The entire time we make our way back to his room, we’re quiet. I refuse to speak to him, I know I’m being stubborn but I’m conflicted. I’m lost in my thoughts the entire time we make our way back.
I was mad at myself. I loved every single second of it and I’m questioning my need to go to therapy.
I didn’t like breaking any type of rules. The pilot, Reid, had advised me to keep my seatbelt on at all times since this was my first time and he was well aware of my fear of flying. Yet, with Danny, I had already broken so many of my morals. He was the devil on my shoulder, pulling me to his darkness.
So many rules were instilled into me at a young age, with an overbearing mother and a religion. A lot of them broken to no return.
The adrenaline I experience with Danny is starting to infect every single fiber of my being.
His voice could make me do a million things I was unsure of and at the same time, make me feel like I was the only woman in his world.
This man was questioning every boundary I had thought to set out for myself when it came to the type of relationship I wanted after Shane. Never would I have thought that this would be something that he would leave me begging for.
I keep challenging myself more and more. How much could I take?
The thrill of Danny’s demands sent heat coursing through my veins over the edge. I couldn’t deny how much our situation turned me on in the helicopter, just as much as it scared me. I can’t explain it but I was starting to discover parts of myself I thought didn’t exist. I enjoyed the thrill of possibly getting caught. I enjoyed the way Danny commanded me but only by him.
I’m loving the adrenaline, the pain, the pleasure, and the fear he gives me all into one.
The blades of the helicopter caused vibrations that made the pleasure more intense. The high winds could be felt against my clit and I could be swept away just from that sensual gratification it gave me.
I had promised myself, my mother, and ultimately God that I would wait to go all the way, until marriage. Now, I wasn’t so sure of what was right but I sure knew that this felt so right when I was with Danny. Despite his ways of showing it.
But the more time passed by, the more I realized Danny fucked me while making our whole situation dangerous. We could have been caught or worst, fallen out and died.
We’re finally back to his place and I slam the bathroom door in Danny’s face. I was seething. Seething at him for holding me like a hostage by my hair, almost falling to my death from a helicopter with each of his thrusts hitting me.
We’re back in his room and it’s almost two in the morning. It’s not like he gave me the option to go back to my room. As long as he’s here, he won’t let me leave his sight. He feels the need to protect me from whoever’s out to get me. I’m insanely drained, physically and mentally. I just want to sleep. I was angry at him but I know deep down that I liked it. Either way, I didn’t want him to know that.
Before I enter the shower, I look at myself in the mirror. My lips are puffy and my mouth feels sore.
I was still processing what just happened. Danny was… he’s the man that terrifies me yet intrigues me.
The darkness you run away from yet I was walking.
The dark prince I never pictured growing up falling for. Yet I was willing to join him in his shadows.
I stood in Danny’s shower letting the warm water run down my long black hair. Letting my mind travel nowhere but focusing on the way the water hits me. There’s nothing like a warm shower after a stressful night.
My eyes are closed, my face underneath the shower head and I’m rinsing off all the shampoo holding my hair out, to get it rinsed. I’m using Danny’s shampoo and it smells of spice, mint, and wood. It smells like the intoxicating man he is.
Suddenly, I feel arms wrap around my waist and I’m getting pulled towards Danny’s bare chest. He turns me around and I’m at a loss for words. I should know better than to try and hide from a Navy SEAL in his own bathroom.
Of course, he knows how to sneak his way past a locked door, he kills bad guys for a living. A six-foot-six trained ninja.
He’s under the shower head now and he’s rinsing his hair with his hands, while I’m staring at the droplets fall down his chest, all the way down his very well-defined abs, and stopping at his massive cock that’s hardening.
I’m instantly aroused, clit throbbing and I’m begging for his touch. Licking my lips remembering I just had his cock deep throating me not long ago and I enjoyed every second of it.
Danny catches me looking at him and grins, seducing me with his smile. I roll my eyes at him, grabbing the shower curtain, ready to get away from him. He stops me, and grabs my wrist, with his giant hand, hard enough to make me flinch but it wasn’t painful.
‘Danny, I need to relax.’ I breathe. I’m looking up at him and I’m still angry about the helicopter sex. “You almost killed me!”
‘Have you ever thought of relaxing your ass on my cock?’
Immediate heat rises in my cheeks and I can’t speak. My eyes widen with temptation.
‘Because I want to claim every part of you, baby. I’m going to show you how much you consume me. But I’m not so sure you can handle this side of me, Ari. I’ve just shown you just how far I’ll go and you’re mad. You can’t take it.’
‘I can take it,’ I argue.
‘Can you? Does your fear of flying still scare you the most or… the fact that you liked how I made you come so hard as I fucked you on it, anger you?’
This man was breaking my body and mind. His kinks were so intense I don’t know how I’m going to survive his lust for me. I’m determined because even though he takes it too far, I like it.
I swallow.
‘You scare me the most.’
He smirks as the water falls down on us both.
“Good girl.”
I freeze but that doesn’t last long before he backs me against the wall rough but not enough to hurt. His hands are around my neck, gripping me, and it’s hard to breathe. Yet, he’s strategic enough to still let air in and out. Every move he makes on my body is precise and careful.
“I plan on taking you in every single way I’ve imagined fucking you since we first met. Your mouth choking on me, you’re tight pussy tearing on my cock, was just the beginning.’ His voice is so sinister it’s making my head spin, his words were messing with my brain. I look up at him, not fighting his grip and I can feel his massive cock poking at my waist.
He turns me around so I’m now facing the wall of the shower, I feel a bath sponge brush over my shoulders, and he trails it down to my ass. He circles the sponge on my back then back down to my ass and I’m breaking. I’m breaking because I want him to devour me. Every time he fucks me, he makes me enter a world of constant pleasure I never want to escape. The way he blends the pain with the fun is perfectly formulated and he always sends me into a release of bliss.
‘Are you still scared, Cherry? Are you still mad?’ Danny coos, antagonizing me as he starts to play with my clit. A moan escapes me and he loosens his grip on my throat, he’s no longer choking me but instead keeping me in place. His mouth by ear, biting down and I’m falling apart.
His fingers are magical. The way he plays with my clit sends my body trembling, unable to stay still. He starts circling it, crescendoing it into pure pleasure and I’m about to come. My breathing is heavy as I’m about to climax under his fingers, my nails dig into the skin of his hand that’s around my neck, and the pleasure begins to build within me, threatening to burst.
Suddenly as my mouth gapes open getting ready to come all over his fingers, he stops.
‘I said, are you still mad, Cherry?’
I look at him, my eyes beginning to fill with tears from the devastation that he stopped giving me what I want.
‘Because I’ll stop. But if you want me to devour every single part of you, just say the words, my sweet Ari.’
I bite my lips, panting, angrily.
‘Please.’
‘Please what?’ He hisses into my ear.
‘Keep devouring.’
‘Devour what?’ He teases and I’m getting impatient. Longing for his cock, uncaring of where it might go. I just want him so badly, the one time I’ve ever begged for a man to destroy me and I’m internally shaming myself.
‘Everything that makes me, me.’ I bite out.
He smirks, satisfied. He changes my position. He puts me against the wall of the shower head so that the water is hitting his back and not me. I’m facing the wall, palming it as he spreads my legs apart and he licks me from behind, his tongue inside of me, thrusting so delicious. He’s on his knees and it feels like he’s absolutely worshipping my body. He makes me feel like a Goddess with the way he devours me. I bite my lip and curl my toes with each lick. My eyes bulge open and a breath escapes me when I feel his finger slide into my ass. I look behind to see Danny enjoying every single second as he pleasures my ass with his finger. I’m taking immense pleasure in each stroke his large finger gives me and a moan escapes me. It feels so right.
‘Oh, Danny, I’m disappointed.’
‘Disappointed?’
‘I’m disappointed. I want your cock, not your finger.’
He laughs so sinfully, it intimidates me.
‘Your sass will only get you punished.’
He turns off the shower and throws my naked body over his shoulder as he stalks over to his bed. Our bodies are wet, and steam is swallowing us. He drops my body on his bed and my breasts bounce when I collide with the blankets and I’m watching Danny palm himself.
‘Touch yourself baby.’
I don’t hesitate. My fingers play with my clit and I’m throwing my head back in pleasure. Danny climbs on the bed, hovering over me. He brushes his tip with my cunt, using it as lube, stroking his large cock and I look down, eyes widening.
How the hell is that supposed to go in my ass?
The bed sinks underneath his weight as he kneels, he grabs my legs, pulling my entire body towards him in a primal way. He’s on his knees, lifting my waist towards him, and I’m laying on my back on top of the bed sheets. I had assumed he would be bending me over, confusion looms in my thoughts.
‘Don’t you want me bent over?’ I ask.
“How can I watch you scream if you’re bent over?” His voice was deep and husky.
Danny grabs me with determination, my legs are in the air, my ankles arranged on each side of his face. My feet are relaxed on his shoulders and I grab onto my breasts, bracing myself. I would let this man do anything to me, he made everything seem right. His seasoned experience was intimidating to me but I would continue to trust him. To lose my virginity to someone that knows how to pleasure a woman is both frightening and exhilarating.
He grips my hips, keeping me in the place he wants, and slowly drives into my ass. Instant agony rips through me and I’m clutching my breasts, hard.
I clench down around him and it only makes him grit his teeth with pleasure.
‘It hurts, Danny, it hurts.’ I squeak, softly. Breathing hard, my entire body trembling at only half his length.
“Good.” He says pushing more of himself into me and I tense harder.
“Danny… oh, God!” I shriek, closing my eyes.
“God?” He says it like I insulted him. “Don’t bother calling out for Him, He can’t hear you. There is no God when I’m around baby.’ Danny says as he drives himself repeatedly into my ass and the pain eases with each thrust. His cock pounds inside of me and my feet bounce in the air, on each side of his shoulders.
Pain and pleasure were something new to me and I never fathomed that both would go together so perfectly. My eyes roll back into my head with each thrust, our moans, and skin slapping filled our ears, and I loved every single moment. Every ab muscle contracts harder and I can see the veins pop out around his torso.
‘This is your punishment, Ari. Every time you sass me, it’ll lead you here.’
I need to sass him more often then. I bite my lip and circle my clit.
I was completely new to sex, and I feel like I just jumped into the deep end, drowning in Danny’s lust. My lack of experience led me to drown each time Danny fucked me, yet right when I thought I could die, he was making me come, begging for more.
Danny reaches for my clit as he keeps his other hand holding onto my waist, his fingers sending electricity in my entire body, making my back arch and I’m so close.
Danny continues to ram his cock into my ass, filling me with his entire length, as he fingers me. The feeling was so toxic and I’m ashamed of how much I’m loving it. He makes me come with his fingers and I cry out as I climax into a cloud of tears and paradise.
Danny’s watching me as I furrow my brows, mouth gaping open, breasts bouncing, with each pounding stroke, and incoherent sounds coming from my lips.
‘I love hearing you scream.” Danny’s eyes are dark, so sinister, his husky voice groans out and he picks up his speed, a tear falls down my cheeks, as he finishes inside of my ass. His dark sandy blonde hair’s messy and it sends me in shambles of attraction. The pain hurts so good and I don’t know who I am anymore.
I no longer feel like a mouse caught trapped in his kinks.
As we lay in silence, I’m stuck wondering on how both Danny and Shane keep appearing in my life. Is it fate? Coincidence? The feeling I got from each of them, very different.
Another night of no sleep. Danny has to leave in a few hours. The morning was approaching and I dreaded it. I wanted to enjoy every single second with him before he has to leave. These past three days were a whirlwind of craze and I couldn’t keep up with it.
We cleaned ourselves up again before we headed to sleep.
I’m laying on my side with my head resting on Danny’s arm. He had pulled my waist close to his so his groin rested on my ass, our feet intertwined with each other.
‘How are you feeling?’ He hums into my ear.
I scoff.
‘Broken.’ My body was bruised, bleeding, and yet still craving more.
He lets out a short laugh.
‘Don’t worry. I’m leaving.”
He’s leaving.
My heart sinks into my stomach, my smile fades, and I’m instantly upset at his reminder.
“I might not be here when you come back. It’s a short contract I signed and I should be in North Carolina in about a month or so.”
He stays quiet, listening to me talk. Silence swallows us whole. Anything is better than silence. I don’t like it when Danny stays silent instead of opening up to me. I never knew where his head’s at. What he would be saying or doing next, he’s unpredictable.
‘Danny…’
‘Hmm?’
‘What are we? Like what is this?’ I’m staring out his window. His blinds are open and I’m watching the stars twinkle in the sky awaiting his response. I typically wouldn’t confront someone about something I needed to address. I usually held it inside. But this is a new era.
Danny’s body stiffens and I feel like I’ve ruined such a peaceful moment. These moments after sex were always so cozy but I knew if I didn’t ask him I would be stuck wondering about our relationship. When Danny leaves, our communication will disappear along with him.
Danny made it clear to me a few months ago, he didn’t commit to any woman. Why would I be any different? I gave myself to him knowing the consequences of getting attached.
“I think it’s pretty obvious, Cherry. You’re mine.“
My heart skips a beat.
“One thing you need to understand about me, Ari, is that I’m not a man of words but a man of actions. I won’t tell you how I feel, I will show you.”
Blood rushes to my cheeks.
“You’re not supposed to be here and I’m not supposed to be around you like this, never mind have you…” He pauses.
Confusion sets in but I don’t pry further. This is the most Danny’s opened up to me.
Danny catches me by surprise, grabs my jaw, and climbs on top of me again. He tightens his grip on my jaw, and I’m looking into his beautiful blue eyes, wincing.
“I’m already going to hell, I’ll do my best not to take you with me.” Then he’s crashing his soft lips to mine, moving my lips with his, engraving every second into my brain. He enters me, slowly, and I scratch his back as I take him in deeper.
Danny’s life was still a mystery to me, there was so much he wasn’t telling me. His life at home. His need for alcohol. I can’t help but feel there’s more to his estranged relationship with his father… and my brother. There’s a reason why he’s the way he is. A reason for his drinking, his lust so dark. Still, I’m determined and I will unravel the secrecy surrounding my brother’s death.
