Broken Desires (15 page)

“How dare you
?” When she was a foot before him.

He met her angry gaze head on
, his adrenalin still reeling. “How dare I what? Kiss you?”

“And y
ou kissed me why, because there’s another man interested in me? Is that why? Well, I don’t want your stupid kiss now, Daniel.”

Even though he knew that was a lie, his body hurt from the words.
“Well you won’t have to worry, I won’t give you another. And neither will your date.” Daniel nodded as that prick Jason sped out of the parking lot. Good riddance.

She
turned, gasped, then wheeled back around. “Good!” She poked his chest, tears filling her eyes. “Because…” she gasped, seeming suddenly lost and more beautiful than ever. “Good because…”

Daniel
took her by the shoulders and put her back against the car. When she struggled to escape, his body instinctively pressed in. The air in his lungs left in a rush at feeling her soft body beneath him. He closed his eyes and put his cheek to hers, the words burning a hole in his chest. “I can’t…breathe without you Sofia. I need you.”

She sobbed,
and he clenched his eyes at hearing her sweet torment, because he knew it was for him. His sweet therapist with the heart of gold, hurt for him. Nobody had hurt for him. Ever.

He
pressed his lips into her temple and struggled to speak around the boulder in his chest. “You make me feel…like I’m losing my footing. And even though my feet are stuck in hell, it’s the only ground I got, the only ground I know.” He pulled back and was met with her sparkling gaze and agonized brow. His lips went immediately to her forehead, wanting to soothe it away. “I kissed you Sofia because…I wanted to feel normal” He slid his lips over her skin, drinking the feel of her in. “Just once,” he croaked. “You made me
crave
to be normal...so that I could have you.”

Sofia grasped his face and
kissed him, stealing Daniel’s breath. The passion in her kiss nearly buckled his knees, and her tenderness lit up the darkest places inside him. The liquid joy was fucking overwhelming and it all meant he still had a chance with her.

“Come home with me,” he whispered
right into her mouth, his body humming with the immense satisfaction edging her moans as her lips brushed along his and her velvet tongue stroked his. “Please baby.” He didn’t care how desperate he sounded. He
was
desperate. Everything inside him was in her hands, she owned him in ways he never dreamed possible. From the day he met her, she’d began reeling him in to her beautiful heart.

She threw her arms around his neck.
“Yes, yes, take me home.” She covered his face in kisses and he captured her lips with his, moaning in deep satisfaction.

****

Daniel couldn’t stop looking at Sofia.

Sofia rolled her eyes with a smile. “Oh my God, stop staring, you’re going to wreck.”

He knew she loved it. “I can’t help it. And I’m so pissed you looked so fucking good for that prick.”

“You can spank me later.” She put her elbow on the door and bit her lower lip, smiling
out the window.

“You can be sure I will.
Sofi Ann.”

She turned a
happy smile at him and his heart thundered like a thousand stallions in a rainstorm. They finally made it to his house and Daniel caught her arm before she could open the car door. “Wait in the car. For a minute, please.”

“What have you done?”

“You’ll see.”

Fifteen minutes later, he hurried out and opened her door. “You have to wear this.”

She regarded the black silk scarf. “A blindfold?” She closed her eyes. “Fine, just so you’re not tying me up for interrogations again.”

“I’m not.” He tied it on. “Can you see?”

“Not a thing.”

“Okay, I’ll guide you.”

Daniel led her into the house. “Mmm, what smells so good?”

“I tried to get the smell of junk food out but it’s stained into the walls I’m afraid.”
She laughed and he resisted the dire urge to stop and kiss her. He stopped next to the island. Then removed her blindfold.

Sofia’s breath sucked in as she looked on the counter. Daniel rubbed the top of his head, feeling silly now. “Oh. My. God. You
baked? For me?”

“I know, right? Not as amazing as yours.”

“Daniel.”

He still loved the sound of his name when she said it, maybe even more when choked with emotion.
He studied her as she read the messages on the desserts.
I need you. Forgive me. I want you. I’m sorry.
She gasped a laugh at the
Eat Me
one and then cried at the
Daniel and Sofia
. He went behind her and wrapped his arms around her.

“They’
re all beautiful,” she wailed.

“Here, try it.”

She slapped his hand. “Nooo, I’m not eating it!” He laughed and kissed her cheek at how cute she was. She reached and held the back of his neck. “I need to take pictures first. Then eat them.”

“Mmm. I have one more surprise for you Miss Sofia.”

She turned around and put her arms around his neck and kissed him until he forgot everything. Pure ecstasy. That’s what kissing her was. He’d suspected all along which was one reason he never did. He’d never be able to resist her if he had. And now…he never would resist her.

Daniel led her outside and back into the car. “Where are we going?”

“Surpriiiise.”

She got in and he made a note that his Sofia absolutely loved surprises. The entire way there she kept saying
are we there yet
until it was side splitting funny.

When he was close to their destination, he pulled out the blindfold again. “Put it on.”

“Are you serious? Where on earth are we going?”

“You’ll see. And put it tight. No peeking.”

“Okay doc.”

Three minutes later, he parked. “Don’t peek. We’re here. Wait for me, I’ll lead you.”

He ushered Sofia to the exact spot he wanted and then whispered in her ear. “Are you ready for this?”

“I-I think so, geeze, it better not be something scary or anything.”

“Open.”

Sofia lifted the blindfold and stared. She turned to him, her brows furrowed, tears filling her eyes. “What the fuck is that Daniel, why does it say…” her voice quit working and she took a few breaths, …Daniel and Sofia’s Bakery?”

He shrugged. “I’m tired of slaving in the Vagina sweat shop. Was hoping you’d hire me?”

She covered her mouth and tried to stifle a sob but failed. “Are you serious?”

He pulled her in his arms. “Dead serious baby.” He kissed her softly on the lips for an entire minute, loving how silky she was. “You want to go inside?”

She giggled and yanked him toward the door. Daniel handed
her the key and she opened it. He found the light switch and Sofia squealed and laughed, spinning in the empty space like Cinderella at the castle. He’d never loved a sight more.

****

“Come check this out.”

She turned to Daniel, her heart so full it hurt. She smiled and took his outstretched hand and he led her around the counter to the old fashioned cash register. Everything was old fashioned.
How did he know she loved that? He lifted her up and sat her on the counter.

“The lady I got this cash register from said she’d been holding it
for the right person.”

She sucked in a breath. “Reeeeally?” He hit a button and it dinged open and Sofia clapped. “It’s soooo cuuuute.”

“She gave me this note with it. Check it out.”

Sofia took it and read. “This cash register is special to me. It belonged to my mother who ran
Sally’s Hair Salon back in the fifties. I hope it brings you many years of prosperity and fond memories. Sincerely, Mabel Samson.

“P.S. Tell Mrs. Fletcher I’d like to meet her someday.”

Sofia sighed, dreamily. “Awww, she wants to meet your mom? And she’s dead.”

Daniel
gave her a tender smile at the regret in her tone. “Close your eyes one more time.”

Sofia’s heart hammered
a few seconds later when Daniel took her right hand and slipped something on her finger. “Oh my God,” she gasped, clenching her eyes tighter.

“Open your eyes.”

She shook her head. “I can’t.”

He stroked her cheek. “Yes you can.”

“I’m scared, what if I’m wrong, what if it’s not what I think, not what I want, what I dreamed?” Her last words barely squeaked past her closed throat.

“I love you Sofia Fletcher,” Daniel whispered.

Sofia let her sob go and looked at h
er hand. “Oh my God,” she wailed, staring at it. “It’s real.” She showed it to him and sobbed then held her hand before her, staring at it. “I can’t believe it’s real.”

He pushed between her legs and embraced her really tight, like forever tight. “Marry me Sofia. Be my wife. Please, God, please say yes.”

“Yes,” she gushed, holding him back tight. “God yes yes, yes infinity.”

He lifted her off the counter and spun with her
before sealing the deal with one of his amazing kisses. And God he was a
good kisser.

Chapter Fourteen

Dinner started with leather straps.
She’d asked Daniel what he’d had in mind for her that day their dinner turned into an interrogation session and he begged her to give him another chance to show her.
Fine, blow my mind with pleasure if you absolutely must
she’d said flippantly.

“You’ll be my taste tester,” Daniel informed.

“And I definitely need to be naked and tied to the chair for that.”

“Definitely.” He secured the last restraint
—ankle to the chair leg. He studied his handiwork and groaned. “Fuck, your tits look nice like that.”

He had her
in the same position as before, hands holding the sides of the chair back. “I’m glad you think so.”

He stood next to her and slid the backs of his fingers over one of her erect nipples, causing her breath to hitch and excitement to tighten her womb. “You ready?”

She could only nod as she looked into his eyes. He leaned down and gave her those brand new tender kisses that told how much he cherished her. When he pulled up, she was aching and breathless.

“Can’t you cook naked?” she asked.

Without a word, he drew his t-shirt over his head. Then took off his boots and socks. He stared at her breasts as he removed his pants but not his white spandex BVD’s. Which was so fine with her.

He repositioned his rigid cock while standing before her, letting her get an eye full while stroking himself.

“Can I taste test that?” She raised her eyes to his.

“You will.”

She bit her lower lip, staring at his cock again. “You should consider modeling BVD’s. You look…edible in them.”

He gave her a sexy grin and walked off.

Watching him in the kitchen was like watching an artist with his easel and brushes. She was so frikn aroused and her heart swelled with pride at how awesome he was. “You realize I could have an orgasm just watching you?”

“Really,” he said, as though truly impressed with himself.

“I’m not just saying that to try and get you to come over here and give me a little attention, I promise.”

“My special sauce is done and ready for you to test.”

He came over with a small dish and a spoon. “My vulva anticipates the sauce to be delicious,” she said, her voice low and eager.

“Does it?” He stood before her and brought the spoon to his lips and sipped, then set the dish between her legs on the chair. He leaned down and kissed her, letting her taste the sauce on his tongue and lips.

“Mmm.” She licked it up hungrily, straining to get all the creamy herb flavor that was mixed with his mouth.

“You like it?”

She gasped when he pulled up. “I didn’t really get a very good taste.”

He stroked her lower lip with the pad of his finger, his gaze hungry. She looked down
when he lowered the front of his BVD’s, freeing his enormous erection. He retrieved the dish from between her legs.

Her clit tingled as h
e spooned sauce onto his cock. He set the dish back in its place and held his erection before her. He stepped in close and rubbed the thick head of his shaft along her lips. She made little hungry noises as he wet her lips with the sauce then leaned and took him into her mouth, loving his deep groan. She wanted to tell him how delicious he was but couldn’t with her mouth full of him. She told him the only way she could, with deep appreciative moans. God she wished he’d touch her. He grabbed hold of her hair and pumped his cock into her mouth deep. She moaned louder when he hit the back of her throat.

“Fuck yes, you look so good with my cock deep in you pretty mouth.” He grunted and pumped faster, making her moans continue.  He pulled almost all the way out and let her suck the head. He
thrust in and out, shallow, and she swirled her tongue around the ridge then over his slit while keeping her lips tight.