Finding Amy by Sharon Poppen Page A

lies.”
    She was inching away from the table.  “Danny, please.  What are you talking about?”
    I staggered toward her, but she stayed out of arms reach as she tried to work her way toward the bedroom door.  I smiled, stepped back, slammed the door shut and leaned against it. “Oh no, baby, not this time.  It’s time you do the right thing by me.”
    Her eyes were wide with fear.  “Don’t do this, Danny.  Not while you’re drunk.  Please.”
    I staggered toward her and she kept backing away.  “I talked to someone today and found out I’m being taken for a fool?”
    “Were you drinking with your brothers, some buddies and they got you thinking … thinking …”
    “Thinking what?  Thinking I’ve been cheated.  You’re right.  But my chat was with Doc Andrews.”
    “Oh, God.”  She pulled her robe tight and tears formed in her eyes.
    “Aha.  Do I see fear in those eyes?  Yes, baby the good ole Doc.  Oh, we had the most informative chat.”  I was talking as I walked toward her.  She stood frozen in fear.  I reached out and grabbed her arm roughly as I continued.  “And it was all about you.”
    She squirmed to free herself, but I held her tight.  With my other hand I grabbed a handful of her beautiful, silky hair and pulled it back so her face was forced to look up at me.
    “What’s the matter baby?  What do you have to be afraid of?”  I raised my eyebrows in a mock-questioning look.  “You’ve always been truthful with me haven’t you?”
    “Danny, please.”  Genuine terror streaked her tearful face.  The scent of fear was actually turning me on.  “Please stop.  Let me go and I’ll explain everything.”  Her tiny hands began to beat at my chest and pry at my fingers.
    I held tight and snarled.  “That’s not gonna help.  This ole cowboy has finally seen the light.  I don’t need any explaining.  I see everything real clear.  Now you’re going to see things real clear.”
    I kept hold of her hair, but released her arm and reached for the front of robe.  I gave it a hard yank and it fell open.
    She clutched at it, but she was no match for me as I pulled the robe completely from her body.   She stood before me naked.  She was whimpering something, but I had no interest in her tears or her words as my eyes raked her body with desire.
    I pulled Amy by her hair to the bed and roughly released her with a shove that left her sprawled on her back.  My eyes continued to devour her body.  She cringed and rolled into a ball as I tore my shirt off and dropped my pants.  My boots and socks were flung at her vanity table scattering her toiletries everywhere as they landed.  I crawled onto the bed, knelt over her and forced her onto her back.  My blood raced wildly as my gaze swept over the body that had been denied to me for so long.  As my knees forced her legs open, I held her throat with one hand while the other caressed her face, her full breasts and her flat abdomen.  My hand was burning as it combed through her dark triangle and continued down to her trembling thighs.  My hand retraced its path up her body, ending with a caress of her cheek.  Her eyes, wild with fear, generated a strong aphrodisiac.  I was on fire and covered with sweat.  Every muscle was hard as a rock and I felt stronger than ever before in my life.
    She found some strength of her own and began to flail at me again.
    I grabbed her wrists and held them over her head as I yelled.  “Why baby, why?  I tried so hard.  I tried so hard.  I’ve wanted you so bad and yet held back.  Why did you lie to me?”  “
    She began begging.  “Please, let me up.  Please, Danny.”
    Her tears had no effect on me.  If fact, they further inflamed my desire.  I finally did what I had wanted to do since the night I met her.  Her fear had aroused her and fortunately she was moist as I entered her brutally and savagely.  She cried out in pain as I convulsed and spewed my pent-up frustration