Page 22 of Second Chances (Passion and Perseverance #2)

“But really, why now?” she said, tearing her eyes from his as she continued, “What about all the other women you’ve been with since then?

Why wouldn’t she come and harass any of them?

Especially Anne, with Mrs. DeBourgh practically advertising your relationship?

Why does it bother her now that you are with someone? ”

“Because I haven’t been,” he replied, his voice softening significantly.

“What do you mean? I’m sure she would have heard about at least a few of the others,” she replied confused.

“I’m sure she would have, except that I haven’t been with any other woman since then,” he replied bluntly, his eyes locking with hers.

“Oh,” she replied, speechless for a moment at the implications of what he just revealed. “What about the women that you, ahh, you know, just slept with? Or maybe she didn’t care because it wasn't serious?”

“Beth,” her name came out on a short laugh, “I don’t think you understand. I haven’t been in a relationship with anyone, physical or otherwise for five years.”

What?! Her mouth opened but no words came out. He hasn’t been with anyone in five years. He’s been CELIBATE for five years.

Holy. Fucking. Shit.

“Yeah,” he responded to her astonished expression, “So maybe you’ll cut me a little bit of slack when I can’t keep my fucking hands off you.” He grinned devilishly as his eyes darkened with desire.

“How?” was all she could manage to get out, her brain still processing that fact. No wonder he reacts and behaves the way that he does; he’s never had another opportunity to see how different a real relationship can be - not that you have much more experience in that area, Beth.

“How?” he laughed again at her question, “I’ve just told you that I’ve spent a majority of my life controlling every situation; that includes all potential physical ones.”

Good point. “Why, though? ”

“Because it fucking hurt that’s why. I was so fucked up after it ended, there was no way that I was going to get into that type of situation again.

When it ended, I realized how little control I actually had in the relationship, or whatever it was.

Actually, Charles tried to set me up on a blind date a little while after - he didn’t know what had happened, but he knew I was struggling; I was so overbearing the poor girl bolted before our meals even came out.

It was a disaster and I just decided that I didn’t need that kind of distraction or weakness in my life,” he explained, “And then I met you.”

Beth blushed deeply, biting her lip as she was just realizing the other implication of his confession. He had never been tempted enough to start a relationship with anyone until her. The thought sent fire through her body, knowing that she had such an effect on him.

With desire already on his mind, Darcy’s eyes were quick to notice her body flushing at his compliment, her nipples peaking at the thought of how much he wanted her, and the subtle shifting in her legs to ease the pressure that built between her thighs.

He groaned and Beth’s eyes shot to his, noticing the distinct bulge in his pants along the way. Jaw clenched, he looked at her questioningly, knowing that he had promised her a conversation and would continue if that’s what she wanted.

She did want that, but right now she wanted him more. She wanted to feel that passion that only she had been able to awaken in him after years of celibacy.

She leaned down and dropped a soft kiss on his lips, enjoying the sharp intake of his breath as he wondered which direction their conversation was going to go.

Pulling back, she looked into his eyes from under heavy eyelids and said, “ Show me.”

Needing no further invitation, his lips engulfed hers, tongue plunging into her mouth, as his deep groan sent waves of pleasure to her core, soaking her inner thighs .

She felt him moving, and then moving her so that she was sitting properly on the couch with Darcy on his knees between her legs, hands gripping her waist, and mouth still locked with hers. Her hands moved to thread through his hair, pulling him towards her.

She felt him smile against her lips as his hands reached up, extricating hers from his hair and using a rubber-band, loosely linked her wrists and moved them to rest behind her head, effectively lifting her breasts and presenting them for him to enjoy.

It was a position that he quickly took advantage of, his hands coming down to cup both swollen mounds, squeezing and kneading them until she was moaning and unsuccessfully trying to rub her core against the front of him.

His mouth finally left hers and made its way down to her aching nipples. The intense, hot suction of his mouth on her right nipple had her gasping and arching against the couch, trying to get more of the pleasure that he was giving her.

“ Not yet,” he said softly as he switched to lavish his oral attentions on her other breast.

His tongue teased and toyed with the taut peak, as he enjoyed watching her head thrash from side to side, her body trying to get closer to the orgasm that he was going to give her.

Just when she thought she would die from the ache between her thighs, she felt the soft touch of his fingertips between the lips of her vagina. Her hips jerked in response to the electric sparks of pleasure that immediately began to shoot from her clit.

“ You are so wet for me,” he groaned appreciatively against her breast.

“ Please, Darcy,” she begged in return.

“ I need to taste you. ”

She let out a loud moan in anticipation of the tortuous pleasure that he was about to inflict.

Kissing his way down her stomach, his hands grabbed underneath her thighs to spread them apart widely.

She barely was able to crack open her eyes as she felt him spread her folds, exposing her core to the cool air and his hot gaze.

His eyes locked with hers for a brief moment as his mouth descended on her but at the first swipe of his tongue, her eyes squeezed shut, her muscles clenching as pleasure rocketed through her.

She wanted to move her hands; she wanted to grasp his head and pull him harder on her, but she couldn’t find the strength or the focus. His tongue taunted her clit - licking, sucking, and finally entering her. Beth struggled to remember to breathe between moans as her climax built.

He didn’t make her wait this time; this time was for her. His mouth pleasured her, bringing her up and over the edge of her orgasm. Beth screamed his name at her release, hips undulating against his mouth as he rode her climax out, tasting the pleasure he had given her.

When her body finally relaxed, completely sated against the couch, he stood up over her and pulled the band off her wrists, helping her arms back down to her sides as her eyelids just started to flutter open.

Her vision took a moment to bring Darcy into focus, standing in front of the couch, just looking at her.

I must look a sight - all flushed and wet.

Just as the thought crossed her mind to move her legs shut, he spoke.

“One day, I’m going to draw you like this. Sated and so fucking beautiful,” he said thickly, his voice deep with unfulfilled desire.

A wave of desire rolled through her, even though she had been certain that pleasure had momentarily numbed all of her senses.

That’s when she saw his hands at the waistband of pants, glaringly taut over the strain of his erection.

He efficiently undressed before her, wincing as he freed his erection from its confines, the display indicating how glaringly and painfully aroused he was .

Beth watched him through heavy lids as he shoved his pile of very-expensive-suit across the floor and stalked towards her. Standing between her legs, his gaze caught hers as it travelled up the length of his body, stopping appreciatively on his massive erection.

Not knowing where the thought or strength came from, Beth found herself pushing forward from the couch and capturing the head of his cock with her mouth.

Pleasure seared through her at his sharp, surprised intake of breath and the subsequent enlargement of his member, if that was even still possible.

“ Fuck, Beth,” he said harshly, shoving his fingers through her hair, grasping her head to push himself farther into her mouth.

When she felt him push all the way to the back of her throat, she swallowed deeply, relishing in the deep groan it elicited from him. He thrust into her mouth a few more times, allowing her to repeat her torture before pulling out quickly and completely.

“I need to be inside you when I come,” his explanation hoarse trying to restrain his overwhelming desire, “and you aren’t ready yet.”

What is he saying? I am so ready.

His smirk suggested that he knew what she had been thinking. She felt a burning ache coursing through her veins, pooling in her core, but that wasn’t enough. Darcy was about to explode and he wanted her right there with him.

Gripping her hips, Beth felt him turn her to lie on the couch as he knelt between her heads.

Positioning his head between her thighs, he set his mouth against her clit.

The bundle of nerves was already extremely tender from the previous two orgasms, Beth felt herself spasm against the couch at the first lick of his tongue.

She couldn’t take any more of this. She was ready.

“Darcy, please, I need you… inside…I can’t…” her stuttered whisper trailing off as his mouth teased and tormented her .

She felt him groan against her center as he felt her desire release from her aching passage.

Everything around her faded into the background as her carried her dangerously close to the peak of release again.

Just when she felt that she couldn’t hold it back any longer, his mouth released her and was replaced by the blunt head of his erection at her entrance.

Immediately coated with her juices, he plunged fully inside of her.

It was too much!

Her head thrashed, her hips jerked - she felt her muscles clench around him as she ground her hips into his.

“ Look at me.”

She heard his command, her eyes opening immediately - anything to reach her climax. Staring into the fire in his eyes, he gave her what she needed, thrusting rapidly inside of her.

“ Now” he yelled.

She only saw his mouth begin move before their bodies succumbed to the pleasure of their orgasms. She screamed his name while her overly stimulated passage clenched vigorously around his pulsing erection, feeling the hot jet of his release coat her walls, lubricating them even more against his frantic thrusts.

Beth felt as though their climax lasted an hour, her body in a state of complete satiation and exhaustion when Darcy finally collapsed on top of her, his head resting on her chest. She sighed in contentment at the peace that came over the both of them.

“I love you,” she whispered softly.

“I love you, too.” She heard his deep response just as her mind trailed off into sleep.