Velvet and Lace (18 page)

“Hey. You okay?” Trent had climbed in and started the truck but she had barely noticed.

“Yeah. I’ll be okay. It’s just a lot of information to absorb at once. I have never had someone hate me that much before. I think I’m still in shock. And there is so much to be done if we are going to open today. It just doesn’t seem possible.” She put her head in her hands and Trent reached over and rubbed his hand up and down her back.

“Baby, if you want to still do the Grand Opening today, I promise you that that store will be ready to go at 11 a.m.” He pulled his hand back and began the drive back to his apartment. Daphne bit her lip and tried to think.

Daphne was lost in thought, when Trent reached over and placed a hand on her knee, jerking her out of her own mind. “What do you want to do, baby?” Trent shut off the engine and waited for her to respond.

“I think I want to do the opening. We had a lot of interest in the store and I was hoping for a good turnout. I don’t want some crazy woman to ruin it for me.” Daphne got out of the truck and they walked up the stairs. She paused at the door and waited for Trent to unlock the door, before she followed him inside.

“I’ll make some quick calls. Go back to bed. I’ll be there in just a minute.” Trent pulled out his cell phone and stepped into the kitchen. Daphne wrapped her arms around her middle and went into the bedroom.              

She stripped out of her cloths and found one of Trent’s t-shirts. She slid the soft cotton material over her head and climbed back into bed. She curled up on her side and waited for Trent to join her.

Her eyes opened as he slid in behind her and she realized she must have dozed off.

“I’m sorry. I wasn’t trying not to wake you.”

“No, I’m glad you did. You know, you have been absolutely amazing to me. I couldn’t have done any of this without you.  That is a completely true statement. You built my shop. You’ve been through all of the incidents with me. You’ve been a rock for me and I can’t thank you enough.” Daphne leaned back so that she could find his lips with hers. He squeezed her tightly.

“I love you, Daphne Brooks, and helping you has been the best choice of my life. How are you feeling?” He used his finger tips to rub up and down her arm.

“I don’t know. Still a little shocked, I guess. But really I feel sorry for Tiffany. I honestly hope she gets some help. I can't believe that I was her trigger. I'm just glad she didn't seriously hurt anyone.”

Trent nodded in agreement. “And how are you feeling, here?” His fingers grazed the crack of her ass and he looked at her guiltily.

“I feel fine. I’m not very sore, just a slight twinge if I move the wrong way.” Daphne saw a shadow pass over his face and her stomach clenched. “Hey, you didn’t hurt me. I’m fine. It was worth it, and, now that we got the initial pain out of the way, you can make it up to me later. It will be all pleasure next time.”

His eye brows shot up. “Next time?”

“Of course there is going to be a next time. I wasn’t kidding, I loved it and I hope to do it again.” Trent placed a kiss on her shoulder and they both feel silent. It wasn’t long before they were both snoring.

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Trent couldn’t help but smile as Daphne chatted with customer after customer. They had gotten everything fixed in time for the Grand Opening, deciding to install another brand new window rather than spend the time trying to get the paint of the other one.

A little after 11 a.m. the cars had started lining up as almost every woman in Ambrosia showed up to see what all the fuss was about. Daphne had been surprised. He could tell, even though they had barely had a chance to speak to each other.

There was happiness written all over her face as she answered questions, discussed products, offered suggestions, and just chatted with everyone. She had decided to have some snacks and Patty had brought some cookies and cupcakes. Trent was pretty sure she was shopping for free.

He tried not to cringe when he saw her put a very large vibrator in her basket. Patty was like a mother to most people in the town. But hey, everyone needed a little happiness.

Daphne had also set up a few of the sex-games around the store. Some of them asked questions about favorite sex positions or things you would be willing to try. Then there was the game where you had to pin the penis on the hot guy. He didn’t quite understand it all, but he helped Leah keep everything in stock and helped Daphne run the register if she was off with customers.

By the time the shop was about to close, Trent was exhausted, and he knew Daphne was too. There was a slump in her shoulders that hadn’t been there two hours ago. But she was still smiling and chatting with the last few customers about bondage of all things. He never would have guessed that sleepy little Ambrosia would be full of so many ‘naughty’ people. He shook his head and went to sit at the stool of the register.

Behind the counter, he found Leah already beginning the closing process Daphne had showed her earlier. The young, petite woman had been an amazing help today. But she hadn’t said much.

“How are you doing, Leah?” His voice must have startled her because she almost jumped off the stool. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean to scare you.”

She placed a hand over her heart but she waved away his apology. “I’m doing okay, just trying to get the jump on things. I heard about the fiasco this morning, so I figured that you guys might want to get out of here as soon as possible.”

“That’s very kind of you.” Trent was about to ask her how the sales had been from the day when the chime on the door went off and Justin walked in, in street clothes. “Excuse me for a moment Leah.” He smiled down at her and noticed she had gone slightly pale as she gazed over at Justin. He quirked an eyebrow and walked over to meet the Sheriff.

“Hey, Trent. I know y’all are about to close and I thought it would be a decent time to tell you that we transferred Tiffany over to county hospital where they have admitted her to the psych ward to get some care.”

Trent noticed that even though Justin was talking to him, his eyes kept wandering over to Leah who had buried her face in the computer at the front counter. When Justin brought his gaze back to Trent, he knew he had been busted and just shrugged a shoulder.

Justin looked at him sheepishly. “Anyway, I just got off my shift and was heading home. Thought I’d let you know.”

Trent thanked him and shook his hand and followed him and the last few customers out. Locking up, he turned to Daphne and picked her up in his arms and twirled her around before he set her back down on her feet.

“You are amazing, brilliant, sexy, gorgeous, talented, and did I say amazing?” He placed a kiss on her lips and loved the way she melted into him.

Daphne squeaked as he twirled her around again before he set her down. “You did but it’s okay.” He followed her over to the counter, watching a look of longing cross Leah’s face before she began to discuss the day’s sales with Daphne and they counted the money for the night.

It didn’t take long before they cleaned up the store and locked up. Leah said a polite goodbye before she climbed into a small, older car and pulled slowly out of the parking lot.

Trent helped Daphne into the truck and then climbed in next to her. “I need to show you something. Is that okay? I know you’re tired but it won’t take long I promise. Then I will feed you and tuck you into bed myself.” She nodded as he started the truck and they pulled away from the store.

Chapter 12

Daphne looked up in confusion as they passed Grams’ house and pulled into the house she had gawked at that morning she had gone for a jog and followed Trent's truck up to the gorgeous structure.

“I don’t understand, Trent, what are we doing here?” She watched as he put the truck in park. Then she looked back up at the house. The outside had been finished and the windows had been installed. It was a gorgeous home.

“This is my house, Daphne.”

She gaped at him as he climbed out of the truck and then helped her out as well. “This is yours? Why haven’t you said anything before now?”

She followed him up the dirt driveway to the front door. He pulled out his keys and opened the door. He flipped on a light just inside the door and a very large living room was illuminated. The inside was unfinished. There was sheetrock on the walls but no painting had been done and it appeared that the floor was done other than choosing either carpet or hardwood.

“I wasn’t sure what to say. And now I know. This has been my dream home for a very long time now. It took me years to draw up the plans and decide exactly where I wanted everything to go. I was going to hire an interior decorator to do the inside but I never could decide on one. But it doesn’t matter now.” He went down on one knee and Daphne felt her throat clench and butterflies take flight in her stomach.

“Daphne Brooks, I want you to marry me. I want this to be our dream home, where you help me pick out all of the colors and carpets and furniture. Everything. I want you to be a part of this. I want you to be a permanent part of my life. I love you. I don’t ever want to stop loving you. This place has enough rooms to have children. Lots of children, if that’s what you want. I want to give everything to you. I want to give it all to you. So what to do you say, Ms. Brooks, will you marry me?” Trent gripped her hand and Daphne couldn’t speak. She felt tears begin to stream down her cheeks as her throat clogged, so she just nodded instead.

He whooped before he picked her up and twirled her around in them empty room. He set her down and smashed his lips against hers. When he came up for air, Daphne began to laugh.

“Oh Mr. Bradshaw, I do love you. This is so crazy. But I don’t want anyone else. You have always been the man for me.” She brought his lips down to hers once more and buried her fingers in his hair. She felt an overwhelming happiness build up inside her stomach as she let Trent take control of the kiss.  Then it switched from just a kiss to a fire as their desire for each other blossomed.

“Daphne let me take you home.” Trent tried to restrain her hands as she began to unbutton his fly, but he wasn't trying very hard.

“This is home. And I love you. I need you.” Daphne unbuttoned her own jeans and slid them down her legs, taking her panties with them.

She freed his cock from his jeans, before sinking down in front of him. She lowered her mouth onto him. He was hard and salty under her tongue as she bobbed her head up and down, then used her other hand to stroke his balls. He only let her complete a few strokes before he jerked her to her feet and picked her up in his arms. He walked to the wall and pressed her against the sheetrock.

He ran his fingers through her slit just once and she threw her head back. Then his fingers were replaced with his cock as he slammed into her. Daphne felt her climax hit the instant he was in her pussy to the hilt. She gripped his shoulders as he pounded into her repeatedly as her orgasm continued on and on.

When it finally stopped, he was gazing at her face as he slowed his strokes. He gave her a fierce kiss before he stroked her clit once, twice, and then began to pump again. “Come again. Come with me, baby.”

Daphne climaxed again as she felt his cum spurt inside of her pussy. She heard him scream her name and she buried her face against his chest.

They stayed like that for a long time, until Trent began to stroke her hair and she looked up at him.

“You have changed my life forever, Daphne. I can’t wait to spend the rest of my life with you.”

“I love you too, Trent.” Daphne hugged him to her and curled her hands in his hair. In that moment, she had never been more thankful that she had run away from him all those years ago because she never would have been able to run into his arms today. She never would have become the woman she had grown into and she never would have returned home to Ambrosia and the love of her life.

THE END

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