Chapter Fifty
“He was relieved his mother was fine and the bad man was gone.” he unknotted her hair and combed it forward over her shoulder. He loved her jet black hair and how it complemented her dark skin, “He asked me to marry you.” he added, changing the subject.
“Silly boy.” she said, turning away shyly.
He placed his fingers under her chin and pulled her closer, “No, smart boy, very smart boy.” He kissed her tenderly, enjoying the taste of her soft lips. Then he pulled her onto his lap and deepened the kiss.
The hardness of his lips and the desperation of his kiss made her blood rush, her body tremble as it might in a thunder storm. She loved it, his taste, his touch, the feel of his body against hers. Normally it would disgust and repulse her to be touched with such interests, but she loved it, only with him, no one else but him.
The door opened, breaking their kiss. Carol walked in with the food in her hands, “Oops, sorry for the interruption.” she said, laughing naughtily. She walked to the table and placed the containers down.
“Thanks Carol.” Dave spoke, out of breath.
Maria stayed on his lap unable to move, completely intoxicated by the kiss. She didn’t even acknowledge Carol’s presence in the room, her mind was trying to set the sizzling crossed wires in place.
“Maria, what exactly did you do to tame this roaring lion?”
“Hmm.” that’s all Maria could manage to say.
Dave chuckled and gave her a soft kiss on her lips. She stared at him, completely dazzled by him, “She is very compelling, and I didn’t have much of a choice.”
“You worked your own magic too, she’s still in the clouds.” Carol laughed louder, “Earth to Maria.”
Maria looked up at her, embarrassed, “I need to put some distance between us or I’ll never get my mind back straight.” she slid off his lap and walked slowly to the table. For the first time her legs weren’t weak from fear, but desire and pleasure.
Dave stood up and dug his hand into his pockets as he watched Maria dish out the food on to the plates, “How much work is left Carol?”
She shifted her gaze between Dave and Maria, happy they had found each other after the terrors they had been through with their priors, “Not much. You just have to get the clients in here, get the documents signed and everything will be done. But Todd can do that, I doubt he can screw that up.”
Dave looked at her with a raised eyebrow before he went back to watching Maria, “How about we don’t risk it.”
“Isn’t he supposed to be learning from you?” Maria asked, raising her head from what she was doing, “If you don’t take off the training wheels soon, he’s going to end up moving in with us.” She went to Izzy’s pen and picked her up, placing a kiss on her pink cheek, “He calls all the time and when you don’t pick up he’s at our door. When you are forced to work late he falls asleep on the couch.”
“You are the one who always stops me from throwing him out.” Dave spoke, amused.
“Dave, you are such a bad host.” Carol feigned disappointment, slapping his arm lightly.
“To people I don’t want around, damn straight I am.”
“It’s not that I don’t like having him around, I just don’t like cleaning up after him.” Maria placed Izzy in her chair, “I already have two babies I’m not looking for a thirty year old one. Let him do the signing thing.”
Dave sighed, and turned to Carol, “You heard her, let Todd do it, and if a single thing goes wrong, as little as it may be, call me. How about my court cases, what’s my load?”
“Only two industrial ones, the load a partner should have, but next week your calendar is clear. I’m not going to risk missing the birthday party.”
Dave smiled, amused, “Of course, we wouldn’t want you to miss our kids’ birthday party.”
“Dave, you are so thoughtful. I’m going out to lunch now, bye.” With a short wave, she left the office.
Dave turned his attention back to Maria. He pulled her back and placed his face in the nape of her neck to breath in her jasmine scent. Sighing pleasantly, Maria leaned back into him, fitting in the curve his body had made around her. She lifted her hand and brushed the back of his neck with her fingertips and finally resting them in his hair. Dave held her tighter and tickled her short neck with his nose, breathing in more of her jasmine scent.
Dave stood there like a caged man, with his one craving in his arms. He couldn’t see how he could resist her anymore, especially now that her body loosened at his touch and not tightened as he had grown so accustomed to. He felt his body tickle with yearning as he pulled her closer into him. He was an opportunist and a capitalist at work at some parts of his life and he wasn’t ashamed of it, it got him what he wanted, and now he was going to shamelessly try his luck with Maria, he would stop only when she asked him to, not a moment before.
Maria closed her eyes and enjoyed the intimate moment they were sharing. She felt Dave’s fingertips under her chin as they pushed her head gently upwards, then she felt his hard soft lips capture hers in a slow sweet kiss. Most women may not think much of it, some may forget it the second it was over, but she wouldn’t. Every close, loving moment she and Dave shared, she stored in her heart. She hadn’t experienced… whatever this was, neither had she experienced receiving tenderness, without paying for it with so much more, nor kindness that would instantly turn into pain filled wickedness. No, unlike all the other women she’d met and known, unlike Jane and Edna who found men who truly loved them, she hadn’t experienced the true meaning of love, this was special to her and she was going to treasure it for the rest of her life.
She didn’t protest, nor pull away when she felt herself lifted up, then laid down on her back before something weighty lay on top of her, all the while Dave’s lips still slowly dancing with hers. She didn’t feel dirty, nor suffocated when his hands travelled all over her, exploring her body, instead, felt a new fire of desire burn inside her. She loved it, she loved him.
Dave pulled reluctantly away from her lips, “Do you want me to stop?” he asked, in between the kisses he planted on her neck and down her open shirt to the mid of her breasts. When he reached a crescent long scar, he let his lips linger there longer, replacing the pain she must have felt with love.