"Talk to me, baby" he said, his voice gentle and coaxing. "I don't pretend to understand why you want it this way," she said, "If we are not hiding, we are basically in a relationship. I'm not insulted or anything, I know this is a personal thing for you, I understand that" "But?" he asked. "But I don't know if this is something I can deal with." "I don't, either. That's why I want you to think about it for as long as it takes. I don't want either of us to get hurt." "I vote for that." Emma said. He smiled again. Touched her cheek with the back of his hand. "I hope the answer is yes, but I will understand a no." She opened her mouth, but she couldn't think of what to say. He had taken her by surprise, and a hundred thoughts tumbled in her head. Daniel took care of the problem neatly by standing up. So he would leave,

"So how is the honeymoon going... Pregnant yet?" Emma asked smiling."You are crazy. It's been two weeks you idiot" Karen replied and Emma laughed. "I can't believe you haven't called me since I left. What kind of friend are you?""I would have loved to, but I wanted to let you enjoy your honeymoon. Hope you are good?""Yeah I am. It's great, we didn't really go out the first few days. I have a lot to tell you when I get back""Oh, I miss you, Karen. And I can't wait for you to get back. You are such a pain in the ass when you are around and yet when you are not I miss you so bad""I miss you too, babe. But you have Monica dear"."Monica never comes around these days. She is always with Tom.""Then you should go to Daniel. I saw you guys dance together""Yeah... Speaking of Daniel, I have stuff to tell you when you get back too" Emma said.

“I feel like a zoo animal in a cage,” Emma muttered, lifting a glass of white wine to her lips. “They could at least be subtler about the staring.”The way people had been staring at them from the moment they arrived was making her uncomfortable and after three hours, she was ready to leave.Daniel arched an eyebrow, scanning the large formal room. Several pairs of eyes met, then slid away from his, caught ogling the newest couple in their midst. Satisfaction whispered through him. He didn't know why, but it did. He was glad she was with him. He didn't care about the gossip that would be circulating around.“They are wondering why you are with the beast,” he said grinning.“Probably.” Emma said.He snorted at her quick agreement, earning a dazzling smile from her. When she lifted her hands and settled them at his waist under his jacket, her fingernails digging into his skin through his shirt, he did

As his hand slid down the curve of her ass, she pressed against him tighter. The hand on her behind was confident, so was the erection pressing against her hip. He moved just enough to start the friction, to get her motor purring. And then he pulled away, leaving her openmouthed and disappointed. His smile told her he wasn't finished … that he hadn't really started. His gaze told her he was going to make sure she never forgot this night. He slipped off his tuxedo jacket, then undid his tie. She didn't move a muscle, just watched as he continued to undress. It wasn't a striptease or anything. There were no bumps, no grinds. But it was incredibly sexy to watch this man reveal himself to her piece by piece. When the shirt came off, she had to steady herself against the bar behind her. Then his hand went to his belt. She whimpered. Held tight to the bar so if her legs gave out, she wouldn't fall and break something. H

With her gaze locked on his, she edged her way down until she was between his legs and her breath caressed his cock. She licked the length of him, and air whooshed from his lungs. She took him all the way in her mouth, and his hands grasped the blanket beneath them as he strained toward her. She trailed her tongue up and down, then around, savoring the hot, hard feel of him, loving the power she held over his body. Tickling his balls with her fingernails, she quickened her pace, then slowed again when she could feel him tensing more. “Emma,” he said, more a moan than a word. “Please.” She stopped. “Please what?” “I want you,” he whispered. “Now?” “Now.” She took her time, playing her fingers along the ridges of his cock. She loved how big he was. Deliciously big. Her