Meant to Be
      Chapter 9
 

"You know what Theresa? I don't care anymore. I just don't. At this point, the fact that I've pissed you off is totally insignificant to me! You know as well as I do that a marriage between us will be a complete travesty. What?.................No. No. I DON'T LOVE YOU THERESA! You're living in a fantasy world.................Yes dammit, you know I've enjoyed it, but that's all it is Theresa - sex - just sex................No! Don't you call it that! Don't you ever fucking call it that! I have never made love to you Theresa and I never will...................Well I'm sorry you feel that way.................FUCK YOU TOO!!!!

I rip the phone out of the wall and hurl it across the library. It slams into the red mahogany walls and the expensive wood splinters as if it had been hit by a sledge hammer. The phone is shattered into a million pieces scattered across the floor. I collapse into the leather chair wondering how much more of this I can take before I self destruct. I feel like my life is a giant mother fucking twister spinning helplessly and hopelessly out of control with Theresa and mother fueling the winds. If I don't get out of this goddamn house and fast, I'm know I'm going to lose my fucking mind! I grab my car keys off the desk and practically run to get to my car. I cross the foyer picking up speed as I pass through the kitchen and exit the back and into the hallway. Before I know what's happened, Michelle is sent flying into the wall as our bodies collide head on.

"SHIT! Michelle!......God! Are you o.k.?"

She reaches out one hand to grab my shoulder for support and clutches her head with the other. "I.....I think so......." Suddenly I find my own self being shoved up against the wall by two petite hands that are attacking me with the brutal skills of a trained police dog. WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING DANNY?!!! YOU COULD HAVE KILLED ME FOR CHRISTSAKES!"

Yep! She's fine all right......and as feisty as ever. "Whoa!" I say grabbing her wrists. "Back off a minute! Regardless of what you may think Michelle, I didn't run into you on purpose. I'm sorry. I was in a hurry and I guess I wasn't watching where I was going."

She yanks her wrists free from my grip and backs away. " Gee Danny, ya think?"

"No need to be a smart ass about it Michelle. I said I was sorry. Now, if you'll excuse me there's somewhere I have to go."

In almost an instant her mood changes. "Where are you going?"

"What?"

Speaking very slowing and sarcastically she repeats " I said ....where.....are.....you.....go--ing?"

I can't help but bow my head and laugh at her. Her own face breaks into a beautiful smile and I find myself scanning her incredible features. "Out Michelle. What's it to ya?"

"Well Danny......if you must know, before I was brutally attacked and thrown into the wall, I was actually on my way to find you."

"Excuse me?"

" I said ……Well......Danny.....if.......you......"

"Cut the crap Michelle! I heard what you said the first time. Why exactly were you looking for me?"

"I don’t know. I guess I wanted to apologize and clear some things up before I went back to school tomorrow, that's all."

It takes every ounce of control I have left to put her off. "Well now's not a good time Michelle. As I was saying, I'm on my way out."

"WELL THAT'S A FINE HOW DO YOU DO!" she says while poking me in the chest. "WHY AM I EVEN APOLOGIZING TO YOU? IF I REMEMBER CORRECTLY, YOU'RE THE ONE WHOSE DONE NOTHING BUT ACCOST ME SINCE WE MET."

Utt ohhhh! She's baaaack. My control is gone. I quickly grab her hand and start dragging her behind me down the hall and out to the garage.

"What are you doing Danny??? Where are we going???"

"For once in your life Michelle, shut that trap of yours! You're coming with me." She doesn't speak another word.

I open the passenger side of the car and all but shove her in. She grabs the door handle and slams it shut almost trapping my fingers in the process. I slide into the drivers seat and glance over at her. Her eyes are burning with fury and I swear she has the look of the Devil. If I didn't know better I would think she had 6,6,6 tattooed on that beautiful head of hers somewhere underneath all of that curly hair.

I turn the key and the engine revs. Within seconds, we are flying down the drive in an uncomfortable silence, the tension so thick you could cut it with a knife. I turn off onto a dark road that branches off of the main driveway and go about 2 miles. I bring the car to a stop in front of my destination. Michelle still hasn’t spoken and I can sense her fear through her breathing. We just sit. Michelle is the first to speak, her voice meek and soft.

“Danny…..where are we?”

“The horse stables.”

“Why are we here?”

“I don’t know.”

“Well if you don’t know, would you mind taking me back? It’s kind of creepy out here.”

“I’m not taking you back until we get some things resolved Michelle.”

“Oh! So now I’m your prisoner.”

“If that’s the way you want to look at it…..then yes. You’re my prisoner.” She attempts to get out of the car and I reach over and grab her hand pulling her back in. She fights me with all her might.

“LET GO OF ME DANNY SANTOS OR I SWEAR YOU’RE GONNA BE MISSING SOME OF THOSE FRONT TEETH!!”

WHACK! God dammit! She wasn’t kidding. She hits me hard across the face with her right fist and stars appear as my head snaps backwards. Taking advantage of my shocked state, she scrambles out of the car and runs for the stables. I throw open the door and take off after her, not having a clue as to what I will do if I catch her. I run through the entrance and stop. I don’t have to look far. She’s standing at the very end of the stable. The full moon illuminating her large curls and forming a halo like border around her. Both of our chests are gasping for air, but neither one of us makes a move towards the other. It seems like hours pass as we stare each other down. Finally, she finally breaks the silence and screams at me from across the stables.

“What do you want from me Danny? Why did you bring me here?”

“I don’t know Michelle. I can’t explain it. I just………I just did.”

She’s crying now. I want to take her in my arms and comfort her so badly. “But why Danny? Why?”

I take a step towards her. She takes a step back. It immediately pisses me off.

“Jesus Michelle! Quit doing that. I’m not going to hurt you! I would never hurt you” I yell while pointing my fingers at her.

She crosses her arms, her back slightly hunched, as if she’s cold and frightened. “DAMMIT DANNY! ANSWER MY QUESTION!”

“I needed to be with you Michelle…….alone. I know you feel it too. You can’t deny it.”

“Feel what Danny? Lust? Is that what I’m supposed to be feeling for you? Is it?”

“It’s more than that Michelle and you know it!”

“No Danny, I don’t know it. There’s nothing between us and there never will be. You know it as much as I do.”

“Don’t say that Michelle……..don’t ever say that!”

“It’s true Danny! YOU’RE ENGAGED!! Even if there were something between us, we could never act on it for that very reason!”

“I DON’T LOVE HER MICHELLE!”

“So I hear. But you’re marrying her anyway.” She laughs. “How pathetic.”

I walk towards her, closing in the gap. She doesn’t move. Less than 10 feet stand between us. My throat is dry from yelling and breathing so hard. My words come out in a husky tone.

“You know what’s pathetic Michelle?”

“Oh. Please enlighten me Danny.”

I step closer. “Pathetic, is the fact that standing in front of me is the most exquisite creature I’ve ever encountered and I can’t touch her.” Closer. “Pathetic, is the fact that I’m doomed to a life without love because I have to marry a woman I despise because of my family honor.” Closer. “Pathetic, is the fact that I see you, and I want you so badly Michelle that my entire body aches with desire.” Her eyes are now fixed on me in a hypnotic state. I inch closer, my eyes never leaving hers. “Pathetic, is being able to only imagine what your lips taste like instead of being able to taste them for myself. And that, my dear, sweet Michelle, is what Pathetic is.” I stop. The gap half-way closed. Her eyes are heavy and her body sways a bit. Her lips are full and slightly parted, begging to be ravished. My strength is gone and I can’t take it anymore. I close the remaining gap in one full stride. She turns to run. I grab her from behind and trap her left arm to her back. My right arm wraps around her neck and I pull her to me tight and breathe heavy into her ear. “Don’t do this to me Michelle. I can’t take much more.”

She’s crying and pleading for me to let her go. My heart is breaking, but I can’t do it – not now. “Danny….please. I can’t do this. I don’t have the strength to fight you anymore.”

“Then don’t fight me Michelle! Don’t fight me! I’m begging you, don’t do this to me. I won’t be able to take it if you walk out on me now. I’ve done nothing but think about you since this morning. When I saw you in the kitchen Michelle, I knew. I knew that there would never, ever be another woman for me. You are the angel in my dreams Michelle. An angel sent from God to save me from a slow and painful death.”

Her body is shaking and her cries have now turned into sobs. “I can’t save you Danny! Don’t ask me to do that! Don’t ask me to surrender my heart to you. It would only be returned broken and I would die Danny! Do you hear me???? I WOULD DIE!”

“Don’t say that Michelle! You want me! I know you do! I know when you see me your body reacts in ways you can’t control. Do you know how I know Michelle?”

She shakes her head.

“Because my body reacts the same way.” I press my lips to her ear. “I think of you Michelle and I have to touch myself. I close my eyes and imagine the feel of you, the taste of you. What it would be like to make love to you. I touch myself Michelle until my body explodes with thoughts of you. I can’t help it – it just is.”

I release my hold and turn her around to face me. My own tears have settled onto my cheeks and my hands are shaking so badly I can barely steady her face as I look at her. “Michelle, my beautiful, beautiful Michelle.” I am crying now, my voice overflowing with emotion. “God knows I don’t want to hurt you, but I can’t fight these feelings anymore. My every thought is consumed with you. Please Michelle, save me……..please…………..”

Her mouth crashes into mine and I sweep her up into my arms. Our tongues are like flames igniting the fire that threatens to devour us both. Our bodies starved as we feed each others hunger. I carry her over to an open area and gently lay her on a pile of soft hay. Her fingers are wrapped in my curls and she pulls me close. I push a strand of hair behind her ear and lean in to inhale the scent of this incredible woman. I am intoxicated. I am flying. I am in love. I rain kisses along the base of her neck and drag my tongue up the hollow of her throat. Her skin tastes of the sweetest honey I’ve ever known. An almost inaudible gasp escapes as my hand glides across her breast. I feel her nipple poking through the thin material and instinctively, my mouth finds it way and I lightly lick the tip as her back arches and she presses closer to me. I pull back and drag my thumb along the underside of her breast, tracing it’s form, while admiring the look on her face. Our eyes connect as I single handedly begin to unbutton her blouse. One button, two, three, four. I spread the material apart to reveal breasts that are free from the confines of a bra. I smile. She smiles back. They are even more beautiful than I first thought. The photographic image of this afternoon has been replaced with a new one. I lean in to taste the perfect coral colored nipples that are erect and ready to be touched. Michelle moans as my tongue makes contact and her fingers feather through my hair. I take my time savoring the taste of each one by first licking in a slow, circular motion, then flicking my tongue sharply across the tip and finishing up with a deep tongue massage. Michelle is half out of her mind by now and I’m ready to experience the rest of her body. With a single finger I trace the flatness of her stomach and settle upon the elastic waistline of her skirt. I delve my fingers underneath the band while capturing the elastic of her panties at the same time. I tug on them both and they effortlessly glide over her hips, across her thighs and over the tops of her silky legs. I sit up and take in the vision before me. “Michelle,” I whisper. “The word “angel” doesn’t even do you justice. I want you so badly.”

“Danny……..”

“Yes?”

“I’m scared.”

I lay down at her side and she turns her face to me. “What are you scared of baby?”

“I’m scared because………..” She begins to cry.

“What? What is it baby? Tell me, please” I kiss each falling tear and pull her close.

“I’ve never done this before Danny. I’ve never made love.”

“I know baby, I know. We’re in this together because I’ve never made love before either.”

“No. You don’t understand,” she says sitting up. “I’ve never, ever made love or anything else before.”

It takes me a second to understand, but then the realization of what she’s saying hits me and my heart swells. She’s a virgin. My Michelle is a virgin. She’s never been touched by another. Never. I sit up beside her. She’s embarrassed and won’t look at me.

“Michelle. Look at me.” She turns, avoiding my eyes. “Look at me.”

“I love you Michelle Bauer. I know it’s the craziest thing in the world to fall in love with someone only after 18 hours, but I do, I am – I am in love with you. The fact that you’re a virgin only makes me love you more. I’ll understand if you don’t want this. I will.”

I can taste her salty tears as she kisses me softly on the lips. “And I love you Danny Santos. I want to make love to you, I do. If we can’t have the rest of our lives, we can at least have tonight.”

She sits up on her knees and begins to unbutton my shirt, our kisses growing heavier by the second. My hands explore her naked body while she desperately tries to loosen my belt. I assist and before I know it, my pants and shirt are lying in a heap next to her blouse and skirt. I want this to be so special for her. I try to take my time, but our bodies are desperate for each other. She lies back in the soft hay and I climb on top. My erection is seeping the fluid that threatens to escape and I fight hard to hold back. I press my fingers to her clitoris and her body welcomes their warmth. I feather the hardened nub back and forth in a horizontal motion and Michelle’s legs spread wider allowing me full access.

“Danny………….ooooh……….that feels sooooooo good.”

“Just enjoy it baby, it only gets better.” My fingers are soaked with her sweet juices and I remove my hand for a brief moment to taste them. Just like I imagined. I resume giving her pleasure, but replace my fingers with my tongue. She likes this even better. I lap up the wetness that escapes her and plunge my tongue deep inside. She tries to sit up to watch, but the pleasure she is receiving is to much and she collapses. “Oh God……yes Danny…….right there…..that’s the spot……..it’s too much…….I can’t take it anymore…….I can’t……….

She screams as her body convulses and her orgasm rips through her. It’s the most beautiful site I’ve ever seen. I press my tongue to her barely moving it back and forth as she comes, intensifying the feeling. She quickly sits up and grabs my shoulders and pulls me on top of her. Her tongue explores my mouth as she tastes her on juices. “Make love to me Danny, please.” I’m more than ready, but I don’t want to hurt her. She spreads her legs welcoming me in and I oblige. I press the tip of my erection at the entrance of her and slowly push in just a little. I can feel her body tense and it scares me. I pull out, but she stops me. “No Danny, please. I want to do this. I need to do this.”

“I’m afraid I’m going to hurt you baby.”

“Please Danny, please.”

I cup her face with my hands and stare into her chocolate eyes. I want to watch her face as she loses her virginity to a man that loves her more than his own life. I push in inside ever so slowly. Further and further I go. Her eyes close and she winces as her body tries to accommodate the thickness of me. I’m all the way in and I stop. I’m to scared to move. She opens her eyes and a tear drop escapes. I lovingly wipe it away as my own tear falls on her cheek. No words need to be spoken between us. We both know and understand the depth of our love. She nods her head that it’s okay to continue, and I do. My hips begin to push in and out and I can tell that the soreness is slowly being replaced by pleasure. I bury my head in the crook of her neck trying to be as close to her as I can. She reaches around and presses into me with her hands trying to force me deeper inside. I thrust harder and I’m nearing the end with each stroke. Michelle’s hips are now bucking wildly underneath me and we are both lost as we tumble into the abyss.

“Micheeeeelle………………Baby, I’m coming………I love you so much………..Michelle……….”

She is crying as her own body succumbs to the intense pleasure and she screams my name over and over again. “Danny………..Danny………..Danny……….I love you…………”

I collapse on top of her, our mouths devouring each other as we exchange “I love yous.” I know that I will love this woman until the day I die. Now I am faced with the decision of what to do. I don’t want to think about that now though. I just want to hold her in my arms and cherish the moment. We both drift off to sleep only to wake up and make love over and over and over again throughout the night. I have finally found the angel in my dreams.

I wake up the next morning and the bright sun hits me right in the face. I smile as I remember the first time I made love to Michelle. My Michelle. I roll over to embrace her, and she is gone. The space next to me replaced with note.