Weapon of Desire

by Brook, L M

  Lifting the bottle I slowly pour the champagne over her nest of dark hairs and along her thighs which glisten in the dimmed lamp light. I taste her wet legs with long swipes of my tongue as my fingers circle her clitoris and cup her dark lips. I suck hard and lick in turn, dipping deep inside her resulting in cries of joy. I reach up for the strapped dildo as Suki slithers around in ecstasy.

  I feel Anthony immediately behind me reaching for the toy and fastening it around my waist as I continue to lick and suck. He raises me upwards switching on the vibrator and directing me forwards to penetrate Suki. Her eyes are wide with elation as I climb on top of her warm wet body and move my hips against hers to the melody of her wails and groans. Anthony’s fingers wander between my legs stroking my aching lips and delving deep inside me. His hardness rests against my bottom and then brushes between my legs. With each plunge of my hips Suki cries with joy as her fingers wander up and down my thighs.

  “Anthony I want you now.” I cry out tugging at his hips behind me.

  Anthony’s stiff length is inside me and thrusts deep as I push hard into Suki. The vibration on both of us and the continuous unrelenting pumping brings us both quickly to orgasm with screams of delight as I sink onto Suki’s chest. Anthony moans loudly as he pushes deeper and fills me with his warm juices.

  “Wow that was amazing.” Suki looks up at both Anthony and I.

  I begin to giggle “well that was a first.”

  Anthony draws back and then hauls me up and over his shoulder “Come with me Mrs Hunt your sticky body needs a bath. I think Suki has received sufficient attention. I want you to myself.”

  Suki looks down at her watch “Shit Alex will be wondering where I am.” She gathers her shoes and underwear and then can be heard in the lounge re-emerging fully dressed and clutching her reclaimed phone. “This was great guys, call me.” She is gone in a flash.

  I lay back against Anthony in the tub surrounded by bubbles with an array of clothing spread over the floor. His arms hold me close as I enjoy the peaceful soak cushioned between his thighs.

  “Did you enjoy this evening?” Anthony presses small kisses along my neck as I rest back onto his shoulder.

  “It was wonderful thank you.” I feel content and happy to lay here with him all night. “Did you?”

  “Darcey I enjoy every minute with you and god you turned me on playing with Suki.” His breathe is heavy as he whispers into my ear. “You aren’t considering running away with her are you?”

  I twirl my gorgeous engagement ring with the broadest smile on my face as I chuckle to myself. Twisting in Anthony’s arms, I look up into his candlelit face

  “It was fun playing with Suki..……………Anthony I love you so much, promise me you will always be there when I need you.”

  “Darcey, you are my world, I will always be there for you.”

  CHAPTER 10

  I open one eye with an aching head; all of that champagne and eating late has taken its toll. Today of all days! Will I ever learn? I am expected to host a three course lunch for our families. The curtains are open and the sun is shining in a blue sky peppered with the odd cloud. I turnover to search for Anthony beside me but he isn’t there.

  “Good Morning.” Anthony is fully dressed in jeans and a pale grey shirt seated in the armchair with a newspaper on his lap.

  “You look too sexy in those jeans to be over there, come here.” I raise my head off the pillow tapping a hand on the bed beside me.

  “Darcey you’ve a busy day ahead. You don’t have time to start something you can’t finish.” He strolls over towards the bed and looks down at me. “I think you have already passed with distinction in the sack. Now I need to know whether my future wife has any cooking skills.” He grins cheekily

  “Mr Hunt, I’ll have you know that I’ve already prepared the delicious terrine and cheesecake and you’ll not be disappointed with my roast lamb!” I fling the covers back sitting upright then close my eyes as I feel the dull throb in my head.

  Anthony laughs “You look convincing!”

  I notice fresh clothes lain at the foot of the bed. The room has been tidied with fresh fruit, pastries and juice on a table in the window. “You have been busy.”

  “I arranged for Simon to drop in to see Lola and pick up some clothes for you.” Anthony stands to hand me a fluffy bathrobe and I enjoy being spoilt. “Why don’t you have some breakfast first and then shower? Simon will be back at 10.00am to collect us so you’ve just over an hour.”

  “Ok but I need some tablets for my head.” I grab my handbag and notice a missed call from Daniel only 20 minutes ago. I wonder if Anthony heard it or saw my phone.

  “Daniel called you.” He sits back in the armchair, cross legged leaning back watching me.

  I cringe before turning to face him. Did he mean that they talked or did he see my phone? “Yes I can see a missed call on my phone.”

  “Isn’t he in Russia at the moment?” He drills me for knowledge on his whereabouts; he obviously is curious why he is calling me.

  “Yes he is.” I decide to keep conversation short regarding Daniel.

  “What is so urgent that he is calling you from Russia so early on a Sunday morning?” Anthony doesn’t give in easily.

  “I don’t know, perhaps Lola will know more.” I decide to hit the shower first to duck out of anymore questions.

  I step inside the wet room which is enclosed with frosted glass cubes on two sides. I turn on the water letting it beat down on my pumping head as I watch Anthony walk by the glass and appears in the doorway.

  “Darcey are you still seeing Daniel?” He is stern and uptight as he waits for my answer.

  I spin around angry at his assumption “Of course not!”

  Anthony puts up his hands in submission “Ok…. I trust you; I’ll not question you again.” He returns back into the bedroom.

  Breakfast was a little tense but Simon arrives on time and breaks the atmosphere. Anthony is clearly insecure when it comes to Daniel being mentioned. Sitting in the back of the car Anthony strokes my hand. I look into his eyes and can see he is hurting and needs reassurance.

  “Anthony I love you.” I squeeze his hand as we pull in outside Mum’s house. He tugs me close for a tender kiss and then swivels to exit helping Simon to carry in my boxed gifts. Nick opens the door with Lola in tow looking a little blushed.

  “Hi Darcey, did you have a good evening?” Nick is unshaven and casual with his shirt hanging over his jeans. Lola stands wearing nothing but an oversized man’s T Shirt which must be Nicks.

  “Fantastic thank you, and you Nick…. did you have a good evening?” I look over his shoulder to watch Lola squirm.

  Nick smiles “yes a perfect night, good company and wine.” He turns to kiss Lola on the cheek. “I’ll see you later.”

  I conceal a grin as Anthony joins me at the door. “Nick are you ready?”

  “Yup.” Nick winks at Lola and then walks towards his car.

  Anthony curls his arms around my waist pulling me closer as Lola scurries back inside the house and upstairs. “I’ll be back at 1.30 ok?”

  “Can’t wait…. missing you already. Anthony… thank you for last night… I enjoyed every minute.” I’m over come with a feeling of not wanting him to go.

  “So did I.” A warm long kiss leaves me breathless as he makes his way to where Nick is waiting.

  In the kitchen Mum is making coffee for Simon. She seems nervous but looks beautiful in a smart pair of black trousers and a fitted lime green silk blouse.

  “Mum you look lovely, that colour really suits you.” I give her a hug and kiss joining them for coffee.

  “So how was your secretly arranged night with Anthony?” Mum wants the full gossip but I’m hesitant in front of Simon.

  Lola returns to the room wearing blue jeans and a baby pink cashmere sweater. She has thrown them on with her hair messily put up with no effort whatsoever but still looks every inch a hot babe.

  “So Darcey�
�…. tell all.” Lola sinks bread into the toaster as Mum fusses over her sweater label which is sticking up. She has always had a soft spot for Lola and treats her like her own daughter.

  She spins around and spots my ring hugging my mug. “Argh……..” she yelps as Mum nearly drops her mug of coffee. “Is that an engagement ring?”

  Mum, Lola and Simon stand all staring at me. I sip my coffee, leaning back against the kitchen counter hoping this will give me time to think of a subtle answer that won’t result in them freaking out.

  Without waiting for a response Lola continues “he’s asked you to marry him….hasn’t he?” She realises that I’m wearing the ring it must mean I have accepted and gasps in horror “you said yes!”

  I nod taking another sip of coffee, not needing to offer any more information. Mum and Lola are speechless.

  Simon smiles “congratulations Darcey, you make a lovely couple.”

  “Thank you Simon.” I manage to splutter over the top of my mug.

  “Are you sure Darcey? You’ve only known him a matter of weeks.” Mum looks concerned.

  “Oh no….…..” here goes Lola again “you’re pregnant!”

  “What? ........ I’m not pregnant! We love each other ……. is that ok with you?” I’m furious at Lola and really shouldn’t be surprised. It was only a couple weeks back that I humiliated Daniel by rejecting his proposal.

  I turn my attention to the fridge deciding to prep the lamb and vegetables. There is an awkward silence behind me as I drop my hoard out onto the work surface. Both Lola and Mum wrap their arms around me in a hug.

  “I’m sorry Darcey, let’s start again……. I’m so pleased for you. Anthony is a really nice guy.” Lola is genuinely apologetic.

  “That’s wonderful news darling…………all I want is to see you happy……..with lots of children that I can cuddle.” Mum approaches kissing my cheek. “So when is the big day planned?”

  “We hope to get married before Christmas, when I return from Dubai.” I get stuck in prepping the vegetables and piercing the lamb with garlic and rosemary.

  “That soon! There’s a lot to organize.” Mum is now starting to panic.

  “Mum stop worrying, I’ll organize everything.” I start to relax feeling a little squeeze around my waist and a kiss from Mum on my head. This is the difficult part; I know that Anthony’s family will be over joyed.

  “Mum please don’t say anything to Freya and Tom as Anthony wants to make an announcement this afternoon.”

  “Ok dear we’ll not ruin your surprise.”

  “So Lola, what happened between you and Nick?” I’m adamant that she too shares her secrets.

  “We had a lovely evening drinking wine and listening to music.” Lola does not make eye contact as she continues to chop red onions.

  “Oh really so where did you both sleep?” I stop chopping to read Lola’s expression.

  “Darcey, leave Lola alone.” Mum looks up scornfully while peeling carrots.

  “We fell asleep on the sofa if you must know.” Lola grins and resumes chopping.

  Together we decorate the dining table with fresh white linen, Mum’s best crystal glasses, champagne flutes, candles and flowers. The terrine is sliced and individually plated with dressing and salad as the lamb slowly roasts filling the house with delicious garlic and rosemary aromas. Simon returns with my pre-order of freshly baked loaves as we finish slicing the cheesecake and soaking the raspberries in liquor.

  Finally Lola joins me in searching for something to change into that she felt would be more appropriate for announcing my engagement to Anthony in front of his parents.

  “This is better!” Lola holds out my figure hugging lemon dress that sits just on the knee. It is covered with prints of tropical birds and flowers. “Wear your nude high heels and your sassy pearls.”

  “Lola I’ve been meaning to ask you whether you’d be my Maid of Honour?” I hastily ask as Lola searches for my shoes. “I’d understand if you didn’t want to because of Daniel.”

  Lola rises from the depth of my case with my shoes in her hands “I’d love to be your Maid of Honour; we were best friends before you became Daniel’s girlfriend.”

  Lola returns home with Simon to make a quick change and rematerialises looking hot in a turquoise dress and black high heels. Obviously for Nick’s benefit. Feeling relaxed before our guests arrive we sit listening to Mum’s favourite Frank Sinatra album as we sip wine watching Mum spin Simon around the kitchen. He is such a good sport and has been so attentive this weekend.

  Sam and Joe arrive letting themselves in to join us frolicking about in the kitchen. Joe pulls protesting Lola to her feet as I open another bottle of wine pouring glasses for them both.

  “How are you Sis?” Joe claims his glass as I check on my lamb and vegetables.

  “Very well thanks, what have you two been up to?” I sip my chilled Chablis watching Lola twirl about to “Fly me to the moon.”

  There is a knock at the door and my heart pounds nervously as I make my way to greet our guests. Anthony stands clutching flowers with an enormous smile closely followed by Nick looking shaved and smart carrying a case of champagne. Freya and Tom wave as they climb out of the back of their car.

  “Hello sexy, you look gorgeous.” I grin at Anthony’s whispered words.

  “Down Tiger, later.” I giggle pressing my lips against his ear gently pressing his chest. “Come in, go straight through.”

  “Hi Darcey, is Lola staying for dinner?” Nick looks like a love sick teenager.

  I smile cheekily “Of course…don’t worry it has only been 3 hours since you saw each other.”

  Nick squints with a frown “I was asking as a friend.”

  “Of course you were.” I smirk as he grins passing me to go in search of Lola.

  “Hello Darcey, lovely to see you again.” Freya looks a little tired and somewhat unsteady on her feet as Tom assists her to the front door.

  I move closer clasping her shoulders and kissing her softly on the cheek. “Lovely to see you both, come in let’s introduce you to my Mum, Lola and my brothers.”

  The kitchen seems a hive of activity with Nick chatting to an extraordinarily demure Lola. Anthony is talking to Joe, Sam and Mum who holds the bouquet of flowers from Anthony.

  “Mum let me introduce you to Freya and Tom, Anthony’s parents.” Anthony looks at home, relaxed in my brothers’ company. “Freya, Tom this is Joseph and Samuel, my brothers.”

  Mum lays the flowers on the kitchen counter and takes Freya’s hand smiling affectionately “Please call me Rose…lovely to meet you both and thank you for taking care of Darcey.” I can sense she is in awe of Tom who looks very attractive and strapping in his jacket, jeans and checked shirt.

  “Rose it was our pleasure, we enjoyed having Darcey around. The house seems so quiet now without her.” Tom softly shakes her hand. “So, I eventually get to meet the brothers I’ve heard so much about.”

  “I hope Darcey has reflected us in a good light?” Sam beams showing off his perfect white teeth.

  “Knowing her she hasn’t!” Joe sips his wine and throws me a smirk.

  “Isn’t it unusual that Anthony knew you both back at Hornchurch and then meets Darcey here at Dorton?” Freya is now gently swaying to Frank singing “it had to be you” with Tom’s hands on her shoulders. It’s wonderful to see a couple still so in love.

  “Let’s get you some drinks.” I turn to pour some more wine as Freya notices my engagement ring.

  Anthony hovers behind me with his arms wrapped around my waist whispering in my ear. “Darcey, I want to announce our good news, let’s open the champagne.” Nick and Lola emerge from their deep conversation, popping open bottles as Anthony winks at Nick pulling me in closer. “Everyone…..I have a very important announcement.”

  He twirls me around grabbing my hands and looking into my eyes. I’m the happiest woman in the world right now as I stare adoringly up at him.

  “I want you all t
o be first to know that Darcey and I will soon be Mr & Mrs Hunt……….Darcey has agreed to be my wife.” Anthony’s lips touch mine as whistles and cheers erupt in the room.

  “Congratulations Son!” Tom smiles hugging Freya “when is the big day?”

  Anthony wraps his arms around me, smiling down “I hope you can all make Christmas Eve?”

  “Wow I’d better get searching for my outfit.” Freya smiles “Where do you plan to get married?”

  “Darcey and I have been talking about Sebel House and how it would be perfect for a small wedding, what do you think?” Anthony looks to Freya and Tom for their approval.

  “What a great idea, we’d love you to get married at home.” Tom squeezes in Freya with a kiss on her head.

  “That’s settled then …Christmas Eve at Sebel House. Ma we will arrange and organize everything, so don’t worry.” Anthony picks up two glasses of champagne, handing one to me “Cheers everyone….oh I nearly forgot I have to road test Darcey’s cooking first!” He grins “Let’s hope we all get out of here alive.”

  “I wouldn’t count on it!” Joe mocks.

  Fortunately my efforts were not in vain, everyone enjoyed my cooking and even my brothers were being hospitable and sensible for a change, entertaining Tom, Simon and Anthony in deep manly conversation. Nick and Lola are so loved up that they can’t keep their eyes off of one another.

  Freya, Mum and I sit in the conservatory on the sofas with coffees enjoying the time alone chatting about the many wedding plans to be made.

  “Darcey I still remember my Mother’s wedding. It was a magical autumn wedding in France…the village was idyllic, set in the hills with a tiny church lit throughout with candles.” Freya seems to have slipped into a happy dreamful state, relaxing back on the sofa.

  “How old were you Freya?” I curl my legs up beneath me, interested to learn more about her childhood.

  “I was 6 years old.” Her eyes are glazed as though deep in a trance. “I wander what that village looks like now.”

  “Have you never been back?” Mum is more at ease now she is getting to know Freya and Tom.