Sparks - Daniel Ricciardo

Thirty One

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📍24th January 2022 - Paris, France

As promised by Daniel, he flew Amber to Paris to meet with some of her favourite designers to really get progressing on their home in Perth. She had hardly been able to contain her excitement as she picked out colour schemes and furnishings.

Daniel felt lost over the different types of fabrics and textiles he could choose from, so he let Amber had full control, trusting her decisions implicitly.

Amber felt in her element whilst planning out the vast spaces in her new home, still feeling giddy at the fact that Daniel had organised a whole house for her. As you could imagine, as soon as she made the phone call to her parents about what Daniel had done for her, they were over the moon; their hearts felt whole for the amount of effort Daniel was putting into their relationship.

They finally felt as if Amber could be happy with someone. That someone was treating her right.

She hadn't felt this in love, ever. Every time she looked at Daniel her heart fluttered and pounded in her chest, causing her to feel nervous in the best possible way. Sometimes, she would stand in front of the mirror and not believe that the girl stood in front of her was with him.

There was always the overwhelming feeling of doubt in her mind, controlling her thoughts as she considered still not being good enough for him, but he would wipe those fears away with a simple glance, hand-hold or kiss.

Or simply because she found herself not needing to question the status of Daniel's mind as he couldn't quite seem to keep his hands off her. This had now been going on for the three days they'd been in France.

Maybe it was the air in the city of love, or maybe it was the extreme infatuation he felt for her, growing even stronger and deeper than it ever had done before. They'd both completely and utterly fallen for each other. Harder than before.

After several incidents whilst they were out sightseeing, Daniel whispering in Amber's ear causing the tension to rise deep within her, they hastily took the first taxi back to their hotel, running inside the vast building and making it just in time to their suite.

"It's a shame," Amber whispered as Daniel's lips attacked the exposed skin of her neck whilst her back pressed flush again the bedroom wall, "I really wanted to sightsee today."

Her fingers teasingly pulled the curls on top of his head, causing a groan to escape Daniel's perfectly plump lips as he playfully made small marks in the space between Amber's collarbone and jawline.

Moving her hands down, she traced his outline and whisked her palms underneath his plain white tee, tugging slightly at the fabric to show Daniel that she wanted to item of clothing to be removed from his body. Immediately.

Pulling away from her embrace, Daniel used his strength to forcefully turn Amber in the direction of the bed, pushing her onto the mattress as she watched him pull his clothing over his head, throwing his shirt somewhere in the opposite direction of the room.

"Are you going to be a good girl for me?" Daniel cooed as he watched Amber slowly back her way towards the headboard, never for once breaking their attached eye contact.

She noticed how his eyes had practically turned black in the matter of seconds. His usually glossy, brown eyes had turned into something different. Something entirely made out of want and lust.