Keep Me In | DR3 | BOOK 1

45 - Show Me?

cw: adult content. v spicy. children shield your eyes.

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Daniel Ricciardo
shit youre driving me crazy
stay in my room tonight, with me

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"Am I in trouble?" I teased, pouting as I shrugged his head up to where I could catch his glance, wrapping my free hand around his neck. His eyes, I needed to see them almost as desperately as I needed the feel of his plump, velvety lips as they latched across my neck in carefully selected locations. "Should I be calling for help?"

"I'm all the help you'll need," Daniel smirked, lips hovering over mine, pulling me closer with what seemed like their own gravity before he suddenly turned, jabbing the '4' button. The elevator moved promptly following his command. My head spun in an indescribable way; the wine, the sudden motion of the literal ground beneath me, and Daniels humming tone to blame. I had to pull myself together, I was determined to drag this out as long as possible.

"I know," I grinned, biting the corner of my lip as he returned the smile, his heavy eyes gleaming momentarily with joy.

He placed his hands on my hips, lifting me forward slightly as he guided me off the wall of the elevator. Daniel took my place, shifting our positions so that he had his back placed firmly against the elevator. His right hand drifted upwards, eyes scanning my face as he tilted my chin up gently with his fingers.

"You're so..." he began, shaking himself out of a trance. "I meant what I said. I've been thinking about you all day. But now that I've got you..." he trailed off, hand tracing my jawline causing me to shiver before he tucked a strand of hair behind my ear. His head moved side-to-side, almost in doubt, "I have no clue what to do. Where to start. There are a million things-"

"Why don't we start here," I whispered, leaning forward until my lips tickled his. He froze in place, bracing for contact. The contact that I could tell now, he longed for as much as I had. He jutted his leg out in between mine, grabbing my hips as he pulled me close, the slow grind feeling better than I would have liked it to feel. "As much as I love hearing you speak, I think there is something else these lips do that I miss quite a bit."

"Mmh?" Daniel managed as I nodded in response, my hand traveling up and down his bicep as I took the reins. I exhaled heavily, making sure my breath danced across his lips as my blue eyes gazed up at his own. They were shut loosely, completely ready for whatever I had planned.

In this moment, he was entirely mine.

"Yeah. I think it went something like..." I trailed off as I spoke against his lips, finally giving in to the heat. The pressure. My head filled with air as if it was a hot air balloon ready for liftoff as I released a gentle moan at the touch of his lips on mine. It felt like home, like this is where I was meant to be this entire time. It was dangerously familiar, in a way that was welcoming as much as it excited me. He pulled and pushed my hips, rocking them against his leg, growing more and more aroused as we kept going.

"But," I pulled away, to my own dismay as much as his own. "I'm not 100% sure if that was it. I'd like you to show me."

"Ah," Daniel nodded, looking up at the same time as I turned to the elevator doors opening on our floor.

"Well, if you'll come with me," we moved together elegantly out of the elevator, our every move waltz-like as his lips returned to mine. I let out a small giggle as we tripped together on the edge of the lift, his arms bracing immediately around me in front of him for support. My back had gently situated against another flattened surface- the wall directly across from the elevator- as Daniel deepened the kiss.