Trust me

He laughed to himself that she stayed just far enough away; within view, out of reach.  He enjoyed watching her keep an eye on him.  He was less subtle, as always.  When she moved through the party or was caught in conversational circles, he also moved if simply to see her look for him and change position.  Cat and mouse, but who was who this time?  Once, there had been no question. He had been in control and she had willingly followed him.  He missed her. Not just her congenial attitude, but her laughter, her smile, her energy and passion. And of course her body. He loved how they had fit together.

Danni had changed a lot in her mind since he had gone from her life.  She was stronger, more independent and less gullible.  He of course had affectionately called her naive.  She frowned at herself for she now saw his comment as a nickname for a fool.  Her feelings had been honest though muddled at times.  She had adored him; loved everything about him.  Though that hadn't been enough for Kevin.  He had wanted someone more angry and willing to argue.  She simply didn't see the point in it.  She had better things to do than fight.  Most people mistook her for weak. He had at some level.  She had loved him enough to let most of what he'd done and said slide. He had made her feel good and that had been everything then.  Now? Now, she liked to think of herself as different.  She knew Kevin had seen her tonight; really seen her. She had made sure she looked wonderful.  The black velvet split skirt showed off her muscular legs highlighted by her high cut boots.  The silver silk scarf around her blue blouse made her eyes gleam mischievously.  She vowed that she would not be the one to start a conversation.

Realizing she was refusing to make the first attempt, he at last crossed over to her.  He waited silently, listening to her laugh and talk with other people.  He held his drink, lazily tracing it with his thumb. He didn't enter the chit chat on purpose; forcing her to finally break and acknowledge him.  Her smile was small and polite.  This hurt him a little, remembering how easily she had laughed and smiled with him.

"It's really good to see you. How've you been?" she asked.  Kevin saw the slightest fire in her eyes as she focused solely on his face. He loved it when she did that. 

"I'm well. Busy as always.  You?" He could stand to play the polite version for now.

"Same." She stopped and let the silence scream between them.  She watched him shift his weight, slightly uncertain of her. 

He tried again with small talk of things they had shared together but she wouldn't bite.  She brushed them off and dismissed the memories, no matter how pleasant.  She then took over by asking him directly about his life, refusing to share hers.  He was caught up in her interest of him.  He found himself speaking too freely, offering opinions and details.  This wasn't like him. He made some half-assed joke about his job and she laughed easily, lightly touching his arm.  They moved together and closed their bodies to each other.  Conversation became softer, more intimate.

"You look great." he said honestly drinking sturdily from his glass.  She matched him.

"You too. Did you come to this shindig alone."

"Yes, but I'm hoping not to leave that way." he winked and drank again.  

She stiffened.  "Really?"

He tried to swallow the mouthful of golf ball sized foolish words. His cheeks reddened.

"And did you have your sights set on anyone in particular? Or are you still playing the field?"

"I don't do that anymore." 

"Mmmm" she nodded skeptically.  "You'll forgive me if I don't believe all of that."

He touched her hip and kissed her temple, inhaling her perfume and excitement. "I meant to say that ..." he caught himself before he dove head first into "AA" as she had called it: The Abyss of Assholes.

"I know exactly what you were implying." Her smile was small again.

"Danni..." 

"Kevin?" her look was of mock innocence. 

"I'm sorry."

"Yes. I'm sure; but more that you got caught and only a little that you hurt me."

"I've changed."

"...said the leopard wearing his same spots..."

He sighed.  "I'd like the chance to prove it."

"I'm sure."

"I wish you'd trust me."

"I did."

"Now."

"Easier said than done." 

Danni was amazed at the words flying so brusquely from her painted lips. Never had she imagined the ability to stand up to him.  She wondered how long it could last.  Her knees felt weak inside her velvet boots.  Her heart beat so hard she was certain her blouse flinched.  Then he leaned in and whispered in her ear. She felt the softness of his lips along the crook of her neck and almost fell to the floor.  

"I miss you Danni." 

She closed her eyes and tasted each word. Sweetly, they crept in her ear and began to swirl in her chest like a mass of butterfly wings. She reached up and touched his face.  

"I miss you too. I do." Her smile this time was slightly crooked  and she bit her lip.  He remembered that look.

The heat surged through him, warming every nerve in his body.  It was all he could do not to wrap her in his arms and begin to undress her. He closed his eyes and clasped her hand.  He kissed her fingers and held them tightly.  

Tilting her head toward his she lightly kissed the corner of his mouth.  "How about this shindig?"

"Time to go Danni." his breath was heavy.

She permitted him to slip his hand around her waist and guide her out of the party.

"Where is your room?" he asked quietly as he plunked her drink on a standing tray. He finished his own and continued to escort her.

"On the top floor."

"No good. Too far." he gruffed.

"Well excuse me. It's the room I wanted."

He rolled his eyes and chuffed.

"Does this mean that you don't want to take the stairs?"

"It means I may stop the elevator."

She laughed and snuggled in to his step.  She made it easy. He'd forgotten how easy it was to feel good with her.

They did not have the elevator alone.  She leaned into him, making it appear that they were huddled in quiet conversation and teased his thigh with her fingertips; tracing and touching until he had to clear his throat and change his stance. She enjoyed the firmness of his body, the raging want and the struggle to keep calm.

"You better stop." he half laughed pulling her hand away from him. He thought he might lose control. 

"Or?" she teased.

 

His hand unbuttoned her top button, caressing her nipple until it came to attention. He loved hearing her sigh.

"Do I need to continue?"

"Oh I believe you do" she grinned taking a hold of him once more.  

The bell of the elevator dinged softly and the huffy old couple that were their cell mates clucked disgustedly to each other as they stepped off.  "G'night!" Kevin said cheerily.  They turned and glared sending Danni and Kevin in to peels of laughter.  Danni threw her arms around his neck and nibbled his chin.  He smiled, kissing the tip of her nose.  At last the little bell chimed for her floor.  They both grew quiet.  Hand in hand they sauntered down the hall, their minds racing, playing out what they were doing and what would happen.  Who would get hurt? 

She unlocked the door, laying her purse down on the table.  He closed the door and stepped in front of her.  She let out a sigh.

"Are you sure?" he asked, running his hand along her bare arm.  Like a tiny army, the hairs stood up and the goose bumps raced along her flesh.

"Nope."

"Can you trust me?"

"Nope." her answer was a little sad this time.  she looked away, almost nervously.

He responded with a warm kiss; his lips full and tender.  His arms encircled her, pulling her close.  He heard her breath come deeply and relished the sweetness of her mouth.  His heart began to beat a little harder as his fingers became more playful.

Her body reacted to him instantly; as it always had. She felt his tongue tease her mouth and lips and welcomed him fully.  Her own mouth eagerly searched him in shadows of the room.  Danni pulled at his shirt and  belt as she gulped his kisses.  His skin was warm and soft.  She nuzzled his head to the side and kissed his throat and shoulder.  Tugging off his shirt, she kissed his chest  and cupped his chin while slowly walking him back toward the bed.  

Like a child playing Eensy Weensy Spider, his fingers crept up the back of her dress to unzip it and leave it in a pile on the floor.  she stood before him, naked and shy, save for the silk scarf draped around her throat.  His hands lightly traced every curve of her body, leaving her trembling with a warm, hungry desire.  He sat down, pulling her between his knees.  His hands cautiously slid over her hips and around her legs.  Gently he squeezed. They both sighed with anticipation.  His fingers traced the backs of her knees as he remembered she loved and then slowly made their way up.  He whispered her name against the flat of her belly and slowly began to explore her.  Danni wondered how long she could stand with every fiber in her body going weak.  She moaned and let her head fall forward, cradling his head in her arms and moved against him. She ached to feel him touch her, have her.   He lay back slowly and coaxed her above him; one hand guiding her hips and the other stroking her intimately.  He could feel her body tighten and heard her breath becoming more husky.

"Let it go." he softly asked. "I want to see you let it go."

This seemed to interrupt her.  She stopped and smiled.  Beckoning with playful kisses, she got him to sit up with her.  Knees on either side, she took off her scarf and wrapped it around his eyes.  She felt his hesitation but reassured him by tracing his earlobe with her tongue. 

"trust me." she giggled and nibbled lightly.

He sighed and became putty.  She gently pushed him back down on the bed and began to reacquaint herself with his body.  Her mouth was soft and curious.  Her tongue was warm and sweet.  He quickly responded when she began to fuddle with his trousers, kicking them off to join her dress; wrinkled and unwanted on the carpet.  Her fingertips tickled across his chest, trailed down his sides and across his legs.  She felt his muscles tense and teased his belly with small breaths of his name whispered in the dark.  She barely kissed the flesh of his hips and waited for him to clutch the sheets as she tasted his body.  He groaned, shifting in the bed to feel as much of her as he could.  Her movements were slow and deliberate.  She felt him losing control.

He tugged at the silk. Touching her was driving him mad, he had to see her.  "Oh God Danni..." he growled, pulling her roughly above him to kiss her.  He held her face and for a few moments, simply looked at her.  His own smile was small; his eyes, dark and yearning.  Kevin rolled her gently to her back where he began his own erotic exploration.  

She rose up to meet his fingers, and gasped to feel his breath, his tongue. She asked him at last to make love to her, unable to resist any more.  

"Please." she whimpered.

He loomed passionately over her, watching her quivering lips and feeling her legs entwine him; her body warmly begging to feel him entirely.  She began to rock slowly with his rhythm.  He stayed above her, pulling her hips toward him, slowly at first, but then as the excitement grew between them, more urgently.  Danni grabbed at him and pulled him close.  Their breath was raspy. Their bodies slick and hungry. Kevin felt her push hard against him.  She rose up fiercely kissing his shoulders.  He felt her teeth at first, but she relinquished, ending more subtly with her voice echoing quietly "yes" and "please".  She began to tremble, the energy and desire rising to a sensual frenzy. Kevin felt the burning in his thighs and like lightening, it scrambled along his body.  He pushed back and moaned her name.  They were perfect; together.  He lay beside her drawing absently along the curve of her hip. The night snuck away leaving early dawn to eaves drop from outside the thick hotel curtains.

"Penny for your thoughts?"

"A dollar for each mistake."

He paused, wounded by her melancholy.

"Was it?"

"I don't know yet. It's morning and you're still here so I have to wait..."

Silently he dressed and looked back at her.  She tilted her face just enough so he couldn't see the tears burning her cheeks. The door clunked shut.  Her heart cracked but she willed it not to break. Not completely.  She simply cried it to sleep. It beat heavy with regret.

It was several hours before she woke again.  Her stomach grumbling from neglect.  She rolled over to see coffee and fruit delicately laid along the bureau's edge and heard the soft patter of the shower.  A sideways smile crept across her lips.  Standing and approaching her breakfast she laughed as the fruit had been cut in to  small pieces and laid out in letters.  The two words were punctuated by a perfect strawberry.

She plucked it from the dresser and sauntered down the hall to him, scarf in hand.

I wanted to welcome you back with...a smile? a bang? Hmmmm I've been away for so long and it's been even longer since I've written a tawdry one.  I hate to fall out of practice.  So I hope you can endure and enjoy. heehee.  I have a quiet weekend planned for a change so let's hope we can catch up soon and do this again?  I do love your company.  

Thanks for hanging in there with me. Nice to be back with you all.