“Danny, what’s going on?”
“What do you mean?”
Anxiously, she cleaned away the food from the coffee table because she had to put some distance between them.
“I mean, why now? You’ve never noticed me before, why now?” she insisted as she grabbed the dishes from his hands and shoved them into the sink.
“What makes you say that?” he asked taking her hands.
“What the hell do you want from me? Just say it!” she demanded pushing his hands away.
He took a step backwards, “I can’t make what I want any more obvious, what do you really want?”
Asking that question rendered her speechless for a moment and told her he’d figured out what everyone had known for years. She’d been crazy in love with him when they were growing up. Every waking fantasy she had involved Danny. Stepping into her space, he cupped her face and mesmerized her with the heat in his coal black eyes while her skin flushed and warmed. In her wildest dreams she never imagined a touch that could set her on fire the way his did. The heat radiating from her had to burn his hands when he held her. She grabbed his wrists to push him away because this was about to get beyond her control.
“I need you to tell me what to do,” he murmured pulling her close. Before she could answer, he took her mouth in a searing kiss. Something inside her snapped as she grabbed the nape of his neck and pulled him closer. She broke away and looked at him determined to take him over completely. If he wanted a kiss, she’d do this her way and give him a kiss he’d never forget. She understood what guys wanted. They talked about it all the time in front of her and with her. Bemoaning how they wished their wives or girlfriends would take over and show them what the hell to do. She knew it was crap. The minute some woman actually gave them what they claimed they wanted, it scared the hell out of them. But Danny was different, and she almost believed that was exactly what was he asking from her.
“Then quit fucking around, and kiss me like you mean it,” she said.
“Show me,” he said.
Grabbing his face, she locked her mouth onto his, asserting her control by sliding her tongue into his mouth and brushing it over his tongue. She gripped his arms and dug her nails into the skin over rock-hard muscles. He groaned at the sudden, aggressive turn of the tables. It surprised her when his body went slack and he let her take control. Other men she’d known fought her and would bend only when it suited them. Danny was different and surrendered under her touch. Her body responded hungrily as he yielded to her, but she refused to get sucked in. It was her turn to devour him and make him a little crazy. At the thought of carrying through with some of the ideas he’d planted in her head, her nipples beaded and sent a fresh surge of arousal to her pussy. He grabbed her, pulled her close, and thrust his hips forward, letting her know his cock was hard and ready. Finding her control was slipping at his onslaught, she broke and looked at him.
“If you want me to show you and tell you what to do, you’ll do this my way, understood?”
When Danny leaned in for another kiss, she put her hands on his chest and stopped him. She smiled knowingly and looked at him for a long time. His heartbeat increased, pounding against her hand. She rubbed his chest, soothing him when his eyes closed, and he took a deep breath. She cupped his face, and rubbing against his scruffy face made her fingers tingle. She didn’t want to stop but knew she had to. She couldn’t let him have his way...yet. She kissed his cheek tenderly.
“It’s time for you to go.”