Page 77 of Second Chances
All of the tension and anger over Caroline strengthened their need for each other, their need for connection; Darcy, afraid that Beth was going to realize that a relationship with him wasn’t worth the trials and Beth, afraid that he would never be able to have complete faith in her after what Caro had put him through. Their frustration fueled their passion.
Her response was immediate, kissing him back, showing him physically just how she felt. Their tongues sparred back and forth, each trying to take control. Her arms looped around his neck, his hands threading themselves through her hair, clasping her head and angling her mouth under his so he could delve even further into its warm, moist depths.
This was all she wanted, to be with him and to forget about the world.
Beth groaned as she felt Darcy pull back from the kiss, her face still clasped between his hands, his forehead coming to rest gently on hers.
“What do you want me to do, Beth?” he asked hoarsely, his eyes shut as he tried to reign in his desire and frustration.
A quick intake of breath accompanied her shock at his question.
He was asking her what to do? He wanted her to give him direction?
As much as she warmed at the full control he was giving her over the situation and how he handled it, she didn't know what to do.
“I want… No, I need you to make this decision with me,” she replied softly, her hands moving down to cup his face. “I don’t know what to do but whatever it is, I want us to decide and move forward together - no more holding things back, no more one-sided decisions.”
His eyes opened, their molten chocolate boring into hers, his need for her written all over his face. He didn’t respond - verbally, that is. Ever so slowly, his lips descended onto hers, kissing her softly in agreement, in a silent promise to move forward together.
Beth sighed into the kiss for a moment, relishing the gentle caress of his lips on hers, the soft, unspoken acquiescence of the embrace. It was just for a moment though; she’d been on edge all afternoon, forcibly constraining her emotions so that she didn’t confront Caroline. Then, after leaving, her thoughts and feelings had run rampant - anger, confusion, and frustration overwhelming her senses; the tidal wave of sensations only exacerbated by Darcy’s arrival. The only thing that had brought her peace was his kiss and her desire for him; it was the only constant, the only thing that she knew for sure that was real; the only thing she knew for sure how to handle.
And the only way to handle that kind of desire was to let it engulf her.
Her tongue pushed against the crease of his lips, demanding entrance -demanding more.Beth wanted to be consumed by him; it was the only thing that felt safe, and she knew that he felt the same. At the first press of her tongue, everything about his embrace changed. His hold on her tightened and tensed, his kiss intensified, her lips opening to his tongue as it began the familiar dance with hers.
She was on edge, needing more, faster. Her hand left his face, roaming impatiently down to his chest, trying frantically to unbutton his shirt. In her haste, one of the buttons popped off, causing her to gasp against his mouth.
“Just rip it,” Darcy murmured into their kiss.
Beth didn’t need any further encouragement, pulling forcefully on his shirt, letting the last three buttons fly from their perch. She didn't even bother to try and pull the shirt off of him, her hands immediately reaching for the hard planes of his chest. Beth moaned at the feel of his hot skin underneath her fingers. Her fingers played across his chest, rubbing over his flat nipples, then down across his sculpted abdomen to the edge of his pants. She heard his breath catch, feeling his pants move underneath her fingers as his erection swelled larger, achingly close to where she was touching him.
Not to get ahead of himself, Beth felt his hand slide down the length of her back, coming to rest briefly on her ass. Grasping the soft flesh, he pulled her firmly against his hips, letting her feel the hard ridge of his erection, trapping her hands between them, preventing her from exploring any further.
“I need you,” Beth panted into his kiss.
“I am yours,”was his response.
His words brought another rush of heat from between her thighs, forcing her to shift her stance, trying to press her legs closer together to ease the ache between them. Knowing, his hand moved farther down to grasp her thigh underneath the edge of her sweater dress, pushing the material up and over her hip. Shifting slightly, he moved his hand between them, right to the center of her need.
She gasped loudly as she felt his fingers delving between her slick folds, her legs almost collapsing out from underneath her as he began to ease the burning ache inside. Waves of stinging heat made her head spin and she felt as if she were going to pass out. Her arms came up to clasp around his neck, anchoring her to the only thing that seemed stable in the room right now.
Beth couldn’t focus; she pulled her face back from his kiss, her senses completely overwhelmed. Her forehead fell to his shoulder as his mouth began to kiss a trail down her jawline to her neck.
His mouth latched onto the silken skin at the base of her neck, while his fingers latched onto the soft bud that was the beacon of her desire. Simultaneously, he sucked on her neck while pulling on her clit, the sensations from both coursing up and down her body, driving her crazy.
“Please, Darcy,”she moaned.
Her plea earned her a small bite on her neck as he pushed two fingers deep inside her. Gasping, her hands moved to his shoulders, squeezing tightly on the thick muscles as her desire built.
“Let me take you to bed,” Darcy suggested softly, recognizing her inability to remain upright.
His fingers continued to stroke the inside of her passage, fueling the fire that was raging inside of her. It took a moment for her to realize what he said, but she caught him just as he’d begun to move.
“No!” she insisted. “I want you here, I need you now.”
His eyes locked with hers, turning completely black as her words stoked his desire.
“As you wish.” And then his mouth captured hers.
