Rebecca’s story
This morning I realized that yesterday I had been a bit too mean and pushy with him, so the first thing that came to mind saying I was sorry was a cake, a chocolate cake. I knew he had to like it, because everyone loved chocolate. Although my intention to leave after the Gala was as real as it possibly could be.
I walked down the stairs into the kitchen, still shaking a little on my feet. It seemed Dominic had left. All the better. I was going to surprise him.
I had made today a special one. With my sight restored and back on my feet, I had much to celebrate. Megan was out, too. I had the entire house to myself.
It took me two hours to bake the cake, but I was happy with it. I just hoped Dominic would be the same. Everything had to be perfect. Just as I placed the pastry in the fridge, I heard the front door open. Damn, I didn’t have time to wash up for a bit! When he stepped into the open-space kitchen, he remained silent and still. It was the first time my eyes had ever seen him differently, and from the look on his face, so did he. I had my face covered in flour and my eyes stared only at his perfect figure. I was still trying to figure out what made him see me this differently. Yesterday he had been so cordial, afraid he might hurt me. Today, he was a hungry predator on his way to his prey. He was not frightening. In fact, he was desirable.
In that dim morning light, he looked incredibly sexy. I shivered and couldn’t control my body as I lowered my gaze to his massive hands and my mind went wild. I suddenly wanted them all over me. He was in his usual black suit and this time a red tie as well. That damn red tie that made his eyes stand out. His hungry eyes were like the ones of a hunter waiting to catch his prize. I watched him loosen that tie, watching each finger grab it and pull it down, letting his bare torso for me to admire. I longed to go over and help him, to mix my fingers with his and rest them on his chest. Instead, I admired all his masculine doings, craving lust and desire for this man.
Suddenly, he was close to me, invading my personal space. It surprised me I didn’t even take a step back. It drew me to him like a magnet. One more step towards me and I felt lost. I just wanted to abandon myself in those powerful arms, waiting to explore every inch of my aroused body.
We stood there, facing each other, marveling at our willingness to hold back. Though I wondered for how long? This tension between us was so fierce I could feel and smell it. It had been that way since the day he came to introduce himself at the hospital. His amber scent has obsessed my entire existence.
I watched him close the distance between us, moving even closer and feeling his minty breath on my face as I lowered my eyes from his; but it surprised me when he lifted my chin, forcing me to hold his gaze. At that moment, I stroked his freshly shaved beard. That was like a trigger for him. Devouring me with his stare, he savagely took my mouth with his. My lips parted at the thrust of his tongue. I rubbed against him until I heard him moan; the sensation of being somewhere between pleasure and pain. I let myself fall into his arms, letting my guard down. If he wanted me here and now, so be it! God would know I wanted him as well. No man had ever stirred in me so much desire as Dominic.
As he felt me melt in his arms, he tightened his embrace, supporting me with his whole body, perfectly molding me, pressing me against the wall. I reached the heights of pure pleasure, feeling his hard erection through my skirt. It felt so natural to want him inside me, my whole being begged for him.
Suddenly, his kiss became so gentle, full of tenderness and love. I responded in the same way, but I was now the unstoppable and insatiable one, so I turned the tender kiss into a passionate and wild one again.
He felt my hunger for him and turned me around to face the wall with my hands raised above my head, mingling his fingers with mine. I felt so exposed to his body, feeling him in every pore, inviting him to possess me. He responded and in that moment pressed himself so deep inside me I felt trapped between the wall and his hard body, yearning for his touch. He then read all my sins and moved, his palms covering me all over, beginning a sweet journey down to the line of my panties. Electrifying shivers ran through me, leaving a sweet ache between my thighs. I felt him thrusting inside me so softly that I moaned and dropped my head over his shoulder, eyes closed, surrendering to the desire. With his gentle movements up and down my body, he didn’t hurry until he felt me leaning against him with my whole body. I felt the explosion of feeling, trembling in his arms, him continuing to push me over the edge, each time harder, making it impossible for me to resist. God, I wanted him so badly! When he saw my legs were no longer obeying me, he stopped and turned me to face him. With pleading eyes, I told him the only words I longed for...
“Make love to me, Dominic!” My voice was raspy, and I could hardly catch my breath.
With savagery in his eyes, blinded by pure yearning in his low, husky voice, he found the strength to whisper to me.
“My love, I don’t regret doing this! God is my witness that I desire you with all that I am, but when the time comes, I want it to be special, because you are special...”
My pleading eyes stared, amazed by the craving I felt, the lust he left in me. It did not disappoint me that he stopped. I realized that by doing so; he was showing me his love and respect. God, how I loved this man!
My heart was bleeding and hurting with every breath. I could barely stop my soul from crying.
Why did I have to fall in love with this man? Why did he have to be so perfect? My life was dangerous as it was, now I had other dangers to add to it. And it did not prepare me for that kind of risk. I didn’t know how to react or what to do in case it knocked me down. There was nothing tangible that could do that, so I could defend myself like I always did. It was a feeling that even if it resurrected my entire body; it scared me. And suddenly I found myself gasping for air. It was that burning feeling on the inside. I gently pushed him back, shaking the flour slowly off me, thinking maybe that I might shake off this desire that seemed to have no ending. At least not a happy one. He had no business being in my world. My world was dangerous. It wasn’t fair to drag him into such a world. Perhaps if we had met under different circumstances....Who was I trying to fool? No man would stay with someone like me. And not because I had any flaws, but my very job was a drawback. It wasn’t like it hadn’t happened to me before. I was intimidating because that’s who I was. And so somehow I had to put a stop to this whole story until something more serious came along. Even though my heart would ache again, I was already used to it. I’ll be grateful to him all my life for saving me from death, but that was all. I would not cross the line that I alone have imposed upon myself not to cross.
“I’m sorry this wasn’t supposed to happen...”