Chapter-XVI.

                             Months gone past by one after the other. It was late July and I was in New York again. The city was hot and moist. I still didn't like it. It was far too hot for me even for a bare existence. Let alone walking all day in the heat. David was searching a suitable studio to work in. He wrote the songs he wanted, he had to record them. The studio he previously rented wasn't avaliable now. All the others were either too small, too crowded or just simply loosy. I was tired, thirsty and had a hammering headache. I just wanted to be in bed, preferably in a cool, dark and quiet room, as our apartment was.

Still, no chance of going home, no chance he gives up searching. He never gives up.

Never ever, no way, not him.

I was standing in the shade of a building and was leaning next to the wall, he stood besides me, talking on his cell. He was furious, he was raging. I was standing there without a move, without a word. I wanted to crawl back to the car.  In cases like this it was more than wise to avoid him. When in the car I put some music into the cd player and was waiting for him. A big bang, he slammed the door and was trying to start the car. His hands were shaking, he took a cig out of his pocket and lit it. He had an awfully bad day today.  Or more over, a bad week, which hasn't ended yet. It was only saturday morning, the so called weekend when others went fishing or trekking, and we went to rent a studio.

          It is crazy I can't fix one damned studio in this fucking city, he cried.

I placed my hand on his sweaty temple and stroke it.

          Daviey, go home, you can't force it happen, you should wait, should be patient.

          Like I ever had any patience. You are tired, right? Let's go home, we cool ourselves and order some takeaways. What do ya think?

          Sounds okay for me.

          Not very nice hanging around with me, hmm.

          Alright for me, you asked me to come and I did.

          Baby, I can't help it, they are just fucking with me, those assholes. I don't believe it is as hard to get further in the negotiations and fix a damned studio. I don't even have high expectations, no. But the equipment, devices, studio staff and session musicians have to be perfect! I don't want to give out shit out of my hands.

It wasn't the right time to enlight him that he wanted too much and too fast from people. As he did everything with pure perfection or at least he tried to achive it, he also expected other people to do so.

 Why, oh why, other people were reluctant to live up to his expectations?

He was looking out the darkened glass and started the engine. He took out the music I was listening to.

          Sorry, I just can't listen to it. And he put another one in, a Led Zeppelin, their first album I think.

I knew he would take it out, it was Ultra. I couldn't listen to their music when I was with him. How absurd. Though, when he was in the mood he was singing for me, not Depeche Mode of course. He loathed his own voice. I couldn't comprehend how could he, when all other people liked it so much. He said it must sound differently in his head, not as we hear it.

It was Stella birthday today. We still hasn't bought any kind of present. The party was organised by Jennifer, but the present was Dave's job.

          David, we have to find something beautiful for Rosie.

          Yeah, whatever.

          David, do you hear me?

          What?

           Present. Gift. Birthday.

           Oh, shit, yes. What time is it?

           Half past one in the afternoon.

           Holy Shit, the party starts at seven. No gift yet, and we have to dress up and arrive in time, because my little one would kill me. We must avoid her tantrums at any price and he stepped on the gear. I was clinging to my seat. He was a speedy driver.

I tried not to show that I was afraid with him driving. If he would have noticed it, he would  have gone even faster, just to show  me who was the master. Remember, domination is the name of the game.

In the time we spent together I tried hard to accept him enterely. It was a hard task to accomplish. The question was always the control. I couldn't surrender myself more than I did. I didn't want to, I didn't want to lose my true self. The one he loved, but always fought with. So, I sat in silent. I saw him giving sideglances to me.

            Are you still afraid?

            You know I do.

            You didn't protested.

             I try my best to be tolerant with you and tolerate your behaviour Dave, but don't you dare to play with me!-I answered him through my teeth.

             Love, I wanted to hear exactly this answer. You are my wild one, ain't you? He put his free hand high onto my thigh in the inner side and started to slide it upwards.

             He makes me sweat like a whore in the church everytime he touches me.

                         If you think that you can arrange all the problems with sex, you are wrong, I answered, hiding in vain how much he aroused me only with a single touch of his.

                        I don't think. I know it. It was like that every time until now.  He put his hand under my panties. My body was so hot, the air condition in the car hasn't helped it.

I didn't want to give in as it was the question of control again. He knew what could he achieve with a cute smile, with a caress, with a kiss, not mentioning the other heavy artillery he was ready to throw into the battle.

He refused to notice my opposition and continued what he has begun. My body seriously weakened and the air became thin for me.

                         Dave, we would crush the car if you go on like this.

He hadn't given a damn and continued turning me on,  he had to watch the road, so he didn't look at me, but he did made his hand moving around. I wanted to retract but I couldn't where to, the safety belt held me tight in my seat. I couldn't stop him and he hadn't had a rest until I started screaming his name out loud   and lose my connection with reality. When regained some of my consciousness and sat there still panting and sighing I started to call him on names, and the bastard and male sovinist names were only the lightest. He did what I didn't let him to do, and I even enjoyed it. He made me lost my control again. It amused him a lot and he was playing with me like a tiger with the game it hunted down. I hated him for this, but loved him as well. He really wanted to rule my life. Why not, if he could.

He was grinning and turned into an alley, we shorten the road, we have to hurry, he said with a devilish smile.

Now, that I looked at him, I couldn't leave it unnoticed how turned on he was, his pants were like bursting,  aroused him what he just has done to me and he wanted relief. He stopped in the alley and wanted to pull my head into his lap, C'mon baby he grunted to me with obscured eyes.

                            Hey, is this the only thing you can think of? This is your daughter's birthday today and we have to hurry.

                           C'mon suck it Love, I die for it, do it for your man.

I saw the hellish fire burning in his eyes, saying no would have been a crime. I did what he asked from me. He didn't move a bit, sat there still moaning once in a while. It hadn't take too much time for him to come as he was at the brink of it even before I started my job on him.  He put both hands to the wheel and held it so tight the knuckles on his hands gone all white.

                            Oh my, baby, hmmm, oh my.

His body was rested on mine, he loosened both seatbelts. He covered me with hot kisses all over. I couldn't be angry with him anymore, though I hated when he manipulated me, just because he knew he could. His hands and lips were wondering again.

                             What more do you want Daviey? Do you think I can give you more?

                             Oh, I am quite sure.  Turn, okay? Good, baby, now let me in.

                             It is not a bright idea, the  car would be moving  and shaking, what people would think? And what if the police would come, you could be the next Hugh Grant.

                             Oh, so funny, but I don't care. I turn on the music and there's no one around anyway. Let me have you, c'mon. You just make me crazy, I want you, I can't drive the car as aroused as I am.

                             You are blackmailing me.

                              And what if I do? Or do you want me to force you?

                              Dave, don't be that wild. I do anything for you.

He just wanted to hear these words and he started caressing me very gently. Baby, you are mine, completely. I want you, I need you, I love you.

                                Alright tiger, come, I called him softly.

He embraced me from the back and kept on caressing, he didn't left out one part. He was all tame now, wasn't hasty he gave all the time I needed. He was inside me and was swirling with his hip, he knew the effects this would make on me. His black shirt was opened and his chest was rested on my back while he was holding me by the shoulders,and he panted rithmically into my ears pushing his body hard into mine. He rocked me as a thunder shakes the calm air. He was precautios, I mean with the music, because I must have been louder than I thought as I wasn't able to control myself. The only thing I wanted to know about was him buried deep in me, and the heaven in his motions. Nothing else. After, I was lost in him, melting like icebergs in Antartica because of global warming. The windows were all steamy ,no matter how heavily the air condition worked. Then I felt him relaxing, too. Noises came from the city outside, inside quiet, only our madness hovering above us.

I sat up suddenly as I looked at the watch.

                             Do you know what time is it?

                             Nope.

                             It is quarter to three. David we immediately have to rush home. Right now. Would you give me my laptop, please?

                             Sure, here. Baby, let's do it every day. We jump into the car, and I make you. I want more.

                              Yeah, I know you want it all. Take care Dave, your heart, it's hot, far too hot.

                              Don't you fear. I was made of steel.

                              Must be true, you are so hard. Don't wanna getting you down, but we can't continue this. Hey you count as an adult one, behave and close the zipp on your jeans.

                             Then how would you...

                             Dave, I'm not kidding, we've got to go now.

He sat back to his seat and started the engine. I was occupied with my laptop, I tried to search some good gift from Jumbo, which is a huge toy store. I clicked one after the other, but neither seemed really appropriate.

                              What do you think what would be best to buy her?

                              Dunno, damned I should have paid more attention to it beforehand, but you blow my mind away, I can't help wanting you all the time. You don't wanna go back to Hungary, yet, do you?

                              No, not yet. I could stay for a while. Dave, there is the Pannonia Film Factory in the next city from us, sure they have audio studios, too, won't you try it?

                              Good, so I can continue being with you.

                               I gave him a worried look. You should spend more time with your family, you know. The kids need it.

                               Jimmy is not at home, he is in camp. Stella just arrived home from my mother and Jen was working day and night. You were the only one with me, wanna thank you, baby. All those morning coffees, my fav meals you prepared, your massages to soothe me and your immesurable love for me. Don't you think, I don't know it.

I want to drive you and you surrender everytime when I push your limits with. Everytime. I know it's wicked sometimes, but this way you ensures me about your deep love again and again.

                                 You are right, I do love you, but please don't push me, it hurts. I am yours anyway you shouldn't manipulate me. You yourself, your soul, your body is more than enough to keep me enslaved all the time.

                                 I understood it. I'll try, I promise.

                                 Now, here, what do you think about ordering a Cinderella castle.

                                 She already has one.

                                 Okay, what about ordering her her daddy in small? They've got Depeche action figures, even security staff,  stage, mic, guitars, speakers,cordons, fans. She can make a mini concert.

                                   Hmm, that would do. How quicly they deliver?

                                   I must say, if you'd call them, that would be already there in front of the building by the time we arrive.

                                   Okay, can you dial them for me? Here's my cell.

I did. I heard him ordering and heard the assistant's voice: Yes Mr. Gahan, we are glad to deliver it  in less then an hour.

What fame makes? You get everything at an instant.

They meant it, when entering  the building the porter handed us the beautifully packed gift and he brought it after us into the lift.

                      In our apartment I put everything into laundry and cooled myself with a shower. Meanwhile he made some tuna sandwiches and poured milk into glasses.

                      We should eat before we're off, it's four o'clock in the afternoon, we should be ready in an hour, and he handed me one of the two sandwiches.

I was hungry and wolfed it down, drank the milk, took a paracetamol and went to the bedroom. I needed some rest before the party, god knows when we get home. I fell asleep before I knew it.

His kiss has awakened me. Have I mentioned sometimes I felt like a princess, this time Sleeping Beauty?

The kiss of my beautiful prince. He had a shower, too, already was wearing an Armani tuxedo, his look took my breath away, not for the first time.

                          David, you are....

He laid his still wet head on to my chest and rested there a bit while my hands were tucked in his raven hair.

After all those nervebreaking days he could relax for a minute. It was time for me to hand him my little suprise.

                        Dave, Honey, I rented you a studio, in Hungary.

                        Wow. When?

                        Before I climbed to bed. It was simple, just a call, they send you the contract right now, go to your computer and sign it.

                         You are an angel.

                         Nope, I'm only playing the angel. Call me Lillian!

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