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A pool of guilt swirls in my conscience for taking that away from him. As always, he makes me feel a whole lot better when he says, “But now I get to ride you instead.”
“Daniel!” I shriek and playfully slap his chest. I have a hard time keeping my laughter contained as I feign shock. He pulls me to him and I can’t help but melt as my feet leave the ground. His mouth drags over my neck and his intensely low tone vibrates in my ear. “Believe me, being inside you—” he pauses while he slowly grazes my skin with his teeth, “is my first choice.” He gently clamps my earlobe while electric shivers runthrough me. I’m buzzing below. If I was sure we could get away with it, I’d search out an empty barn and relieve this intense ache. Unfortunately, we never seem to be on our own for long out here. “Can you take me somewhere?”
His brow rises as he reads my thoughts, but doesn’t have to be asked twice. He sets me down, grabs my hand, and strides like a man possessed. I have to practically jog to keep up with him. His need is as urgent as mine.
We’ve just about made it into the bedroom when he tugs at the bottom of my t-shirt, pulling it over my head while I frantically pop the buttons on his shirt. Once I’m done, I rip it from his back and slide my hand towards the buttons on his jeans. He’s a magician when removing my bra and I’m about to pull down his jeans when he beats me to it. He kneels at my feet and removes my boots; dragging my leggings and panties down together in one swift move. He takes my foot in his hand and spreads sweet kisses along my toes. His lips shift to my ankle and along my leg before I’m thrown off balance and fall inelegantly on the bed. Somehow, he keeps his hold of me. Delicately placing my knee on his shoulder, he kisses the inside of my thigh until he reaches my entrance. His tongue licks my labia with long soft strokes, savouring my taste and gorging on my delicate skin. The pad of his thumb takes over and gently circles my clit until I am so sensitive, I can hardly keep still. I watch him concentrate on his finger which now circles my entrance and without warning, dip in and out of my opening. They continue to dip while he simultaneously licks and sucks. I rub my hands through his soft hair and loop my opposite leg on his bare shoulder. My muscles tense around him; exquisite pleasure running the length of my body. Daniel alternates between his fingers and tongue, using them to enter me over and over again. If I let him carry on, this will end too soon. Wrapping my hands around his handsome face, I pull him towards me and kiss him hard before I wrestle my body on top of his. I shower his torso with kisses and remove his jeansentirely, pushing him on his back. His legs bend over the side of the bed and his feet more than touch the floor. That’s when I push his knees together and straddle him. I reach behind me and take him with my hand. He is rock hard and ready, but I want to push his limits. I adjust my position and slide further down his body as sparks fly between our flesh and my clit catches his thigh sending me on a high. Unexpectedly for him, I take him in my mouth. He growls in ecstasy as his body jolts. I am so aroused by his pleasure; it sends me into overdrive. I suck and rub him at the same time before I swallow the first drops of his arousal. I suck harder and with more vigour, sensing it won’t be long before he finds his release. A selfish wave washes over me when I decide I need him inside me when that happens. I want us to come together. There are usually condoms in the bedside drawer so I reach over. His arm grabs my wrist. “Let me feel you.”
In the heat of this moment, it would be so easy for me to say yes. Daniel hasn’t exactly been celibate these last few years, but he has been tested so that isn’t the problem. What we don’t need is the threat of a baby we’re not ready for. I drop my mouth to his ear and whisper, “We were lucky before. Let’s not take another risk.”
There are no words, only a signal with his eyes as he agrees to my terms. I reach back over to the drawer and take out a condom. I slide it over his cock and rub under his balls, trying to make up for the fact I’m making him wear one. I sit up on my knees and position him at my entrance. Gently guiding him towards me, our bodies join and spark together as I ride him slowly, enjoying the sensation. From nowhere, he flips me onto my back and parts my legs with his knee, kneeling between them. His big hands grab my hips and pull them to him, causing my pelvis to buck and my back to arch. Our bodies collide, raw with need.
“Jesus, Hannah, I’ve got to get deeper.”
He hits my sweet spot and I nearly come undone there and then, only just holding on. He feels it too. “Shit… that’s it, Hannah. Feel me deep inside.”
I am breathless and his slow pace drives me wild. I need him to move faster. “Don’t stop Daniel… please.”
His low, husky tone sends a sea of sensation over my back, “You’re all mine.”
I’m on the edge, “Daniel please…”
“Talk to me. Tell me how no one else gets to fuck you like this. You’re mine. Only mine.”
“No one else… only you.” I wrap my hands around his neck and pull him towards me. My lips caress his ear lobe before I whisper, “Only you.”
His movements suddenly increase to the point where our bodies clash with desperation. We both need this climax like no other and when it comes, it hits hard. I am overwhelmed with the most incredible deep sensation which ripples through my body causing shock waves of pleasure. Daniel reaches his release with me and cries out my name. He drops my hips and falls on top of me. We are breathless as heat burns every pore, although our thirst for one another is quenched—for now.
Chapter Twenty
Hours later,I’m having a brief fashion crisis. We’ve agreed to the event, but I have nothing suitable for a formal dinner. Our plans were to take it easy this weekend so my case is full of casual clothes. I am flabbergasted and somewhat relieved when Diana saves my bacon. She told me she had taken the liberty of ordering something for me to wear.
My heart skips a beat as I reveal the most incredible silver grey, strapless dress from the delicate swirls of tissue paper. I tentatively wrap the sleeveless bodice around me. Embroidery and glass beads embellish the sweetheart neckline while the soft taffeta glides over my legs and trails behind as I walk. I feel like a princess; all the way down to my elegant strappy heels. I have no idea how Diana found out my size, but who am I to question. When I enter the lounge, Daniel reaffirms my confidence. His eyes nearly pop when they run the length of my body.
“Jesus Hannah, you… my God,”
“Is that a good ‘my God’ or a bad one?”
“You look stunning.”
When his hands wrap around my waist, his touch ignites goosebumps over my skin. He takes a step back, eyeing me fromhead to toe once more, before caressing my cheek with the back of his index finger. “God, you’re beautiful.”
There’s a glow to my face, but not from the warmth in the air. “Come on,” I tug at his arm. “You need to get changed quickly or your mother will have our guts for garters.” For a minute, I think he might ignore my request and drag me to the bedroom again, but disappointingly, he does as he’s told.
My man really scrubs up well. His tux is very James Bond in a Daniel Craig kind of way and his delicious scent has my senses working overtime. He takes my hand in his as we leave the cottage. I sprint alongside him again as he walks with purpose. In an attempt to make him more relaxed, I tease him a little.
“So tell me, sex talk. Is that a new thing for you?” As soon as I’ve said it, heat rises to my face and neck. He huffs out a laugh before he answers, “You know what, I’m sure that was a first for me. It was good, though, huh?”
I’m still not over my initial embarrassment, and the warm air doesn’t help my skin. I must look like a Ribena berry by now. I giggle as I cast my mind back and enjoy his words. I was completely and utterly in that zone with him and answer with a very bashful “Yes”.
He squeezes my hand. “Hey, don’t go all shy on me. I want a repeat performance later.” His eyebrows dance as his eyes catch fire.
“I’ll look forward to that, but just be careful with the outfit. It must have cost your mum a fortune!”
“Let me tell you something,” his fingers brush against my cheek, “I bet she loved shopping for you.”
“Well, I really appreciate it. I’ve never felt so special in a dress before. She has amazing taste.”
“A special dress takes a special person to wear it. It was made for you, Han.”
