by Lauren Wood
“Last night was a fluke, so don’t expect any of that to happen.”
“By any of that, you mean sex?”
Please say no, please say no…
“Yes, that’s exactly what I mean. I had sex with you last night because you were cute, the drinks were strong, and I thought I was going to go without sex for a year. That’s the only reason.”
She was adorable when she was lying, and she wasn’t very good at it. She should have picked something else to lie about because I knew better. Last night was the best sex I’d ever had, and she was pleasured many, many times. I knew that this was going to end with her underneath me, but she could lie to herself all she wanted to if it made her feel better.
“Whatever you say wifey.”
“Ugh, please don’t call me that.”
“It’s what you are. You’re my wife and I really like the sound of it.”
And so, help me, I really did. I didn’t think I would, ran as far from a woman as I could if she even said the word out loud or had the look in her eyes, but I liked the idea of being married to Deirdre. She was mine and that was now clear to everyone that met her. I shouldn’t have liked it as much as I did.
“So seriously Danny. What is going on here? Why are you here?”
This was the question I knew was coming, but I hadn’t been all that happy about it. I didn’t know how much I wanted to tell her.
“An old friend of mine called about needing a fill-in because there was a guy that bailed. He told me what it was this morning and I showed up and then there you were.”
“That’s bullshit.”
I chuckled out loud. I know I wasn’t trying to show her my humor because it seemed to piss her off, but at the same time I couldn’t help it.
“You have no filter, do you?”
“Not really. But you’re going to tell me that what you said just now is true? Really?”
“What do you want me to say? Are you really going to think that I somehow talked to the producers of the show and got myself put in place, just to marry you? You are a bit conceited you know.”
“I can't believe you’d say that. I am not conceited. But...”
She started to say more, but I could tell that she wasn't going to be able to. For the moment she was going to let it lie because her face was bright red and it was most likely hard for her to speak. I did so like the way she got nervous sometimes. Even now, after everything we have done to each other, she could still look like what I guessed a school girl would look like. There was just something about that look that got to me.
“Well as fun as this has been Danny, nothing changes.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that I am here for the money.”
“So, I hear. You said you wanted to split it right?”
“I did say that, but I didn't realize it was going to be you that I was going to be splitting it with.”
“Think of it this way, at least we already know each other. You didn't have to marry a complete stranger.”
Deirdre didn't look so sure about that. I could tell that she had a lot on her mind and I didn't blame her. I was the one who decided to do it and I was still having second thoughts. I was actually freaking married. It seemed like something in a very tailored horror movie, but I really wasn't sure which one yet.
“I don't really know you all that well Danny.”
“You know how to make me groan and moan like a girl. I think we’ll be just fine.”
She giggled at the mental image and I was happy to see that she could finally relax a little bit. She’d been wound up since the ceremony.
“Well there is that. But I don't know how far that's going to take us. A year is a long time to live with somebody and know nothing about the other person.”
I had to agree with that, but I didn't want to agree with her. I knew that it was going to be hard and I had skipped out on a woman after three days of a one-week cruise. The amount of money that I paid for the extra air flight to get back home was ridiculous, but I did it anyways just because I couldn't stand another moment with her. I hoped that this was going to be different.
“So, I need a nap. I didn’t sleep very well last night.”
“That sounds like a good idea. I’ll join you.”
Deirdre was not sure what to say to that, but I could tell that she wanted to balk. She finally did, when she told me that I had to sleep on the pull-out in the other room.
“So, I was reading through the fine-print rules and it says that we have to sleep in the same bed the whole year. There is only two nights that we’re allowed to sleep apart. Do you really want to use one of them up already, for a nap?”
Deirdre bit her bottom lip and I could tell she was weighing her options. She was going to be harder to convince than I could imagine
“Fine, but nothing is happening. I am slightly hung over and I just need a couple of hours.”
“Of course. But you look beautiful.”
She thanked me and started to get into the bed, before she realized that she was still in the huge wedding gown and it wasn’t made for a person to just take it off themselves.
“It looks like you’re going to need some help with that. Let me.”
Chapter 68
Deirdre
The last thing that I wanted him to do was to put his hands on me, but it was rather clear that I didn’t have a choice. There was nothing that I could do but say yes. I needed to get out of this damn dress and he was the only way that it was going to happen. I’d felt like I was going to suffocate for the last couple of hours since they’d put it on me. It was hot, and I wanted to cool off.
“Yes, please help me. I can’t stay in this dress another minute.”
“I rather like undressing you Deirdre.”
I didn’t add to his comment because I wasn’t trying to think about last night. I didn’t want to think anywhere along those lines because then I was going to mess up. No matter what I did, the last thing that I should do, was fall for Danny. Under no circumstances, was I supposed to fall for my husband? Even if he had a mouth and fingers that performed miracles. I wasn’t going to fall for him.
“Turn around, so I can get the buttons that are going down your back.”
I thanked him before I turned my back to him. I didn’t feel him for a moment, but then his fingertips started to brush against the nape of my neck as he started unfastening one of many fastens. As his hands went further down my body, I was unable to stop the need that arose me and aroused me. He was killing me, and all he was doing was helping me with a few buttons. How was I supposed to live with him and be around him all of the time, if I couldn’t even let him unbutton my dress without wanting to fling myself at his feet? It was rather crazy really.
By the time he was done, I was completely bothered, and I couldn’t even look at him. I don't know if that was what he wanted to do, but that's what happened. I couldn't even look him in his eyes and instead, I just laid down. I covered myself up with the sheet and tried to ignore the fact that I was only wearing me under things and some stockings. I hadn't brought anything with me and I didn't know if it was going to be here later. The show was supposed to take care of all that, but maybe they’d done it on purpose. I really wasn't sure.
He got into the bed next to me after there was some wrestling on the other side of it. I knew that he had taken some of his clothes off, but I wasn't sure how much of it.
When he slid in to pull me against him, I could feel the hard length that was pressing into my ass and I jumped a little bit.
“What the hell are you doing?”
“Spooning you. You seemed to like it last night.”
“Why do you not have any clothes on?”
“Because I sleep naked. I thought you got that last night.”
I had woken up to him naked, but I was under the impression that it was because we have spent the night having sex. I didn't realize that he was going to sleep naked all the time and I certainly hadn'
t thought about it until this moment.
“There is no way that I'm going to be able to sleep in the same bed with you, if you're going to be naked.”
“I really can't sleep with clothes on. There suffocating.”
“Well if we're going to sleep together, then you’re going to have to get under the blanket or another sheet. And be careful where you're waving that thing around. No spooning.”
He pressed it up against me one more time, before I smacked him, and he backed away.
“Fine, fine. Have it your way but you know damn well that we could be having a lot more fun right now than taking a nap.”
I know that what he said was true, because I was thinking about it even though I shouldn't have. It was really hard not to, when I knew how good he could make me feel. All I had to do was ask, but that meant to swallow my pride and it wasn't something that I could do. I just didn't want to.
He finally gave me a little space and I was able to breathe again. I know that I was being a little bit dramatic, but this was all a bit too much. If this had been just another stranger, none of this would be happening. He would have had no right to press his hard cock against me. This was happening because it was Danny.
I don't know how long I laid there, but I finally did go to sleep. Only I didn't get a break from Danny, because now he was in my dreams too. It was a replay of the night before and I woke up breathing hard and soaking wet.
When I looked next to me, I could see the large expanse of his hairy chest. It hadn't been that long ago that I was running my fingers through his hair and they itched to do it again. I like touching him and I liked even more the idea that this was going to be my view, every time I open my eyes. I could certainly think of worse things.
My eyes traveled down his body, as much as I wanted to, because he wasn't awake to stop me. He was hard everywhere, and it seemed like the lower parts of him could feel my attention and it started to rise up as well. I had to look away because my cheeks were starting to burn and the wetness in between my legs was becoming cumbersome.
As much as I'd like to say that I was able to tell myself no, as easy as I was able to tell him no, the truth was, I couldn’t. Danny was who I wanted to be my husband and I could think of nothing else but consummated the marriage right now. He was on his back and I smiled at myself when I thought about how easy it would be for me too straddle his waist and slide down onto his hard-on. Not only would it be easier, but I knew that it would feel so good.
I was afraid to wake him up because then I would have to say something to him or even worse, maybe he would know what was going on in my head. I didn't want him to know. That was the last thing that I needed right now.
So, I ran away. I was getting pretty good at that, but this time I couldn’t get dressed and take off. There was no wedding to go to. It had already happened, and we were together now. There was no going back or calling this off.
The only place I had to run was the bathroom, which worked out pretty well, considering I was so damn horny. I wasn’t going to be able to take care of it in the way I wanted, but that was okay. I was going to get the release that I needed, so that I could get through our first breakfast together.
I went into the bathroom and turned the water on, letting the room get steamy. I took off the last little bit that I had left and stepped into the hot water. It was relaxing, but it hit my nipples and didn’t help the needs that I was feeling all of a sudden. It was all just too real, and my fingers replaced the area the water had massaged.
I closed my eyes and thought about Danny as I touched myself. It wasn’t the same, not hardly, but it was better than nothing.
Chapter 69
Danny
“You better be thinking about me when you do that Deirdre, or I think it’s cheating.”
I had woken up alone and I didn’t like the thought that my wife had done another runner. It seemed like something that she was rather good at because she had taken off the morning before and I had never even felt her move. Usually I was a pretty soft sleeper.
So, when I heard the shower running, I of course had to go investigate. I was hoping that she would change her mind about the whole no sex thing. I mean, if we were going to be married that was one of the best things about the union. How could we just forget about the most important part of a marriage?
Deirdre jumped a mile high when I said that to her and I almost felt bad because I had to reach out and catch her, so she didn't fall down. She grabbed onto me and it took a minute for us both to realize that her naked breasts were even against my chest. I looked on for a moment and I couldn't get all of her out of my mind.
“What are you doing in here Danny?!”
“I woke up and you weren't there. I wanted to make sure you hadn't left me again.”
“So that's why you had to come in here and pull the curtain back?”
“No that just seems like a damn good idea when I realized you were in here naked.”
“You are shameless.”
“I most likely am. There isn't much that I would want to do, but be right here, right now. For what you were doing in here, I can imagine that you are ready to take this to the next level? Are we ready to consummate yet?”
“You just don't seem to get it, do you?”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean that this is not a regular marriage. We are doing this for the money, remember?”
“Of course, I remember but that doesn't mean that we can't have fun while we're doing it. Do you really want to go a whole year without sex? One of the things that we both agreed to was not cheating. I know that I don't want to go a year without it.”
She was hiding behind the shower curtain than I wanted nothing more than to pull it away and see all of what she had to offer. I had seen it all before, but the light was good in this bathroom and I wanted a better view.
“So, are you going to go or what?”
“Go where?”
“I don't know where you need to go Danny. I am in the shower and you need to go somewhere.”
“I actually do need to go. I'll close the curtain if you want me to though.”
I started to pee, and she made an exclamation on the other side of the curtain.
“You couldn’t just wait a minute?”
“No when you first wake up, you really got to go. Isn't that like that for you?”
She didn't answer me for a little bit and I had a feeling it was because she was pissed off. I was not handling this well and I liked to believe that it was because it was hard for her to get over me. I don't know what I was thinking when I put myself in this situation. I really wasn't. I certainly wasn't here for the money. The truth was I was here for the girl.
“You're not going to make this easy, are you Danny?”
“Not when I know you want me.”
She jerked on the other side of the curtain and I knew that I’d said something that got to her.
“Get over yourself Danny.”
I was going to take that as a yes, even if it meant that I wasn’t going to get to hear her admit it. I didn't really need her to admit it, because I knew the truth. I could see the look in her eyes.
“Okay fine, I will go. Is there anything you want me to get you for breakfast? or lunch. I don't really know what you like. I'm hungry and I want to order some room service.”
“Just get me whatever.”
I don't even know what that meant but I needed to get the hell out of this bathroom before I did something that I’m going to regret. It was day one of the marriage and I already want to jump my wife's bones. She was also already telling me no. That didn't seem to be a good sign for the rest of the marriage.
I waited a couple of minutes before I trusted myself to move past the bathroom door. The hotel room wasn't that big, even though it was a suite, but it seemed even further to the bed somehow. All of the blood had to rush to my cock and now there wasn't any left in my brain. It took a minute for it to resettle and redistribute th
e way it was supposed to. Now I was able to think again, and my mind went to the picture-perfect female form that I saw only moments before.
This was going to be harder than I thought it was going to be. I don't really know what I thought. I thought that she would see what an opportunity it was for us to be so close now. She would want to be married to me, but that didn't seem to be the way it was at all.
When she stepped out of the shower, I could tell that something was on her mind and I didn’t have to take all that much of a guess to figure it out. She wanted me. It was just that easy. I could see the desire in her eyes and a flair of disappointment. She hadn’t been able to finish, and I was rather glad for that. It meant that I had made it harder for her to replace me.
“Did you have a nice shower?”
“Yes, before you so rudely interrupted me.”
“Did you not finish?”
If looks could kill, I would be dead right now. She just had this way of cutting her eyes until they were barely slitting on her face.
“Anyways, did you order something? I am hungry too, and thirsty.”
“I am way ahead of you.”
She smiled at me for the first time that felt genuine and I knew that I was going to have to order food more. This wife of mine was going to take some getting used to. I wanted to get to know the ins and outs of her, sure that it was going to be worth the effort. I had already gone pretty far for her. I had married her after all.
I gave her the wine and told her that I had to make a call to work.
“Oh, okay. Well you call your boss and I’ll get dressed.”
“I am the boss.”
“Of course, you are. Well you can wait in the bathroom or in the hall, but I got to get dressed.”
“What are the cameras going to think if they see me standing out in the hall? I thought you didn’t want to bring any unnecessary attention to us?”
“Yeah, I did say that… Fine, just turn around and promise me that you won’t peak.”