The next morning, Daryl stepped out of the shower and heard his phone ringing. He grabbed a towel and walked in the bedroom. Picking up the phone, he swiped to answer it while wrapping the towel around his waist and tucking in a flap. "Good morning, sweetheart."
Carol smiled, "Hi, handsome. I'm at the office already and was hoping you would be here soon."
Looking at the clock, he replied, "Should be there in thirty if traffic cooperates. Do you need something?"
"Yep, you, for lunch," she replied matter-of-factly. She heard his breath catch as she smiled. "I am thinking that lunch at home is just what the doctor ordered to cheer me up."
"Oh really. I think I could get on board with that. Especially because food is optional."
"How did I know you would say that?," said Carol as she shifted in her seat. She loved the way her body responded to his voice when he was teasing her.
"Damn, woman, how am I going to concentrate at work now," he said as his arousal grew. He heard her giggle as he tried to get himself under control. "All kidding aside, you sound like you are in great spirits this morning."
"Honestly, I woke up early, after breaking down when I got home, and I had some time to really think about what is going on and this is what I have decided. Number one, I am ready to tackle this situation head on. Number two, I am planning on teaming up with you to nail these bastards, and number three, I will never send you on your way again. I love you and I know I love having your support. I could easily do this on my own, but, when I have you, there is no reason to do it alone."
Smiling, he said, "I am so glad to hear you say that. Ok, I am going to finish getting ready and I will see you in thirty minutes."
"Sounds great, bye handsome."
"Bye, sweetheart."
After Daryl had arrived at work, he and Carol got right down to planning. The powerpoint and presentation boards they had been working on previously were set aside and Operation Carol Kicks Ass commenced. "I think what we should do is play a little 'what's yours is mine' kind of deal with these guys," said Carol as she sat back down at her computer.
"You know I am all ears with this, so tell me what you need me to do."
"It is our turn to host the next set of meetings here in Portland. How about if we present some of my ideas we were going to incorporate here as your ideas, and then when those guys celebrate your awesomeness, we will shock the shit out of them and tell them I had created them myself. What do you think?"
"It is awesome! Remind me to never get on your bad side because I actually fear what could happen to me."
Laughing she said, "Don't worry, I'd only kick your ass a little bit."
He chuckled as he answered her, "I think it is the perfect plan. It will be simple, but quite effective. I look forward to seeing their faces when they hear that the ideas are all yours."
Working for another two hours, neither one of them realized it was after noon until she looked up at the clock. With a sly smile she said quietly, "Damn, Daryl, it is lunch time. I am not quite sure what I am in the mood to eat. Any ideas?"
Jumping up, he grabbed her hand and took her to her office. "Grab your purse so we can get out of here for a bit."
Teasing him, she moseyed over to her desk, unlocked the drawer and casually lifted her purse out. Looking over at him he growled, "Seriously, woman, move it or I will take you right here in front of everyone."
"Patience is a virtue, Dixon," she answered leaning up and whispering in his ear.
"NOW," he commanded as he led her toward the elevator.
Stepping in, the door closed, he hit the stop button and suddenly slammed her up against the wall. Before she realized what was going on, he had her hands above her head and was pressing his obvious arousal into her. She whimpered as he lavished her mouth, neck and chest with kisses and gentle nips. "I have zero patience right now, love, so when that door opens, we are going to move very quickly to the car. Got it?" He thrust himself against her as he questioned her, but when all he heard was a moan from her, he knew she understood.
Stepping back from her, he helped her fix her clothes, adjusted himself and laced their fingers together as he hit the start button and they began moving.
When they walked into Carol's house, she put her purse down and said, "Make yourself at home, I need to go freshen up."
She went into her bedroom and pulled out a little nighty she picked up a few days ago. Stepping into the bathroom, she quickly changed and spritzed herself with the body spray he loved. Making her way out the door, she stepped to the door and said, "Daryl, can you come here. I need help reaching something."
"Sure," he said as he made his way down the hall. He opened the door to her bedroom and stopped. His eyes roamed over her as she was laid out on her bed in an amazing midnight blue nighty. He felt his body begin to heat as his desire grew just by looking at her. "Holy hell, you look hot." Smirking he continued, "I thought you said you needed help reaching something."
"I do..." she said as she patted the bed. "And I have personal knowledge, several times over, that you are definitely qualified to assist."
Walking towards her, he pulled his tie off and threw it on the chair. Unbuttoning his shirt became more of a challenge as his eyes feasted on her and his desire grew to new levels. He threw the shirt on the chair and quickly lost his pants and underwear. "This could be the best lunch ever in all the world," he said as he crawled towards her.
She pulled him closer her and began to run her hands all over his back as he laid down on top of her. She opened her legs as he settled in between them thrusting gently against her. He captured her mouth and kissed her passionately as he ran his hands threw her hair and held her face to his. His tongue began to delve into her mouth at the same time he rubbed against her causing her to moan in his mouth.
She moved her mouth, placing kisses along his jaw and stopping just below his ear. Sucking softly on the skin beneath his ear, she whispered, "I'm ready to eat if you are."