“Deal,” I stand up taking the sunscreen from him. I squirt some onto my hands, knowing what I am going to do. Daniel turns around and I place my hands around him leaving my handprints on his chest, then another set on his stomach.
“Oops, looks like I’ll have to rub that in, too,” I whisper as he turns and stares at me wide-eyed.
“You can’t say a thing when I do the same to you,” he warns with a wicked smile.
“Yes I can, you can’t touch any part of me that is covered,” I caution playfully. He takes the lotion and begins at my shoulders as I rub his chest. Together we stand there rubbing each other all over with sunscreen. I would love to say it was sexy, but truth be told we laughed more than anything. In this moment, laughter is exactly what I need.
Chapter Four
Hours later I find myself in my room staring nervously at my pink vintage dress. Do I put it on? The hard knock at my door throws me into a panic and I hide it in the closet before I throw on my robe to answer the door.
“Why aren’t you dressed yet?” Daniel asks as he walks into my room making me walk backwards.
“I don’t know if I should wear the dress,” I admit.
“You are wearing the dress.” He walks over to the closet and takes it out.
“I don’t want to start a fight, it’s her wedding,” I whine.
“But it’s your life, why should she decide what you wear?” I sigh as I sit down on my bed. Daniel stands in front of me, taking my chin in his hand and raising it to look at him.
“You are wearing the dress.” I nod my head. Slowly his hand traces down my throat and he starts to pull my robe off.
“Excuse me.” I stand up and he tugs it open.
“I saw you in a bathing suit that barely covered you. What are you worried about?” I shudder as he finishes opening my robe. I watch as he steps back taking in my pale pink strapless bra with matching lace thong and nude thigh highs.
“Wow!” Daniel says on an exhale. I let the robe drop as I take my dress off the hanger. I step into it and let my arms slide through covering myself up again.
“Would you zip me up?” I take my hair to the side as Daniel walks over.
“Only if you let me unzip you later,” he rasps before he kisses the center of my back. Sweet sassafras, what do you say to that?
“If you play your cards right, Westy, I’ll even let you rub my feet,” I tease. Good Kay, keep it cool.
“I’ll do more than rub your feet sweetheart,” He growls as he zips me up. I can feel his warm, minty breath singing my skin at the back of my neck. Breathe Kay.
“Ready?” he asks, as I turn to look at him flushed.
“N-no, I need my shoes.” I pick them up off the couch and sit down. Daniel comes and squats in front of me taking my shoes. I instantly bring my shaky legs together.
“What are you doing?” I ask as he puts my shoes on.
“Ensuring I at least get to rub your feet tonight.”
I let out a sigh of relief and stand up. In my heels I am tall enough to kiss his lips. I debate on it. Oh the hell with it. I give him a soft kiss. We look at each other the whole time.
“Thank You.” I pull away before I start panting and embarrass myself and start walking to the door.
We are five minutes late, but you would think we were an hour behind by the way Nicky is pacing the front lobby. I hold my breath when she glares at me.
“You bitch, I told you not to wear the dress.” She looks over at Matt.
“You gave her the dress back? Do you still love her?” She walks over and pushes him. Matt grabs her hands.
“Nicky, you need to calm down.” I can’t hear him after that because he starts to whisper.
“The Clark and Green party can follow me,” the concierge announces and everyone starts to follow him.
Daniel doesn’t leave my side. He has a hand on me at all times throughout the night. When we walk his hand is in mine and his body is blocking me from Nicky and Matt.
“I told you the dress would piss her off,” I whisper as we walk into a private room for dinner.
“Kayley, I was wondering when I would get a chance to talk to you,” Matt’s mother says as she walks over to us.
“Oh Daniel! You look so handsome.” She kisses his cheek and gives him a hug before turning to me.
“You look beautiful Kay, I love this shade of pink.” She pulls me in for a hug.
“Mrs. Green, what color is her dress?” Daniel asks.
“Her dress is pink, Daniel,” Mrs. Green says as Nicky walks by.
“I was just checking because Kayley didn’t want to wear it because she thought it was too light and might look white,” Daniel explains.
“Don’t be silly!” she laughs, dismissing the comment. I know Nicky hears this and I know her glass of red wine will end up on me pretty soon.
“Everyone, could you please take your seats,” Matt announces. I look over at Daniel and he guides me over to my seat. I am sitting on one side of Nicky and Daniel is sitting on the other side of Matt.
“This isn’t going to work. Hey Denise?” Daniel says to Nicky’s cousin. “Would you mind switching seats with me? It would put you next to Chris which is where you should be sitting anyway,” he tells her.
“If I have to sit next to my husband, then I guess I will,” she says smiling. Everyone sits down and Nicky looks over at Daniel.
“What are you doing? I have a seating arrangement for a reason.”
“Well, when I can trust you won’t torture your best friend, I will let you sit next to her,” he says easily.
“Matt, he is ruining my wedding,” she whines.
“Relax, Nick. People can sit where they want.” He looks over at Daniel as a warning. Daniel nods and looks over at me.
“See? Everything is fine.”
The next two hours go by fast and I leave dinner with nothing spilled on me and no insults thrown at me. I should have Daniel around all of the time. Wait. What? I am getting way too comfortable around him.
Daniel’s hand finds its way into mine as we wait for the elevator.
“Care for a foot rub?” He bumps his shoulder into mine.
“That would be nice and you promised me you would unzip me. I don’t want to be trapped in this dress all night,” I tease.
“That wouldn’t be good,” Daniel laughs. We hear his phone and I watch as he takes it out of his pocket.
“Sorry I have to take this.” I nod.
“Hey Jami,” he greets the person on the phone. His hand goes to his stubble and he starts to rub it as he listens.
“OK, what else?” he asks before he starts pacing.
“It wasn’t anything bad, right? Can you send it to me?” He pauses. “OK, I’ll look at it and call you back.” The doors open and I step in and wait for Daniel.
“Are you coming?” I ask holding the doors open.
“Yeah, sorry.”
“Is everything alright?”
“I’ll know in a minute or so.” He smiles at me but I can tell something is off.
When we get into my room Daniel walks directly over to my bed with his phone in his hand looking at something. I take my shoes off and place my clutch on the dresser.
“I have to show you something and I don’t think you’re going to like it.” This makes me look over at him in worry.
“OK, what is it?” I ask as I walk over to him. He moves over making room for me while wrapping an arm around my shoulder.
“There were pictures taken of us today in the water and in the cabana. I was told that there would be no photographers allowed on these premises. This is a private resort,” he explains.
“Let me see the pictures.” I take his phone and look at them. The blood drains from my face when I see the first picture. There I am lying in the water and you can see Daniel touching my stomach. The caption reads: “Playboy Daniel Weston spotted sunning in Aruba with unknown beauty.” The next picture is me wrapped around him as we kiss. The next f
ew are of us kissing or putting suntan lotion on each other. I look over them again and see us smiling or laughing.
“How often does this happen to you?” My eyes meet his and I can tell he feels bad.
“More than I would like, I’m sorry,” he whispers as he takes his phone.
“Hey, this isn’t your fault. You didn’t know,” I tell him.
“Yeah, but I should have known better than to do that in public,” he admits.
“It happens, Westy. I’m not thrilled to have them seen by other people but it’s not like we are naked having sex on the beach. They photographed us having fun.”
“You’re right, it could be worse. Thank you for being so cool about this.” He smiles then leans in to kiss me.
“I have to call Jami back and then I will help you out of that dress and rub your feet as promised.”
Daniel makes his call as I start to pull my thigh highs down. He quickly grabs my arms and shakes his head no. Oh really? I sit on the edge of the bed and pull my dress up revealing the top of the thigh highs. Slowly, I hook my thumbs underneath one and begin to slide it down my leg lifting it slightly off the bed.
“I gotta go, Jami,” Daniel says in a rush and hangs up. He stands me up before I get it down to my knee and turns me around.
“Dress first.” I hear the zipper slide down my back and then I feel Daniel’s lips gradually caress my back. My head falls forward as his lips whisper up my neck. His hands turn me at my waist and my body follows his every direction. His hands help guide my dress off till it falls to the ground. Ever so slowly he takes a step towards me making the backs of my knees hit the bed. I sit down as he lowers to his knees in front of me. His fingers skate up my calves and glide up the inside of my legs till they meet at the top of my thigh highs. As he lowers them, his lips kiss down my legs. My arms come out to rest on the bed for support as I watch this sexy man undress me. He repeats the same task with my other leg and when it is off he settles between my legs. My hands come to his face and brush against his soft stubble. I kiss him slowly at first working us up into a frenzy. My fingers nimbly unbutton his shirt and then I slide it off of his strong, broad shoulders. My hands have a mind of their own because once his shirt is off I start working on his belt. This earns me a deep groan from Daniel. The sound fuels my fire, but before I can get him fully unbuttoned Daniel picks me up and settles me in the center of the bed.
“I’m not going to hurt you, I promise,” he says before he kisses me. I don’t know why I trust him, but I do. I’ve known him for all of two days but I have never been so comfortable in my own skin around a man. Maybe Daniel is the first real man I have ever met. His fingers work to remove my bra and then I lay before him in nothing but my soaked panties.
“Kayley,” he breathes into my mouth before he kisses down my body. I lengthen my body as he makes his way down and one large hand covers my chest to lower me onto the bed. “Here, let me,” is all he says, and I comply.
I let him explore me, I allow him to taste me, to make love to me. After spending time on my breasts he kisses a trail down my stomach, kissing each of my hip bones. Leisurely he trails kisses down from my navel ending at my sweet spot. The first sweep of his tongue sends electrical currents through me. The second and third have me shaking. My hands find his hair as I begin to rock into him. I am on sensation overload by the time I feel the first finger slip into me. It’s when he slips his second in that I can’t wait any longer.
“Please, Daniel, I want you,” I beg. Daniel sits up and looks at me.
“Are you sure?” I nod my head breathlessly as I reach for his pants to finish what I started earlier. I take his long hard length out of his pants and reconsider for a second. Kay, you haven’t had sex in over two years, and he is huge! This isn’t going to fit!
“It’ll fit,” he says as if he can read my mind as he rolls on a condom. I look up into his green eyes and stare into them as he pushes into me. I try not to close my eyes as he sends me into a euphoric overdrive. I find my hips working on their own pushing up against him. When I feel like he can’t get any deeper he does. Slowly we start to rock. He pulls out and slides back in in a phenomenal rhythm. He takes my mouth with his and kisses me like it’s his last kiss. His hand caresses my face while the other works my nipple.
“Oh God,” I moan. “Please,” I beg again. I need more and Daniel knows how to give more. I watch as he starts to rock harder into me, making my toes curl. My orgasm begins to build. He rubs that sweet spot with every stroke in and out of me. It sends me higher and higher, and before I know it I am falling, and holy shit, it feels so good! Daniel keeps working me, making my orgasm last longer then it rolls into a second. Wait a second. I’ve never had a multiple orgasm. My eyes won’t open because it’s too much, my body is shaking and I am pretty sure I am holding my breath. I take in oxygen as Daniel bites down on my nipple sending me straight into my third orgasm. I start to scream and chant his name over and over again as he keeps working hard to keep me going. When I come off of my third I look up at him.
“Harder. Please.” I watch as he leans up and settles back on his heels taking my legs and wrapping them around his waist. Then he goes to work. I watch as he nibbles on his bottom lip while he pumps in and out of me.
“Kayley!” he groans looking me in the eye. I pull myself up against his chest as he comes. Slowly we rock together, feeling all of the aftershocks.
“Holy shit,” he says as he nuzzles my neck.
“You have no idea,” I say panting.
“I’m pretty sure I do, I was here, too, remember?” he laughs.
“I don’t remember much, orgasms make me stupid.” I smile as he nips my neck.
“Orgasms make you glow.”
“Orgasms also make me hungry.”
“Orgasms make me tired.” He places me on my back and leans all of his weight on his forearms.
“I won’t hurt you, Kayley,” he promises me.
“I know Daniel.” I give him a soft kiss. “I know.”
Chapter Five
Waking up with Daniel in bed with me is something I will never forget. I wake up in his nook with my hand over his heart and his hand on top of mine. I sneak a peek at him and find him awake.
“Morning, sweetheart.” He pulls me on top of him and my body protests the movement.
“I’m sore.” I sit up straddling Daniel. “Know of any good cures?” I rock my core over his hardness and a wicked smile spreads over his face.
“Do you always wake up ready to go?”
“Play your cards right Westy and maybe I’ll let you find that out.”
One hour and two more orgasms later, there is a knock at my door. I look through the peephole finding Matt. Daniel is in the bathroom, so I pull on a robe and open the door.
“Is everything OK?” I ask as Matt walks right in and starts pacing.
“I can’t marry her, Kay, I can’t marry her when I am still in love with you,” he declares stopping and looking pathetically at me.
I laugh, I literally laugh at him.
“Oh come on, you just have cold feet.”
“No, I am pretty sure I am still in love with you.”
“How? We haven’t dated in years.” He has lost it.
“I have wanted to kill Daniel every time I saw his hands on you. Yesterday at the beach I wanted to smash his fucking face in for kissing you. I think that just proves I am still in love with you. Take me back Kay, marry me today.”
“I think you have lost your mind, Matt!” I back away from him and tighten my robe.
“Kay Kay, I know you still love me.” Yup, he has definitely lost his shit!
“Actually, I don’t, Matt. I don’t even like you or Nicky. I figured once I was done with all of this wedding crap, I’d be done with both of you.”
“Kay Kay, you don’t mean that.” He steps toward me and I hold my hand up.
“See, you don’t even know me. I hate to be called Kay Kay.”
“You used to l
ove it.”
“I never loved it. If you love me so much, what’s my favorite color? What’s my middle name? What’s my favorite drink?” Matt looks at me confused, not answering a single question.
“Pale Pink, you don’t have one, and watermelon martinis,” Daniel answers leaning against the bathroom door in nothing but his dress pants from last night.
“Take a hike Matt, you fucked it up, there’s no turning back. The only thing I can tell you is don’t marry Nicky.” Daniel starts to walk over to Matt but Matt is already walking out with his head down. The coward walks out without a fight. Oh, he really loves me! What a douche bag!
When Daniel closes the door I look at him.
“You know I dated him for a year, and he couldn’t answer one question, I’ve known you for a few days and you can answer them all, why is that?”
“Because I wanted to know, and I want to know more.” Daniel wraps his arms around me hugging me tight. It’s then we hear an ear piercing scream from Nicky.
I can hear her calling Matt every name possible.
“I guess the wedding is off?” Daniel says with a smile.
“I guess so.”
“What do you want to do today?” Daniel asks when we hear a knock at the door. I have a feeling I know who it is. I open the door to see Nicky standing there with tears running down her face. I almost feel bad. Almost.
“You ruined everything, this is your fault,” she accuses, “he called off the wedding.” She goes to take a step towards me and I hold a hand out.
“Nicky, go tell someone who cares!” Then I slam the door in her face. That felt amazing!
Daniel comes up from behind me and wraps his arms around me.
“Are you OK?”
“I am great, that felt so good!” I turn and face him. You would think ending a friendship of sixteen years would make me sad, but it doesn’t. It makes me feel relieved.
“So what do you want to do today?”
“Anything you want,” I say before kissing him and leading him back to bed.
Hours later we are still lying in bed. Daniel’s fingers are running up and down my spine lulling me to sleep.
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