Unwritten Endings [Daniel Ricciardo]

Two becomes One

A/N: this chapter got looooong, but worth it because it contains a bit of nsfw ;) Also, I'll take this moment before y'all continue to read about the tension between our beloved Daniel and Liz to thank you all for reading, voting and commenting while also putting my story on your reading lists. I appreciate you all and I hope you'll enjoy this chapter! 

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To Daniel's luck, I had managed to think it through to pack down a dress with me, as well as a pair of high heels matching them. Grinning as I locked myself inside the bathroom to change clothes, I knew that my outfit would feel like a slap in his face, which he surely deserved after leaving me in the bathtub like a complete mess.

A tight, black dress that showed enough skin for anyone to fantasise away and my hair being pulled up into a tight pony tail, I did a quick touch up on my makeup as I added some eyeliner to give my outfit the extra bang.

"Liz, are you done yet?" Daniel said loudly as he knocked on the door.

Without answering him, I opened it up slowly for him to get a first look at me. And his reaction didn't disappoint me, no matter how hard he tried to hide the way my look affected him, I still noticed the small squirm that crawled over his skin as he couldn't stop staring at me.

"Maybe I should cancel our dinner plans, I got some better ideas..." Daniel said as he pulled me over to him, his hand finding the curve of my ass as I laid my arms around his neck.

"Maybe we should actually go on that dinner, because I still have to get some time to tell you what I want you to do with me. In the bathtub. And maybe somewhere else," I whispered as I leaned up towards his ear, before my lips nearly grasping his before I pulled away from him "Plus, a certain someone seemed to look forward to ripping this dress away later on, luckily for that man there's an even better surprise underneath."

A deep grunt was heard as I turned my back towards him, trying everything in my power to escape away from him, away towards the hotel door. A squeal left my lips as I suddenly felt a slight tug around my stomach as Daniel pulled me backwards.

With my bare back feeling the touch of his fully clothed chest, his one hand holding me firmly around the waist while the other moved upwards, slowly tracing a finger between my boobs before continuing their journey upwards.
Feeling my breathe hitch when his fingers sprawled around my throat, he held me firmly without putting any pressure as he motioned for me to lean my head backwards, against his shoulder.

"Do not tempt me," He whispered before his hand around my waist pulled me tighter towards me, making me aware of the bulge forming in his tight black jeans, "Do you feel that? That is because of you, and it's starting to make me lose a control of myself."

A quiet moan left my lips, my core starting to heat up as I almost started to feel like skipping that dinner after all. Looking up into Daniel's eyes, I felt his fingers push my face towards his as he leaned down with his lips.

With a light nibble on my lower lip, he kissed me slowly, moving away in the same second I started to get second thoughts as my hands moved over his toned chest, desperate to feel the skin underneath the t-shirt he was wearing. Feeling a light slap on my ass, Daniel eventually moved away from me as I tried to collect myself, his fingers intertwining with mine as he suddenly looked more harmonised that just seconds ago. "Let's get some food then?"

Coughing lightly as I was brought back to reality, I tried to collect myself discreetly before looking up at the man in front of me, the man who made me feel like forgetting everything I once promised myself to never give in to a man. But here I was, ready to give in, give him my naked truth and everything he asked for.