31 Days of Summer (31 Days #2) (36 page)

‘Tell me … about it,’ I whimpered as spasms
wracked my body, but he showed no signs of letting up. He rode me hard, like a
Grand National winner, fast to peak over the hedges, then the bliss of the drop
back onto solid ground. He had the finishing line in his sights and despite my
screams and repeated orgasms that threatened to send me into sex induced sleep,
possibly even a coma, he wasn’t slowing for anyone. I sobbed as I hit another
orgasm, not sure my mind or body could take anymore. The heat in my pussy was
overwhelming, the noise of him grunting and panting and the armchair scraping
along the floor filled my ears. I was vaguely aware that we’d moved across the
room his thrusts were that vigorous, but never selfish. Each one was angled to
ensure maximum enjoyment for me as well, though I was beyond enjoyment as I
knew it at this point. I was a satellite orbiting earth, my limbs felt as if
they’d detached from my body which was floating through space, no gravity in
play at all. I was literally spaced out, fucked into oblivion. ‘Yellow,’ I
moaned, I was utterly exhausted from wave after wave of bliss crashing on my
worn out body.

‘O baby,’ he sighed, as he rode me to the last
hurdle, saw me over it and ended with a photo finish for who came first, as my
screams and his roar threatened to take the roof off. He released my hair and
my head flopped down as he collapsed on top of me, panting hard in my ear as I
tried to focus my covered eyes. Before I knew what was happening, he’d
slithered out of me and was working on my bruised pussy with his lips and
tongue, eating me like a starved man, bringing me to another explosive climax. It
was no good, I was gone, I felt like I’d been hit with a shot of morphine I
felt so zoned out on happiness and utter exhaustion. I suddenly felt my hands
being untied, then the blindfold, before he spun my limp body around and hauled
me up into his arms. As my vision adjusted I watched as he carried me to the
sofa, by the fireplace full of candles and lay down, arranging me on his broad
chest. I nuzzled into his neck and sighed as he gently stroked my hair, before
wrapping me in his arms. ‘Sleep Ellie, sleep for a while, because I’m ready to
go again and I need you conscious.’

‘Ani … mal,’ I uttered as my eyelids started to
close. I heard a chuckle as I went under, into a deep and blissful well-earned
sleep.

I collapsed against his chest ready to sleep again,
after kneeling between his thighs and sucking him, swallowing him down, before
he kept to his word and lay me back on the sofa and made tender love to me as
he held my gaze and my hands.

‘Here, sit up, the sun’s about to go down and it’s
the most amazing sight from here,’ he whispered in my ear. He helped me upright
and I curled up in his lap, my head on his shoulder, as his strong arms
enveloped me and we watched the orange, pink and red hues fill the sky before
slowly fading away along with our cantering heart beats.

‘That was beautiful,’ I sighed. ‘The sunset, the
meal, the whole night.’

‘We’ll have to head back soon to relieve Mrs.
McAdams.’

‘O God, I do hope he’s ok, that they’re both ok.’
I felt a sudden pang of guilt that I’d had fun without him, that for the last
couple of hours while Dan was inside me I hadn’t thought about him.

‘You’ve done nothing wrong having a few hours
away,’ Dan stated as he kissed my temple. ‘You need some you time, some us
time.’

‘I know, but now I’m missing him.’

‘Me too. So how about we get going and we can go and
watch him sleeping for a while?’

‘If he’s sleeping,’ I replied. ‘He might be
screaming the house down.’

‘Rubbish,’ laughed Dan. ‘My boy loves his sleep as
much as I love fucking. Trust me, he’ll have been out like a light.’

‘You think?’ I asked, as I raised my concerned
face to look at him.

‘I know so,’ he smiled and pulled his iPhone from
his pocket and played me a voice message. “
Hello Daniel, just to let you
know that Master Oliver has gone to bed and is sleeping soundly. He was a bit
fussy, I think he misses his parents, but he was as good as gold when I read
for him and soon went out like a light. I hope you’re having a good night and
please don’t rush back on my account, anything to keep me away from my husband
and his night of war films
.” See, he’s fine. I got the message while you
were spark out on me.’

‘You could have woken me up to tell me.’

‘You were like the proverbial sleeping baby
yourself and you needed it. Come on then, let’s get you home before you have
real withdrawals.’

‘Home,’ I smiled.

‘Home,’ he nodded. ‘For real this time.’

‘For real,’ I agreed. I reached up and traced his
lips with my fingers and felt my heart swell as I looked at the man I loved,
the father of my child and
my
home. ‘I love you, Oliver Daniel
Davenport,’ I whispered as my eyes filled with tears. ‘So much and I’ve had the
most amazing evening.’

‘I love you too, Ellie Baxter and we’ll have
plenty more, though if we have them here I need to have sliders put under the
feet of the furniture. We’ve fucked up the floor,’ he advised with a flick of
his head to where the moving armchair had scraped off all the white paint, as
it made its way across the room. I started laughing and he joined me, before
clasping my face and kissed me with his heart, body and soul.

Saturday 26
^th
July – Year Two

Ellie

I left Dan and Oliver
playing upstairs as I headed down to the front door. My two weeks trial of
living with him had gone fast. It had been amazing, we’d spent quality time
with Oliver and were thrilled to both witness his first roll onto his tummy,
though he threw a mini tantrum when he couldn’t roll back again. Mrs. McAdams
had looked after him for us a number of times so we could go running and hiking
and at the insistence of Theo and Florie, I’d visited with Dan a few times so
they could meet Oliver themselves. I think having lost not only their daughter,
but unborn grandchild, they were thrilled to be able to see him and play with
him. I thought I’d find it odd, but what was odd was that I didn’t. They were a
huge part of Dan’s life and while he was going to come here for a few hours a
day, five days a week, that meant a huge part of our lives too.

We’d flown back to London on Friday afternoon and
had spent the evening and all day yesterday packing up most of my belongings,
leaving some clothes and toiletries behind for when we came to stay, along with
a lot of Oliver’s stuff too, except most of his collection of teddy bears which
were coming back with us. Dan had already equipped the kitchen on the island
with all my preferred gadgets, had a TV installed in the lounge and made a
temporary office for me in the lounge area of the master suite. I’d placed an
order for all my preferred cosmetics and perfumes and some new outdoorsy clothes,
including some proper winter gear along with official snow boots. We were
pretty ready to go and start our new lives. I’d invited Brooke, Molly, Captain
and Edward over for a late lunch / early evening meal, as they hadn’t
officially met Dan, and I wanted all my family around me for my last night and
to have the chance to play with Oliver before his bedtime.

‘Hi,’ I beamed as I opened the door to see Brooke
and Molly arm in arm. Brooke screamed and let go of Molly and launched herself
at me, knocking both of us to the floor. We laughed as Molly stepped in and
closed the door, shaking her head.

‘Anyone would think she’s missed you,’ she
laughed.

‘I did miss her, terribly and my little tyke,
where is he?’ Brooke asked as we picked ourselves up.

‘Dan has him upstairs,’ I advised, as I brushed
myself down.

‘Fuck me sideways,’ uttered Brooke as she stared
behind me.

‘Right there with you babes, I may turn my back on
this whole lesbian deal,’ nodded Molly with the same look on her face. I turned
around to see Dan standing at the bottom of the stairs, with Oliver in his
arms.

‘Hands off les and bi-girl, he’s my man,’ I stated
proudly as he strode over, looking simply divine in his indigo jeans and a pale
blue pinstripe shirt rolled up at the sleeves.

‘I was concerned when I heard the scream,’ he
smiled, as he handed Oliver to me and gave me a kiss. I heard Brooke groan as
she heard his deep voice and gave her the
O yeah, see why I’ve got it bad?
look. Dan turned and held out his hand to Molly first.

‘Oliver Davenport, otherwise known as Dan. Pleased
to meet you, Molly.’

‘You too, how did you know I was Molly?’

‘You didn’t have the potty mouth,’ he smiled and
we burst out laughing, as Brooke looked offended.

‘Well you do,’ I protested.

‘Miss Hanson I presume.’ Dan turned to face
Brooke, who at five foot four, looked dwarfed by his six foot five frame.

‘Guilty as charged,’ she nodded with a gulp, as
she looked up at him. He held her shoulders and kissed her on the cheek making
her go as red as her tight naturally curled hair.

‘I believe I owe you big time for this happy state
of affairs.’

‘You sure do,’ she nodded. ‘I’m still really sorry
about the verbal abuse I gave your secretary.’

‘I think he’d rather another six calls like that,
than to be called a secretary,’ Dan laughed.

‘What’s wrong with secretary? It’s a very
responsible position and he was the best I’ve ever duelled with on the phone,
for holding me off.’

‘I’m sure he’ll be thrilled to hear that, but
would prefer the term personal assistant to secretary, which tends to bring up
connotations of a female.’

‘Hmmm, sexy secretary I could go with that
visual,’ she nodded and earned herself a thump on the arm from Molly. ‘What?
That’s one fantasy I’d like to play out at home, babe.’

‘Me too,’ I nodded. ‘Not your home, I’m not saying
I want to be all sexy secretary for your lesbian strap on shenanigans, not that
you use strap ons. Actually I have no idea if you use strap ons. Do you?’

‘Ellie,’ laughed Dan. ‘Inappropriate.’

‘Please,’ replied Brooke with a roll of her eyes.
‘I know all about your tongue twisting oral technique, wonder cock and Superdan
power fucks, sharing that we use strap ons is hardly oversharing. In fact, I
think the knowledge is more weighted on my side and I should give you some more
of our ins and outs, so to speak.’

‘I give up,’ he groaned, as he covered he eyes and
shook his head. I rubbed his arm as the rest of us laughed.

‘You wanted to meet them. Why don’t you open a
bottle of champagne, while I let Oliver’s aunties fight over him.’

‘Excellent idea,’ he nodded, as he shoved a hand
through his hair and strode off to the wine fridge in the utility room.

‘Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk,’ mouthed Brooke as she looked
at me. ‘Even hotter in person.’

‘Isn’t he?’ I agreed, as I handed Oliver over to
Molly and he squealed with delight as she kissed every inch of visible skin.
‘I’m well aware how lucky I am.’

‘I hope so, because if you’re not, I may invite
him to our bed.’

‘Over my mother’s bloody grave you will,’ uttered
Molly with a scowl. ‘He may be hot enough to make me take notice, but I don’t
do real cock and if you don’t want me to leave you, neither will you.’

‘Spoilsport,’ Brooke moaned and held out her arms
for cuddles with my boy. I smiled as Dan reappeared with a champagne bucket
full of ice and two bottles, quickly uncorking one and pouring everyone a
glass. I’d deliberately expressed enough bottles to see Oliver through until
lunch time tomorrow, I wasn’t planning on getting pissed, but I wanted to let
my hair down with my friends. Plus John had told me that he had an announcement
to make that would be cause for celebration too. I made them all go upstairs so
I could check on the Coq au Vin I had on low in the slow cooker and get the
rice ready. I’d made a fresh smoked salmon pate to start, with homemade melba
toast and a huge fresh fruit pavlova for dessert, as well as canapés for
everyone to eat while I finished off. I wiped my hands on a tea towel and went
to answer the door again.

‘Ellie.’ John’s greeting was bright and breezy,
but less hazardous to my health than Brooke’s.

‘John, great to see you,’ I smiled as I gave him a
big hug. ‘Edward, still keeping him on the straight and narrow?’

‘Definitely not on the straight,’ he laughed.

‘Or the narrow,’ John winked.

‘What is it with everyone discussing their sex
lives as they walk through the door?’

‘No idea,’ he replied as his eyes went wide, ‘but
I’m more than happy to discuss yours,’ he nodded, as Dan came running down the
stairs. I laughed and shook my head again, feeling kind of proud that everyone
wanted him, but he was mine.

‘Dan, this is John my boss and his partner
Edward.’

‘Pleased to meet you, I’ve heard a lot about you.’

‘Captain Cranky a lot, or new and improved John a
lot?’

‘New and improved John, though anyone subject to
her mood swings would be forgiven for turning cranky now and again.’

‘Oi,’ I protested with a slap to his arm, as he
winked at me, then dipped his head and planted a kiss on my lips. ‘Come on up,
Dan’s opened a couple of bottles of champagne and if we don’t grab a glass now,
Brooke’s liable to inhale them both in seconds.’

We sat around the table laughing, it was so great
to see my friends and Dan getting on so well, he was really changing from the
monosyllabic guy I met nearly two years ago, to the funny and relaxed guy he
said he used to be, the guy I was beginning to see more and more of. He
squeezed my hand under the table and leaned over and kissed me.

‘You ok?’ he whispered in my ear.

‘Fantastic,’ I replied as I gave him a kiss back.
‘All the people I love under one roof, how could I not be?’ There was a cough
and the sound of cutlery on glass and I looked up to see John standing up.

‘Can I have everyone’s attention please?’

‘No, you haven’t got Edward pregnant have you?’
teased Brooke and earned herself a clip around the ear from Molly.

‘No, but I do have some thrilling news. We have a
potential best-selling author in the house,’ he smiled as he looked at me.

‘What?’ I exclaimed. I’d handed over my completed
manuscript months ago and he’d not said a word. I’d figured it was no good and
he didn’t know how to tell me.

‘I’m sorry it’s taken so long, but given the
genre, and the fact that we’re not a publishing giant, I didn’t feel we were in
the best position to represent you. So I’ve been in negotiations with a major
international publishing house and have landed you a deal that I think you’ll
be very pleased with. I have the initial offer in my bag and they’d like you to
fly to New York to negotiate the finer points.’

‘Are you serious?’ I gasped, as everyone started
clapping.

‘Very and it’s a great deal. Read it over tomorrow
and naturally if you want me to come with you for the meeting I’ll be happy
to.’

‘I don’t … I don’t know what to say.’

‘Don’t make out like I’m all selfless, I get a fee
for referring you and the firm get a cut of the profits.’

‘He’d sell his own child if he had one,’ Edward
jested.

‘As long as we don’t lose out by you taking it
elsewhere I have no problem with that at all,’ I laughed.

‘Well I guess that calls for a toast to my clever,
hot and sexy girlfriend,’ Dan grinned as everyone rose their glasses then
started firing questions at me. I was saved by the door being knocked again.

‘Who’s that?’ Brooke asked as she looked at me.

‘Do I look like I have X-ray vision?’ I laughed as
I headed over to open it.

‘Brooke Hanson?’ asked a man in overalls, with a
clipboard.

‘No,’ I frowned, ‘but she’s here.’

‘I have a delivery for her.’

‘Ok,’ I replied puzzled. ‘Brooke,’ I called over
my shoulder, ‘it’s for you.’

‘What?’ she called.

‘I’ve no idea, there’s a man here with a delivery
you need to sign for. Did you order takeout in case I ran out of food?’

‘No,’ she gasped. ‘As if I’d do such a thing.’

‘You did last time,’ reminded John and was shot
down with a trademark glare as she flounced over.

‘So, what you got for me?’ she asked.

‘Here’s your keys, it’s outside. Do you need a
demonstration?’

‘Keys? Demonstration? What are you on about?
What’s going on?’ she demanded, as everyone got up and walked over to find out
the same.

‘You ordered a new car to be delivered at exactly
seven p.m.’

‘A what?!’ she uttered, as my mouth dropped and I
turned to look at Dan. He smirked and shrugged. She grabbed my hand and dragged
me outside and screamed. Sitting on the cobbles, was a brand new MX-5
convertible in black with chrome accents. ‘You did this?’ she gasped as she looked
at me.

‘Nothing to do with me, promise.’

‘Molly?’

‘Like I have that sort of money to spare on my
salary,’ she scoffed.

‘It was ordered by a Mr. … Davenport,’ the
delivery guy advised.

‘Seriously?’ Brooke spun around to look at Dan
amazed.

‘I said I owed you,’ he shrugged.

‘I thought you meant a holiday or something, not a
new car,’ she uttered.

‘Do you want me to return it then?’ he asked.

‘Are you fucking kidding?’ she choked as she threw
herself at him, hanging from his neck, dangling from his body. ‘No, no, no. I
love it, but you didn’t have to go to all that expense.’

‘Trust me, I was reserved. You reunited me with
Ellie and gave me a chance to be in my son’s life, a car hardly seems worthy.’

‘It’s worthy, it’s
very
worthy,’ she
squealed as she plastered his face with kisses, just like she did to Oliver.
Dan went red and carefully lifted her off him and set her down.

‘So, you want this car or what?’ asked the
delivery guy, as he stood holding out the keys.

‘I
want
,’ she nodded and snatched them off
him and scribbled on his paperwork. ‘No tour required, I’m very familiar in the
ways of Maisie.’

‘Find another name,’ I warned, ‘there’s only one
Maisie in this family.’

‘You’re not having Molly either,’ Molly said
firmly, as Brooke opened her mouth.