Chapter 14
PRAIRIE
M aybe I should have let the matter drop, but I couldn’t resist asking. “You don’t think that people will expect you to be dating a certain kind of girl? With a certain...look?”
I was surprised to see genuine pain in Daniel’s eyes.
“I don’t give a royal rat’s ass about what other people expect,” he said.
“But more than that, baby, you’re breathtaking.
I guess I didn’t explain properly how thrilled I was to be at the ball last night with the most gorgeous woman in the room. ”
Normally I would have smirked at a man laying it on so thick. But he wasn’t. It was perfectly clear in those intense brown eyes.
He propped himself up on his elbow, and I was momentarily distracted by his thick bicep, and the cord of muscle along his neck. “Prairie, you’re a goddess. I want to worship you. May I?”
I had no idea what he meant, but he seemed so sincere. “Um, sure?”
Daniel rolled me gently onto my back, kissing me with that deep, passionate energy that was making my head spin. There was no way that he could possibly be in love with me. Yet every time he kissed me, it felt like he was.
It was wild, but I felt the same for him. I’d always tried to trust my feelings, and listen to whatever my inner voice was saying. Right now it wasn’t the usual whisper, it was a scream.
Daniel loved me.
The way his hands drifted over my skin made me feel completely treasured. Yet his touch was also possessive.
Maybe it was strange, but I was touched that he had seemed so jealous about my friend Peter. It felt like Daniel wanted me just to himself. As if I were someone truly special to him.
For the first time in my life, I wondered if that could be even partly true.
I didn’t want to lose my head and get caught up in this crazy “perfect Christmas” energy. But my body and my heart kicked my brain out of the way.
Daniel buried his face in my breasts, licking and sucking until it felt like my entire body was flushed.
I had no idea how wonderful it felt to have my nipples sucked.
It was wildly erotic, and the way he teased me by scraping his teeth across my skin made me feel like I was falling under his spell.
Just as I thought it wasn’t possible to feel any more pleasure, Daniel kissed a path down my stomach, then spread my thighs.
“Is this all right, baby?”
I nodded as he slipped off my panties, and I wondered if I should be embarrassed at how wet I was already.
“Jesus, beautiful,” he practically growled. “I can’t believe this pretty little pussy is all for me.”
Good grief – even his tongue was strong. He explored all around, dipping his tongue along every fold, then lapping straight through my crease.
I loved watching Daniel’s eyes dart from my face to my breasts to my sex. It was as if he was examining me. Trying to learn how I reacted to everything he did.
I’d never felt so observed. Having people analyze my artwork had always been tricky enough. Now Daniel seemed to be analyzing my body. He always seemed concerned for my pleasure, which was driving me absolutely wild.
“My perfect little goddess of art,” Daniel murmured, just before flattening his tongue and dragging it straight across my opening, then my clit.
My moan was far too loud but I couldn’t stop it. My heels dug into the bed, fingers gripping the sheets as I tried not to squirm.
“Delicious,” he groaned.
There was true longing in his voice. I knew that I could say two words and have Daniel drop his pants and press himself inside me right here, right now.
I knew I wanted him to be the one to take me. To finally show me what it was like. But everything was going so fast. I had to find a way to listen to the logical part of my mind and keep my mouth shut.
My hips began to rock as he played with my clit, bathing it with his tongue as a finger slipped inside me.
It felt like my juices were dripping across his lips. My fingers clutched at the hair over his ears as I heard myself moan, “Right there…please.”
The spiraling heat that had been steadily building in my core released in what felt like a shower of fireworks so intense that I thought I might black out.
Screaming his name, I shook with relief, release, renewal. I felt reborn. Suddenly, I was transformed into a sexual being.
Daniel lapped up every drop of my juices, kissing his way up my body to meet my lips. “That was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen or heard in my life,” he gasped. He looked absolutely triumphant, licking his lips as he smiled at me.
“That was incredible,” I breathed.
He kissed me again, and before I even knew what was happening, I was curled around his body like a vine, breasts pressed against his bare chest. He snaked a hand between us, finding my center again and lightly caressing me until I was right on the edge again.
“Come for me again, baby,” Daniel whispered.
I couldn’t believe how hot he looked. His chest was quivering as if he were just as aroused as I was. He genuinely craved my pleasure. He was falling for me exactly the way I was.
This sweet, thoughtful, wildly handsome man thought I was sexy. Me. It made my head spin.
My lips parted wider, welcoming him in as we kissed as if we were starving for each other. The pressure of his fingers against my sensitive button brought me right to the very edge. Then his hand shifted so that he was using his thumb while his finger slipped inside.
“I can feel you, baby,” Daniel murmured. “Come for me. Think about what it’s going to feel like when I’m inside you.”
His free hand wrapped in the back of my hair, holding my lips to his as a deep ripple of ecstasy rolled through me. He swallowed my cries, murmuring soothing sounds as I came apart in his arms.
“That’s it,” he murmured. “You’re so sexy, Prairie. I’m going to be dreaming of this moment for years to come.”
I felt like I was floating. “Me, too.”
Daniel retracted his hand, sucking his middle finger while raising his eyebrow at me. “You taste so sweet. I’m going to be begging for that every single day.”
Somewhere in the back of my mind, I knew that Daniel would only be here another week, and then we would have to figure out the long-distance thing for a few months. I knew that I had to get dressed and hurry home. I had to somehow behave as if my entire world hadn’t just been tipped upside down.
Most importantly, I was going to have to keep biting my tongue, and not say the words that my treacherous heart was screaming.
Daniel, I’m already in love with you.