Breathe (8 page)

“The view from here is amazing.” I turned to Daniel whose gaze never left my face.

“Gorgeous is a better description.” I blushed at Daniel’s words and looked down at the menu in my hands and tried to concentrate on the words. It took me a minute to realize it was all in French so I glanced back at Daniel through my lashes. He was concentrating on his own menu, a slight smile playing on his lips. “So what looks good to you?” When he raised his eyes to mine they were laughing. I sighed and put the menu down.

“I have no clue, my French is nonexistent. Order for me, just don’t pick anything that has snails anywhere near it.”

He laughed just as the waiter walked up. He ordered a bottle of wine, some water, and rattled off the rest of the order in flawless French. I groaned softly and closed my eyes. God, just him speaking sent shivers down my spine. I had it bad, seriously, ridiculously bad. And right now I didn’t care if I ended up being just another woman on his list, I wanted this man even if it was just for one night. I felt his hand caress mine where it was laying on the table. I opened my eyes and lost myself again in his gaze. His eyes darkened even further as he raised my hand to his mouth, placing a soft lingering kiss on the back of it.

“They had better be quick or I will have you laid out before me, your thighs wrapped around my head as I have you instead.” My panties were now completely soaked and my brain fried with the need for him to follow through. I moaned again, trying to catch my breath. He stood up quickly, walked over to the waiter handed him a few bills and some instructions. The waiter looked back at me, grinned and nodded. Then he came back to the table, grabbed my arm and lifted me up. “The food will be delivered.”

“They deliver here?”

“They do tonight.” His voice was hoarse and he guided me to where Mark was still sitting at the curb. “Back to the hotel Mark. Quickly.”

“Yes Mr. Kaehe, right away.” He pulled out quickly, negotiating the Paris traffic expertly. Daniel sat against the door, his hands fisted on his thighs, his jaw clenched, as if he was in pain. Mark had barely pulled to a stop before Daniel was out of the car, hauling me with him. He practically ran to the elevator, dragging me behind him. As soon as the elevator doors closed behind us he grabbed me, slamming my back against the wall, as his mouth found mine. He bent slightly, grabbing my legs and wrapping them around his waist, lifting me up against him. His large hand reached under my dress grabbing my ass and pulling me as close as he could, both of us groaning when my wet core hit his rock hard cock straining against the front of his slacks.

Anyone could have got on that elevator but we were mindless to everything but each other. My arms were wrapped around his neck, my hands buried into his just fucked hair as I pulled him as close to me as I could get him. When the elevator stopped at my floor he continued to hold me, moving quickly down the hallway to my hotel room. I handed him the key card and he fumbled it a few times before getting it to work.

“Well if that is any indication of you being able to find…” My smart remark was cut off by his mouth as he growled against my lips. He flung the door open, and kicked it shut. As soon as we finally made it to my room he swept the covers and top sheet off the bed then he laid me down in the center, standing back to look at me.

(Daniel)

Kathryn laid out on her bed was a sight that I would never forget. She was so beautiful, and sexy. Her hair was fanned over the sheets, her auburn locks a sharp contrast to the white. Her eyes were dark pools, her lips swollen and gasping for breath from my kisses. She sat up slowly, kicking off her heels before moving to a kneeling position. Suddenly she stopped.

“Daniel, do you have a condom?” Shocked that I hadn’t even thought about that, I shook my head. She pulled away but I wouldn’t let her go anywhere.

“I am clean. I have never had sex with anyone without a condom, not even Lynn.” She sat staring at me for a few minutes, nibbling on her bottom lip in the way that drove me insane. I caught the smile seconds before she started moving again. I stood motionless, barely breathing as I watched her hands go down to the hem of her dress then moving up. She pulled the dress off her body, flinging it to lie on the ground by her shoes, leaving her only in her black lace bra and panties.

“God you are gorgeous, your body is perfect.”

“Now you have seen mine, I want to see yours.”

I stepped up to the bed, grabbing her hands and placing them on my chest. “Then undress me Kathryn. Let me feel your hands on me.” She hesitated for only a second before making quick work of the buttons on my shirt, pulling it out of my slacks as she went. She pushed it impatiently off my shoulders before bringing her soft hands to explore my chest. I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, trying to control my savage reaction to the simple pleasure of her hands sliding against my skin. They traveled to the waistband of my pants, unsnapping them and lowering the zipper slowly and pushing them off my hips and to the floor. I felt her graze my cock, and it leapt against my boxer briefs, needing her full attention. “Jesus woman, touch me!” I opened my eyes in time to catch her grin as she raised her hands to take the waistband of the boxer briefs and push them slowly off my hips to join the pants on the floor. She raised her eyes to mine, her bottom lip being trapped by her teeth just as she reached out to cup my hard length.

I couldn’t take more than that before I grabbed her shoulders, pushing her back against the bed and slamming my mouth against hers. I reached behind her back, unclasping her bra and throwing it away. I didn’t give her even a second to catch her breath before my lips were on one of her hardened nipples. She cried out and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me closer. As I sucked on one of her nipples, my hand was exploring the other one. When I had my full of one breast, I moved to the other one, enjoying the way she was writhing against me, clawing at my hair in desperation. I raised my head to look into her eyes as my hand slowly moved down her belly to the waistband of her panties. Her breath caught as I slide inside, moving my hand across her trimmed and barely present hair, searching out her pussy. One finger slipped between her lips, finding her hot and wet.

I dropped my head against her breasts, moaning deeply when I felt how wet she was. I pulled my hand away, smirking at the disappointment that I saw on her face. I raised the finger that I had rubbed against her to my mouth, licking the taste off. I closed my eyes and groaned, as I tasted how sweet she was.

“Daniel, please.”

“Please what grá.”

“Fuck me, make me come.”

Those words shredded the tenuous hold I had on my control. I reached down and yanked the sides of her panties, growling when I felt them rip; flinging them in the same direction her bra went. I crushed my mouth to hers, my tongue seeking hers, as I spread her legs, lifting her hips slightly, placing the tip of my cock against her. She wrapped her arms tightly around me “Daniel, please. Fill me with your hard cock, make me scream your name.”

With one thrust I sank into her tight wet pussy. We both cried out at the initial pressure. I pressed my forehead against hers, looking deep into her gorgeous eyes. “Fuck you are so tight and hot! I can’t even think straight, you feel so goddamn good.”

“Don’t think Daniel, just feel and fuck me!”

I loved how dirty her mouth was when she was desperately aroused like she was right now. I pulled almost all the way out, and then plunged my cock back into her, she thrust her hips to meet me and we slammed against each other, again and again. She arched and met me thrust for thrust, crying out again and again. I leaned down and took one of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hungrily as I kept up the savage rhythm. She suddenly arched back, her nails digging into my shoulder as she screamed my name, the walls of her pussy clamping down on my cock with the force of her orgasm. I held her tight, letting her ride out her climax, gritting my teeth determined to make sure she remembered this night for a very long time. I wanted to see her scream and come more than once.

When her legs relaxed around my hips, I pulled out, flipping her over on to her knees. Grabbing her hips, I impaled my throbbing cock into her sheath again, hearing her impassioned moan as I hit even deeper than before. I leaned close, grabbed her tits that as they swung free in this position with one hand. I twisted the nipples and starting to move slowly in and out. I grabbed her hair with the other hand, pulling her back against me, turning her head so I could kiss her gorgeous mouth. Swallowing her moans and gasps as I kept up a steady rhythm inside of her. I leaned back, watching her face, seeing her close her eyes and bite her bottom lip.

“I am going to make you scream my name until your voice is hoarse. God you feel so fucking good, Kathryn.”

“Please… make me come. Let me feel you come deep inside me. Fuck me harder, please.” The last of her words ended with a cry as I increased my thrusts, I let her breasts go, and grabbing her hips in forceful hands, slamming into her so hard the headboard hit the wall.

“I can’t fucking stop, this feels so god damn good.”

“Harder, Daniel, fuck me until I come again all over your cock.”

Her sweet mouth saying those filthy words just spurred me on, I went up on the balls of my feet, using the added leverage to drill into her incredibly tight sheath. I felt the buildup, knew I was about to have a mind-blowing orgasm of my own.

“Come with me, grá… Fuck!!” I felt her tighten all around me, her pussy pulsating around my pistoning cock; she screamed even louder than she had before as her whole body shook. I clasped her tighter, thrusting into her with short jerks as I reached my own orgasm. I flung my head back, shouted her name over and over in a mantra as I flexed my hips against her several times, emptying myself into her over and over until I was empty.

              I rolled off her, yanking her up against my side, trying to calm my heart and my breathing. Not wanting to think too hard about the intensity of what just happened. I was arrogantly satisfied at the fact she was having the same problem I was. She had flung one thigh across my legs when I pulled her against me and I grabbed behind her knee, pulling her more solidly against me before closing my eyes, telling myself the food would be here soon, I was only going to take a few minutes to catch my breath before getting up. Neither of us heard the knock on the hotel room door a few minutes later, or the sound of her kids entering later. We were both lost in the deep sleep of two people who just had explosive sex, our bodies satiated and relaxed.

(Kathryn)

He reached around my waist running his hands up my body slowly, leaving trails of heat where his fingers moved. He found one breast and cupped it gently in his hands, running his thumb slowly over the nipple. I moaned softly at the sensations he was arousing. I felt his warm breath on my neck as he began to nuzzle the spot behind my ear that always made me go weak at the knees. He kissed that spot, then licked it at his hand continued to massage my breast and nipple. My body began to move restlessly, arching back towards him. My ass came in contact with his hard length and I rubbed it against him, smiling when I heard his answering moan. His hand abandoned my breasts and moved down my stomach, down to my thighs where he brought one leg up against his hips so I was open to his searching fingers. He ran his index finger in circles around my clit, making smaller and smaller circles until he was pressing firmly against the place I needed him the most…..

***

I gasped and moaned, waking up to the sensations. Still slightly asleep I thought I was dreaming again, but no, Daniel was still in bed with me and his fingers were delving into my wetness, his breath coming faster as he sent me toward orgasm quickly. I arched up again, my hips moving with his fingers, begging for more. Suddenly, the blinding white pleasure ripped through me, making me shout his name seconds before his mouth covered mine to swallow the sound. He thrust his fingers into my sopping wet pussy, prolonging my orgasm, until I finally relaxed back against him. This was much better than any dream.

I turned towards him, my lust nowhere near satiated. I drew him down to me in a deep kiss, my tongue thrusting into his mouth. He moaned deeply again, gathering my body up close to his, then he pulled away, kissing his way down to my chest, but I pushed him back until he was lying beside me. I threw the covers off us and climbed up until I was sitting astride him. His blue eyes darkened with lust and he grinned.

“Ah, taking control are we grá?” His Irish brogue only heightened my desire for him. I moved down and spoke softly into his ear.

“I want to do things to you, I have been dreaming about for years. One good thing about being an A-lister right? Women just begging to do all kinds of wicked things to you.” I leaned back and winked down at him before capturing his mouth for another deep kiss, pouring all my hunger and desire into it. I felt his cock pressing up against my ass, it throbbed, begging for attention and who was I to deny it? I licked my way down his chest, loving the feel of his hard ridges and defined muscles. Making sure to pay close attention to his nipples making him grab my hair with pleasure. I grinned against his stomach as I moved further down. Licking the deep V that lead down to his thighs, his muscles clenching and his breath hitching violently against my mouth. I loved the feeling of power that those reactions gave me. I felt gorgeous and seductive. His breathing stopped as I found myself between his legs looking down at his beautiful cock. I looked up at him and licked my lips slowly.

“Breathe Daniel.”

“Mmmm Kathryn, please! You’re killing me.”

“What do you want Daniel?” He arched his hips towards me, grabbing my head and pulling it down towards him.

              “I want that mouth around my cock, now.”

“Your wish is my command.” I bent down and took his length slowly, using my tongue to wet it as I drew as much as I could into my mouth. I reached my hand to grasp his length and ran it up to meet my lips. I slipped him slowly back out, swirling my tongue around the tip licking up the small amount of pre-cum that oozed out the top. His hands grasped my hair and he moaned softly, his hips and hands helping me set a rhythm.

“Fuck your mouth feels so goddamn good but I need to feel your wet pussy again. Please.” I grinned at the desperate edge I heard in his voice. I sat up, rising up on my knees until I was sitting right on top of him, the tip of his cock seeking the entrance to my wet pussy. We locked eyes as I slowly lowered myself onto him, taking his full length deeper than before. I gasped and flung my head back with the amazing sensation of having him deep inside me. He reached up and grabbed my breasts in his hands, cupping them, running his fingers slowly over my nipples as I began moving up and down on him. He let me set the pace, watching me take my own pleasure from him. I circled my hips, loving the look in his eyes, one of pain and pleasure as we raced together towards another mind-blowing orgasm. Hearing the moans that came from his lips only heightened my own pleasure as I rode him hard and fast. My orgasm hit me hard suddenly, his hand reaching up and covering my mouth as I went to scream out his name.

Suddenly I was on my back with him thrusting deeply between my thighs. The muscles in his arms straining as he levered his body away from mine, his hips slamming into mine. His control had snapped and I relished it. He leaned back on his knees, bringing my legs up along his chest, crossing my ankles and angling it to one side of his head, then he grabbed my hips, arching my back, and slammed me back up against him so my ass was hitting his thighs. He growled at the sound of my moans pushing in deeper and harder. Our skin was covered in a thin sheen of sweat as we worked together, never wanting the pleasure to end but needing the blinding climax we were racing towards.

Daniel reached down and started circling my clit with his thumb, looking deep into my eyes as he continued his soul-stirring movements. I felt my orgasm building again, starting in my toes, all the pleasure working its way to my core, all my muscles tightened, ready for the intense release. Suddenly he arched his back, his neck tightening and his head flung back, he groaned my name over and over, his orgasm and the throbbing of his cock as it pumped his warmth deep into my body setting my own off. He caught my scream in his mouth again as his hips continued to jerk into me, giving me every ounce of pleasure and cum he could. Then he collapsed on top of me. I reached around, pulling him against me, enjoying the feel of the man’s weight on me. I didn’t care if he was a little heavy. He felt amazing.

When we had caught our breath finally he eased up on his arms. I saw him wince right before he rolled to his back, bringing me up against him. He flung his arm over his eyes and groaned.

“You are going to kill me.”

I laughed softly, reaching up and bringing his arm down.

“But it’s a great way to go right?” I asked with a grin.

He chuckled, reaching up to place a simple kiss on my lips.

“Goddamn right it is.”

I saw him wince again as he laid back down. I sat up and looked down at him, remembering that just the day before he had crashed pretty hard.

“Daniel? Are you really okay?”

“Just a little sore from the little skateboard incident grá. I am getting too old to be acting like a bloody kid anymore.” I laughed, I couldn’t help it, and that earned me a swat on the ass. I pushed up and climbed out of bed, grabbing my big fluffy robe off a chair by the bedside table and walking into the bathroom. I took my migraine preventative while I was in there then grabbed the Icy Hot I always carried with me then walked back to the bed.

“Turn over. This medicine will help those old muscles.” He grunted and made a face at me but did as I asked. I climbed up beside him, kneeling by his hips. I set the jar of medicine next to me, dipping my hand in and scooping some of the goopy cream onto my fingers. I started with his shoulders and worked my way down. Massaging each muscle in his back and shoulders, making sure I worked out any kinks I felt. He groaned with pleasure, and by the time I was done his breath had evened out and deepened so I knew he had fallen asleep. I brushed a lock of dark hair off his forehead, bending to press a kiss there instead. Then I went and washed my hands before climbing back in bed with him. When I was settled and about to drift off myself I felt him shift onto his side, and then his arms were wrapped around my waist, pulling me into his front. He made a satisfied murmur before his breath evened out again. I smiled, wrapping my arm around his before drifting off with him.

(Daniel)

I jerked awake when I heard my phone going off and squinted at the clock. It was 4:00 in the morning. What the hell? The phone stopped ringing right before I reached for it but before I could settle back down with Kathryn it started again. Not wanting her to wake up, I grabbed the phone and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door behind me.

“Hello?” The number wasn’t one I had programmed into my phone but if they were calling at 4:00 in the morning and were continuously calling, something was up.

“Hello, is this Mr. Daniel Kaehe?” The voice was abrupt and professional sounding, further solidifying my thoughts that something was going on.

“Yes this is he.”

“We are calling because your name is listed as the emergency contact for a Lynn Collins.” My heart sank.
What the hell has she done now?
I repeat the question aloud this time.

“She has been in a car accident. She is in stable condition but won’t be able to leave the hospital for a few days. She has broken a leg in three places and her forearm.”

“Have you contacted her family at all? They are in London as well, I am in Paris.”

“No sir, this is the only name and number we were given.” I sighed deeply, running a hand through my hair, closing my eyes tight. Lynn was my ex-wife. We were married for less than a year, long enough for her to have a baby she claimed was mine only to find out it was some bloke she meet one night at a bar several days before we were married. A one-night stand she said, but when he showed up at the house begging to be able to see his child the truth came out. I didn’t want to see her, didn’t want anything to do with her. I opened the bedroom door and gazed out at the woman sleeping peacefully only a few feet away. I had to make sure Lynn was okay, her child was okay, and then to make sure she understood that whatever we once had was gone and would never come back.              

“I will be on the next flight out.”

“Thank you, Mr. Kaehe.” He gave me the information for the hospital, room number, etc. Then I hurried to get dressed, stopping to savor the fact that I could move painlessly now, thanks to Kathryn’s magic fingers. Once I was dressed, I ran downstairs to a small bakery next door and grabbed some pastries just as they were coming out of the ovens. Then I ran back to her room, grabbing a piece of paper and writing a quick note before I bent down and pressed a kiss to her forehead.

“I will be back my grá.” With one more look I turned and left, calling the airport as I walked out. Vowing to myself that this would be the last time Lynn messed with my life.

(Kathryn)

When I woke the next morning, and stretched I winced at the slight tenderness in muscles long overdue for some exercise. I grinned and turned to where Daniel should have been.

He was gone, and his side of the bed was cold so he had been gone for a while. Frowning, I sat up slowly, clearing my head from the cobwebs of sleep.
Did you really think you were more than just a one-night stand?
My inner bitch was scoffing at how naïve I was. Deep down I knew that if I took the chance and let Daniel in, it was temporary, that he would see I wasn’t perfect and leave. One of the reasons I let go enough to act as uninhibited as I had, or at least that’s what I told myself.

Shaking my head to clear it from the negative and painful thoughts, I moved to climb out of bed and get ready for the day. I stopped when I saw the plate of pastries on a low table by my bed. There was a note on a torn piece of paper.

Kathryn,

I was called back to London this morning. You looked so peaceful I didn’t want to disturb you. Thank you for last night. It was truly amazing. I will call you.

Daniel

Well at least he hadn’t left without saying goodbye and he had served me breakfast in bed, kind of. I grabbed a pain au chocolat, moaning at the decadent taste before going to my suitcase and pulling some clothes out. At some point we would need to find a townhouse to rent for the few months we would be in Paris so we could stop living out of a suitcase. Maybe while the kids were with Cora today that’s what I should do, not standing around here moping about a man.

Nodding my head once, a plan decided on for the day, I changed quickly into a pair of my nicest jeans, I wasn’t much of a fancy slacks girl but I still needed to look semiprofessional, and pulled a simple white long sleeve shirt over my head. When I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and hair I caught a glimpse in the mirror. I hadn’t washed my face before I passed out in Daniels arms so there was mascara under my eyes, making me look like a demented raccoon and my hair had that just been fucked extremely well look which basically meant tangled and tousled. I closed my eyes and groaned.

“Sleeping peacefully my ass. I probably scared the crap out of him.” I muttered to myself continually as I got ready for the day, berating myself for acting like a horny twenty something. Scrubbing my face a little harsher than usual and running a brush through my hair until it not only shined but my scalp was screaming to stop the torturous trips of my brush. Once I felt like my appearance wouldn’t scare anyone else I went out to wake the kids up and to get on with the day. They were both in a good mood, chatting happily about the evening they had with Cora and Joey, allowing me to tune them out and neither one of them seemed to notice my mood, or at least I didn’t think they had. When we reached Cora’s building, Tyler grabbed my arm before we walked in.