbed up onto it behind her and smoothed his hands over her backside, admiring the sight and the feel of her smooth skin. "God, you've got a nice little ass," he said before giving it a light smack.
Krista yelped and looked at him over her shoulder. "Spanking too?" she asked with a cocked brow.
He smiled. "You don't know half of what I can do." Danny spread her legs until they were resting near the edge of the counter. Then he put his hand on her back, between her shoulder blades, and gently pushed her down so that her breasts were pressed to the counter top. He rolled the condom on and positioned himself between her legs, his cock pressing eagerly against the clenched opening of her pussy. This was his favorite part, sinking slowly into her warmth, feeling her stretch for him, hearing her moan as she pushed back against him, clearly wanting more. Danny gripped her hips and plunged all the way into her, eliciting a scream from her that only ratcheted his need higher. It had always been a turn on to make a woman scream for him but there was something extremely satisfying about making Krista scream. He couldn't explain it nor did he want to try. All he wanted to do was do it some more.
Danny reached around her body and found her clit. He rubbed it furiously, making her moan and scream and writhe. "Such a tight little pussy wrapped around my cock. So fucking HOT." Her body gave him all the signals that it was time to come, but he knew she was holding back. That could only mean one thing: she was enjoying the feel of him inside of her, fucking her. That only made him harder. But he fought it because it was just too good to end so soon.
"Your cock is so hard," she panted.
He squeezed her clit between his fingers and she screamed again. It wasn't a scream of pain, though. He thought he was going to die, the pleasure was so intense. "You want to come, don't you?"
"Yes!"
Fuck! If he thought hearing her scream was hot, hearing her beg to come was a hundred times better. "I can feel it. Your pussy is getting tighter around my cock. So fucking tight." His thrusts were jackhammer quick and just as hard. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and the sound of Krista pulling against her restraints reverberated around them, his balls smacking her with each plunge of his hips. Danny slowed for half a second; worried that maybe he was being too rough, too eager. He'd wanted to take his time to enjoy her, savor her. The last thing he wanted was to rush or make Krista feel as though she were just another woman he tied up and got off, because she wasn't. She meant a lot to him.
"Danny!" she cried.
"Son of a bitch
." The mere sound of her voice destroyed him. He resumed his previous pace of hard and rough, keeping his fingers on her clit. "Christ, I can't take it any longer. Come on my cock. Let me hear you scream my name."
She pushed back against him, grinding her ass in a circular motion, and cried his name as she came hot and heavy around his dick, her inner walls pulsating in time with her erratic heartbeat.
"Fuck yeah," Danny groaned as his own orgasm tore through both of them. He slumped over her, his fingers leaving her clit and going straight to her mouth. She hungrily sucked them. "I didn't hurt you, did I?" he whispered against her ear.
"Are you kidding? That was amazing." She laughed.
"Good. Next time I'm not going to be so easy on you." He eased out of her, groaning at the lack of contact.
"Next time?"
He climbed off the counter and began to untie her. "I asked for the whole night Krista, not just a few hours," he reminded her.
She smiled. "Well can we at least eat first?"
Danny laughed. "That's probably a good idea. You're going to need your strength."
*****
Several hours later, they collapsed into a sweaty, exhausted heap of well-sexed limbs onto her bed. Danny had one arm around her and the other tucked behind his head. Krista lay with her head on his chest and her leg draped over his. It felt so right to be here with her like this. It was a little unsettling how comfortable he felt. He dragged his fingers up and down her arm. "I'm worried about you, Krista."
"Why?" she asked, turning her head to look up at him.
"Because you're going to be in a strange city all by yourself," he said.
"I won't be by myself. Max is going to be with me for the first month or so."
"That does not make feel any better." Danny gritted his teeth. He'd met Max a few times when Krista had asked Danny to go to work functions with her. Danny didn't like Max, and the thought of Krista being in a city like New York, with Max as her only friend, pissed him off. What if they hooked up? The image of Max's hands all over Krista sent Danny into a jealous rage that threatened to implode on him. So, he did the only thing he could think of, the one thing he'd never done with any other woman: he made love to her. There was nothing kinky about it. He didn't bind her or spank her or fuck her hard and fast. He went slow, took his time, caressed her, kissed her, and looked into her eyes as he told her repeatedly that he didn't want her to go and that his life would be hell without her. Danny made love for the first time that night and he was thrilled that it was with Krista.
He laid awake a long time afterward, just holding her, watching her sleep, listening to her breathe, cursing the clock with each moment that ticked by. Of all the people he'd lost in his life, he never imagined he'd lose her. A single tear slipped down his cheek.
*****
Krista returned from the shower, fully dressed and ready to go, to find Danny still in her bed. He was snoring softly, his arm draped over his eyes. Last night had been bittersweet. She couldn't have imagined a better way to say goodbye to him. But for all they'd done, he'd never told her that he loved her. She'd said it and he'd barely acknowledged it. Well, as much as it hurt, at least she had an answer now. Danny didn't love her like she loved him.
"Goodbye, Danny. I'll always love you," she whispered before leaving the room, and him, forever.
Book 3: The Goodbye
Danny rolled over and stretch, his body completely relaxed from spending all last night having sex with Krista. He smiled and reached for her. The bed was empty. He bolted upright and looked around, the memory of everything that happened last night slowly seeped into his consciousness. She'd fucking left! He couldn't believe it. "Fuck!" Danny threw the covers off and jumped out of bed. "Son of a bitch!" Yanking his jeans on, and shoving his feet into his sneakers, he grabbed his shirt and rushed out of her apartment. He had to get to the airport and stop her from leaving.
He'd never driven so fast or so recklessly in his life. His heart kept pace with this speedometer, and his breaths felt like they came at the same speed as the traffic around him---slower than fuck! He'd lost count of how many times he'd screamed profanities at other drivers, or how many times he'd flipped off other cars. Didn't people realize what was at stake for him? The thought of getting to her too late, of losing her, clutched at his insides, twisting them into a painful knot. Danny pushed on the gas pedal harder. He couldn't lose her.
What seemed like hours later---but was in reality only ten minutes---he arrived at the airport. He studied the board that listed all the flights and quickly found the one going to New York. Thank God it was at a terminal close to him and not one that was clear across the airport. He ran at full force, stopping only once he reached airport security.
"Shit!" He exhaled and dragged an unsteady hand through his hair. There was no way to get through security without a ticket or a boarding pass. And he didn't have time to stand in line and buy a bogus ticket. Frantically, he scanned the crowd, hoping and praying that he might catch a glimpse of her. And then he did. She was standing in line for security, talking to Max, a smile gracing her beautiful features. Saying a silent thank you to the man up above, Danny cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, "Krista!"
He watched her stop speaking and look around the airport. "Krista!" he shouted again, waving his arms in the air, trying to catch her attention. Danny tried to get closer, but was blocked by people who thought he was trying to cut ahead in the line. When he knew he couldn't get any closer, he called her name for a third time. That time, she saw him. Her eyes widened as if she were both shocked and happy to see him.
"Danny?" Krista stepped out of the line and walked toward him. What are you doi--?"
He took her face into his hands and silenced her with a kiss. Just like she'd done last night, she leaned into him, embracing him, welcoming him, and returned his kiss with so much passion it left him dizzy. But he didn't let her go. Instead, he put his hands on her lower back and yanked her tight against his body. He deepened the kiss, needing to feel that subtle change in her---the one where she'd moan softly and give in to her body's desires and ignore her mind's demands. Danny's cock thickened, and he'd give anything to be able to remove her clothes, piece by piece, and kiss every inch of her creamy flesh.
She dragged her fingernails along the nape of his neck and he shuddered then groaned. God, he loved it when she did that. Hell, he loved everything about her. Danny abruptly ended the kiss and stared at Krista as if it was the first time he'd ever seen her. And, in a way, it was. He was in love with her. The revelation rocked him to his core. Why hadn't he realized this sooner? What the fuck was he going to do about it now?
"What're you doing here, Danny?"
He shook the confusion from his mind. "I woke up and you were gone."
She hung her head. "I just figured it would be easier that way. We'd said our goodbyes last night."
Danny put his finger under her chin and tilted her face up so that she had to look at him. "I told you, I can't say goodbye to you, Krista. I won't."
Krista sighed heavily. "Please don't make this any harder than it already is."
"It doesn't have to be this hard. You can stay. You don't have to do this," Danny pleaded, his voice taking on a level of desperation he'd never felt before.
She broke free from his hold and took his hand, leading him away from the inquisitive eyes of the people in the security line and toward an empty, partially secluded corner of the lobby. "I explained this to you last night, Danny. This is something I have to do."
"Why?" He'd made sure to position himself so that Krista was trapped between him and the wall. The last thing he wanted was for her to take off run.
Crossing her arms over her chest, she gave him a cold stare, a look that was filled with so much pain, anger, love, and betrayal; it hurt him to hold her gaze for too long. "Are you really going to make me say it again?"
Her words from last night came back to him with so much force; he had to momentarily close his eye
s. It's not a matter of wanting to be your friend, Danny. I simply can't. Because I'm in love with you, and it kills me to know that you're with Jessica. Danny took a deep breath. "No," he whispered. It wasn't fair to make her say that again. But, damn it, it wasn't fair that she was leaving, either. The need to just touch her and hold her was overwhelming. He reached out and took her hands into his. "Please don't go."
Tears welled up in her eyes, and when she shook her head, they spilled free. "I'm sorry. This is something I have to do."
"I don't understand how leaving your home, your friends, me, is something you have to do. It doesn't make sense, Krista."
She gently placed her palm on his cheek and smiled weakly. "It makes perfect sense, Danny. I'm in love with a man who gave me two glorious nights that I'll never forget; a man who is my best friend; a man I'd entrust with my life. But he's also a man who doesn't love me back."
The way her voice gave out as she said those last words had him fighting back tears of his own. What could he say to that? You could tell her you love her, you dipshit. He could. His heart pounded in his chest at the thought of saying that to her, of confessing the long buried truth he'd fought so hard to ignore all these years, a truth that had only just surfaced a few moments ago. That gave him pause. Was it really the truth? Or did he just want it to be the truth because he knew it was the one thing that he could say to make her stay?
"I've accepted that you don't feel the same way about me, and that's okay. But please, Danny, as my friend, I need you to respect my wishes." She dropped her hand from his face and stepped around him. "I have to go."
Danny grabbed her wrist and stopped her. Their gazes locked. "I can't live without you, Krista."
"Then give me a reason to stay, Danny."