Chapter 10
Daryl cleared his throat and walked towards her. "If you don't want to sleep, what do you want to do?" , Daryl asked. Carol placed her hand against his chest, one of his hands coming up to lay atop hers, while the other cupped her cheek. She turned her face into his palm, savoring the touch; closing her eyes and letting his closeness wash over her. She kept her eyes closed as she finally answered him "I want you to kiss me, I want to feel something other than pain". She finally opened her eyes to find him staring at her. He had a look of pure want on his face. Does he want to kiss me? Daryl kept his hand over hers on his chest and used his hand that had been caressing her cheek to guide her mouth to his. As he pulled her face towards his, her eyes rapidly flickered between his eyes and his lips and the anticipation was killing him. Their lips finally collided and they both moaned at the contact. They spent the next minutes exploring each other's mouths, their hands never moving from their resting place. The kiss gradually became deeper, passionate, more wanton. Finally, Daryl was the first to pull away. "We've got to stop this" he said as he took a step back, taking in a deep breath. He was rapidly losing control of his body and his emotions. She was in no condition to be doing anything other than resting.
"What if I don't want to stop?" Carol said
"We have to stop this, it's not right. It's not fair to you or to me."
"Goddamn it, Daryl! I'm so sick and tired of people telling me what's right and wrong. People forcing me to do things that are not my own choosing. As long as I can remember this has been happening. I want a life that is mine. For once I want to be reckless and make my own decisions. Being with you is the only time I have felt safe, so tonight; my decision is you. I choose you, I want to be with you."
"What about tomorrow?"
"Can't we just figure it out when the sun comes up, Daryl?"
He took the step towards her that was separating them, "We can do whatever you want, sweetheart"
Carol and Daryl, these two people that had found each other on a dark and stormy night, were here together, again. They didn't know anything about one another; the secrets, lies, and betrayals of the present and of the past. All they knew is how they made each other feel, this moment, on this night, in this room. In this moment Carol was his. He wanted to keep her safe, mend her heart, love the pain right out of her. He knew the next day she would return to her husband, but tonight he just wanted her. Of course it was his nature to want what could never freely be his. She belonged to another, a wealthy, notorious, and ruthless "businessman" who had his hands in the most unsettling of businesses'. "Tell me what you want, Carol". She grabbed his hand, placed it over her heart and asked him "do you feel that?". Her heart was beating a million miles a minute. "That is what you do to me, you make my heart skip a beat. I've never felt that before. I want to keep feeling that, I want to feel alive. Make me feel alive, Daryl…please"
This time she initiated the kiss and when she pulled back her eyes had gone shades darker "make love to me"