These Two Hearts/CH 4
As Daniel blew out a breath, trying to calm down his racing libido, he reached out and stroked his fingers over her cheek, and whispered, " I know what you mean, sweetie If only…right?"
She nodded and smiled, "Uh huh. Trust me, Daniel, if I only knew you would have kissed me like that, I would have pulled you down on the floor with me that first day when I ran into the stupid door at Mode!"
He laughed outright, nodding, "And I would have made love to you on the conference table, right in front of Wilhelmina and Marc and all those people, just so I could get a better look under that poncho!"
She blushed slightly, then laughed, squeezing his hand, "But think of all the fun we would have missed out on! All the schemes we thwarted of Wilhelmina's over the years. I really liked us as friends, Daniel. I just didn't like NOT being your…friend anymore. Not being your…anything!"
He nodded, wrapping his arm around her, then picked up her chin, and kissed her slowly and sensuously, "I liked us being friends, too, Betty. But…I think, after thirteen years, it's finally time to bypass the friend zone and go straight to being lovers this time, don't you?" He looked worried, "Uh…unless that's all you want?"
She took his hands and faced him, smiling that big, beautiful smile he had missed so much for all these years since they stopped communicating with one another, then looked up into his hopeful eyes, "Oh, Daniel! No! Of course it's not all I want, either! I know I promised you that we would always be friends. And then I broke that promise by pushing you away. I let my pride and my career come between us. I really think we can get back our friendship, but I definitely want more than that this time, too!"
"Good! Because…well, little Daniel has been a very lonely boy for so long now! I just hope I remember how sex is done!"
She laughed, "You call your…penis "little Daniel"? Seriously?"
He seemed offended, "Yeah! It's…a metaphor! I mean…an oxymoron. Ironic? One of those kinds of figurative languages. HYPERBOLE! Right?"
As she rolled her eyes, she pulled him along, "Come on, Harvard boy! Please tell me you didn't sleep with your Literature professor to get a good grade, too!"
"My professor was a guy! So…no! Definitely not!"
"Good! You had me worried!"
After a moment, he winced, as he seemed to be recalling, "But…the TA in my lit class was…really nice. And…really pretty. She's sort of the one who…helped me study."
That earned him "the look" to which he sighed, "I know, I know. I was 'incorrigible, right?"
"No, not realy because incorrigible means incapable of being corrected or reformed and obviously, you did reform and redeem yourself, Daniel. It might have seemed like you would never change. But you did! And I'm very proud of you!"
"Thanks, Mom!" he teased.
"Haha! I know you're giving me a hard time, but I take that as a huge compliment."
"I meant it as one. Mostly. But of course, I was also teasing you for being so bossy! And especially for giving me that silly judgy butterfly look! I mean…I missed it! I missed you! I just don't like having you give me the look! I want to do anything I can to make you happy again!"
She smiled, placing her palm on his cheek, "I know you do, Daniel. And I've always appreciated that! You know I still have that orchid plant you gave me."
"It's still alive?"
She nodded, "It is. I read an article by Martha Stewart that said how to take care of orchids and that they have a reputation for being hard to maintain but they really just need the right care to thrive up to fifteen years!"
He grinned, "Martha Stewart, huh? You know, she and Willy used to be friends-ish! I mean as much as that woman ever really has friends, I guess. She was actual friends with my mom for a while. They were sort of… drinking buddies. Martha hit the bottle pretty hard, too, back in the day, apparently. And of course, now they've both "done time". This was before she started hanging out with Snoop Dogg! Now I guess she just…bakes 'special brownies' or something to relax." he teased.
"Anyway, I just couldn't stand to see it to die. It was…something to remind me of you."
Daniel put his hands around her waist and faced her, "Are you saying that …you wanted to make sure that orchid I gave you didn't die because…
you didn't want to give up on us and it was sort of your way of hanging on?"
"Maybe."
"Aw! That's really sweet, Betty. Well, I'm not smart enough to keep something like a plant alive that long. The only thing I did that I guess was a little bit like that is I always use that one mug that has your picture on it. That way, I at least got to see you every morning. Sort of. Pathetic, I know!"
She smiled, as she pulled him closer, "The one with my thumbs up? Awe! Daniel, that's really sweet! You're not pathetic! You're…well, you're hot!"
"You still think I'm hot after…well, now that I'm an old man? I mean… you're ten years younger than I am, Betty! That's going to be a huge difference, the older we both get you know! Do you really want to get involved with an older man like me? You know, you'll have to feed me when I start drooling!"
She giggled, looking up into those amazing blue eyes of his, "I think you may have a few good years left, Daniel! I sort of like the idea of Daniel Meade, drooling over me! At this point, I'll take what I can get! I'll be sure to help you powder your head on your bald spot, too, old man! Come here, you…geriatric manwhore!" She pulled him down for a very heated kiss.
He pulled away, pretending to pout, "hey! That's not nice, Betty!"
"I'm sorry! Just kidding, Daniel! You're still gorgeous! And hot. And I still love you…I mean…" she stopped herself as she had been kissing him after every word.
His eyes widened, "Yeah? You do? Well, that's REALLY nice to hear! You know, I love you, too. I think part of me always has and I know I always will. You are the most adorable …sexy …smart …beautiful …sweet… amazing …funny…cute…sexy…woman I have ever met, Betty"
He began kissing her neck, and face and held her face in his hands and reciprocated what she had done by kissing her after every word, then ended by kissing her intensely.
"Mmm…really? You said sexy twice!"
He grinned, "Yeah? I did? Oh, well, I'm 'bringing sexy back'!"
She rolled her eyes, "Of course you are, JT! Anyway, thank you for…all that!"
"Oh, trust me, I'm just getting warmed up. I don't suppose…you'd consider allowing me to…help you OUT of that zipper, since you didn't need any help zipping it up?" He eyed her dress again, appreciatively, appreciating her curves lovingly and clearly anxious to be given the green light.
She sighed, placing her hand on his face, "Well, it's not like this could actually be considered our "first date" by anyone's standards! I mean…we have known each other for…oh my god, sevenTEEN YEARS!" she seemed rather shocked and overwhelmed at the realization.
He nodded, "I know! Tell me about it! And for the last…THIRTEEN of those years, do you know how little sex I've had? You've…totally changed me into a freaking monk or something, Betty! I have wanted YOU since…well, I've been in love with you since 2010! So, no other woman really made me happy since we parted ways. I mean, trust me, I've tried getting over you, hell, at times, I even tried going back to my 'manwhore days', because I was…lonely!
But you ruined that for me. It was…hollow, and meaningless, and I knew better. You opened my eyes to the kind of man I wanted to be…for you. And I couldn't just…go back to that 'old Daniel' anymore. Which sort of sucked, unless I actually enjoyed being celibate! Which I definitely don't!"
She tried not to laugh at his pathetic expression, his obviously extreme frustration. But she was aware that she had been flirting with him shamelessly all evening and that she, too, was extremely frustrated. No man had made her anywhere near as happy, as comfortable, as excited as Daniel Meade. Since she met him, other men all paled in comparison. He, too, had cast a huge shadow over her dating pool over the years.
She had dated, also, over the years, of course. But none of them had lit that spark, had given her a reason to smile, had been the man who needed her, and who she found she needed, just as much like Daniel. "Daniel needs me." she whispered, and kissed him sensuously, "And Betty needs Daniel, too! I…I love you, too, Daniel. I've missed you, too…so much!"
"Is that…does that mean…you…want me, too? Tonight?" he whispered into her ear, as he held her in his arms.
She opened her eyes and smiled, nodding, "Mmhmm…yes, Daniel. Yes, it does. Definitely, tonight! DEFINITELY TONIGHT!"
He chuckled softly, "Okay, rainman! That's good enough for me! Um…my place or yours?"
"Which is closer?" she tried to think straight, when his breath on her skin
was messing with all rational thoughts right now.
"Um…is your hotel okay? I think it's closer than my place." The beat it took him to think straight as well did good things to her ego. She was certainly no longer "ugly Betty" and the confidence she had gained over the years were perhaps the only things she was holding onto, keeping her from jumping up and down at the thought that Bradford Meade, Wilhelmina, Marc St. James, and Amanda Tannen Sommers, whatever her last name was now could all go suck it, because SHE, Betty was finally going to get some with Daniel!
Daniel, for his part, was doing his best to be respectful, but it wasn't easy when Betty was clearly…into him, too! She was slipping her fingers inside his dress shirt, and messing with his tie, and okay, maybe it was pretty tame in comparison to getting frisky under the Peter Pan statue for his date to be tugging longingly at his clothes in the back of a taxi, but considering how long it had been since he had done anything like this…he was pretty worked up right now.
He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had even had sex, let alone…well, come on, this was BETTY! His Betty! He felt like singing zippedy doo dah right now he was so excited!
Her whispering into his ears how sexy he was and telling him what she wanted him to do to her was just about the hottest thing ever! BETTY? His 'little Betty' was all hot and turned on and telling him how much she wanted him…well, it couldn't have been more welcome attention.
And the way she ws touching him…holy shit! The girl…well, was definitely NOT a LIttle GIRL anymore, was she? Not that he had ever really thought of her that way for a very long time, now. No, she was a very grown, very sexy woman now, and she was making it very clear to him just how much she wanted him.
"Daniel…" she moaned softly into his ear, as she continued kissing his chest, by now having pulled his jacket half off and pulled his tie off completely and had begun to rapidly unbutton his shirt. He somehow managed to pull out two hundred dollar bills and tossed them to the cab driver, "Uh…the Four Seasons, please hurry!"
Once they arrived, they practically sprinted to the elevator and continued their public display of affection for the thirty-three floors up to Betty's room. Luckily for them, no one got in the elevators. But that required extreme restraint on both their parts from the elevator to the door of her room. Once they entered, they both stopped kissing for a moment and grinned at one another, then laughed softly. "I thought we'd never get here!"
Daniel quickly finished removing his jacket and shirt and undid his belt, sliding down his pants, stripping to his boxers, then started to open his arms and cross towards Betty. Before he could move, she surprised him by unzipping her dress, dropping it to the floor and jumping up onto his waist.
He laughed for a second, then got a better grip of her waist and turned her around so that she was the one now against the wall and he could hold her up securely as he pushed her panties aside and entered her, plunging inside her, over and over.
He cast aside her bra, thoroughly enjoying his unencumbered access to her voluptuous breasts. "God, Betty! Talk about big boobs! Where the hell have you been hiding these all this time? Once again, if I'd only known, I would DEFINITELY have been peeking under that damn poncho, woman!"
Their kissing had lit a fire in them both that seemed unquenchable. Finally, they both found release and as he helped her gently down, and took her hand, leading her as they both lay down on her unmade bed, he blew out a breath, "Well, yeah, THAT was…insane! Can we do it again?"
She smiled, reaching up to touch his sweaty forehead, "Absolutely! Maybe …in ten or fifteen minutes, after we have a snack, we can go check out my shower…together?"
He nodded, kissing her lightly, then just staring into her eyes, "Great idea! I do need some protein! Can we raid your fridge?"
"Mmhmm…you want a protein bar and some macadamia nuts?"
"Sounds good! I only have one slight constructive criticism of tonight."
"Criticism? Oh, you mean…of…what we did? How we did it? Too much? Too intense?
"Hell no! The sex was incredibly hot! Amazing, awesome, mind-blowing! It's just that…I was really looking forward to unzipping that dress all night, and you didn't let me do it!"
She laughed, "Okay, Daniel. Next time I wear that dress, you can unzip it for me. I promise!"
