Page 21 of Second Chances
“I’m so sorry, Darcy,” she said thickly, looking him in the eye, “I can’t… I didn’t mean…”God.There were no words to convey how sorry she felt for putting him through this torture. So, she decided on a different route. “I’m here,” she said, reaching up slightly to briefly kiss his mouth, “I’m not going anywhere.” She kissed him again. “I love you.”
“God, Beth, don’t apologize,” self-hatred re-infusing itself into his tone. “I’m the one who is fucked up. How could I even think that of you? What kind of person am I, to treat you like this?” With those self-loathing and rhetorical questions he began to pull away from her, disgusted with himself.
Beth quickly wound her arms around his neck, forcing her body flush with his. “You’re a human being who has been traumatized, but I’m here; I’m not going anywhere.I would never betray you like that.So, please, don’t pull away from me; don’t let this come between us. I didn’t leave you. I won’t leave you. So, don’t leave me.”
With that statement, she reached up and covered his mouth with hers. It took a moment - a moment for him to register what she had said, to register that she was giving him a chance to put her above his past, to change the outcome of the situation but when he did, it was like a switch was flipped and suddenly he was groaning into her mouth, his arms coming around to press her closer against him.
Thank God.
This kiss was much different from the last; the deep appreciation and desperation for her was clear. Their tongues danced, trying to deepen the kiss - if that was even possible. Beth moaned as she felt his erection against her stomach.
Take control,she heard the small voice inside her head say.
Her hands worked their way between them to finish unbuttoning his shirt and yank it down off his arms. Pulling her head back, she looked Darcy in the eye as she moved them backwards towards the bed. Holding his gaze, her palms came up to his chest as she pushed firmly and said softly, yet assertively,
“Lie down.”
His eyes flared in a momentary thought of defiance; he was unused to being ordered around, especially in the bedroom. His mouth thinned as he stared at her, the instinct to take control fighting to be released. She stared right back, daring him to retaliate, yet knowing that he wouldn’t - not this time, at least. A small smile spread across her face as she felt him give way beneath her hand, slowly sitting down onto the bed.
“As you wish,” he muttered softly, his eyes never leaving hers, as he leaned back onto his elbows.
Beth let her instincts guide her as she climbed on top to straddle him. Reaching down, she grabbed his undershirt, pulling it from his pants, and slowly slid it up his body. He frowned when it got to the point where he was forced to lie back completely with his arms overhead in order for the shirt to come completely off. Beth purposefully took her time as she leaned her torso completely over him in order to pull the shirt off, her movements putting her breasts right at the level of his face. His tortured groan brought a smile to her face, knowing that his hands were still entangled in his shirt and unable to touch her, but that didn’t stop him.
Beth gasped as she felt the warmth of his mouth close greedily over her lace covered nipple, suckling her hard right through the fabric. Closing her eyes, she let the sensation of his mouth and the movement of the lace overwhelm her heightened senses. She moaned and felt his pause as he smiled against her breast; remembering that she was the one who was supposed to be in control, she arched her back, pulling her nipple just out of reach. Leaving his hands still tangled in the undershirt, she slid back down his body until her face was level with his.
“It’s my turn,” she whispered just as she set her lips on his and kissed him with everything that she had.
Underneath her hips, she felt his erection hardening further, straining against the confines of his pants; pants that were probably soaking from her since the teddy didn’t provide much of a barrier. Running her hands down his arms and onto his chest, she broke off from his lips and began to plant small kisses down his neck and onto his chest. Looking up at him with a devious smile, Beth took one of his flat, hard nipples into her mouth and mimicked his earlier actions.
“Yours are nicer,” he said huskily.
She bit down on the hard nub, satisfied with his sharp intake of breath. Taking her time, she moved to his other nipple, listening to how his breath quickened, held, and then released. Knowing that she was pleasuring him, torturing him, like he had done to her so many times only heightened her arousal.
She moved quickly down his stomach, enjoying how it tensed with each kiss as Darcy tried not to move. Her legs slipped off the bed so that she could kneel between his legs. He groaned as her fingers grazed his erection in their attempt to undo and lower his pants and his sigh of relief was heavy when his pants were finally around his ankles, his arousal free from its prison. Beth looked up to see that Darcy had raised his head slightly, his eyes questioning her, daring her,What are you going to do?
Holding his gaze, wanting to see the effect she had on him, she lightly ran her finger from the base of his cock all the way to its head. Even though he didn’t move a muscle, Beth saw his eyes darken with desire, wanting more. Licking her lips, she watched his face as she grabbed his erection in her hand, pumping her hand once, twice; now she saw his muscles tense all over, his jaw clenching as his breath came out in a hiss, as he watched her hand.
She saw him start to shift to free his hands and knowing how quickly that would mean losing her advantage, grabbed his balls, effectively shifting his focus immediately back to her.
Biting her lip, she smiled lustfully and said, “I wonder how you taste.”
She saw his eyes widen for a brief moment as her head moved down to pull the full length of his erection into her hot, wet mouth. The bed shook as his head slammed back onto the mattress as he let out a yell, his hips jerking up, pushing his arousal even farther into her throat. She gave him just a moment to adjust to the onslaught of pleasure before she began to move her head, slowly taking him in and out of her mouth. His moans became uncontrollable when her tongue began to massage his shaft as she pulled her head up, ending with a swirl around the tip before she sucked him hard and then allowed her mouth to come back down and completely engulf him.
She repeated the movements over and over, reveling in the sheen of sweat that had broken out over his skin; she knew he was trying to hold back his release but it was quickly overpowering him, his hips thrusting uncontrollably towards her mouth during its descent.
“Beth, please…” he begged, huskily between his sharp intakes of breath, “I can’t… hold on… Want… to be… inside you.”
No. She was in control and she wanted to be the one to make him lose it this time.
She picked up her pace and reached her hand underneath to massage his testicles. He was panting hard now and Beth heard him begin to struggle with the shirt she had left tangled around his wrists.
“Fuck.”She heard him mutter trying to free his hands and she knew that he was on the brink of orgasm.
Moving even faster, she took him in her mouth one…two…and on the third descent took him as deep as her throat would allow, and at that point attempted to swallow, her throat muscles closing around the head of his cock, shooting him over the edge.
“Beth!”He yelled as she felt the hot jet of his semen hit the back of her throat. He must have freed his hands because they tangled in her hair, firmly supporting her head as he pumped his erection into her mouth again and again, letting his orgasm drain completely out of him.
When he finally stilled, his hands relaxing in her hair, she slowly lifted her head, making sure she cleaned every last drop off his still very erect cock. Darcy had propped himself back up on his elbows and she caught his jet-black eyes immediately, the intensity of his desire radiating out of them, freezing her movement. Holding her gaze, he sat up fully, his face inches from hers as a satisfied smile spread across his face.
