DANIEL'S GIRL: ROMANCING AN OLDER MAN (5 page)

That was why, after dinner, he changed
his plans.
 
Before they sat down in
Skylar Bay, he had every intention of leaving that restaurant and taking her
straight to an apartment in town he kept for flings like this.
 
But instead of taking her there, he took her
home, to her off-campus apartment.
 
He
could tell she was a little surprised when he didn’t ask her to go to bed with
him, as if she had been expecting him to go there, but he could also see that
she was relieved too.
 

They walked slowly up the walkway that
led to her apartment, the night air cool enough for her to put on her jacket,
but not so cool for them to feel any chill.
 
Daniel, once again, had his hand on the small of her back, and she found
that she loved his touch.
 
For some
reason she loved it.
 
That was why, if
she was to admit it, she was a little disappointed when he didn’t suggest they
go somewhere.
 
What was remarkable was
that she wasn’t sure if she would have said yes, but she was pretty certain she
would not have said no.

Daniel, too, had contrary
feelings.
 
He knew it was not feasible
for him to go down that road with her.
 
But he still wanted to so badly that he could
taste it.
 
Even something as simple as
touching the small of her back as they made their way to her apartment door had
him aroused.
 
She felt so soft to the
touch, so fragile, that he felt kind of protective of her.
 
And after hearing her story, after learning
that other than Val she was pretty much alone in this world, made him feel all
the more protective.
 

He was a believer in Fate, in God’s
hand in making things happen.
 
That was
why, he believed, he decided to give up all and come to Indiana in the first
place.
 
He was now beginning to wonder if
the board’s decision to have him meet with Nikki rather than have some lowly
staffer handle the interview, also had less to do with happenstance, and more
to do with Fate.

 
When they made it to her apartment door, they
could hear the TV blaring from inside.
 
Her roommate was probably at home.
 
But he still had his hand on her back as they stood there.
 
Even after she unlocked the door, he stayed
there.
 
Until she looked those wonderful,
beautiful, sad, expressive eyes at him.
 
He released her.

She didn’t want him to remove his hand
from her.
 
It felt warm and right
whenever he touched her.
 
But she knew it
was for the best.
 
This wasn’t what this
date was supposed to be about.
 
She
exhaled.
 
“About the Newsome boys,” she
said.

Daniel inwardly smiled.
 
That’s
right, sweetie
, he thought.
 
Don’t let some smooth Joe like me distract
you
.
 
“You tell Miss Newsome that
I’ll have an attorney, an excellent attorney, get in touch with her, and her
sons, tomorrow.”

Nikki’s heart began to soar.
 
“You mean you’re going to help her?”

“Yes.
 
Her boys will have excellent representation.”

“Oh, Daniel!” Nikki said and threw her
arms around his neck.
 
He placed his arms
around her too.
 
Up close he could smell
her sweet, perfumed scent, and he could feel the contours of her small but
curvaceous body.
 
He loved the way she
felt in his arms.
 
He even became slightly
annoyed, when she pulled back.

But it was only so that she could look
him in his big, Bradley Cooper eyes.
 
“Thank-you,” she said, tears staining her lids.

And this was why Daniel knew how
difficult it was going to be for him to walk away from her.
 
Every woman he’d had before her, every
meaningful relationship, turned out to be false. They didn’t want him.
 
They wanted his money, or his looks, or his
prestige, whichever they needed.
 
But
never him.
 
And then he met this young
woman, this caring, compassionate, honest young lady, and for her own good he
knew he had to walk away.
 
Here she was
crying because he had agreed to help a woman who should have been nothing more
to her than some random white woman handing out flyers on the street.

But as she looked those sad eyes into
his, he knew leaving her was not going to be as easy as just saying
goodbye.
 
But then he saw something in
her eyes too, and he realized just how difficult leaving him was going to be
for her.
 
He pulled her in his arms again
and embraced her, and it was this embrace, this nearness, this knowledge he now
had that she didn’t want to say goodbye either, that did him in.

He lifted her chin.
 
She still had tears in her eyes.
 
And he kissed her tears.
 
And then her nose.
 
And then her mouth.

She closed her eyes when his lips
pressed against her lips and began a slow kiss that lasted for minutes on
end.
 
He moved his head from side to side
as he kissed her.
 
She moved her head
from side to side as she kissed him.
 
She
was no maven at this, but she knew what good felt like.
 
And Daniel Crane kissing her felt good.
 
And the longer he kissed her, the longer he
pressed his body against hers, revealing an erection that was rod-hard, the
more fantastic she felt.
 
Her entire body
reacted as he kissed her.
 
Especially
when her lips parted, and he slid his tongue inside of her.
 
She held onto him tighter, as he made love to
her with that tongue.

It became so enticing, and so
exhilarating, that her body began begging for him to do more.
 
Suck her breasts, kiss her neck, do more!

But he didn’t.
 
He stopped kissing her and looked her in her
eyes.
 
She was shocked to see how serious
he looked.

He began rubbing her arms.
 
Even though she had on a jacket, she could
still feel the heat of that rub.
 

“I take it your roommate is at home,”
he said to her.

She nodded, barely able to speak.
 
“Probably, yes.”

“Think we’ll be too loud in your
bedroom?”
 
He said this and looked hard
at Nikki, to ensure she understood.

She nodded her head again.
 
“Probably, yes,” she said, and swallowed
hard.

Daniel continued rubbing her
arms.
 
He knew it was probably Fate that
was telling him to leave this girl alone, that was why her apartment wasn’t
available.
 
Quit why the quitting was
possible!
 
But he couldn’t quit.

“Thing is,” he said, still staring at
her, still wanting her with every fiber of his being, “I want you.”

Nikki could see his lust, but she
could see his apprehension too.
 
And she
needed him to understand.
 
“I want you
too,” she managed to say.

And Daniel’s control broke.
 
“Let’s go,” he said, grabbed her by the hand,
and walked her, swiftly, back to his Jaguar.
 
When he loaded her back in, he drove at record pace, holding her hand
the entire time.
 
It would have been
easier to drive her to his apartment in town.
 
That would have been closer.
 
But
he didn’t want her there.
 
That was where
he took his occasional rolls in the hay.
 
His piece on the side.
 
He could
never think of Nikki that way.

He took her to his home.

He lived in Walden Woods, the most
exclusive neighborhood in Wakefield.
 
Nikki sat in his car, his hand holding hers, and looked at the
tree-lined streets, at a world she never could have imagined visiting.
 
The homes were big, some were even mansions,
and all had perfectly manicured lawns that were, in a few cases, as big as a
football field.

Daniel’s home, though less opulent,
was nevertheless grand.
 
He drove into
the circular driveway of his sprawling, two-story colonial.
 
He got out, walked around the car, and helped
her out on the passenger side.
 
He placed
his hand on the small of her back again as they walked up the steps to his
front door.

But as he moved to swipe the card,
where he knew, once they crossed the threshold, that there would be no turning
back, he stopped and looked at her.
 
She
looked back at him with such trust in those big, brown eyes that it broke his
heart.
 
How many men, he wondered, had
used her this way?
 
How many had taken
her for a ride too, gotten theirs, and then dumped her?

And he had to let her know.
 
“I won’t hurt you,” he said, and even he was
amazed he had said it.
 
Why would he tell
her a thing like that?

But she smiled that smile he was
beginning to adore.
 
“I know you won’t,”
she replied.

Daniel’s heart squeezed against his
chest.
 
Why would she have such faith in
a man like him?
 
He didn’t deserve it!

He placed his hand on the side of her
smooth face, and then pulled her into an embrace.
 
He kissed her on her lips, and then held her.

“I won’t hurt you,” he said to her
again, but this time he said it with conviction.

CHAPTER FOUR

He carried her upstairs, kissing her
with every step he made.
 
She was holding
on, her face facing his, as she returned his every kiss.
 
She hadn’t had a chance to even peruse the
house.
 
Daniel had her in his arms, his
mouth on hers, as soon as they dawned the door.
 
And as he lifted her up, and carried her, she realized how she used to
dream of a night like this. When a man, a real man, showed her what all the
fuss was about.
 

They entered a bedroom of double doors
and marbled floors.
 
But what she loved
about Daniel’s treatment was that he didn’t toss her on the bed and snatch her
clothes off, despite the fact that they both were highly charged that way.
 
But he continued to hold her up in his arms
as he pulled back the bedding, removed her shoes, and then laid her gently in
his bed.
 

As he slowly removed his suit coat,
shirt, and tie, she laid back and relaxed to the smell of his masculine cologne
scent that permeated even inch of the silk sheets, and the bedspread, and she
felt devoured by that wonderfully intoxicating smell.
 

Daniel then placed a knee on his bed
and began undressing her.
 
First he
removed her jean jacket.
 
But before he
began unzipping her dress, he looked into her eyes.

“It’s still okay?” he asked her.

She loved that he asked.
 
“It’s still okay,” she said.
 
It’s
fantastic
, she wanted to add.
 

He then unzipped her red dress and
lifted it off of her body.
 
When he
removed her bra and slid down her panties, and he saw those beautiful brown
breasts, and her flat stomach, and that wonderful womanhood that looked so
fresh and inviting, his penis began to tent.
 
And he stood up quickly, and began to unbuckle his pants.

Nikki was feeling the heat too as she
relaxed to the feel of her naked body against sheets that he had occupied, and
she couldn’t imagine any greater feeling.
 
But when she saw Daniel unzip and then pull down his pants and briefs,
and his penis flopped out and then sprung to attention, her relaxation turned
into a kind of horror.
 
She knew he was
large.
 
She remembered the press of his
penis when he was aroused at Mocasey’s.
 
But it was so big, eight inches or more big, that she began to wonder if
she could take in it all.
 
And suddenly
the idea of all of that entering inside of her little passage didn’t seem like
such a great idea anymore.
 
How could she
have agreed to something like this, she began to wonder.

Daniel saw the concern in those
expressive eyes of hers and sat on the edge of the bed.
 
He wanted to undress her right away, but he
knew he had to take it slow.
 
She was undoubtedly
experienced, but given her age she couldn’t possibly be
that
experienced.
 
He
therefore placed his hand on the side of her face, and comforted her.

“What’s wrong, sweetheart?” he asked
her.

She looked at him.
 
She didn’t quite know how to say it, except
to just say it.
 
“It’s big,” she said.

Daniel smiled.
 
“You’ve never been with a man my size?” he
asked her.

Nikki swallowed hard.
 
“Any size,” she replied, and then looked into
his eyes.

Daniel, at first, continued to rub the
side of her face.
 
He was expecting an
answer, but he wasn’t expecting that answer.
 
When he realized what she had said, his hand stopped rubbing her.
 
And he, too, stared in her eyes.
 
And it was as clear as day.
 
How could he have missed it?
 
This girl was no pushover.
 
She wasn’t about to fall for some smooth
lines and give up her virginity that easily.
 
She was a survivor.
 
She was the
one those insecure Foster Care ladies used to claim were after their husbands
and boyfriends.
 
When it was undoubtedly
the other way around.
 
When all she was
after was a place to lay her head.
 
But
for some reason she trusted Daniel.
 
For
some reason she believed in him.

He got into bed with her and pulled
the coverings over both of them.
 
And he
pulled her naked body into his arms.
 
She
was still reeling as he held her, and he felt the weight of this moment unlike
any he had ever felt before.
 
It wasn’t
about the size of his dick, or even the fact that she was a virgin.
 
He’d broken his share of virgins in his day,
and knew how to handle that.
 
But it was
about her being Nikki, this woman who held his attention from the moment he met
her.
 
And how he was going to handle
her
.

He placed his fingers under her chin
and lifted her face up to his.
 
She
wasn’t crying, but she was still apprehensive.
 
“What did I say to you,” he asked her, “before we came up here?”

Nikki stared at him.
 
“You said you weren’t going to hurt me.”

“That’s right.
 
And I meant it, Nikki.
 
I won’t hurt you.
 
And I don’t just mean in bed, either.
 
I won’t hurt you period.
 
I promise you that.”

Nikki felt a swell of emotions when he
said that.
 
And she believed him.
 
Even though it felt like falling and relying
on him to catch her, she believed him.

He kissed her.
 
Gently at first, and then with that
passionate kiss she enjoyed before.
 
And
just like that she knew why she had agreed to this.
 
Just like that she wanted him again.

He began rubbing her bare ass as he
kissed her.
 
It was so tight.
 
A dime could bounce off of it.
 
And rubbing her ass led to rubbing her thighs.
 
And then he laid her on her back, opened her
legs, and slid his fingers slowly, gently, inside of her.
 
His kisses moved downward, to her breasts, as
he fingered her.
 
Nikki felt that
relaxation return when his lips began to lick and suck her nipples, and his
free hand began to squeeze her mounds.
 

But it was the way he was fingering
her that had her emotions on high.
 
She
loved the feeling.
 
It felt like a kind
of trembling euphoria when he fingered her.

But then he turned her sideways,
toward him, as he continued to devour her breasts, making them swollen with his
suctions.
 
And then he took his raw penis
and began to rub it on the lips of her vagina.
 
She felt the rub.
 
She felt it as
if it was entering her.
 
But he continued
to finger her, as his penis rubbed her.
 
Until rubbing and fingering weren’t enough.

He sheath his penis and then slowly
entered her.
 
She had never felt this
kind of feeling inside her pussy in her life.
 
It felt wonderful.
 
And she was
surprised how she was actually able to bear it.

But Daniel knew he was barely in.
 
He was only skimming the surface.
 
He knew the pain was about to come.
 
He stared at her as he stroked his penis
along the margins of her cunt.
 
He had to
get her unawares.
 
He had to get her when
she was in euphoria, where her mind was relaxed and reveling in the
feeling.
 

So he studied her.
 
He was beginning to enjoy even the feel of
her margins when she hit ecstasy.
 
And
that was when he shoved it in with a push that tore through her and ignited him.
 
She screamed out, and looked at him in
horror, as his big, thick dick tore through her maidenhood.

“It’s all right, baby,” he reassured
her.
 
“It’s all right.”

He pulled out of her, with her blood
now on his sheath penis, but he slid back in again. “Look at me,” he said as he
slid back in.
 
He knew it was the oddest
feeling in the world to her, and it wasn’t a good feeling either.
 
“Keep looking at me, baby,” he continued
talking to her.
 
“Keep thinking how good
I’m going to make you feel.
 
And it’s
going to feel good.
 
It doesn’t feel good
now for you, but it will.
 
The more I do
this, the better it’s going to start feeling.”

And he kept doing it.
 
He kept fucking her.
 
He kept sliding in and out of her in steady
strokes that picked up in rhythm with every thrust.
 
She was so tight and felt so sweet to the
touch that he was afraid he was going to ejaculate prematurely.
 
But he was able to maintain his control.
 
He pushed further and further in with each
and every stroke.

He knew what he was doing.
 
He knew that this would be the last time he
would be this gentle with her, because he was determined to break her in
right.
 
That was why he didn’t stop.
 
That was why he kept fucking her despite her
discomfort.
 
He had to get her accustomed
to his size, and to him, inside of her.
 
He was her very first, and he loved that he was.
 
He loved that he was the only man who had
ever experienced this.
 
He was her first.
 
But as he continued to fuck her, as he
continued to hold her in his arms and devour her pussy and suck her breasts, he
somehow knew that he was also going to be her last.
 
No other man was touching her.
 
She was his.
 
Somehow he knew it even then.

And soon, as he continued to fuck her,
she began to feel a change.
 
No longer
was she reliving that traumatic breakthrough.
 
No longer was she focusing on the discomfort of having such a massive
thing inside of her.
 
She was now feeling
the sensuality of that massive thing.
 
She was taking all of that manhood inside of her and feeling every inch
of him.
 
She felt it with every
stroke.
 
Her passageway was so tight, and
so fraught with friction, that it felt as if steel was pushing into her.
 
And suddenly steel never felt so good.
 
And the spots he was rubbing against and
sliding against, began to come alive.
 

He wrapped her tighter in his arms
when he realized she was there, that the pleasure had arrived.
 
He began to accelerate his thrusts.
 
She was feeling it, every touch of every inch
of it, and now he knew they were on one accord.
 
They were together in this.
 
She
was feeling the sensations and he was living the sensations.
 
And he was determined to make her cum.
 
He didn’t want her to just survive their
first mating, he wanted her to ride with it.

“You feel that?” he asked her as his
mouth kissed her ear.

“Yes,” Nikki replied, holding onto him
as he thrashed into her.
 
“I feel it.”

And she felt it, she felt every spot
he hit, and she rode with it.
 
She rode
with it for the longest time.
 
The bed
was rocking and her body was rocking and he was fucking the shit out of her.
 
She was almost off of the bed he was fucking
her so hard.
 
She’d never felt this way
before in her life.
 
He nailed her, at
just that right spot, and it made her feel intoxicated with passion.
 
And he kept on nailing her, and thrashing
her, over and over until he hit that one spot one time too many.
 
And an explosion occurred.
 
Her feelings changed yet again and her
vaginal muscles clenched around Daniel’s dick so hard and with such force that
her entire body ignited with ripples of sensation.
 
She arched her back, lifting high off the
bed, as the pleasure ripped through her.
 
She’d never felt this way before.
 

“
Oh,
Daniel
!” she cried as she held onto him.
 
And he was telling her to experience it, to not quench the feeling.
 
And he was fucking her.
 
He was not letting up.
 
Her body arched against his and quake with
trembles as she came.
 
And she
experienced that cum as hard as he was telling her to.
 
He was screaming for her to experience it, to
ride with it, and she kept arching and experiencing and riding it so hard,
refusing to quench the feelings, until they nearly quenched her.
 
The ripples finally slowed, but they still
would not cease.