Page 35 of Second Chances
“Because I haven’t been,” he replied, his voice softening significantly.
“What do you mean? I’m sure she would have heard about at least a few of the others,” she replied confused.
“I’m sure she would have, except that I haven’t been with any other woman since then,” he replied bluntly, his eyes locking with hers.
“Oh,” she replied, speechless for a moment at the implications of what he just revealed. “What about the women that you, ahh, you know, just slept with? Or maybe she didn’t care because it wasn't serious?”
“Beth,” her name came out on a short laugh, “I don’t think you understand. I haven’t been in a relationship with anyone, physical or otherwise for five years.”
What?!Her mouth opened but no words came out.He hasn’t been with anyone in five years. He’s been CELIBATE for five years.
Holy. Fucking. Shit.
“Yeah,” he responded to her astonished expression, “So maybe you’ll cut me a little bit of slack when I can’t keep my fucking hands off you.” He grinned devilishly as his eyes darkened with desire.
“How?” was all she could manage to get out, her brain still processing that fact.No wonder he reacts and behaves the way that he does; he’s never had another opportunity to see how different a real relationship can be - not that you have much more experience in that area, Beth.
“How?” he laughed again at her question, “I’ve just told you that I’ve spent a majority of my life controlling every situation; that includes all potential physical ones.”
Good point.“Why, though?”
“Because it fucking hurt that’s why. I was so fucked up after it ended, there was no way that I was going to get into that type of situation again. When it ended, I realized how little control I actually had in the relationship, or whatever it was. Actually, Charles tried to set me up on a blind date a little while after - he didn’t know what had happened, but he knew I was struggling; I was so overbearing the poor girl bolted before our meals even came out. It was a disaster and I just decided that I didn’t need that kind of distraction or weakness in my life,” he explained, “And then I met you.”
Beth blushed deeply, biting her lip as she was just realizing the other implication of his confession.He had never been tempted enough to start a relationship with anyone until her.The thought sent fire through her body, knowing that she had such an effect on him.
With desire already on his mind, Darcy’s eyes were quick to notice her body flushing at his compliment, her nipples peaking at the thought of how much he wanted her, and the subtle shifting in her legs to ease the pressure that built between her thighs.
He groaned and Beth’s eyes shot to his, noticing the distinct bulge in his pants along the way. Jaw clenched, he looked at her questioningly, knowing that he had promised her a conversation and would continue if that’s what she wanted.
She did want that, but right now she wanted him more. She wanted to feel that passion that only she had been able to awaken in him after years of celibacy.
She leaned down and dropped a soft kiss on his lips, enjoying the sharp intake of his breath as he wondered which direction their conversation was going to go.
Pulling back, she looked into his eyes from under heavy eyelids and said, “Show me.”
Needing no further invitation, his lips engulfed hers, tongue plunging into her mouth, as his deep groan sent waves of pleasure to her core, soaking her inner thighs.
She felt him moving, and then moving her so that she was sitting properly on the couch with Darcy on his knees between her legs, hands gripping her waist, and mouth still locked with hers. Her hands moved to thread through his hair, pulling him towards her.
She felt him smile against her lips as his hands reached up, extricating hers from his hair and using a rubber-band, loosely linked her wrists and moved them to rest behind her head, effectively lifting her breasts and presenting them for him to enjoy. It was a position that he quickly took advantage of, his hands coming down to cup both swollen mounds, squeezing and kneading them until she was moaning and unsuccessfully trying to rub her core against the front of him.
His mouth finally left hers and made its way down to her aching nipples. The intense, hot suction of his mouth on her right nipple had her gasping and arching against the couch, trying to get more of the pleasure that he was giving her.
“Not yet,”he said softly as he switched to lavish his oral attentions on her other breast.
His tongue teased and toyed with the taut peak, as he enjoyed watching her head thrash from side to side, her body trying to get closer to the orgasm that he was going to give her.
Just when she thought she would die from the ache between her thighs, she felt the soft touch of his fingertips between the lips of her vagina. Her hips jerked in response to the electric sparks of pleasure that immediately began to shoot from her clit.
“You are so wet for me,”he groaned appreciatively against her breast.
“Please, Darcy,”she begged in return.
“I need to taste you.”
She let out a loud moan in anticipation of the tortuous pleasure that he was about to inflict. Kissing his way down her stomach, his hands grabbed underneath her thighs to spread them apart widely. She barely was able to crack open her eyes as she felt him spread her folds, exposing her core to the cool air and his hot gaze. His eyes locked with hers for a brief moment as his mouth descended on her but at the first swipe of his tongue, her eyes squeezed shut, her muscles clenching as pleasure rocketed through her.
She wanted to move her hands; she wanted to grasp his head and pull him harder on her, but she couldn’t find the strength or the focus. His tongue taunted her clit - licking, sucking, and finally entering her. Beth struggled to remember to breathe between moans as her climax built.
