3k prompt: "My breath just made you quiver. Can you imagine what my tongue will do."
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His driver's room is dimly lit, the ambient sounds of the bustling paddock just a muffled hum outside the door. You're on the couch, your heart pounding in your chest as Daniel kneels before you. His eyes are dark, filled with a mixture of mischief and desire that sends a shiver down your spine.
He hadn't even changed out of his race suit, tying it at his waist while the fireproof shirt defined his muscles, the material sticking to his body due to his sweat.
He inches closer, his breath ghosts over the exposed skin of your legs. The sensation makes you quiver, a reaction that doesn't go unnoticed by him. He smirks, the corner of his mouth curling up in a way that's both confident and teasing.
"My breath just made you quiver," he murmurs, his voice low. "Can you imagine what my tongue will do?"
His words alone are enough to set your nerves on fire, but it's the way he says them, the heat in his gaze, that makes you instinctively scoot closer to him. Your fingers dig into the couch, the anticipation unbearable as his hands slide up your thighs, fingers brushing the hem of your skirt.
He leans in closer, his lips brushing against your skin. His gaze never wavers away as he presses light kisses up your thighs, alternating between both as his heart desires. He raises your legs, placing them on his shoulders, allowing you to hook your ankles together behind his back.
Daniel's kisses grow bolder, each one sending a jolt of pleasure through you. He takes his time teasing you, savouring every inch of your skin, his tongue occasionally darting out to taste you. The sensation is intoxicating, and you can't help but let out a soft moan.
He slides his hands higher, pushing your skirt up, exposing more of your skin until he sees your soaked panties. He murmurs against your skin, teasing you for how wet you are from just a few of his kisses.
You can only whimper in response, your body trembling with anticipation. He chuckles softly, the sound vibrating against your thigh. His hands are gentle but insistent as they hook under the waistband of your panties, slowly sliding them down your legs. The cool air against your heated makes you shiver, but it's nothing compared to the sensation of his warm breath and soft lips.
He leans in, his tongue darting out to taste you. The pleasure shooting through you has you gasping, your fingers tangling in his hair. Daniel's hands grip your thighs, holding them spread apart as he licks a stripe up your pussy, gently nudging your clit.
He takes his time, alternating between gentle licks and firmer strokes before sliding a finger into your cunt. The sensation is overwhelming, and you arch your back as a moan escapes your lips. His finger moves slowly inside you, teasing and exploring.
"You're so tight," he murmurs, his voice full of desire. "I can feel you clenching around my finger."
His words send another wave of pleasure through you, and you can feel your body responding, growing wetter with each passing second. He adds another finger, sliding in with ease before he starts to move them in and out, matching the rhythm of his tongue.
Your fingers tighten in his hair, urging him on and he obliges, his movements growing more deliberate, more focused. The combination of his fingers and tongue is driving you wild, the pleasure building to an almost unbearable level.
"Daniel," you gasp, your voice trembling. "I'm so close..."
He looks up at you, his eyes dark with desire. "Then let go," he whispers, still keeping up the rhythm of his fingers before slightly curling them up. "Cum for me."
His words are all it takes to push you over the edge. Arching your back further when he swipes his tongue over your clit, you let out a moan as he coaxes you through your orgasm. His fingers and tongue prolong your pleasure, drawing out every last bit of your release.
When you finally come down from the high, you're breathless, your body trembling with aftershocks. Daniel withdraws his fingers slowly, his touch gentle, and he moves up to join you on the couch. He captures your lips in a slow, passionate kiss, his tongue exploring your mouth with the same skill he had just shown, allowing you to taste the remnants of your orgasm.
