Unwritten Endings [Daniel Ricciardo]

The swimming pool

I couldn't remember when drifting off to sleep, but the way I got waken up by kisses covering my body, I knew that somewhere in between looking at Daniel's peaceful face as he fell asleep quickly after we had gone through with our third round, I kind of understood why he'd fallen asleep mid-sentence afterwards. 

A voice whispering in the distance, making me try my all to ignore it calling my name as I wasn't ready to wake up just yet, the heavy tiredness still being noticed. But if it hadn't been for the fact that it was Daniel's voice, it wouldn't had gotten my attention as quickly as it actually did, making me squirm under his touch as he carefully tried to wake me up. 

"Liz," 

"Babe, wake up!" 

As it kept on coming, and as I finally gave up and opened my eyes, confusion washed over me as it was still completely dark in our room. Either Daniel had gone up in the middle of the night to close the curtains that we had no time to fix last night, or it was still just as dark as it was when I finally closed my eyes short after Daniel. 

But the tiredness, both in my body and eyes told me that I couldn't have slept for long, and just as I noticed the moon in the distance, that shone into the giant windows of our room, I was even more confused as to why Daniel decided to wake me up. Because not only wasn't he in our bed, he was standing next to me, the silhouette of his body only being visible. 

Leaning on my elbows, I came closer to Daniel who were hovering over me, the duvet barely covering my naked skin as I yawned. 

"Daniel? Care to explain why you're awake in the middle of the night?" I whispered, my voice feeling sore from our earlier activities. 

A light laugh left Daniel's lips before he quickly turned on the lamp next to the bed, making me squint my eyes immediately by the sudden light in the room. "Come, I got an idea." 

That's when I noticed that he had a bathrobe on, making me even more confused as to why he needed me to jump out of bed at 3 am.

"What?" 

"Put on your bikini and I'll show you." 

Noticing the bikini that he had gone through my bag to find next to me on the bed, I saw the other bathrobe next to it. "Can I at least go to the toilet before you show me whatever crazy plan you've got in your mind?" 

With a smirk, he nodded before planting a kiss on my forehead. Just as I found myself enjoying his touch, it disappeared as I opened my eyes again, seeing him walk over to the bottle of champagne on the table in the room, the very bottle we clearly had forgotten to drink last night because of... sexual tension coming in between. 

As I didn't feel like sprinting around fully naked when Daniel obviously had put on some clothes, I quickly grabbed my brown bikini, putting on the bottoms as I stood up. A giggle escaped my lips as I felt my legs having a hard time standing, almost making me fall back on the bed again as they screamed out of exhaustion. 

Daniel looked over at me as he heard my giggles, giving me a confused look before his eyes moved down to my thighs. "Eh... you might want to cover your thighs for a couple of days... they're beautiful and so... but maybe not something you'd want to show the whole world." 

Looking down at my legs, I noticed the small bit marks Daniel somehow managed to give me earlier. Tracing my fingers over them, now that I could see them clearly as the fogginess that had covered my eyes when I just woke up started to disappear, I couldn't even find myself being angry at Daniel for giving me marks like that, instead I smiled as I got memories back. 

And I did not only smile because of them, the neediness of more somehow came back even though I knew that there was no chance that I could allow myself to have sex with Daniel for a fourth time right now as my body felt like it needed rest for at least a month. That man surely took my words 'ruin me' literally.