He pulls me to him and kisses me. My favourite combination of passion and tenderness. His plump lips make his kisses so sensual, and his fervour fires up my desire. How I've been waiting for this moment!
Daniel holds my neck with one hand and squeezes my thigh with the other, not letting me even breathe. Emotions are running high. I want him so badly that I burn through the floor beneath my feet. Finally, I press my hands against his chest and pull away with a great effort of will. We stare at each other, breathing frequently. His eyes are almost black with excitement, probably the same as mine.
- Damn, Dany, what are you doing here? What are we doing? - I ask. Honestly, I don't care about his answer. I just need a minute to realise what's going on.
- You're done, Alex, - he smiles.
I run my fingers across his chest, fumbling for the chain around his neck and pull him to me. I shut my head off; there's only here and now, and I'll think about the rest tomorrow. I fumble for the edge of his T-shirt and pull it off. There's my delightful tetris on his belly. My hands explore every inch of his beautiful torso. I feel his body shudder at my touch.
Daniel puts both hands on my buttocks, spreading them slightly, and I jump on him. Without pulling away from the kiss, he carries me to the table and sits me down on it, standing between my knees. Daniel looks at me with a frantic look on his face. He quickly unzips his trousers and pulls a condom out of his pocket.
- Let me remind you who's in charge here, - he says and enters me with a sharp thrust. I let out a moan. He continues pushing, sucking the skin on my neck. I wish he didn't leave hickeys. I wrap my arms around his tense hands and close my eyes. Strong male hands are my weakness.
We're so horny. I dig my nails into his skin. The more rhythmic his movements become, the louder I begin to moan. Daniel slides one hand down to where our bodies connect, intensifying my sensations.
He pulls me off the table and turns me around with my back to him. I stand with my legs spread and rest my hands on the tabletop. Daniel comes in sharply from behind. He wraps my hair over his hand and pulls me to him without slowing down.
I can feel I'm close. And judging by his moans, he's ready too.
- Oh Dany, - I say, digging my nails into his hands, -You... you... God...
Daniel's body tenses and he lets out a moan, pulling me tightly against him, and finishes. Wow, what a gentleman, he let the girl go ahead.
- Yes, I can, I practice,- he smiles as he rests his face against my back. - Come here, - he says, pulling me to the bed.
I lay on his shoulder, and we lay in silence for a few minutes. He pats me on the back, and I brushing my fingers over the two necklaces around his neck: a tiny angel and a crescent moon, just like the dimples on his cheeks.
- Why did you come here? - I finally ask.
Daniel burst out laughing and answers:
- Didn't I answer your question about ten minutes ago? - I slap him on the chest. - Who was the guy at the club? The one you had gone out with? - He asks, provoking a smile.
- My friend, so what? - I ask a counter question.
- Nothing. I thought he went to see you off and so on, - he says.
- Wait, are you jealous? Seriously? - I chuckle. - Oh, come on.
- No, I'm not! I just wanted to make sure you wouldn't get lost in a dark alley with that guy,- he lies. I know Anton's appearance caught his eye, I saw it.
- My room doesn't exactly much like an alley, do you think? - I tease him.
- Now I'm sure you're okay,- he smiles smugly.
- You didn't have to complicate things... Was there something you wanted to prove to me? Did you? - I ask.
- Alex, please don't start that conversation, don't ruin the moment, - Daniel says and kisses the top of my head, - I got angry, but it made me realize something. And don't ask questions. It's personal.
- I won't, I won't,- I reply.
- Let's spend our time in a more interesting way, - Daniel says, and his hands start sliding down my body again.
YOU ARE READING
London Has Your Eyes
RomanceDaniel Pierce, a young British actor, wakes up after a wild party and doesn't understand how he ended up in the room of the Russian blonde Alex. What information about him is she willing to publish online? What was going on between them? And who is...