Sin

"If you don't like it, I can make you something else," he said, passing her a mug.

Estielle smiled without looking up, lifting the cup to her nose, she took a deep breathe and lifting, a small sip. Darren waited for a few moments, to be sure Estielle was OK.

"It's delicious," she said smiling, a couple tears rolled down her face, "thank you Darren... For everything."

"No... Thank you," he said quietly.

"I knew it," said Patricia, "you've a bloody temper, but I knew you liked her."

Estielle smiled without looking up, Darren shot Patricia a dirty look before taking a big gulp of his hot chocolate.

"Well..." he said, "now that's over and done with, I'm actually ready for bed, goodnight," he gave Estielle's shoulder a light squeeze, stuck the finger up at Patricia and walked to his room.

Upon closing his door, Darren let out a long sigh, This just got complicated... pulling off his clothes, he walked into the shower, quickly scrubbing himself down, he dried and climbed into bed, not worrying about wearing anything. He thought of Estielle, as he closed his eyes.

Buzzing woke him, What's going on?... The sun wasn't up, the clock on the wall said 2am, he leapt out of bed, ripping the door open, thinking something was wrong.

He found himself face to face with Estielle, wrapped in his bath robe, her eyes quickly looked him up and down, FUCK!... He jumped back, looking for pants when he heard the door close and soft footsteps, turning in confusion, he watched her walk up to the unused side of the bed, dropping the bath robe, he almost gasped out loud, her figure was perfect, her shoulders framed by her black hair, the scars running from her shoulder to hip, the hundreds of smaller ones across her body, She's beautiful... He continued watching as she pulled the blanket down and climbed in, rolling onto her back, she watched him with a slightly unsure expression, like she didn't know if she was allowed to be here.

Darren walked around the bed, climbing back onto his side, he rolled to face her, she turned, placing her head on his chest, and pulling a leg up to sit snugly between his. He gently kissed her on the forehead before running his fingers through her hair, eventually falling asleep in each others arms.

Darren woke feeling slightly trapped, with sunlight pouring into the room, he opened his eyes, taking a moment to realise he couldn't move because he was tangled in the arms of a sleeping angel, Fuck it wasn't a dream... He gently pulled her closer against his chest, hearing her sigh softly, the aroma of her hair making him smile.

"Estielle..." he whispered, "wake up beautiful."

He watched as her eyes fluttered opened, before she arched her back in a stretch, before she realised where she was, with a squeal she sat up, pulling the blanket around herself.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be in your room," she said quickly, "I'll go."

"No no, it's fine, really," said Darren quickly.

She paused, smiling slightly, "It seems like all I do is get scared and thank you afterwards for not hurting me..."

"Is that what happened last night?" he asked, "were you scared?"

Estielle met his eyes, "I had a bad dream... I felt safe when you hugged me last night... I... I'm sorry."

"Look at me," Darren said with a smile, she met his eyes again, "it... It was nice sharing my bed with you," he said quickly, "it's too big for just one person anyway, so any time you want to share my bed, please do... OK?"

"OK," Estielle smiled.

Darren opened his arms, and Estielle took the opportunity to lean in and accepted his embrace.

"Can... Can I?..." she stopped.

"Whatever it is you want, if I can give it, you can have it," Darren said firmly.

He was taken by complete surprise as she tilted her head back and kissed him gently.

"Thank you", she said softly.

Darren burst out laughing, he couldn't help himself, this fallen angel, this woman, the most beautiful thing he had ever seen, just asked permission to kiss the Lord of Lust. He finally got control of himself, before turning and kissing Estielle again.

"You don't need permission to kiss me," he said.

"Thank-"

"And don't thank me either," he growled, quickly planting several kisses over her face.

The mood was interrupted by buzzing, unlike the usual buzz, someone was frantically mashing the button, it must have been urgent, Darren quickly got up, pulling on a pair of pants, he shot a quick smile at Estielle, and opened the door.

"Darren!" cried Patricia, "something's wrong, Estielle isn't in her room... Oh."

"Good morning to you too Patricia," Darren said with a chuckle.

Patricia narrowed her eyes at him before leaning around to get a better look at Estielle, it was made worse by Estielle trying to cover herself like a naughty child.

"She had a bad dream, I didn't touch her, I swear," Darren said quickly.

"You're telling me there's a beautiful naked woman in your bed... And you DIDN'T touch her at all?" Patricia raised an eyebrow at him.

"I... not like that, no," Darren said.

"Are you OK Estielle?" Patricia called out.

"I'm fine," Estielle called out, not looking up.

"He didn't hurt you?" asked Patricia, still staring at Darren.

"Darren would never hurt me..." Estielle said softly.

Patricia just groaned, "breakfast in twenty minutes," she said with a tone, and walked away.

Darren turned back to Estielle, closing the door behind him.

"I like breakfast," Estielle said.

Darren couldn't help but chuckle, "Would you like a shower first?"

"Could.... could you join me?" Estielle asked.

Darren could see her going slightly red in the face.

"Whatever you wish," he said softly.

Darren walked into the bathroom, turning on the water, he quickly found a comfortable temperature, he dropped his trousers, turning to toss them aside when he found himself face to face with Estielle. She was naked, her hair draped around her shoulders, he could see small scars covering every inch of her skin, he couldn't help but think her breasts would be a comfortable handful. Estielle leaned up against his chest, and he in turn wrapped his arms around her, she tilted her head back and they shared a soft kiss, before she walked past, and under the stream of hot water. Darren's shower was much larger than average, big enough to lay down in , the shower head was the size of a dinner plate and covered a huge area, you could stand under it with your arms out and it would wet every part of you.

Estielle quickly started scrubbing herself with soap, Remember to ask Patricia to pick up some feminine soap... Darren quickly joined her, rubbing soap into his skin before washing it off again, as he pulled his head out, he offered Estielle some shampoo, she looked at it strangely, so Darren quickly showed her what it was for, and she quickly followed suit. When the shampoo was all washed away, Darren pulled her into his arms again, revelling in the feeling of hot water running over their bodies. Releasing his hold on her, Estielle stepped back looking slightly confused.

"Turn around a moment," Darren said softly.

Estielle gulped, Please God no, not now, please... but she turned, staring at the wall in terror, she flinched as she felt soap being poured on her back.

"I'm not going to hurt you," Darren said quietly.

She couldn't help but flinch a second time when Darren started rubbing the soap into her skin, he was gentle, especially around her scars, she found this sensation to be rather comfortable and started to relax a little. Darren took this as his queue to start massaging, lightly digging in his fingers, he rubbed the tense muscles up and down her spine, smiling slightly when he heard her gasp. He continued lavishing his attention on her for several more minutes, ending with a shoulder massage, rolling his thumbs above her shoulder blades, Estielle groaned in ecstasy before Darren gently lead her back under the water to rinse off. As they dried themselves, Estielle turned to Darren.

"I've never enjoyed being touched by anyone before," she said softly.

"Maybe that's because nobody that has ever touched you, has wanted to make you feel good?" asked Darren with a sad look.

"I... I don't know..." whispered Estielle, "but... I like when you touch me..."

Darren smiled, "I like touching you too, but you can always tell me to stop."

"OK," she said with a smile, "am I allowed to touch you?"

"Of course," Darren chuckled, "just not yet, Patricia will be mad if we take any longer."

CHAPTER SEVEN

Darren was right, Patricia was glaring daggers at him, tapping her watch as they entered the dining room.

"And where have you been?" she asked.

"Darren was touching me," Estielle said quickly.

Darren just stared in shock, but Estielle continued, "It felt really nice."

Patricia's eyes narrowed, "you fucked her?!" she yelled.

"What's fucked?" Estielle quickly asked.

Darren just stood there with his mouth open, How the fuck do I explain this AND keep my testicles?...

Patricia looked sideways at Estielle, "That's when a man puts his," she gestured at Darren's crotch, "in your," she gestured at Estielle's crotch.

"...Oh..." Estielle looked uncomfortable, "no, we didn't... Fuck... Darren wouldn't hurt me."

Patricia's face dropped, "I'm sorry Estielle... It's not supposed to hurt, not if it's done with someone who cares about you," she started, "it's a truly beautiful thing... And... Fucking is a slang term, it's actually called sex, or making love, if it's someone you care about," Patricia took a deep breath, "what happened to you wasn't fucking, it wasn't sex and it definitely wasn't making love, what happened to you was monstrous and it doesn't count."

Estielle quickly stepped forward, giving Patricia a tight hug, "Darren... rubbed soap on my back... he didn't hurt me, it felt really good," she said quickly.

Darren finally managed to find his voice.

"Sorry, we had a shower before we came out," he said.

Patricia eyed him sternly, "Next time don't be late, I hate eating alone."

Estielle took that as her queue to release Patricia and sat down, quickly pulling helpings of bacon and eggs onto her plate. Darren noticed she was eating with cutlery today, he realised that Patricia was probably teaching her lots of things while he was working. Soon the three of them were sitting around with full bellies.

"So..." said Darren, "do we have any plans today?"

"Can we swim?" asked Estielle quickly.

"I'll bring a book", Patricia said with a smile, "unless you want to go naked, you'll find a bikini in the clothing I bought you," but seeing Estielle's confused expression, she continued, "it looks like a bra and underwear that tie on with strings instead of clips, and it's sort of... rubbery."

Estielle smiled, "I know it, I'll meet you there," before quickly walking off.

Patricia raised an eyebrow at Darren.

"What?" he sighed.

"You really planning on making me a third wheel now?" she said chuckling.

"I've never stopped you bringing anyone home before," Darren frowned, "I may employ you, but I don't own you, you can come and go as you please, bringing whomever you please as you go."

"Except I have to be in permanent contact with you at all times in case of emergencies and also you're a demon and that's kinda hard to explain on a first date," she said quickly.

"I... fuck you Patricia, take the day off and get laid or something then," Darren laughed

"I would love too, but I'm actually looking forward to just relaxing today."

Darren just shook his head, walking back to his room. He quickly stripped down and put on a pair of board shorts, grabbing a towel he made his way back to the pool. Dropping his towel on a lounge chair, he sat down on the edge of the pool, dangling his legs in the water, letting out a satisfied sigh, he felt pretty good today. His ears picked up the sound of running, but before he could react, Estielle soared overhead, diving head first into the pool with a splash. Chuckling, he watched her swim underwater for several meters, before turning around and swimming back. She emerged between his legs with a smile and Darren couldn't help but put his arms under hers, pulling her half out of the water and gave her a deep kiss, tasting her skin, he slipped his tongue into her mouth for a moment, listening to her groan and pressing her tongue into his. Darren's entire world became meaningless in this moment, he tried to take in everything, the smell of her skin, the texture of her lips, the sweetness of her saliva, everything was just too good to be true.

"Get a room," grumbled Patricia, dropping her book on the floor.

Darren quickly let Estielle slip back into the water, she beamed brightly at him while slowly paddling back into the centre of the pool. Darren climbed to his feet.

"Now, listen here Patricia," he said sternly.

"what are you-" she didn't finish.

Darren quickly cut her off by wrapping an arm around her waist, spinning, he threw her like she weighed nothing, over his head and into the deep end of the pool. Patricia couldn't help but scream, and Darren quickly jumped in after. As he emerged, Patricia immediately tried to jump on him, pushing him back underwater.

"Fucker!" she laughed, "now I'm all wet!"

Estielle looked unsure what was happening until she saw them both smiling, this time she took the initiative, sneaking up behind Darren she quickly dove on his shoulders dunking him a second time.

"You go girl!" called Patricia.

Estielle shouted in surprise as she felt a hand wrap around her ankle and yank her quickly underwater herself. She found herself immediately embraced by Darren and he kissed her gently as they both floated back to the surface. Patricia was making gagging noises when they surfaced.

"Are you OK Patricia?" asked Estielle, quickly going to help her.

"She's fine, just jealous," said Darren.

"Of you maybe, Estielle's gorgeous," Patricia scowled for a moment, before laughing.

The three of them continued swimming until all their fingers and toes were wrinkled and Patricia started getting cold. Darren had the idea of doing pizza and movies for the afternoon and both ladies heartily agreed. Soon they were all curled up on the couch together, Darren in the middle with Estielle almost in his lap, and Patricia beside them rolling her eyes.

"I'm happy for you two, really," she said, "but come on, I'm right here..."

"I told you, I don't own you, you're more than welcome to go find some ass and bring them back here any day," Darren said with a wink.

Patricia just rolled her eyes, before the doorbell gave her a reason to leave the room. Several minutes later, Patricia came back with a stack of pizzas, handing them out, she groaned watching Estielle take a bite before offering to feed Darren. It really was the perfect lazy Saturday, laughing, talking, watching movies and even placing a second order of pizza, much to the ladies delight. But as all great things, the evening came to an end, Patricia was the first to retire, Darren and Estielle stayed to the end of the movie.

"Can I stay with you again tonight?" she asked quietly.

"Of course," smiled Darren, "I'd love for you to join me."

Estielle smiled, quickly jumping up, pulling Darren's hand, they made their way back to the bedroom, they quickly stripped off and jumped in the shower, they just had a quick rinse off and washed the chlorine out of their hair, before drying and climbing into bed. Estielle quickly rolled over, kissing Darren deeply, slipping her tongue into his mouth, he growled and kissed her back, just as hard, while wrapping his arms around her. After several minutes of kissing, Estielle began exploring Darren's body, feeling the skin of his chest, she traced his muscles with a finger, smiling she kissed him gently. She admired every exposed piece of skin, marvelling at the shape of his chin, to the softness of his lips, to the firmness of his stomach, she laid down across his chest, drawing circles with a finger around his nipple.

"Darren?" she mumbled.

"Hmm?"

"Do you want to touch me?" she asked, going slightly red.

"Do you want me to touch you?" he asked softly.

Estielle nodded, before lying back on the pillow, Darren rolled to face her.

"If I make you uncomfortable, please say something and I'll stop," he said firmly.

Estielle nodded, then sighed as Darren kissed her, stroking her hair, brushing it from her face, exposing her neck and shoulders. He surprised her by kissing her neck, she moaned quietly as she twitched, she didn't know what that was, but it felt wonderful. Darren seemed to get more confident, running his hand down her arms, then across her stomach and up between her breasts, careful not to touch anywhere he thought may upset her. Estielle was in heaven, not THE heaven, the one she invented right here in this moment, Darren's hands were sending tiny electric spikes into her skin everywhere he touched her, she cooed softly feeling his lips kiss her in random places, she couldn't help but love every moment of his affection.

"Darren," she whispered.

"Do you want me to stop?" he said quickly, pulling his hand away.

She quickly grabbed his hand, pulling it to her chest, "no... I... What Patricia said earlier..."

"I'll need more than that, Patricia just about never shuts up," he laughed.

Estielle couldn't help but smile, "what she said... About... Sex..."

"I... I don't want to hurt you," said Darren quickly.

"I know... Patricia said it wouldn't hurt... if it was someone that cared for you..." she sighed, "do... Do you care for me Darren?"

Darren was gobsmacked, "I... Yes... A lot", he said softly, "but what she said wasn't exactly everything, it still might hurt, no matter what, or at least be uncomfortable."

Estielle pulled his head down to hers, kissing him gently, "I'd like to try," she said, looking away, like she'd said something shameful.

"Are you sure?" Darren asked nervously.

Estielle just nodded.

"I'll try a few things first then," he said, "tell me as soon as you want to stop."

"OK," she said, "I trust you."

Darren smiled, bending down and kissing her deeply, he reached up, gently cupping her right breast, he gently squeezed it, loving the feeling of her soft, firm flesh in his hand, before rubbing his thumb over her erect nipple, she sucked in air and made a noise, Darren immediately removed his hand and sat up.

"I'm sorry-"

"That felt nice," she cut him off.

Estielle grabbed his hand, pulling it back to her breast and squeezing his hand over it, harder than he had done before, she loved the warm pressure and when he rubbed her nipple again, it sent spikes of pleasure through her entire breast, causing her to squirm with pleasure. She outright gasped when she felt his lips envelop her left nipple, the gentle sucking motions he was making with his mouth made her moan as she grabbed his head and tried to pull him closer. Darren ran his tongue around her nipple causing her to arch her back with a sharp gasp, releasing her nipple, Darren began kissing his way down her breast, across her navel, he admired her squirms of pleasure. Stopping, he slowly rolled between her legs, watching Estielle for her expression, she seemed worried, but gave a small smile, Darren quickly leaned forwards and kissed her before quickly moving down. Estielle had no idea what he was doing, she felt amazing, Patricia was right, this was nothing like what that monster did to her, she smiled and twitched uncontrollably as she felt lips kiss where her leg met her groin.

She groaned as she felt him kiss either side of her vagina, What is he doing?... She felt his tongue lick from her opening to her firm nub, Estielle couldn't help but squeal, the feeling was electric.