Trust Me
      Chapter 20
 

All night she had waited for this time together. A few hours before they had been cleaning up the kitchen at Rick and Abby's . They had thrown an impromptu party for friends and family. It had felt so good to be surrounded by loved ones. She enjoyed seeing Danny interact with the people in her life. Phillip and Danny had immediately begun discussing business. Bill had talked sports with him. She knew Danny would be fine for the rest of the evening once she saw him laughing at something Blake and Harley were saying. Danny seemed to welcome it all. She had stood back watching him, relishing the normalcy she craved so much. It had been eighteen months. A year and a half filled with many surprises and an incredible gift.

The months following their arrival in Springfield, they had gone about finding a home. It was a beautiful Colonial on the hill. A house so big that Michelle felt she would never find the right furniture to furnish it. The one place that had been easy to decorate was their bedroom. She had found the perfect set the first day shopping and it had been delivered immediately. The rest of the house was coming along slowly.

Danny had taken over Sancorp. He was immersing himself in everything there was to know about the everyday running of the company and spent a lot of time away from the house, but he was happy and that was all that mattered. The day he had come home to her and said, "SanCorp is ours. She signed it over to me.," Michelle had felt a sense of relief. Carmen had relinquished her control over them. Finally, things were going their way. It was promising and she was filled with hope and happiness. And so they had begun the rest of their life.

Since their time together on the yacht they had gotten closer than she ever imagined possible. Coming home had been nothing like the nightmare she had pictured. The wounds that ran deep...the memories were harder to deal with. At night, she'd wake up sometimes to find him sitting in the chair by the window in their room staring out into the night. Other times, they'd both wake together, covered in sweat. Loud noises frightened her. A car backfiring could send her into a panic but, she was coping. She talked to Danny about everything. They'd sit in their big house marveling at the changes that so rapidly were coming into their lives.

Finally alone she felt the real party had just begun. The fireplace lit the room in a soft glow. Shadows danced on the walls. She was wrapped in the soft cocoon of Danny's embrace. This is where her life began...



"Hot."

"Fire.," she answered as she stared into the leaping flames in the fireplace lazily caressing his thigh.

"Soft?" His hands combed through her hair, still damp from her shower.

Michelle lounged between his legs, her head cradled by his chest.

"Soft.," she repeated nodding her head. "hmmmm...," she giggled. "Noooo...ummm...", she pressed her back into him.

"Don't go there!," he warned whispering into her ear as he reached for his glass.

"Ahhhh...Pillow!," She picked up the pillow at her feet and brought it to her chest.

"Nice save...," he growled nibbling at her ear. He reached around and offered her a taste of the liquid.

She chuckled loudly. "Okay, try another one."

"Let's see...Ecstasy?" he challenged.

She took her time considering the word and a smile crept over her face. "Mouth.," she answered arching her eyebrows as she turned in his lap to peer at him over the top of the glass, her tongue moved slowly over her lips. He smiled.

"Power." He raised his glass to her. She bowed her head in response.

"Corruption..." she put her glass on the table and placed her hands on his chest.

His eyes followed her as she made a trail from his nipples to his waist. Without lifting his head he looked up at her.

"Suspense.," he whispered.

"Suspense," the word rolled off her tongue in anticipation as she leaned in closer to him.

Their lips met. His mouth opened over hers, his tongue tasted her. He lifted his hand to cup her head. She leaned into him as his fingers worked wildly through her hair. He moved from her lips pulled away and began to kiss her neck . His face buried into the crevice of her collar bone, she pressed him to her , his head between her hands. Each kiss was harder than the last. He felt desperate to taste every inch of her body. She felt the burn of his stubble on her skin. He pulled her body to him closer. His hand cupped her full left breast his fingers found the soft nub of her nipple and rubbed it to a hard peak. She moaned. He tugged at her t-shirt pulling it over the top of her head. She raised her arms to help him. His warm touch seared into her skin. Her head was thrown back as she gave in to the sensation.

"Ummmmm...I like this.," he said as his lips covered her nipple and he began to suckle.

"It feels good."

He stopped long enough to look up at her. His eyes filled with lust. "Do you know how beautiful you are when you get that look in your eyes?"

She inclined her head to his and tasted his moist lips. Her tongue probing into the depths of his mouth. Naked their chests met as he leaned back bringing her to the down to the floor with him. Their kisses were long and deep. His tongue moved through her mouth tasting her. Through the soft cotton sweat pants she felt his desire as it grew in proportion to her own.

He cupped her breasts in his hands, fondling them gently at first and then pinching and kneading them as she moved suggestively on his lap. With each wave of her buttocks his erection pressed through his pants aching for release. He held her hips to push her down on him harder. Their movements were done in unison, a dance they had choreographed long ago. He rolled with her so she lay on her back his body over hers. Her hand was caught between them as she pushed down on his sweats trying to remove them. He lifted himself to help her as she pulled them off. As his penis was freed she reached down to grasp him. His breath caught in his throat as her hands wrapped around him. He lay beside her, their bodies lined up perfectly.

"You're so hard.," she whispered seductively.

"Uh-huh..."

She began the motion that he loved. Holding the tip gently, but with pressure her hand slid up and down. As she gathered the correct rhythm his hands began their exploratory venture. She felt the first caress of her thigh and felt herself getting wetter in anticipation of his touch. He fingertips barely touched her as he brushed them over her core. Her hips bucked slightly to meet him. He ran the palm of his hand between her thighs. Her legs spread wider to receive him. She felt a slight pressure as first one finger dipped into her and then another. He moved them in and out with the same rhythm as her hand did on his penis.

He gave in to her touch, closing his eyes to focus on the feeling. He listened to her breathing, deep and shallow an occasional gasp or whimper exciting him more. Pulling away from her he moved down her body. Caressing her belly, his fingers drew a pattern over her soft curves. She lay back as he ministered to her body. "I love this curve..."

She stretched her body beneath his mouth as his lips kissed her thighs. He settled between her legs. His tongue teased her and she sighed deeply welcoming him. He began to make love to her slowly with his mouth. Her body tensed at the first flick of his tongue. Her arms lay flat at her side, her knees came up off the floor. He cradled her legs with his forearms as his hands spread her wider. "Ahhhhhh..." His teeth ran over her core gently causing her to shiver. She pressed up with her body wanting more. He began to roll her hips. With each movement he held his mouth tightly to her. She felt herself giving in to the thrill. His hot breath blowing on her mixed with the slow but consistent pressure of his tongue causing her to lose control. He grabbed at his head. Her hands pushing his head closer to her. Her fingers ran through his curls.

"Dannnny..."

"Talk to me..."

"I--I can't. You..."

"You taste so good.," He stopped to look up at her.

"Uh.," she tried catching her breath. "Come here..."

He lay over her staring into her face. His hands pushed away the stray curls of her hair from her face. She grabbed his hand, her fingers laced with his. He buried his head in her neck. Her lips found his earlobe, she brought it in her mouth. "I want you...," she whispered. She adjusted her body beneath him and opened her legs. He began to help her. "Noooo...let it happen..." She could feel his penis on her thigh. Their mouths met in a passionate kiss. Their bodies lined up. She wrapped her legs around his back as he slipped inside her. Her body received him. He moved slightly until she was filled up. He slowly pulled out and then pushed in. He stayed like that.

"Don't you wish we could stay like this forever?," he whispered.

"Yes..."

He kissed her breasts, his tongue running over her swollen nipples. She gyrated her hips. He moved out and then in again. Slowly... Their bodies met and then separated over and over again. Sweat glistened on their skin. She bit her lower lip as he pressed into her touching her in her most sensitive part. She held him tighter refusing to let him pull away. "Stay...," she beckoned. She moaned beneath him as he built the pressure by rubbing against her. His penis throbbed inside her. "Always..."

He pulled away bringing her body with him. He sat back on his knees with Michelle on his lap. She lay against his chest. Her head on his shoulder. Her mouth on his neck. Chest to chest. Her hair tickled his skin. He trembled as she moved her hips off of him. Her body uncovering his shaft. He pulled her down to him. They both looked down to marvel in the wonder that was their bodies moving together. She lay back sensing his need to move faster. The dance began. He thrust into her. Their bodies moved together as the pleasure kept building within them. He felt her begin to shake giving way to moans. Her soft whimpers brought him to a frenzy. The rhythm was perfection and she let him know, "There...don't stop...," she begged between gasps for breath. He complied. "DA-nnnnnnnny..."

He felt the tension in her body and she cried for release. He lay closer to her staring into her face. Her eyes opened wide as her orgasm overcame her. "Ooooohhhhhhh" . He moved faster. Her final cry took him over the edge as he spilled inside her. Their lips met as the pulsating of their bodies continued.

He lay is head on her chest. Her arms wrapped around him. Neither of them moved.

"I love you.," he said.

"I love you."

The quiet night surrounded them.

"It's so quiet."

"hmmmm...." She played with his hair.

Then the monitor on the night table began to crackle. The cries of their baby broke through silence and it was music to their ears.

THE END