Chapter Twelve
D aniel parked the car in the driveway and turned to her. His breath caught in his throat. The streetlight’s muted rays gleamed through the car’s window and highlighted her beautiful face as she stared back at him with a heated, aching need that matched his own. He knew he wasn’t good enough for her, but he couldn’t bring himself to let her go and not take the chance she would come to care for him as much as he was beginning to care about her.
“Are you ready?”
He followed her into the house, making sure the door was locked behind him, and watched as she walked to the other side of the room and turned. She suddenly looked apprehensive and a little lost. Daniel’s stomach tightened in dread at the thought of not having this woman tonight, but there was no way he was going to push her into anything. He’d be satisfied to just hold her.
“If you’ve changed your mind, Honey, it’s okay.”
Her eyes widened, and a fiery blush crept over her face. “Oh, God, no.” She gripped her hands tightly together in front of her. “I’m just not going into this with a lot of experience, so I’m extremely nervous.”
Daniel let out a relieved breath and walked slowly toward her, not wanting to make her more anxious than she already was, and grasped her shoulders. “There is nothing to be worried about. Anything you don’t like, or God forbid, is painful, just tell me.”
Keira let out a startled breath at the level of tenderness she hadn’t heard from him before, nodded, and stepped into his embrace. “Okay. I just don’t want you to be disappointed.”
“You couldn’t disappoint me if you tried.” Daniel bent and picked her up suddenly in his arms, then laughed when she squealed. “Which way?”
“Second door on your right.” She tightened her arms around his shoulders and buried her face in the curve of his neck.
Daniel laid Keira down in the middle of her bed and stood. The sight of her lying out for him on a solid cream comforter had the blood pumping heavily through his body and made lust seize him by the throat. “Jesus. You’re so beautiful.”
A fine tremble started in her toes and moved up her body, while her breath came in short puffs of air. “Daniel.”
His gaze pierced hers as he unbuttoned his shirt, tossing it off to the side before he sat down on the edge of the bed. “Everything’s okay. I’m going to take such good care of you.” His fingers moved to the buttons of her shirt, but his eyes stayed locked on hers. He swallowed when the white lace of her bra parted and showed her breasts. He watched as her rosy nipples tightened through the lace, begging for his mouth.
Keira raised her hands to cover her breasts, but stopped when a deep, low warning came from him. Daniel traced her cheek with his thumb and tried to tone down the dominant part of his personality. She would eventually learn more about him, but he didn’t want to add to her anxiety.
“Keira, you don’t ever need to cover yourself from me. Everything about you is beautiful and turns me on. Do you understand, Honey?” His words were soft, but his tone was marked by a blatant masculine authority.
She nodded and didn’t utter a word.
Her capris and sandals were off next until she was laid out in only her white panties.
Keira sucked in a startled breath when he laid his hand on her stomach. He was amazed at the contrast in color. Against his tan skin, hers looked luminous.
When she reached for him, Daniel grasped her hand and set it down on the pillow next to her head before he smoothed her hair away from her face and stroked her cheek. “Not yet, Baby. If you touch me, I’m afraid I won’t be able to last.”
Her eyes darkened, displaying the depth of need her body was crying out for.
Lust slammed into him, testing his already shaky control. Daniel bent forward taking her lips in several light kisses before pushing his tongue into the depths of her mouth, groaning when her tongue dueled with his before trying to suck it into her mouth. When he lifted his head a minute later, they were both panting heavily.
“Now I want to taste these beautiful breasts.” He moved lower, taking one of her velvety tips into his mouth, and sucked strongly.
Keira’s back arched as the pleasure raced through her. Her fingers speared through his short hair to cup his head and bring him tighter against her. “Oh, God, Daniel.”
Daniel loved knowing he was giving her pleasure and slid his hand down her body. His fingertips caressed her soft skin, as he worked her panties off. He curved his hand over her soft, dark curls before he eased one of his long fingers up and into her heated, wet depths. “Oh, Jesus, Baby. You’re so tight.” He sank his finger in a few more times and then added a second.
Fuck, he was already having a problem holding himself steady as a burning, needy pulse spread throughout his body, so he wanted to move faster.
“Oh, God. Daniel. Please, I need you.”
“I know, Baby. I just want you to feel my fingers and mouth right now. You’ll get me, I promise, but first you’re going to give me an orgasm.” He pressed his fingers in and out of her tight cunt, feeling her stretch. He groaned when a fresh wave of cream slid from her, coating his hand as her cunt gripped him, trying to pull him in deeper. He felt her body tighten, giving him a clue on how close she was. Simultaneously, he curved his fingers up to reach her G-spot, pressed his thumb against her swollen, crimson clit, took a nipple into his mouth, and sucked strongly.
Her breathing turned into shallow pants, pleading for him until her body seized, and a scream tore from her throat. Daniel continued to stroke her, bringing her slowly down from her orgasm, whispering the whole time about how beautiful and sweet she was.
Keira lay lethargic on the bed and listened to Daniel. She couldn’t understand the words through the roaring in her head, but his sweet, calm tone bled through and helped to calm her rioting body.
He placed one more kiss on her lips. He growled when she tried to reach for him and stood abruptly while tearing off the rest of his clothes. He donned a condom he had pulled from his pants before he lost all control. Her breath caught when he moved over her and spread her legs, making a place for his body between her thighs, and then settled his heavy weight on her. He studied her expression for a moment. The last thing he wanted was to see fear in her eyes.
Daniel slid an arm under her hips, and the other one cupped the back of her neck to see the emotions in her eyes. “You’ll tell me if I’m hurting you, all right, Keira?” He waited a moment as his gaze narrowed on her. “Keira, do you understand? Because the last thing I want to do is hurt you.”
He released his tight hold on her at her nod and then pinned her beneath his weight before guiding his aching cock into her tight, silky cunt, inch by slow inch. He gritted his teeth against the urge to pound into her and get as deep as he could to fill his primal need to claim her, to mark her as his.
He heard her moan as he pushed through her wet, swollen tissues until he was as far in as he could go. She whimpered and arched beneath him, trying to adjust to his size. She clung to his shoulders when he tried to move away.
Daniel froze. “Are you okay?”
“Yes. Please don’t stop.”
Daniel swept the hair from her cheek. “I won’t.” He kissed her with a depth of hunger he’d never felt before and pumped slowly into her. A groan tore from him at the heat and tightness of her cunt that gripped him like a vise, and the rigidity of her nipples that stabbed at his chest. Her nails dug into his shoulders, giving him a bite of pain he liked, urging him on.
Their moans and cries mixed together in a never-ending sound that filled the room as his thrusts became harder and faster until both exploded when the pleasure peaked and became too intense to hold off.
“I can’t wait, Baby. Come with me.”
Keira’s eyes closed, and her grip tightened on him as her head tossed back and forth on the pillow. “Please, Daniel.”
“I’ve got you.” His thrusts became even harder and more urgent, ramming into her. His breath snagged in his chest, and she cried out when an intense grasp of an orgasm caught them.
Daniel growled, and his teeth snapped together in a grimace. The feeling of her cunt gripping and pulsing on him was almost too much for him to bear. His climax seemed to go on for hours instead of just seconds. When he was drained, he collapsed on top of her, bracing himself at the last moment so he didn’t crush her. After he was able to take a full breath and found what little strength he had left, he rolled and took her with him, shifting her securely against his side.
They lay spent and dazed at the level of carnality and emotions that had just taken place. Their breathing and heartbeats blended together. He couldn’t find the words to tell her how he was feeling, so he kept quiet. Finally, sleep drew them down, before a word was uttered from either.