I decide to get dressed as I'm awake now anyway and the sun is up so I'm sure we have to get going soon anyways.
After I'm done I check my phone to see what time it is I realize we have to be at the breakfast table in half an hour. Daniel is still fast asleep, looking totally relaxed, so I feel kinda bad having to wake him.
I know he hasn't been sleeping well lately, the stress of McLaren definitely got a hold of him.
I can only hope Christian will offer him the seat.
During the flight we talked about it. Daniel eventually found it hilarious that I was fucking him and negotiating his possible future at Red Bull at the same time. I felt so empowered at that moment that I didn't even care. I don't know why Christian is so fond of me, but I will definitely take a bit of advantage of that trying to help Daniel.
Nobody has to know and as soon as they are offering something Blake can take over.
I sit down on the edge of the bed next to Daniel. Gently wiping some curls from his forehead. He looks so innocent and handsome, I feel the butterflies bouncing in my stomach.
"Hey handsome, wake up, we have to go get breakfast soon." I stroke his rough stubbly cheek and he starts to stir.
"What time is it?" He asks without opening his eyes. His voice sounds sleepy and way too sexy for my health.
"It's 6.30 so you have 30 minutes to get ready." I tell him after giving him a soft kiss.
He opens his eyes and sees me fully dressed.
"Why are you dressed, we would have time for some fun before breakfast, you know, building up an appetite."
I shake my head, "I'm already hungry and you have to get up and get dressed."
I want to stand up but he grabs my waist pulling me back on top of him.
"I need a proper good morning kiss before I can start the day." He smirks and I just have to smile at him. Looking so adorable, with his messy curls and bedroom eyes.
"Fine, just a kiss and then you get that sexy ass out of bed." I give in and press my lips on his. He has one hand on the back of my head, making sure I can't go anywhere as he deepens the kiss. For a while I go with it. But when he starts to moan I know I have to end this otherwise we won't get out of this cabin at all.
I bite his lip, not too hard, but just to tease. Reluctantly he lets me go and pouts.
"I wish we could stay in bed all day, I can't get enough of you." He says sitting up.
"Well spending a vacation on a working ranch might not have been the best choice for that. We have plenty of time to spend in bed later." I can finally get up, "now come on, otherwise I'll go get breakfast myself."
He throws the blankets off him and for a second I'm frozen on my spot.
I just stare at him, his pecks well toned, covered with a little bit of hair, going down over his tight abs. Further down where his morning boner is standing up proudly, pointing at me.
It's almost like I'm seeing all this for the first time. Even though I see it every single day.
"Enjoying the view?" He grins when he sees me staring.
"Yeah as always. I just get smacked in the face by your hotness every time I see you. In a good way. I just feel so lucky that you want me. And also that your personality is just as amazing as your looks."
"Thanks baby, I feel the exact same thing every time I look at you. With or without clothes on."
He gets into the bathroom to get dressed while I make the bed.
With time to spare we walk into the main house where we enter a massive kitchen, there's a table which can seat about 12 people, maybe more and it's filled with fresh bread, eggs, bacon and pancakes.
"Well good morning the two of you. I hope you slept well." Daisy greets us when we walk in.
"Oh yeah it is so peaceful here, I think we both slept really well." I answer as I look around the table to greet everyone.
"Sit down, grab a plate and eat. You should eat plenty, because you'll need it."
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Fields of Gold; Daniel Ricciardo
FanfictionSkylar is a F1 fan and her favorite driver is Daniel Ricciardo. After a traumatic experience she gets an amazing opportunity to go to the McLaren factory. Love always has a way of catching you by surprise.
