Blame it to Jack
So not mine though, I wish I do
'You know, I hate you too Wilhelmina Slater.' His self-control melted after murmuring words to her ear. She rolls her eyes and grin victoriously as he closes the gap between them. He leans across the seat to her, catching her lips. Kissing her hungrily, she responded with much intensity. As they deepened their kiss, Daniel drove his tongue into her mouth and she sucked it even deeper, with strong, hungry pulls. Her hand wrapped around the back of his neck while the other was touching his bicep, fingers running into his toned muscles. Daniel quickly reaches across her and reclined her seat backward until she was lying on her back and he was hovering on top of her.
Wilhelmina groans at the hard-on pressed against the inner of her thighs. He impatiently unbuttons her blouse, unclasping her La Perla bra, he squeezes one boob and her breath quickens as he starts planting hungry kisses on her neck, to her collarbone and down to her breast. He shifts his weight to remove his jacket; she helps him undo the buttons of his shirt. He caught his breath as her fingers were tangling to free him from his pants and boxer. Then his hand was under her skirt, then inside her thighs, higher and inside her underwear. She shivers, holding her breath-anticipating-longing- the feel of his fingers caressing her silky little curls and seeking the tiny opening beneath. She sighs with pleasure at the feel of Daniel's hands exploring her body.
He lowers his head to plant wet rough kisses in between her breast. He was doing something with his teeth and it felt so good, she cried out loudly at the shafts of sensation
'Oh, Daniel…' she obliviously calls his name.
He lifts his head from her breast and stares into the green depths of her eyes.
'I thought, you said you hated me? He snarled.
'I do, but I never said I didn't want you…well, at least just tonight' she lustfully breathed to his ear.
Daniel was bewildered. He never imagined she would ever want him. Before he could think of his senseless retort, Wilhelmina cupped his face forcing his head to her and capturing his mouth.
Daniel groans as they deepened their kiss. He knows she wanted her, too. He needed this. Whatever it is, he badly needs it. How could you refuse a woman like her? She is Beautiful and definitely irresistible. He still loathed her but with a need so intense; it's enough to drive all his thoughts out of his mind.
He strips away the remaining fabric covering her. Both of them gasps at the feel of his flesh against her, it was unbearably sensual.
Wilhelmina wrapped her legs around his waist as he moves inside her. She thrusts against him, and he cried out, hands trembled as he sought the slippery hot opening between her legs.
She moans as he plunges into her. They tumble inside his car, in a messy jumble of arms and legs. They move slowly, allowing the rhythm to carry them faster and faster, higher and higher. Until both of them peaked at a burst of sensation.
Daniel collapsed on top of her. Both breathing heavily, each too exhausted to move.
He felt her wriggling underneath him. He shifts his weight to allow her space. He saw her hand flew to her mouth, while the other made a frantic fluttering motion.
'Oh God, are you going to throw up?' Daniel was wide eyed.
Wilhelmina groans as she opens her eyes, scowling at the twinge of pain in her head. She instantly grabs a pillow to her face, not wanting to get up. She heard a shrill cry and she jolted out of the bed. She glanced at the crib and her son was nowhere to be found. Panic-stricken she ran out to the hallway, and for a second, stops at a compelling familiarity of that moment. Deja vu? Is she dreaming or did he…
'Connor…?' she exclaims, excitedly rushing to her living room. Her jaw dropped as she met his eyes. He's wearing a stupid smile on his face and holding her son as he whimpers in his arms.
'What the hell are you doing here?' she exasperated before stretching an arm to scoop the child from him. She endearingly smiles at the baby and gently rocks him against her chest.
'You let me in last night.'
She chose to ignore him and headed to the kitchen. She placed the child in a baby seat and prepared his milk.
'Wilhelmina, we have to talk.'
She spun around and looked at him intently, she noticed he was wearing a different shirt from last night and she figured out it was Connor's. She eventually sense she was wearing a white robe and questions began to run on her mind.
'You were pretty hammered last…'
'Where's the nanny? She cuts him off. She ran a finger on the Victoria secret satin robe she was wearing before flashing a flustered look at him.
'You dismissed her last night, remember?' wrinkling his eyebrows at her. 'Uhm, if you are wondering last night, I…I helped you get dress.' He anxiously explained.
She paused for a while, pursing her lips as she tries to remember the events of last night. Trying to think of her spiteful remarks but could not find any, she picks up William and heads to the hallway into her bedroom.
'Wilhelmina…' he follows her and stops by the door.
'Daniel, for God's sake aren't you supposed to be in the office by now?'
'Well, for one I called Betty and had her come over.'
'What?' her eyes widened pestered with irritation.
'You threw up on my car seat last night, so I had her call a car wash service to get it cleaned. She is coming back to bring us breakfast, before going to the office. '
She laid her baby in his cot, gave his feed and spun around to face Daniel.
'Oh good couldn't contain yourself from blabbing about your escapades huh, Daniel?' folding her arms, she looked him in the eye. He raised a brow at her and shook his head.
'So Betty would be eaves podding around here, force you to take her admonition. And the best of all, you'll gonna do it in front of my very eyes. Wonderful!' she said sarcastically.
'Look, I didn't tell Betty any of my escapades, okay. Ugh, why are you being so difficult? I just want us to…'
'To talk? You really think you can have me spend a breakfast with you and discuss our little display of temporary insanity last night. Thanks, but no thanks Daniel.' She tries to close the door of her bedroom but he stops her. He gets in.
'Last night was… we made love.' He mumbled nervously.
'It's called Sex Daniel…' she said with a disgusted look on her face.
'Sex, love making, whatever… we did something Wilhelmina and…'
'You regret it now? What, you feel guilty or let me guess, are you as disgusted as I am?' she scoffed.
Daniel shakes his head unable to think of words to say. He felt strange. She was damn right, it was just sex. A need for release, he had done that many times before this, before Molly. No attachment, no emotions. This should be the part where he leaves the apartment after a night of indulging pleasure. But why is he still there? It would be damn easy hadn't it been Wilhelmina.
'Look, Daniel…' she smirks before walking closer to him. 'Let's not forget that you were the one who initiated that we drink last night.' She reminded him. 'You thought putting our creative minds together and getting puzzled with some brew was a good idea. You're screwed well, you have Jack Daniel's to blame.' She said laughing and steering away.
'I didn't regret it.' He grabs her by the wrist and spins her around. Hands on her waist, he draws her closer to him. He is looking straight into her eyes and she couldn't help but stare back at him.
'We… we were both loaded last night and made a stupid mistake, Daniel.' She fidgets and strangles to free herself from his grasp.
He held her tighter to him until her hands are resting on his chest. She clenches her fist and starts pounding. 'Get your hands off me Daniel Meade…'
'Couldn't say I can take the blame for it, you said you wanted me Wilhelmina Slater.' his voice was husky. He can't believe he actually said what he just said. Is he pursuing this, why?
'Aw, if my memory serves me right I think I pointed out how I hated you.' She snorted raising a brow at him. 'We hate each other let's not forget that shall we.'
'I didn't say we will stop the loathing Wilhelmina.' He said, staring at her deliberately.
'And what, you think we could use a good fuck to mend our heartbreaks, to deflect ourselves from reality…you're delusional Daniel.'
His arms still around her, he pulls her closer. He is getting frustrated now. She squirms and wriggles her hips to free herself. He groans, can't believe he was incredibly turned on by her body grinding against his.
'Let me go Daniel.'
'Oh yeah?' he leans over their noses were touching. 'Make me…'
He kisses her softly, so gentle she closes her eyes to savor the exquisite feeling. He felt the squirming stopped; her hands unclenched and automatically flew to his nape.
Daniel smiles in her mouth. 'Liar...'
She smiles back and kisses him hungrily. He deepens their kiss and pushes her towards the bed. Mouths not leaving each other, Daniel shifts to bring their bodies closer together.
They are so wrap up with each other until a faint knock kills it all.
'Daniel, its Betty are you still there?'
Three more knocks and Daniel sighs, gets up to answer the door. He eyed Wilhelmina as she bites her lower lip, to keep herself from laughing. For a moment, their gazes held, and both knew this would be a hell lot of talking-arguments- Jack Daniels- and what not.
- the End-
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