Page 36 of Black Mark's Heart

Again there was silence. I nearly jumped out of my skin when Darius's hand brushed against the side of my neck. He paused, his hand staying ready to touch me again. I composed myself and waited. His hand slipped around to hold my neck, his thumb caressing beside my jugular. He pulled me towards him.

"Dare," I breathed, "I can't."

"One night," Darius murmured. "Anyone else, it would be a pricey sum of money, but I know you wouldn't take this on if you weren't passionate about it. I'm passionate about you, Mora. Spend tonight with me, and I will sign the Carnival over to you for free."

Darius pulled me close to kiss me again. "I can't tonight," I swallowed. "I'm expected home."

Darius hesitated, "You live with someone?"

"I have a flatmate, yes. It's not a sexual relationship," I informed him.

Darius brushed his lips against mine. "Then I'll come home with you."

I tried to pull back, Darius's strong hand on my neck preventing me. "My father is there waiting for me to get home, Dare."

Dare released me with a sigh.

"Tomorrow," I negotiated. "I'll come to your place at midnight and you can have me until morning."

"Why so late?" Darius asked unhappily.

I pressed my lips together, considering my answer. This wasn't the time to drop the fact that he was a father, and I needed to feed our son at ten before putting him to bed. "My life is different now, Dare. I have responsibilities I can't just put aside."

"What responsibilities?" Darius grumbled.

I took a deep breath, focusing on keeping my voice steady. "Dare, you threw me out of your life with no explanation, and on our wedding day, no less. You don't get to know what's happening in my life now. I want the Carnival; you want me to sleep with you to get it. Fine. I'll do you here and now. I don't really care if Clark watches, but I'm not dropping everything to make you happy. Those days are gone."

Darius sat back as if shocked. I took my seat belt off and moved closer to him, unknotting his tie and then the buttons of his shirt. I kissed his neck and started a wet trail down his strong chest.

Darius's hand threaded into the hair at the back of my head, his other hand unbuckling his belt and fly, pulling his growing monster out.

I smiled and allowed him to push me lower, licking around his smooth head, his erection growing full at the flick of my tongue. I sucked the head of his monster into my mouth and let him know just how much I missed him as I bobbed upon him.

Darius gripped my hair hard and pulled my head up forcefully. He captured my mouth with a passionate kiss as he pulled my body to straddle his.

"No more broken promises, Dare," I breathed, his mouth nipping down my neck. His hands slid under the skirt of my dress to drag my butt forward until his hardness was pressed against my mound. "Do we have a deal?"

Darius pulled my panties to the side and lifted my body so that the head of him slipped between my lips to find my entrance. It did easily. I hadn't been with anyone since Jacob was born. Despite not wanting it until now, I suddenly found myself desperate to be penetrated and to lose myself impaled on a guy. That my first time after having our child was with Darius just made it perfect.

"Dare?" I moaned in discomfort as he pushed my hips down upon him.

When it wasn't enough, he thrust up into me. I cried out, gripping his shoulders hard. He held me there, buried inside of me, both of us breathing heavy just from that first penetration. He didn't answer me. He kissed me, his lips giving me the promise. I started moving over him slowly, enjoying the feel of being stretched open on him again. God, it felt like only yesterday since we'd last made love, and at the same time, it felt like it'd been years.

My body had changed a little since having Jacob. My pants were a little more snug around the hips, but thankfully I was back to my previous sizing. Not so much for my breasts, which seemed to have doubled in size since my milk came in, and it was my larger breasts that Darius's hand was now paying extra attention to.

It was winter, so I was wearing a high neck dress that prevented Darius gaining skin to skin access, which was probably lucky. As he fondled and teased my nipples through my nursing bra, I felt the material of my bra grow damp as I started to leak milk. It was close to feeding time, and the milk bar was full and ready to go. I grabbed Darius's wrist and yanked his hand away, directing it back to my hips.

I kissed Darius passionately as I rode him. Darius fisted my hair, pressing my mouth hard to his, moaning his pleasure as I felt him grow thicker just before the monster jerked inside of me and filled me with his lust. My body reacted to the sensation and clamped down hard around him. I dropped my mouth to his shoulder and bit his bared chest as I came silently.

I stilled myself upon him and sat there catching my breath. I looked out the back window and realized we'd stopped driving. I turned my head to the side and noticed we were parked at the corner of my street. I hadn't given Clark the house number, so he'd stopped just up from the corner.

I took a deep breath, inhaling Darius's scent, and went to remove myself from him. Darius caught me, kissing me slow and deep for a long moment. When he drew back, it was only enough to stop our mouths from touching.

"The Carnival is yours. I'll have the paperwork sent through to you on Monday," Darius murmured.

I kissed him. A small kiss in comparison to the one he just gave me. "Thank you." I removed myself from him, correcting the placement of my underwear. "Clark, could you get my cello please?"

"I can take you to the door if you give me your number," Clark tried.

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