To Mend a Broken Heart (29 page)

The alcohol in Daniel’s system is loosening his tongue, making him lose his inhibitions, enabling me to see a different side to my sensitive, thoughtful man. His big hands skim over my breasts, down to the hem of my dress before disappearing underneath. I know what he is searching for. It takes him two seconds to find them. His hands grip the bare skin above the lace top stocking then up to the thin strap holding them up.

“You drive me insane, Katie.”

“Do you know what you do to me?” I ask him, gripping his face in my hands.

“Tell me.” he pins me with his blue eyes and the words come tumbling out.

“My whole body heats when you’re near me. Right now? I feel like I could go up in flames.” he pulls me to him and reaches behind me to unzip my dress.

“Your touch, it makes me feel things I’ve never felt before. It takes me to places, I didn’t even know existed, over and over again. But it’s more than sex, it’s more than making love, it’s a connection so deep, it runs through my veins, I feel it in my bones.”

Something that sounds like a growl escapes his lips, I feel it rumble deep in his chest, sending vibrations through me. He pushes my dress off my shoulders, leaving me standing in just my underwear and heels. I’m lifted and placed on top of the table while he steps back. He bends down and removes his shoes and socks, dropping them to the floor without a second glance. I watch as he unbuttons his shirt and drops it to the floor then steps forward and gathers me to him. I press kisses along his chest and down his flat stomach which tenses under my lips.

“I need you,” I tell him, sitting back up and resting my hands on his strong shoulders.

“And I need you.”

He drops his head, kissing one nipple through the lace of my bra before paying the other the same attention. When I’m panting, unable to see clearly and about to explode, I pull him closer, my fingernails clawing at his bare back. His beautiful, muscled back.

“Daniel…
Please.
”

“What, Katie?” he grins against my lips.

“Make love to me.”

He looks down at me, then his hands go to his belt. I watch, utterly transfixed by this gorgeous man standing before me, dressed in just his trousers, so perfect and so completely mine. He removes his belt but not his trousers, he simply unzips them then reaches inside and releases himself. He springs free, hard and ready for me. I reach forward, grasping him in my hand, desperate to feel him. Desperate for him to feel me.

He pushes me back slightly, then lines the very tip of himself at my core. He pauses, seeming to need a moment. Where he might need it, I just need him. I pull him closer, sliding him inside me. I groan. He groans. Then he begins to move. I’m surrounded by him, overpowered by him, but I’ve never felt safer. His is leaning completely over me, so strong and tall. His eyes are pinning me to the table, while his hands are holding mine captive. He is moving inside me, stroking a fire that I’m not sure I will survive.

“Daniel..” I pant.

“Katie,” he pants back, “Keep a hold of me, hold me so tight, I can’t think of anything but you, and for Gods sake, don’t let go of me. Ever.”

I don’t speak, I do as he asks, I pull him closer, I wrap my arms and legs around him, crossing my ankles over his bottom and hooking him to me. One of his hands come to rest on my hip while the other travels up my spine and holds the back of my neck firmly, not too tight, just enough to know he is there, just enough to know the message he is trying to get across,
I am his.
and he is mine. My head falls back at the same time my eyes close.

“Look at me, beautiful,” he whispers, “Let me see those eyes.”

I open my eyes, giving him what he wants. The look he gives me, his hands on my skin, feeling him move inside me is enough to tip me over, my climax takes on a depth I’ve never experienced before. I cling to Daniel, desperately needing him to hold me. He follows me soon after, clinging to me just as much.

“You see?” he whispers into my neck, “Nothing else matters.”

“Nothing but this. Us. You. Me.” I whisper back.

“Nothing.”

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I’m not sure where the time goes, but we are six weeks away from our wedding date. Life with Daniel is incredible. We really are perfect together. We spend hours laying in bed together reading or in our reading room. Daniel makes us delicious coffee for breakfast on Saturday morning and I make us bacon sandwiches which we either eat in the kitchen or take back up to bed and eat them naked and snuggled together.

I found my dream wedding dress and I’m due to have my final fitting in two weeks. Ginny’s ever expanding tummy is causing the seamstress concern. In order to make sure Ginny will have a dress to wear if she gives birth before the wedding or after, I’ve bought two dresses. It looks like Little Miss will be staying put till after the wedding but you never know, and yes, it is a Little Miss, Ginny and Ryan did find out what they were having and Aidan is going to be getting a little sister. It’s perfect. Today, it is a cold but sunny November day. After being stuck inside all week, Daniel and I have decided to take a trip into town and visit The Tower of London. As we walk down the cobbled path following the guard who is giving us a tour, I take Daniel’s hand and squeeze it, he looks down at me and smiles.

“Are you listening?” he whispers.

“Of course.” I whisper back.

“Because, I’ll quiz you at the end.”

“Maybe I’ll quiz you too!”

At the end of the tour, we go into the chapel. It is so beautiful and so full of history I could stay in there for hours. When we leave, Daniel suggests we make our way over to the White Tower. Climbing the stairs we come face to face with the armour. I can’t help but giggle like a schoolgirl.

“How big?” I whisper to Daniel, pointing to Henry VIII’s codpiece.

“He was a… big man, clearly.”

“Or that’s exactly what he wanted everyone to think!”

“Stoke his ego, so to speak.”

“Exactly.” I laugh.

“I’m loving this.”

“Looking at Henry’s codpiece?”

“No,” he rolls his eyes, “This, being with you, our day out.”

“I know, me too. Wedding stuff has got a little crazy lately.”

“It has, but it will all be worth it.”

“It will. Ryan asked about a stag night.”

“Did he now?” I smile, making my way over to the coins.

“Yes. Were there plans for it?”

“I don’t know, were there? You’re the stag.”

“Are you having a hen night?”

“I don’t think so. I will probably have Ginny over the same night you have yours and we will do face packs.”

“The bump is not good for nights out.”

“No and in all honesty, I’m not bothered. The only thing I want to celebrate is the fact I’m marrying you.”

“I think Ryan would like to do something, if you’re okay with that? It will probably be terribly boring seeing as we’re old men, well, I am at least,” he frowns, running his hand over his mouth, “But, it would be nice to do something with Ryan.”

“Okay, firstly,” I step into him, “You’re not old, and secondly, of course I don’t mind. I’d really like you to have an evening, a day, whatever you’d like, out with Ryan.”

“I’ll chat to him about it later.” he smiles, leaning down to give me a kiss.

“Good. Now, my stomach is making noises and my bloodstream is running dangerously low on coffee, shall we have some lunch?”

“Whatever you’d like.”

“I like you,” I grin, leaning up on my tiptoes to kiss him again, “And coffee.”

“Together?” he raises an eyebrow.

“Always.”

“Come on you, let’s get a coffee and something to eat, the lack of caffeine is making you all touchy feely.”

“Are you actually complaining?”

“No, never. Just seems a waste seeing as I can’t actually enjoy it fully right now.”

“I’ll save it for when we get home then.”

“And I’ll look forward to it.”

After lunch we finish walking around the tower and see everything there is left to see. Today has been one of the best and something I’ll remember for a long time. Being able to be carefree and just enjoy being together is a joy I still relish being able to feel. The guilt I was once flooded with has long since passed. I know Richard is happy for me and since sending out all our wedding invites, I know my friends are too. No one has been anything but lovely about my new relationship with Daniel and why would they be? Who didn’t want someone to be happy?

On the train ride home, Daniel sets his head back on his seat and closes his eyes, it has been a full on day and we are both a little tired. I’m hoping, when we get back there will be a bubble bath and Daniel will light the fire. I know there is a bottle of red and a box of
After Eights
to be eaten and I really hope my gorgeous man will share them with me, curled up by the fire. I take a sneaky moment just to look at him, he has a small smile on his lips and even with his eyes closed, it feels like his eyes are on me.

“Are you staring?” he opens one eye and looks at me.

“I might be.”

“And why might you be staring?”

“Because you’re a God like specimen who makes me feel all sorts of inappropriate things while we’re in public?” I grin at him.

“What kind of inappropriate things?” he asks, his voice a little husky.

“Now, now, Mr Lambert, that would be telling wouldn’t it?”

“Now, now,
Mrs Lambert
, you can't tease me like that.”

“I’m not Mrs Lambert yet!”

“Oh, but you will be…”

“Yes I will…” I lean closer and press my lips just under his jaw.

Daniel has the most incredible bone structure, his jaw is strong, his nose is strong, he is strong and one of my favourite places to kiss him is right here. He always smells amazing here and my nose and lips just seem to fit, like they are made for that exact spot. I snuggle into his skin and inhale. A small groan of pleasure escapes his lips and I suddenly feel like I need to be with him, I need us to be joined together and I need it now. Looking up to see what station we’re at, I frown. Still six more stops to go until ours, then we have the drive home.

“We’ll be home soon.” he tells me, almost like he is reading my mind.

“I know.” I groan, pressing another kiss to his neck.

“Fire? Wine? Pillows?” he pulls my face so I’m looking at him.

“Yes, yes, yes.” I grin.

“Then behave. We’ll be home in half an hour.” he presses a soft kiss to my nose and then wraps his arm around me.

If he wants me to behave, he really shouldn’t be pressing his body right up against me, surrounding me in his scent and warmth. I will behave, I’m a grown woman. I can last half an hour without pawing all over my man.

* * *

Work functions. You either love them or you hate them. I actually love them, I work with a great team of people who I get on really well with. Tonight is one of the many functions we throw each year for our suppliers. Through the years I’ve attended lots of these so I know how it will go. We’ll all have nice things to drink and eat and we’ll chat with all our suppliers to make sure they are happy. There will be dancing and fun had by all. Tonight though, I have Daniel by my side. It’s the first time most of my colleagues will meet him, I’m excited and nervous, they met Richard too and I am always worried comparisons will be made.

Feeling a little nervous, I know the one thing that will make me feel better is the 6’2, dark blonde beautiful man upstairs, just being near to him calms me and makes me feel better. I head up to Daniel’s bedroom, no, make that
our
bedroom and find him fresh from the shower. He is deliciously naked and dressed in just a towel. Perfect. I step up behind him and wrap my arms around his body, resting my cheek on his naked back. I take a deep breath in and inhale him, he always smells delicious, but even more so after a shower.

“Did you just want to sniff me?” he laughs.

“No.” I grin, darting my tongue out to taste a droplet of water that is lucky enough to be sliding down his back.

“I thought we were going out?” he shudders a little in my arms.

“We are.” I lick another then another, I’m about to lick a fourth when he turns in my arms and looks down at me.

“Katie, stop it. We have to go out.” he tells me, all the while I trace the lines of his chest and lean in to kiss his tattoo.

“I know that, but I ju—”

“You just need to have a shower and get ready.”

“I just want t—”

“Off you go.” he turns me in his arms and pats my bottom.

“You’ll regret it, Daniel, just you wait!”

I head to the shower and turn it on, the whole room is steamy from Daniel’s shower and it smells heavenly, just like him. I slip under the spray and start to wash my hair. After I’ve shaved everywhere and rinsed my conditioner off, I step out into the bathroom and notice Daniel is standing by the sink shaving. His eyes meet mine in the mirror and it doesn’t go unnoticed by me that his eyes stray from my face and down my body.

“Can you pass me a towel?”

He steps over to the big pile just to the right of him and hands me one of the fluffy towels I love so much, how he keeps them so fluffy I’ll never know and he won’t tell me. I wrap it around myself and grab another to wrap around my hair before heading into the bedroom. I’m in the middle of getting my dress out when the phone rings.

“I’ll get it!” Daniel calls, heading downstairs.

When I hear him head into the office, I know he will be a while. Since he started working again, the enquiries and jobs have just come flooding in and he has more work than time to do it in and has had to turn some down. I am so proud of him. I blow dry my hair and curl it, pinning it loosely, then I start my make-up. I’m going natural everything except my eyes which I’m going to have smokey. When I’m finished I slip the towel off and slip into my new underwear.

I’d seen this while I was out shopping and decided to treat myself… and Daniel. It’s a blush coloured strapless bra and suspender belt. It’s beautiful and I know Daniel will love it. He’s old fashioned when it comes to lingerie. He wants lace and ruffles. Stockings not tights and it’s all the more appreciated if a suspender is holding up the stocking. I attach my flesh coloured stockings and slip on my robe while I go in search of the poppy Daniel bought me to wear in my hair tonight. When I come back into the bedroom he is just putting on his suit trousers. I watch as he pulls them up his long, muscular thighs and decide, after looking at the clock, we have time. I clear my throat to get his attention and when his eyes meet mine, I drop the robe.

“Wow.” he breathes, his eyes going wide.

“Like?”

“Love.” he smiles, walking towards me.

“I thought you might.” I groan as his hand comes up to trace the cup of my bra.

“It’s new, I haven’t seen this before.” his finger traces the line between my breasts and lower, over my stomach.

“I saw it and thought of yo—”

My breath hitches as his hand slips inside my knickers, this thumb making contact with my core. He looks down at me, his eyes darker and hooded as his hands caress and tease me. I close my eyes and surrender to the feeling of his hands on me. I feel his hot breath on my neck and turn my head to the side, giving him better access to one of my favourite spots.

“We really do have to get ready to go out, Katie.” he murmurs against my skin.

“I know, but this is too good to st—”

I gasp as I feel one of his long, perfect, skilled fingers slip inside me. Daniel kisses a line across the tops of my breasts and up my neck, only stopping when he reaches my lips. He rests his mouth against mine and when I open my lips to welcome him in, he slips his tongue inside my mouth and groans. I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him to me, needing to feel more of his skin on mine.

“We nee—” he tries to speak but I stop him with more kisses and my hands tracing his erection through the thin fabric of his trousers.

“We need to make love, I’ll never last if we don’t.” I speak into his mouth before I pull back and drop to my knees in front of him.

Watching his reaction is almost my undoing. His eyes go wide, his jaw goes tight, the muscles ticking and his hands ball into fists at his side. Daniel isn’t a dominant man, but he isn’t a saint either. He’s sexual and devoted and sex with Daniel is always incredible. He knows how to play my body, he knows just what to do to keep me guessing and he knows how to please me to the point of ecstasy then tease me by stopping. As I reach up and unzip his trousers, his breathing picks up, his chest rising and falling fast. Releasing his erection into my hand, I dip my head and circle just the head of him in my mouth, he groans, a deep sexy sound that seems to come from deep within his chest as one hand comes up and cups my cheek.

“You’re beautiful, so insanely beautiful, Katie.”

I take him deeper into my mouth, my lips stretching to accommodate his size. He moves his hips forward a little then pulls back, all the time his hand rests on my face, an act of protectiveness not dominance.

“I don’t think there is anything sexier in the world to me than seeing you like this. It’s beyond anything I could ever have imagined.” his hand leaves my face and his fingers dance their way down my throat and to my breasts.