Breaking Kate: The Acceptance Series (24 page)

I gasp. He just spread me open and poured more cold liquid down my clit. I was already wet just from him, but now I’m soaking. Daniel’s mouth is on me—kissing me, licking me, making circles around my clit with his tongue, working his way down my slick folds, sucking and kissing every inch of me. I’m already close, so very close. His tongue circles around my entrance, lapping up all the liquid. He’s making some pretty erotic noises down there which is pulling me even closer to my impending orgasm.

“Fuck, Kate. You are the best thing I’ve ever tasted in my life. So sweet—best god damn gumdrop ever. You’re so close, baby, should I let you come now?”

“Yes,
please.
I need to so bad. I’m so close.”

Immediately, his tongue is inside of me, thrusting in and out, over and over. He pulls out and replaces it with the two fingers I just sucked, moving them in and out so very slowly. His mouth is on my clit, sucking and bringing me to the edge. He flicks me with his masterful tongue and I come loudly, screaming his name over and over. Daniel licks up every last drop then kisses his way back up to me. He gives me a soft gentle kiss on the lips.

“You taste like me.” He gives me an evil grin.

“Good. Now do you understand why I love doing that to you?” I laugh and shake my head.

“Um, no, I think you taste much better, but I’m glad you think I’m tasty.” 

“Oh you are most definitely tasty. Your alcohol has definitely kicked in; are you ready for dinner?”

“Yes. I’m starving, but I should probably shower first.”

“Don’t bother; I cleaned you up pretty good. We can take a bath together after dinner if you want to.” She grabs my shirt off the chair and throws it on.

“That sounds really good, actually. Hope you don’t mind if I borrow your shirt.” He grabs me around the waist and pulls me close, kissing my forehead and smelling my hair.

“That’s why I put it there. I was counting on you putting it on. There is nothing sexier than you wearing my shirt, except maybe you not wearing a shirt at all. Come on, let me feed you.”

Daniel pulls out my chair for me and makes our plates. I get a peaceful feeling flooding through me at the sight of him. This could really be my life—the two of us in sync with each other, so much in love, maybe one day with kids. I need to talk to him about losing Lila tonight. I’m sure he’s wondered, and he’s given me so much space and privacy I owe it to him to tell him the story. I want him to know everything about me because I don’t want anything coming between us.

“Madame, dinner is served.” Daniel puts our plates down and bows. I giggle—he’s too cute.

“Thank you, sir. It looks and smells divine.” I love spaghetti, and he even made meatballs. I take a bite and it’s delicious. “Daniel, this is to die for. I think it might be the best I have ever had. Where did you learn to cook like this?” He gives me an adorable little boy type grin.

“My grandma.
When I was young, up until my teenage years, she would come over and teach me to cook old family recipes or just whatever recipes. Grandma said the key to a good marriage is knowing how to woo a girl with good cooking. She said even if I didn’t use the skill often, I would be able to take care of her if she were sick or after having all of our many babies—her words, not mine. She said that even if I never got married, a good man should know how to cook for himself and not live off pizza and McDonald’s.”

“She sounds like a pretty smart woman. I wish I could have met her.” 

“I miss her a lot. She was a special lady. I can teach you how to cook some things if you want, then you can sort of get to know her.”

“Really?
That would be fantastic! I can cook, but I would
love
to learn some authentic recipes. It could be really fun, too. I like having you in my kitchen.” 

“I like being in your kitchen, and teaching you would be my absolute pleasure. Now, let me pour you some wine. I hope you like red; it goes the best with spaghetti.”

“I love red, just not too much; I don’t want to mix up my alcohol. If I do you’ll be watching me puke all night.” 

“We definitely don’t want that, I have too much planned to let you get sick on me. So, did you find the perfect dress?” I shoot him a beaming smile.

“I did. I also found lingerie, and I already have jewelry; it’s all going to come together perfectly. Jess and April found dresses and shoes today, too. It was fun hanging out with them. I like April a lot and I think Jake is going to pass out when he sees her sexy ass in that dress. My
god,
even
I
wanted to bring her home.” Daniel laughs so hard he spits out his wine. “I didn’t know you went for that sort of thing. Do you bring girls home often?”

“Oh come on, you know what I mean. I can appreciate when a girl looks hot, but to be honest, I kissed Jess during a game of spin the bottle in high school. We were both drunk and we don’t EVER talk about it. Now how about we change the subject?”

“Yeah, that might be a good idea. I’m not sure if I’m turned on or a little jealous I missed that or both.” He winks at me. “So, you said the girls got shoes; no luck for you in that department?”

This is a question I was hoping to avoid.

“Well, I
did
find a pair that I really liked but April thought you might not like them. I remembered I have a pair here I’ve never worn that actually work better than the ones I had in my hand, so it worked out for the best.”

I’m not sure what the look is that flashes across Daniel’s face; it’s gone so quickly.
Maybe a cross between frustration, anger, and acceptance?

“Kate, were they red-soled shoes?” I take a leisurely sip of my wine

“Yes, they were a very nice pair of Louboutin’s, but it’s okay, I understand.” Daniel exhales loudly and rubs his temple. He scoots over to me, grabs my hand and kisses it.

“It’s not okay, Kate. I know what the shoes are called, I just don’t like saying the name; I heard it all too often with Vanessa. I must have bought her at least ten pairs in the six months we were together. At first I didn’t mind, but eventually her using me all the time got old. I’m glad you’re not that girl; I know you’re nothing like her. I love you. Tomorrow, I’ll buy you whatever shoes you want.” 

He kisses me on the forehead. I don’t know how much more I can fall in love with this man, but I swear I love him more now than I did just five minutes ago.

“Daniel, you are the sweetest man on the planet, but I really
do
have way better shoes upstairs that go with the dress. They’re new; I bought them for a night out with Jess’s mom. I had to wear them around the house for a week to break them in. Then Chloe cancelled on us. Jess and I ended up staying in, and I never got to wear my gorgeous Jimmy Choo’s. But I
love
shoes, and I have lots of pairs of Louboutin’s. I was planning on giving them away because if I had to choose between you and my red-soled shoes I would choose you hands down.”

Before I can say another word, Daniel pulls me out of my chair and onto his lap so that I’m straddling him. He’s holding my head in his hands and his fingers are behind my head, woven through my hair. His grasp is a little forceful but his eyes are burning with desire.

“Do you have any idea what that means to me? I don’t want you to ever give up anything for me; I want you to be happy. I know we’re only talking about shoes, but Vanessa would have picked the shoes over me. Her shoe obsession made us fight. She twisted it into me not caring for her because I had the money to buy them. Just know that money is never an issue; I’m going to buy you things because I’m your boyfriend. I know you would never take advantage of me.  I’m old fashioned; I don’t let women pay for things. When you’re with me I want to take care of you. Is that okay with you?”

It’s really not, but I know I’m going to have to be okay with it because this is who he is; he takes care of those he loves. My heart swells with even more love for him. I can’t quite get the words out so I nod. I see relief flood across his face before he kisses me. I wouldn’t be surprised if he can feel my arousal since I’m straddling him with no panties on.

“You know you’re really good at that, don’t you?”

“What, kissing?” I nod my head. “Well, I think it has to do with my partner;
she
happens to be an amazing kisser. But you know what I’m really amazing at?”

“You mean besides turning me on?”

“Yup, although I love turning you on more than anything, we have more pressing matters at hand. I make amazing chocolate cupcakes, and right now they’re in desperate need of frosting, so I’ll need your assistance.” I bat my eyelashes at him.

“Well, in that case, lead the way my, knight in shining armor.” Since I’m still straddling him he just stands up and carries me to the counter.

“So, what makes these cupcakes so amazing, anyway?”

“Well, they’re actually only amazing to those of us who are not allergic to nuts. Are you allergic, Kate?”

“To nuts, no, but you should probably know that besides latex, I’m allergic to penicillin. I don’t just get a rash, either; within seconds I can’t breathe.”

“That’s really scary. How did you find out?” Daniel stirs the frosting, waiting for me to answer.

“When I was about four, I had a really bad infection and had to go to the hospital. The ER doctor gave me penicillin, and it was a good thing I was in the hospital so they were able to immediately spot the allergy and correct it. They said if it had happened at home, with a prescription, I probably wouldn’t have lived until the paramedics could get me to the hospital.”

“I am really glad they saved you and I’m happy you told me so I know just in case anything ever happens. Now, taste this and tell me what you think.”

Daniel dips his finger in the bowl and has me suck it off.
Hell yeah, I like this game!
I make sure I suck him in deep and moan loudly while I do, partially to turn him on, but mostly because this frosting is really, really good.

“
Wow, that is really good frosting. Is it hazelnut?” Before he can answer, I dip my finger in the frosting and have him suck it off; the sensation makes the muscles in my stomach tighten.

“It
is
hazelnut. I don’t know if it’s good on its own or because it’s on your finger. I think I need another taste.” Daniel scoops frosting with his finger and puts it all over my lips. He still has some left, so he puts it under my ear, along my neckline; he is
so
not playing fair. Daniel runs his tongue across my top lip, making his way down to my bottom lip, which he bites gently, so I return the favor.

I take the lead, parting his lips and claiming his mouth. He tastes like heaven, a chocolate hazelnut heaven; I just want to eat him. Unfortunately, he has other ideas.

“Why do you always taste so good? I think I need to see what you taste like over here now.”

Daniel makes his way to my neck where he drew on me with the chocolate. I wrap my legs around him and pull him closer. The moan that escapes him is one of the best sounds I’ve ever heard. To know that I can make him lose control makes me feel so powerful. I want a turn to play, so I take a finger full of frosting and put it in the same area on his neck.

Pulling him closer to me, I whisper in his ear, “My turn to make you come.” I unzip his pants while kissing his neck, sucking off the chocolate. I pat the counter next to me so he knows I want him up here, and once he’s up, I hop down.

“Kate, what do you think you’re doing?”

“I’m not doing anything at all,” I tell him innocently, all the while dipping my fingers in frosting. I wrap my chocolate covered fingers around his cock, move them up and down, and then I take him in my mouth. He tastes damn delectable.
Fuck the cupcakes, this is my dessert.
Daniel laces his fingers in my hair and then immediately apologizes since they’re covered in frosting. I don’t care; we can just shower and wash it off. Actually, maybe we can just finish all of this in the shower. It’s almost as if he’s reading my mind. 

“Kate, I love what you’re doing to me but maybe we should shower and finish this upstairs. I really want tonight to be about you.”

“Tonight should be about
us,
but I’m all for a shower and moving this party upstairs.”

I quickly start to put away the food while Daniel blows out the candles and clears the table. After shutting off the lights, we head upstairs. When we get to my door, he stops me in my tracks.

“Kate, I want to shower with you, but I need to finish setting up your surprise. Can you shower in Jess’s room and I’ll shower in your room? By the time you’re done drying your hair I’ll be ready, I promise.” This actually works to my advantage because my lingerie is in Jess’s room anyway. Hopefully, she still has my black Louboutin’s in her closet; they’ll go perfectly with my corset and make me a little closer to Daniel in height.

“Sure, that’s fine. Jess won’t care if I use her bathroom. I’ll see you in about a half hour? It might take a while to get this chocolate out of my hair.” He gives me a quick kiss.

“Sounds perfect, see you soon.”

I’m so nervous. I don’t know why—it’s not like he hasn’t seen me in lingerie before, although this is
way
sexier than that baby doll I was wearing last week. I look at myself one more time in the mirror; the shoes definitely help accentuate the lingerie. I glance at the clock and realize it’s been forty minutes. I grab the bag with his watch and knock on my door. Daniel opens the door in just a pair of black boxer briefs, holding a single red rose. He’s breathtaking which is weird to say about a guy, but that is the only word that comes to mind.