Meant to Be
      Chapter 13
 

I've been awake for a while now just watching her. My body's so relaxed, but my brain is racing a mile a minute trying to come up with a plan to save myself from this travesty of a marriage. I lay here frightened - terribly, terribly frightened. Not for myself, but for my sweet, sweet Michelle. Time is running out and the ticking of her clock only serves to remind me that I'm racing for our lives. I pull her closer to me, feeling safe and warm in her embrace. Are bodies are still entwined, our arms and legs wrapped about each other like a clinging vine, my erection now flaccid, but still remaining inside the warm, wet softness of her femininity. The intensity of our lovemaking began in the late afternoon and spilled into the wee hours of the morning, and every single time was a unique and beautiful experience. We started out rough and fast and then moved to tender and slow, but our last session was just so……..so downright hot and…….. God……… erotic. I'm still reeling from it. The heat of her breath on my ear when she talked dirty threw me into a spiraling descent that sent me crashing into an orgasm so intense I nearly passed out. I of course, returned the favor, and her own orgasm soon followed. She screamed so loud I had to cup my hand over her mouth. I think we christened every room in this apartment and every piece of furniture or appliance that would support our bodies thrashing about. I've never been so turned on in my life. I am crazy and hopelessly in love with this woman.

She gently stirs and it startles and excites me at the same time. I’m torn between wanting her to wake up so I can see her radiant smile and taste her perfect lips, and wanting her to remain asleep because I know what’s coming. My wish is to lay here forever, wrapped in her arms, in our own perfect little world. I’m not ready to face the inevitable, but my wish is not granted.

She slowly opens her eyes and a beautiful, lazy smile spreads across her face as she twists in my arms and turns to face me. I grimace as our bodies become disconnected and the cold air hits my manhood, giving the word “shrinkage” a new meaning. Not wanting to talk about what I know is unavoidable, I smile my biggest smile and greet her with my best mobster accent.

“Baby! Whadda ya doing to me, huh? Mario was all warm and cozy in there!” She laughs at my lame attempt and raises her eyebrow.

“ Mario? Danny, what are you talking about?”

“ Mario! You know? Mario! If I’m not mistaken Michelle, I believe the two of you got pretty darned well acquainted last night.”

She throws her head back in a fit of enchanting giggles not believing that I have a name for my “ love muscle. ”

“You can’t be serious Danny! What kind of a name is Mario?”

“You’re kidding, right?” I can see she’s not.

“It’s from “The Godfather.” You know……. “Mario Puzo?” Don’t tell me you haven’t seen it.”

“As a matter of fact smarty pants, I haven’t! And don’t you make fun of me. I wasn’t raised in the kind of life you were.”

Now I’m the one whose laughing.

“Oh Michelle……….” I stroke her hair and kiss the tip of her nose. “My sweet, innocent Michelle. That is precisely why I love you so much. Just the mere innocence of you makes me weak in the knees.” She bites on her bottom lip and bats the longest eyelashes I’ve ever seen as she slightly lowers her chin and rolls her eyes upward in an incredibly seductive way. I know that look. It’s a “fuck me” look if I ever saw one, but no matter how hot and dirty we get, I’ll always be making love to my Michelle.

“Oh yeah? Well I’ll bet I’ve got something else that’ll make you go weak in the knees, and besides Danny, I don’t recall our last lovemaking episode being so……umm…... innocent.”

I cover my mouth in fake horror and gasp. “Michelle Bauer! Are you telling me that you liked it when I talked dirty to you?” She wraps her arms around my neck and dips the tip of her tongue in my ear setting it on fire. “ Like is such a lame word Danny………I’d have to say that “adored” and “craved” are much better descriptions,………….wouldn’t you?” She pulls back looking at me with those eyes again and leans in to capture my lips with tiny, earth shattering kisses.

“Mmmmm hmmmmm……” I manage to say. “I would definitely have to agree with that,……..definitely.”

“Then what are you waiting for Mr. Santos? Let the talking begin……………”

I roll her beneath me and feel the beating of her chest. Her long graceful neck is beckoning me to taste her flawless, creamy skin and I comply, licking my way to her earlobe where my tongue and teeth settle in a combination of nipping and sucking motions. From my mouth to her ear, the words begin to roll off my tongue in an untamed manner, driving both of us wild. I tell her what I want to do to her body and how. She replies back, and the tone of her voice is so goddamn sexy that the foreplay ends right then and there. The sexual desire I have for this woman has me so far over the edge that when I plunge into her so deep and unexpectedly, she screams my name and digs her nails into my back drawing blood. I can only chant her name, and she mine, as pain and pleasure mixes into a mutual orgasm that leaves us both breathless and speechless as we clutch each other, never wanting to let go. We lay there for a few minutes trying to catch our breath while our bodies try to heal from our latest experience. There’s a ringing in my ear and for a second I think that our lovemaking has finally driven me insane. It keeps ringing and ringing………..and then I realize,……………it’s my cell phone. It can only be one person……… Theresa.