Her Perfect Gift

But much as I want to beg Darcy to stay, I know that she won’t. I can see it in her eyes. She’s done, so I have to let her go. Inside though, I’m just hoping that we can get another shot at this. But the timing isn’t right and it’s time to go back inside the bar. Even if my heart isn’t quite as in it as it once was…

“Where the hell did you go?” Benji practically leaps on me as soon as I come back inside. Either the guy has really missed me, or he wants me to follow through on finding him someone from Hollywood to hook up with. Either way, I could do without it for the time being. I just need a moment to get myself in order. “Were you chasing after Darcy there? Darcy McNeill? Oh my God, the guy can have anyone in the world, he has all the super models he could want chasing after him, and he still likes his childhood crush…”

“Who are you talking to?” I snap back angrily. “I was just talking to Darcy, that’s all. And I didn’t have a crush on her. She was just a friend of mine back then. I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, come off it.” He rolls his eyes. “It was so obvious. You spent every waking minute with her, were both in love with each other, and apparent to everyone that you would be together. Well, it was until you left of course…”

God this leaves my chest tight. I always wondered if we would as well, or if we would forever like one another but not actually get together. I still feel like me and her could one day make it work. But how can I when my life is so crazy? I mean, realistically anyway. It’s a nice idea, but if I don’t want to bring Benji into the craziness of Hollywood, then I can’t consider doing that to Darcy, can I? I already decided that she won’t like it, so I can’t turn my back on that, can I? But then again, if I don’t even try, will I always wonder? I already compare every woman to Darcy and what I shared with her, even if I don’t always realize it, and there has to be a reason for that. Because me and her share something… or we did- and we could again, I’m certain of it. If only I could be brave enough to reach out and grab her, to go for that opportunity.

I stare at the door, blocking Benji out, and I think about whether or not I should run after her, to just damn well kiss her already and start what could be perfect between us. But I know that I don’t have the courage to go anywhere. Not yet, not like this.

Chapter Six

Darcy

December 23rd

“Seth, what are you doing?” I giggle as his body falls against mine. “Don’t. Your friends are in the bar waiting for you. This is ins

ane.”

“It’s two in the morning, Darcy,” his whispers, his words tickling all over my tingling lips. “No one is out anymore. It’s just me and you here.” His fingers fiddle with the hem line of my dress. “So, I can do whatever I want with you. And what I want, is to pick up where we left off six years ago.”

As his lips crash to mine, the sounds around us change. No longer are we hidden in the shadows somewhere where no one can see us. We’re in the middle of the Christmas carnival and someone is cheering us on. I cling to his waist tightly, just like I did back then, and I let out a groan of sheer bliss. I love the fact that there isn’t a scrap of delicacy to his lips. He’s claiming me, taking me as his own, passionately stealing a part of me. When his tongue massages mine, my pulse races so fast I’m afraid that I might explode in a moment.

“Oh, Seth,” I gasp out as his fingers graze over the hyper-sensitive skin of my thighs. Flames ignite all over, reminding me exactly why no one else has managed to measure up to this man. Because of this feeling, this spark. It hasn’t been as intense with another man before. Not Pete, and certainly not Harry. “Oh, Seth, I like that.”

His mouth slides off mine and moves on to my throat. I force my eyes to pop open to check that no one is looking at us, watching this sexy little display in the middle of the carnival, but to my surprise we aren’t there anymore. We’re in his teenager bedroom complete with a poster of a half-naked woman on his wall. This is the exact place where I always assumed that I would lose my virginity, and while that didn’t happen, I can’t help feeling nervous with Seth, like it really is my first time, and I don’t know what to do.

“Wow,” I pant as he darts out his tongue to lap up beads of perspiration covering my collar bone. “This is…”

He doesn’t let me answer. Instead, he slams me up against the nearest wall and traces his fingers over the outside of my cotton panties. Strange, I could have sworn that I put on lacy ones for the double date disaster to give me a much needed boost of confidence, but I guess I’m like teen me, yet again. This is all very confusing, the younger version of myself and the me who I have become mixing together to become… in this moment.

I part my thighs and spread them further apart, even leaning one of my feet up against the wall to invite him in further, and thankfully Seth seems to sense what I need, and jumps on that invitation willingly. He yanks my panties down, a little roughly, but it’s sexy to see him so turned on, and I kick them to the side, out of our way, Seth spins me around so I’m facing the wall with my palms spread wide.

“Oh God,” He’s taken my breath away already, I can’t wait for what’s to come. The excitement is toe curling; I can hardly contain the butterflies flapping like crazy inside of my stomach. “Oh, Seth.”

“You’re so wet,” Seth hisses as he traces his finger along my slit. “Wet for me.”

“All for you.” I push my ass out, offering more of myself to him. He can have all of me, damn it. The primal groans flying out of my mouth as he barely even touches my clit must let him know how crazy desperate I am.

“You want me inside of you?” I can feel his words vibrating all the way through my body and I nod eagerly. “Are you sure? Because I’m the famous Seth Bishop now, so I’m a lot to handle.”

Fuck, even that is hot as hell. I don’t know the super famous Seth, I only know what I see in the media, but I can imagine he’s a fucking expert with his fingers. I want to be on the receiving end of that pleasure right now. Here, where I’m pretty sure I’m dreaming, it’s a safe space where I can just enjoy myself without ending up hurt. At first, he doesn’t give me what I want, he continues softly brushing over my clit until my knees turn to jelly, but then just as I’m sure that I will fall down and hit the ground hard, he gives it to me.

“Fuck!” I scream out as he spears me, his touch somehow hard and sensual all at once. “Oh my God.”

He plunges those manly fingers in me a few times until I can’t handle it anymore. I fall, the full weight of my body leaning into the cold wall, but the freezing hardness does nothing to calm the heat in my body down. I’m on fire. Every part of me, and I never want the flames to end.

“You need to lie down,” Seth whispers softly to me, his kind words a complete contrast to the hardness he has pushed inside of me. “Your body can’t take anymore. Here, let me.”

Seth scoops me up into his arms, allowing me to wrap myself around him, and he rests his forehead against mine. There is something dancing behind his gaze as he carries me the agonizingly long distance to his bed, and it isn’t just desire. I can see that he doesn’t just want me in a sexual way, but that he loves me as well. That he’s been wanting me just as long as I have him. I even manage to overshadow all those Hollywood women in his eyes. God, if he keeps looking at me like I am the most beautiful woman alive, I might start to believe it.

“Here.” As Seth lies me back on his bed, I suddenly realize that I am completely naked, and he is too. Every inch of his gorgeous, thick muscular body, which I have now seen in many magazines, is on display for only me. A playground to do whatever I want. And all I want to do, is touch him all over. Especially there.

My eyes nearly pop out of my head as his throbbing length reveals itself. He’s absolutely massive. So big that I don’t know if I am going to be able to handle him, but the pulsing at my core sure wants to try.

“You don’t know what’s coming for you,” he declares as he climbs over me in a predatorial manner. “Darcy, I have been holding back, never giving everyone all of me, because I have been waiting for you. For this moment, to be inside of you, show you exactly what I am worth. So you finally understand…”