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The waterworks.

Darren held me and comforted me all afternoon. I know this is the last thing he expected us to be doing, but he didn't complain. If anything I was a little upset that he didn't go all brute on me and demand to have sex. He's showing a softer side more understanding side and for that I'm grateful. But I'm ready to come undone and forget about everything.

Darren finally left me to my thoughts almost two hours ago as he heads to his home office. Saying something urgent came up. I didn't mind but then again I did. I asked for this week and now look at us. I almost want to say I think he even regrets agreeing to this.

"Darren," I knock on the door before pushing it open. I expected to see him sitting behind the desk, but no. Darren was lying on the couch with an arm thrown over his face, sleeping peacefully. Papers and files cover the coffee table. I walk further into the office, looking around. This office and the one at work were almost identical. A blown-up sonogram picture hung on the wall by the bookcases stared at that same picture to know it was Vanessa.

I look back at Darren. He really wants a family.

"Are you going to say something or just stand there?" he removes his arm, letting his eyes adjust to the light. "Are you hungry?"

"I thought you were sleeping." I clear my throat. "Are you hungry?"

"No, I have a lot I need to finish. What would you like to eat? I can make something or we can order out." He sits up. "Why do you have that look on your face?"

"What look?" Did I have a look on my face? "What are you babbling about?"

"You almost look disappointed. I'm sorry this weekend isn't turning about the way you and I both expected it to. I just got a lot happening now. I will make it up to you tonight." He winks. "So would you like for me to cook or take out?"

Neither. I want to say but don't. "We can order take out. I'm in the mood for Chinese food anyway." sort of.

He stands up, stretching. My eyes drift to his lower torso. His shirt comes up giving me a good view of his v-line. My eyes trail further. Damn, I want him. Darren chuckles and my eyes meet his.

"Come here." he smiles and I walk to him with no hesitation. "If you want to have sex all you have to do is ask. I won't deny you that. I never will." he pulls me into his arms. He dips his head, kissing my neck. "Is that what you want?" he whispers and I nod my head,

Of course, that's what I want. The only reason for me suggesting staying with him for the weekend was for this very reason. No man could satisfy me the way Darren could. Not like I was going around the last two years sleeping with every Tom, Dick, and Harry. I didn't want to deal with the mushy emotional things. I just genuinely wanted to have sex this weekend. Is that wrong to say? I know some people frown at stuff like that. I however embrace it.

"Words." he nips at my neck.

"Yes," I say breathlessly.

He takes a step back. "Let's go to the bedroom." He pinches my ass. "I want you naked and on the bed." He gives me a deep kiss and ushers me out of the room. I did as I'm told and rushed into the bedroom, stripping away my clothes. Darren walks in with amusement all over his face. I sashay over to the bed, sitting down. It is like he transformed into a different person. He strips away his clothes as well and his cock was standing tall. Licking my lips I eye it like a hawk. He pushes me down on the bed, sliding his hand down to my throat.

Positioning himself between my legs. Darren lowers his mouth to my shoulder, first kissing, and then biting. My breath catches as he sinks his teeth into her tender flesh for the first time in two years.

He begins biting as hard as he pleases, causing whimpers to escape my lips. Then, slowly he works his way down kissing and biting my neck. Finally, he flicks his tongue over one of my exposed nipples and I begin to squirm underneath him.

"You like that?" He asks a devilish grin on his face.

"Please, oh God." I plead helplessly, voice barely above a whisper.

Darren turns his attention back to my erect nipple, continuing to tease it, licking, flicking, pinching, and biting. I know he feels me tensing under him. I was literally about to cum, just off of this alone. Noticing my whimpers and body shaking he retreats from my nipples and moves to the foot of the bed. Kissing up my leg and back down and repeated the process on the other. He pauses to hover over my aching core, then kisses it ever so tenderly. He seems pleased that I didn't come right away. I think. He begins to move again.

Darren stops just above my face and looks straight into my eyes.

"Kiss me," He says softly. It is more of a request than a demand. He lets the tension out of his arms and lays on top of me, feeling the warmth of my skin against his. "Rather tasty Alsie. I wonder if you're still tasty down there as you are up here." Sweet mother of pearl. When did he start dirty talking like this? I love it. He begins stroking me, moving lower. Tracing small circles over my belly, and then trails his fingers down to my hips, running from one side to the other.

He slides his fingers down to my folds.

Yes, daddy! The moment I've been waiting for.

Darren wiggles his finger, slipping it in between, finding my clit. He starts to move his finger in tiny circles. "Fuck, you're so wet for me."

A slight moan escapes my lips. He is focusing on my massaging my clit. We love a focused man. My breathing becomes heavier and my legs begin to spread ever so slightly. Taking this chance and sliding his finger down into my wet pussy. I gasp, arching my back as I feel his finger slide inside of me.

"I love the sound of your moans, baby." He fingers me, first slowly then gaining speed. Suddenly he slides another finger in, and a moan forms on my lips. I need more. Rocking against his hand without his guidance, he spreads my legs farther apart. Lowering his face to taste. He flicks his tongue over my clit and I press against him with a sigh. Now, this is life. Darren begins lapping at me, tasting my sweet juices. I shake in pleasure, unable to keep still.

"You taste so sweet," He licks his lips as he came up for air. All I could do is moan in response, his fingers are still thrusting inside of me. This man is a pro. I'm practically on the verge of an explosion. Darren positions himself over me. Yes, he is about to give me what I've been longing for.

"You seem rather flustered. Shall I stop?" He smirks, lining his cock with my entrance.

"No, oh God please no!" My voice is husky; my wanton behavior is at the max. "Fuck me."

"I can't hear you. Can you repeat that?" I can barely wait any longer, but he wants to play. Asshole.

"I want you to fuck me!" I shout.

With a thrust, he pushes himself inside me. He slides his cock into my tight wet pussy and I scream, clawing at his back. He grabs my legs, placing them on his shoulders then his hands hold on to my hips. He begins pounding me with each thrust. My pussy is straining to accommodate him as he pushes deeper and deeper. I moan with every thrust, barely able to breathe. Oh God, did his dick get bigger? I try to push him off slightly; I can't take it this way.

"Tired of this position already? Get on your hands and knees." He looks down at me as I turn around trying to catch my breath. "Stick that pretty ass in the air for me." I did as I'm told and the spankings begin. At one point he runs his hand over my ass, admiring it. My right cheek burns from the blows. He gently massages it with one hand and slides his other hand farther down, back to my dripping pussy. He teases it, stroking the lips before sliding his fingers back inside. My pussy is throbbing around his fingers and I can't wait another second.

"Darren if you don't fuck me now! No more teasing me, please."

He grabs my hips and pulls me to the edge of the bed, aligning me with his cock. Without hesitation, he slips inside of me. Pounding me, pushing his cock into me deeper and faster. I'm throbbing, squeezing against him, and unwillingly coaxing him to orgasm. Darren digs his fingernails into the flesh of my hips. Fuck. My fingers are clawing at the sheets in pleasure. Then finally he comes, thrashing in pleasure, exploding inside of me and I'm right behind him with an orgasm that could shake the whole damn world. He collapses on top of me, breathing heavy, covered in sweat. After a few minutes, he removes himself from me and rolls onto his back.

Now, this is what I needed and hopefully, he'll continue to do just this for the rest of the weekend.