Dare to Trust (The Dare 1)

“This wasn’t too bad at all. I think we’ll be good to go with the first coat of stain tomorrow,” he said.

“I think so.”

His phone went off and he glanced at it. Marlena watched him as his muscles flexed in his forearms and then she saw the bit of dust on his cheek. He texted back, and when she stepped closer she gently wiped the smudge away from his face.

He smiled.

“Thanks. That was Mike. Him and Jack are bringing over some dinner for us. Jack is heading over to the bar after.”

“Oh they don’t need to do that.” She watched him cover his belly with his hand.

“Sure they do. I’m starving,” he teased, and she smiled. She placed the cloth down onto the table then walked over toward the living room. She sat on the floor so she wouldn’t get any dust on the couches. She looked back at their work and Danny joined her on the floor.

As she stretched out she wondered if the stain she picked would look right and then the top-coat once they made the cabinets look distressed.

She stretched her sore muscles and then Danny was taking her hand.

“You sore, baby?” he asked and she locked gazes with his blue eyes. He had a shadow of a beard and looked so rugged and sexy. Her heart pounded inside of her chest.

“Come in front of me and I’ll rub your shoulders. You can’t be going to work all sore tomorrow. My parents will have my head,” he said, and she chuckled.

“They would not. You’re their son, and they adore you.”

He chuckled.

“There were probably times they wanted to disown me.”

She eased in front of him between his legs, and the moment he touched her shoulders she felt the shivers. She was so attracted to him this was insane. She needed to focus on something else.

“Like what did you do to think they’d want to disown you?” she asked.

“Well, let’s see, I kind of had a little rap sheet at a young age.”

She looked over her shoulder at him.

“You? No way,” she teased.

But then she closed her eyes and moaned as he worked her sore muscles with his hands.

“I stole a car once. I got into a bar fight and was arrested. I drank too much and nearly got kicked out of school my first year of college.”

“My goodness you were a little bad boy. I don’t know if we should be hanging out,” she teased and went to sit forward, but he pulled her back between his legs.

She laughed.

He continued to massage her and told her about college and about the dorm he lived in. Very easily he had been manipulated into hanging with the cool crowd and trying to slide by with his grades. But his actions resulted in him almost failing out where his parents would have to pay for the college instead of have the scholarship money.

He eased his hands a little lower as he massaged her shoulders and maneuvered out toward the front of her chest. His fingers got closer and closer to her breasts and she so badly wanted him to touch her there. She felt needy, achy, and like she wanted more from him.

She eased back against his chest and then felt his one hand smooth down and over her breast. He massaged it as he kissed her neck and suckled against her skin. She could feel her breast tingling, the nipple hardening, and then she felt the cream drip from her cunt.

She was aroused and he moved her onto the rug, pressed his body partially over hers, and kissed her.

Marlena let him maneuver between her thighs and cup her one breast while he delved his tongue in deeper. He explored her mouth then kissed her lips while he massaged her breast and rocked his hips over her.

Marlena never felt so wild and needy as she ran her fingers through his hair then lifted her thigh up and against his thigh.

They were making out fully on the rug when they both heard the floor creak.