Accidentally Met Him (Accidental Marriage Box Set)

by Lauren Wood

  I let it go a couple more times and then I heard this growl low in Danny’s throat.

  “Fuck, you’re killing me Deirdre.”

  Chapter 81

  Danny

  My world was coming apart at the seams and all I can do was sit here and watch it happen. I knew that there was a part of me that wanted to just take it. Fuck, it would have been so easy, and she was just waving it around. She’d done this before, in the shower and while I had completed, it certainly wasn’t the way I wanted it to be. It was always short of what I actually wanted, and I don’t know if I am going to be able to continue this road of madness.

  Then she laughed and something inside of me snapped. I pulled away from her and went onto my back. I couldn’t keep this up. Thoughts were running through my head that I wasn’t so comfortable with and it was hard for me to stop them. At some point, I wasn’t going to be able to. A man could only be pushed so far.

  She went to her stomach and looked up at me.

  “Why did you move?”

  “Cause you’re killing me and laughing about it.”

  “Haven’t you ever heard that good things come to those who wait?”

  I’d heard that of course, but I’m sure that blue balls wasn’t in that scenario. It didn’t feel like it should be anyways.

  “Uh huh.”

  “Look at me. I don’t want you mad.”

  I didn’t want to look at her right now. I wanted to slam inside of her and make her scream until she was hoarse. It was all I could think about. It was starting to consume me and there was no way that we were going to be able to sleep here, like this. I was coming out of my skin and I bolted up.

  She sat up and I was sidetracked momentarily by the sway of her breasts.

  “Lay back down Danny.”

  I did as she suggested because she was pressed up against me and her hand was insistent. When her leg went over me, and she kissed me, I started to hope that now was the time. I wanted this wait to be over and before I had long to think about it, she was sinking down on top of me and I bit my lower lip as she pulled away to settle back fully. Now I was as deep as it was possible to go and all I could do was tremble in response.

  Her insides were hot and wet and squeezing the very life out of me from the jump. She felt as untouched as she had the first time we were together.

  “Fuck.”

  She giggled again, but this time I was not offended by it in any way. I liked the way it sounded and before I could stop myself, I held down her hips and ground up into her.

  Deirdre cried out and her eyes closed. The speed that we’d held for several moments was now broken and then I was slamming up into her as hard and fast as I’d been dying to since the moment I’d married her. It was just as good as I knew it would be.

  Her whimpers were getting louder by the second and three times she had spasmed above me. No longer did she had any control and before I could really be done with her, I wanted to fuck her properly. I had full reach, but I wanted more than that. I wanted to feel every part of her and be able to go as hard as I wanted to. I was limited in this position and I wanted to change that.

  I flipped her onto her back and put her back underneath me, where she belonged. When I thought of her, it was like this, submitting to me. Deirdre’s eyes were closed, but I got to watch every nuance of her face as she came again and again.

  So much time had passed since I’d done this with her or anyone and I was fighting the urge to end it. I wanted to hold on a little longer. Every time she was about to come, I told myself that it would be the last one, but then I would try to procure another one. It was all more than I was willing to give up. I loved the sound of her coming and the feel of her insides clenching in around me. It was addictive and only when she was pressing back against me, did I realize that I wasn’t going to be able to keep going. She wasn’t going to let it happen.

  “No more Danny, fuck, no more.”

  It wasn’t what I wanted to hear, but it allowed me to let go of the tidal wave that was coming to her. It had built up so much that when I was finally able to release it, the hot, stickiness poured out of me far quicker than it should have been possible.

  I stayed on top of her for several moments. The truth was that I didn’t want to get up. She felt so damn good and I started to get hard again inside of her. When I began to move again, Deirdre was more forceful. “This bed isn’t that big, but you don’t have to lay on top of me.”

  Pulling out, I already wanted back into the heat I’d left. She was soaking wet and now it was oozing out of her. Though I thought it was impossible, she felt even better than she had the first time. Maybe it was lack of sex for so long, I’m not sure, but it was certainly something. Whatever it was, I wanted more. Now.

  Deirdre went to sleep not too long after that. I was ready for more, but she wasn’t. I was going to have to take it slow. I don’t know what had changed her mind or what had come over her, but I was pretty sure that it wasn’t anything I had done. I had not even showed her some of the surprises I had. It was all her choice and because I didn’t understand it, it bothered me. I wanted to replicate the results, but that was going to be impossible to do if I didn’t know why she had changed her mind. I was more confused than ever, but I knew that I was going to have to do something.

  Getting up out of the bed, I walked through her apartment, out to the balcony so that I could get some fresh air. I needed a cigar and I lit it after a moment. I carried one with me, but it had been a long while since I’d felt like lighting it.

  The smoke wasn’t as pleasant as I remembered and there was the heat coming from the end that was in my mouth. It wasn’t as satisfying as it had been before. Nothing was near as satisfying as it was to be with Deirdre. I wanted to be with her in the bed right now, snuggled up to her soft and warm body. But then that wouldn’t be enough. I wanted more, and I wanted her right now.

  The fact that I couldn’t have her was hard. I’d waited so long, and I wondered if she would have changed her mind again when she wakes up. I didn’t like to think about it and I pulled the thought from my head as I threw the almost full cigar off the balcony. It didn’t have the same effect as it had before. Nothing had had the same effect in my life since I’d met Deirdre. She made even the brightest spots fade. Nothing could compare to her and trying was just an exercise in disappointment.

  Chapter 82

  Deirdre

  I jerked as I opened my eyes because I saw a dark brown pair staring back at me. I immediately shut my own and then opened them again to study his face. My hand went out and I touched the scar on his forehead.

  “What is this from?”

  “I got bit by a dog when I was two. Almost nipped my eyebrow off too.”

  My hand trailed down to the other scar that was hidden from view because of his dark brow. “That is from the same dog?”

  “I guess so. My father used to have dogs, but got rid of them after that, forbade me from playing with any dog because he was sure that I was going to be disfigured.”

  “It adds character.”

  “You like it?”

  I shrugged. “I don’t know. It’s just part of who you are. You have several actually. I am starting to wonder if you fight crime on the side.”

  “What, like Batman?”

  “Sure, why not. You’re rich, handsome, fit… It could happen.”

  He chuckled, and I liked the rich sound of it. Next thing I knew, we were kissing, and I was letting all sorts of feelings come over me. It was hard to care about anything at the moment. At the moment, it felt like I was suffocated with need and his body was quickly on top of mine.

  His hands were moving down me, roaming around and my breath quickened from the contact. Danny knew my body too well and I was trying my best not to lose it. I’d just woken up and it felt like I was going downhill fast.

  Before long I wasn’t able to ignore him anymore and I hadn’t gotten up the muster to say anything. His hands felt too good and then his
lips were on my neck, nipping and sucking at the soft flesh there. There was no way that I could refuse, even if I wanted to. All was lost once he touched me. The contact was more than I could manage and before long, I was giving into all of the things that he wanted, because I desired them as well.

  We didn’t come up for air until later in the afternoon. We were supposed to be getting ready for the workweek, but Danny seemed to not have much of an intention to get back.

  “Don’t you think we should get back to your place? We have to get ready for tomorrow.”

  “Why don’t we take some time off Deirdre? We can stay here and…”

  “And what?”

  “What we are doing sounds good to me.”

  I sighed loudly because I couldn’t believe that he would say such a thing. Of course, he wanted to lay in bed. He didn’t have to do much of anything. He was richer than most people could ever hope to be and all he had to do was exist at this point. I still had to hustle for my money, no matter how much he had.

  “I can’t Danny. Maybe you can just drop everything, but that isn’t really something I can do.”

  He started to tell me that he made enough money and I was going to be able to do whatever I wanted because I didn’t have to worry about money, but he stopped. For that I was grateful, because there was nothing more condescending and frustrating, than to have someone with money, lecture someone that doesn’t have any on how unimportant it is. If it was truly unimportant, it was only because they had never experienced being out of money or having to worry about it at all.

  “I was hoping we could stay here a little longer. You’re different here. We’re different and I don’t want it to go back to the way it was.”

  I got up and didn’t even bother to cover up. He’d seen it all before, and I was going to just get dressed. This felt like a conversation that was best suited for when I was dressed.

  “You know that I am more than happy to stay here. You are the one that needs all your fancy things and people taking care of you.”

  “Ouch. Right from the get-go, huh?”

  I shrugged and told him that I was not above using any tactic that worked.

  “Duly noted.”

  I got some shorts on and then started to pull up over my tank top. He had this look in his eyes that was hard to come back from and instead of trying, I just walked away. It was just easier this way.

  “I want us to be like this. I don’t want to go back to the separate sides of the bed.”

  “You’re worried about if we are going to sleep together or not, aren’t you?”

  His grin got bigger and then he looked down. When his head came back up, he seemed to be handling himself better and I just shook my head. Men were so easy to read because they weren’t very complicated.

  “Well I mean, that is something that has certainly came to mind. You seem more open to us when we are here.”

  “I feel more comfortable here. I miss cooking and having my studio. I don’t know. I like staying with you. It’s nice, cultured, all of the things that a person is supposed to like.”

  “But you don't.”

  “Like I said, I know I'm supposed to, but I just don't get it. I don't think that people should have all that help. I mean, it is just the two of us. Before I moved in, it was just you. What in the world do you need so many helpers for? Don’t you ever just want it to be me and you there?”

  “I never really thought about it before. It is just what you do. All of the people I work with have maids and cooks. I work a lot and I certainly don't want to do it.”

  It was a very honest answer and I was sure most men would give the same one if prompted. That didn't mean that I was in anyway comfortable with it. I understood it of course, but that was as far as it was going to go. I didn't understand why someone would choose that.

  “Well, all of that was before you had a wife.”

  “Do you know that is a first time you have said that? That you called yourself my wife?”

  I wouldn't have even noticed it because it was just natural now. I had said it to myself for quite some time, but I guess I never realized it. Either way, that's what I was. I was his wife and having so many people there with us was strange for me. When I thought of a marriage, I thought of two people working it out, not this way.

  “Well nonetheless Danny, if you want me to be comfortable there, you have to give them some time off. Maybe they could only come in a couple of times a week. I don't know. But if you want us to have an us, then we need to spend some time just me and you.”

  He agreed with me very quickly and I was actually surprised. Then of course I remembered what his real intention were. He just wanted to make sure that we were still together in the bedroom at night. I was curious about how far he was willing to go to assure that. If there was a power in being the wife, I was feeling it a little bit now, right or wrong.

  “So, are we going back to your house then?”

  “Yes, I suppose we are. I do have a lot of work that I need to do. Monday, I have five meetings.”

  “See? You seem to think that you have all of this open time, but you're just as bad as I am. The fact is that you can sometimes flake out and I can't. That’s the only difference.”

  We got up and around slowly. I made a pot of coffee and packed a few more things that I wanted to have back at his place. I missed the creative environment and the space to do what I wanted, but I think what I was going to miss the most was our quiet time together here. I wanted to take that time with us, just like he did, and I thought it was rather sweet.

  Chapter 83

  Danny

  We got back to my place and one of the first things I did was talk to my assistant. Leo was supposed to be setting up her new creative space and I wanted to see it before I showed it to her. I wanted to make sure that everything was perfect because this was the gesture that was needed right now. I wanted her to feel more comfortable here and to act like she did when we were at her place.

  There was also other things on my mind.

  I had to speak to him about letting the staff know that I wouldn't be needing them as long in the daytime. I wasn't quite ready to fire them all the way or to permanently reduce their hours, but I was willing to give it a shot. I was not going to put much energy into running a household. I really didn't have the time to and I still wasn't sure how it was all going to work out with Deirdre doing it. It was all touching go at this point, but I was willing to try and make this work.

  She had been right. All of these decisions have been made at the time because I was single, but now, I was married. Not only that, I was trying to start a family. I needed to think of things differently and more importantly I needed to include Deirdre in them. I was never one to run my thoughts or opinions by anybody and it was rather strange to do it now. Marriage was different in so many ways.

  When I was finished talking to Leo, I went to go look for Deirdre. Unlike her house where there was nowhere to run or go to, I had to take several moments to find her here. It was just so big, and everything was so sprawling. I finally found her in the one place I didn't think I would. She was back in my bedroom and she was putting away a few things in a drawer underneath the mirror.

  “I want to show you something Deirdre.”

  “What is it?”

  “Just come on and you will see.”

  She looked at me as if I were lying or as if I was setting her up for something. I don't know what was going on in her mind, but she wasn't as easy to understand as I thought she would be.

  “Let me guess you don't like surprises?”

  “Not really and you seem to be one surprise after another.”

  “This is a good one Deirdre, I promise.”

  Deirdre still wasn’t too sure about all of it, but she smiled and followed me into the room that Leo had put together for her. I wanted her to be as comfortable as she could possibly be here, because I wanted her to stay a very long time.

  “Okay, if you say so.”
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  There was also the surprise that the video cameras were in the room waiting to catch her expression when she saw it. They’d been hounding me for days to get some footage for a promotion that was coming up, but I kept putting it off. Now it seemed like as good of a time as any. We were doing good and she was still determined to play the game with the show. I was only going to help facilitate it all.

  We got to the outside of the room and I told her to open the door.

  “You’re acting so weird right now Danny. Why don’t you just tell me what is going on?”

  “Just open the door and you will see Deirdre. You really don’t like surprises, do you?”

  She nodded her head, like of course she didn’t, and I started to rethink the cameras on the other side. She was certainly not going to like that little bit of it and I wanted to take it all back. But it was too late. I knew that it was. I should have done this differently.

  “Just smile okay?”

  Deirdre looked a little confused, but I wasn’t going to say anything else. There was no point to, because she was not going to be happy.

  Before she could ask me what was going on, I pushed the door open and got the cameras to come out, so she had a little warning before she came in.

  “Wow, there are cameras here Danny.”

  Her voice was tight, and the smile was not at all her best. She was trying, but it was rather clear to me that she wasn’t having the best time right now. I could imagine that she would want to be anywhere else but here today.