One Last Kiss: A Second Chance Romance

by Lauren Wood

  She was coming as I did, the extra pressure of my seed tipping her over the edge once more. It felt far too good and I shook above her before sliding in one last time. I pushed deep, feeling the barrier that stopped me from going any further. I let her legs fall down, shrugging them off so that I could kiss her. Her lips weren’t responsive and I smiled to myself as I pulled out.

  I had forgotten how damn satisfying she was and I was ready to stretch out next to her, waiting for Danny to come to so that I could have some more. For now I was just going to watch her chest rise and fall a little slower as each second wore on.

  My eyes took in what was bare, but I wanted to see more. She had felt the same, maybe a little tighter than I’d remembered, but the soft body underneath me and the legs wrapped around my neck were the same. I had missed her terribly and now I wanted more.

  I kissed her cheek and then her lips, trying to rouse her from her slumber, but she only whimpered and moved her hand to my chest. Danny still wasn’t ready and I was going to have to wait. Now this, I remembered and it was one of the things that I liked best. I liked how much pleasure I could give her. I loved the idea that she was so turned on and came so hard that not only did she squirt all over me, but herself as well and then passed out from the exertion.

  I laid back and felt the plush carpet underneath me. I stared up at the ceiling, never seeing it like this before and I could have been content to lie here forever, ignoring her wetness still on my chest, stomach and thighs. She was right to say that it was a mess, but it was a mess that I would never deny. I wanted it to always be this way between us, the way it was supposed to be.

  Chapter 12

  Danny

  I opened my eyes and I was in the plane. I wasn’t sure what I had done, but then it came back to me and the man lying next to me was smiling with the biggest grin on his face. What we had done was now coming clear and I was wet and a little sticky as I touched my naked stomach. My skirt was hiked up to me waist and I could feel wetness between my legs and on the clothing itself. I closed my eyes for a minute and sighed. What the hell had I just done?

  “Shit, how long was I out for?”

  While I didn’t quite remember what happened, I knew what had occurred. It wasn’t the first time that it had happened and I rubbed my eyes, still soaked and that at least told me that I hadn’t been out too long.

  “A few minutes. I must be slipping because I used to be able to lay you out all night.”

  I smiled at him and his need for me to stroke his pride. Mack didn’t usually go fishing for compliments, so I had to wonder if he had a moment of self-doubt. That was not something that I would have attributed to him in the past. He was always so sure of himself.

  “I hadn’t done that in years Mack. You did well.”

  He snorted and I didn’t know if he was happy or not with the answer. He was lying next to me and I was on my back, while he was on his side. His fingers were running along the side of me and I closed my eyes for a minute. This felt too good. It was a feeling that I could get used to again and the thought made me hop up. A few days ago he was going to the reunion with another woman and now we were lying together on the floor of a plane in our own wetness.

  “That’s a shame because it’s hot as hell Danny. I dreamed about it countless times through the years after you left.”

  Mack kept going back to it being me who left, even in the most normal and mundane of conversation. It always went back to that.

  “Thanks for that. Now I’m starving.”

  I started to get up to my feet and he stopped me. “Where are you going?”

  “Clean off and get dried off so we can go to the restaurant. I’m starving now.”

  “I am too, but you don’t want to work up that appetite a little bit more?”

  Considering that I had passed out for a few minutes already, I didn’t think a round two was in order for my mind or my body. It was always overwhelming when we were together and after so long without experiencing this new range of emotions, I was ready for some introspection that wasn’t going to take place with his hard cock still out and me still dripping with our pleasure. I got up and I could feel some of the moisture running down my skin.

  I’d seen a bathroom when I first came in and I closed the door after me, dodging his kisses on my way in. he had gotten back in and now I was still shaking from the experience and my heart was pounding a little harder in my chest.

  Looking at myself in the mirror, my makeup was running a little and my hair was wild around me. What the hell had I gotten myself into? A night out to reminisce had turned into something else altogether.

  My hands were shaky as I washed our pleasure from my body and noticed that there was even a little on my face. It had been ages since I’d came like that. Ever since Mack. It has always been Mack and now with that over and the complications of it all looming in my mind, I asked myself again what it was that I was doing. I’d promised myself all day that I wasn’t going to do this and I hadn’t even made it off the plane.

  Mack called to me and asked if I was okay. I had probably been there a while and I was thankful that it was nearly full size and there was room to move around. I had to think and it was getting harder to as I heard his voice again. I was hearing Mack saying different words and the remembering the way his fingers had felt on my core.

  The thought made me shiver. “I’ll be out in a minute.”

  Taking a deep breath, I tried to get myself together. I didn’t know how I was supposed to think. He was going to be out there and I didn’t want to face him, didn’t know if I even could, but I had to get out of the bathroom. I couldn’t hide in here forever, no matter how good it sounded at the minute. Right now I was actually pretty hungry and we were in New Orleans. My expectations were high that it was going to work out just fine.

  When I did get back out of the bathroom, he still had that look in his eyes that was hard to deny. He was smiling because he knew that he had done everything he said he was going to do. It had always been that way. We’d gotten into it for many of our differences. We had financial differences, fun time, school, work, but never did we disagree on sex. It was always amazing and what the last hour with him had showed was that it was still that way. It still felt amazing and he knew it.

  “Are you ready to go?”

  I was, but there was a problem. “I don’t have anything to wear and I can’t wear this Mack. It’s all wet.”

  That just made him smile more and I groaned inwardly. He was enjoying this far too much. His dark eyes were flashing with pleasure and the dimple in his cheek was back. “You don’t know how much I love that you’re that wet. It’s been a long time since I was drenched like that, but I don’t mind walking around in it. It’s all over my shirt and jacket.”

  I could see that he was right, but the black helped to cover up the fact that it looked like someone had thrown a drink at him. I wasn’t as comfortable as he was to go out in public like this. I couldn’t ask him to take me back home to change, so I wasn’t sure what to do.

  “We can have the driver stop at a store and you can pick something out. I’m sure you will find something that you like her. There are tons of boutiques in the French Quarter, not far from where we are going.”

  I agreed, but I didn’t like the idea of others knowing why we were going there. My clothes were grey and white, so the wetness was far easier to see and I wished then that I would have gotten naked, but I’d been in such a rush. I was regretting that now. I was regretting it a lot.

  As we left the plane, the staff that was on it was outside and I didn’t meet any of their eyes. I was sure that they had heard, if not seen what we were doing. I don’t know where my head had been and now I was worried about what they thought of me. I was still soaked and then there was the puddle that I’d left on the carpet.

  The first time I’d come like that was with Mack. It happened on accident at first and I had been horrified, even though he’d loved it. The idea of it made me
even more nervous because once he learned how to do it all the time, Mack constantly wanted me to squirt on him. He liked the mess and didn’t care where it happened, as long as I soaked him every time.

  For a long time after Mack, I didn’t understand why I couldn’t do it again. In some ways I was happy about it because it was a lot and it was something that embarrassed me, but I missed the intensity of it. It was like coming ten times in one and the result was a lack of consciousness on occasion. This time had been no different, but now I was starting to realize it wasn’t a fluke or because I was so young when I was with Mack that I came like that. No, it was Mack. It’d always been Mack and it was hard to think that it would ever change.

  The driver opened the door to the car that was waiting for us and I got in as quickly as I could so that they couldn’t see me. I may have been being paranoid, but I had a feeling that what we just did was going to be talked about and I hated the idea of it. It was so embarrassing.

  The car was leaving in a direction of dry clothes hopefully and I sat back. I just closed my eyes and shook my head. How humiliating.

  Chapter 13

  Mack

  “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing, I just hate walking around with this stuff on me. They are going to know what we were doing in there. It’s just so…”

  She didn’t finish the sentence, but I knew what the matter with her was. It hadn’t been the first time that she had been a little shy after going off like a geyser and I loved to see her like this. I would leave it on me all day, all of the time. It made me think of her and it was no different now. I didn’t realize it before, but I had really needed that. I’d needed her and what I could do to her. I wanted her pleased and she was. It was all that was required to make me want her as mine again.

  “It’s hot as fuck. I’ve told you that before, but you never believed me and yeah, they heard you. You were screaming pretty damn loud there Danny. I missed that. I always knew when you were satisfied. I never had to guess.”

  “I suppose not since you are wearing it. You sure you don’t want to get something else to wear as well?”

  I had extra suits in a small closet in the back of the plane. It wasn’t for instances like this, but for when I needed to be fresh for work. I wouldn’t say that the plane wasn’t already christened, but hell it hadn’t gotten the bathing it did today. I already told the attendant that I needed the spot cleaned. I don’t think Danny would ever know how sexy I thought it was. She was convinced that it was wrong. If it was, I didn’t want to be right.

  “No, it will be okay. I like having a bit of you on me.”

  She groaned and looked away. I loved how worked up she got about it. She was hard to come to grips with and now I knew that I was in for it. How could I not be? Danny always was a one of a kind woman. I’d looked for her equivalent for years subconsciously and I still had not to find one that was anywhere near like her. She was one all her own and she was going to be mine again.

  “God Mack, really?” Danny asked exasperated.

  “Yeah, really. You never will get how damn turned on you make me and when you soak me like that. Fuck it’s just hot as hell. I want to do it over and over again. I want to do it right here in the car.”

  She moved over a little further from me and it made me laugh. “I’ll let you get something to eat first.”

  “I would laugh if I thought that you were joking, but I have a feeling that you’re not.”

  I didn’t answer her one way or another. This was something about me that hadn’t changed and the fact that I never tired of her was one of them. I’d fooled myself all of these years, telling myself that it wasn’t as good as I remembered, but damn if I was wrong.

  ***

  The restaurant was just as I remembered it and it impressed Danny. She wasn’t impressed by planes and money, but give her a good blackened shrimp and suddenly she was.

  I don’t know if it was the food or the love making, but something had changed in her and I was glad to see it. I knew in the end that this was going to have to go somewhere, it always did, but for the moment I was just content to watch her. The smile that I’d missed so much was on her face and I knew that it was going to be something that I always remembered, no matter what happened between us.

  My mind was back in some kind of twilight zone and I was doing my best to keep it together. Every flash of her smile threw me off and eventually when I got her out of there, I didn’t even notice the two men that had been watching us. I saw them on my way out, made a mental note of their appearance, but it was quickly forgotten when we got into the car and Danny touched my thigh. It all went out the window there. I certainly wasn’t a very good business man when she was around.

  The flight back was more of the same and I don’t remember when we actually touched down. The two of us stayed in the plane for quite some time. Everyone was gone by the time I was able to surface enough and look around.

  “Where did everyone go?”

  “I didn’t know how wet you would get us, so I figured that you would want to leave alone. It should only be Ernest that is left and he won’t say a word and doesn’t see anything.”

  She gave me a doubtful look, but I knew that it was enough for her. Danny had covered us both again and we had a wet ride home. She smacked my hand back once, telling me no more because she was sore.

  “Are you sure you don’t want to come just one more time?”

  I was already eying her and she shook her head quickly, telling me that she didn’t want that at all. Her answer was so quick that it made me laugh. I didn’t know what to think about Danny as I dropped her off. We were now in the grey area that I hadn’t navigated before.

  “Take me home Ernest. I can’t sleep another night in that hotel. I need my bed after today.”

  “Do you think that is wise?”

  I was not sure what he was talking about and I asked him.

  “Well we’ve had a trail since the airport when we first arrived. I thought you knew. You always track them way before I do.”

  I was alarmed at his words and not sure what to say about it. I didn’t know that we had a tail, especially since we first touched down in New Orleans. If they were going across state lines like that, it meant only one thing and I didn’t even want to think about it.

  For once in my life, once in a very long time, I was unsure how to go forward. We were sitting in the car in front of Danny’s house and that fact made me even more nervous.

  “Let’s get on the interstate and we can drop them after a few exits. I don’t want them coming back here.”

  As I said it, I knew that they would. There were things about me that I didn’t want Danny to know about. She didn’t have the tolerance for certain things; she was a school teacher for God’s sake.

  Chapter 14

  Danielle

  I was walking on sunshine, literal sunshine, even if every step hurt a little bit. I had forgotten somehow what Mack was able to do to me. It was one of those times that I had underestimated him and it was something that I wouldn’t do again.

  Sleep was not a problem, but waking up was. It was too early and when the alarm went off for my run, I rationalized that I’d gotten enough exercise the night before and I was going to skip the morning all together. It was the first time that I’d done it all year, save for the few days that I had the flu. Mack was back in my life for a day and he was already changing my routine.

  But he wasn’t back in my life. He was just here to remind me what I’d lost and now he was gone again. I didn’t think I would hear from him again and I knew that the more I worried about it, the more I was going to work myself up. I didn’t want to do that, so instead of thinking about why my whole body was sore, I just took a shower and got ready for my day. It was going to be a good one, I was convinced.

  It also wouldn’t be the first time that I was wrong.

  ***

  I tried to call Mack on my lunch break, but he didn’t pick up and I didn’t l
eave a message. I wanted to talk to him and already my mind was convinced that he was avoiding me. He’d gotten what he wanted.

  The scenario played out in my head several times and I wasn’t sure what to think. Last night had been magical, Mack had said all the right things, but now he was gone and I was left holding the pieces, trying to figure out what I was supposed to do with them. He had made me feel more in those few minutes than I had in ten years. But now he was gone and I didn’t know if I was ever going to see him again.

  This was at noon. My mind was consumed and I leaned on my aid more than I should have. I just couldn’t wrap my brain around it all. I mean, why would he come back, pursue me so hard and then go to radio silence? It just didn’t make any sense and I wanted answers.

  The bell rang and for once I was far more excited to get out of there then the kids were. Mariss met me at the door and mentioned the painting and wine class that we had scheduled for later in the evening. I had forgotten all about it.

  “So are you going to tell me where you were last night until four in the morning? You look like shit by the way.”

  I sighed and thanked her for her honesty.

  “It will be brutal, but always honest. It looks like you were up all night on a bender. Is that what you were doing because you could have invited me you know? I’m always up for a good bender, no matter what the reason.”

  She made me laugh and I was reluctant to tell her because of the aforementioned brutality of her honesty. She had pushed the subject when it was time to go to the reunion, but she wouldn’t be as supportive if she knew that I had spent the evening in a plane with Mack.