Worth Gold

36 | Scared of lonely

Antonio and Danielle found happiness in Florida (with Syre never too far away, of course). They had days spent at the beach and on a boat, reading up on this or that while getting sun-kissed and sipping on cocktails, they had dinner dates at some of the finest restaurants the area had to offer, wine tastings and another art gallery trip, they got up to cycling and rollerskating near the beach and today, a lazy day in, wrapped up in sheets from their previous night's passion.

Antonio couldn't keep the smile off his face as he thought back to every passing day that lead up to where they were at that moment. It was safe to say he found comfort in Danielle's presence and his only wish was that their getaway would never end.

Danielle stretched her body while a yawn slipped from her lips. Those big brown eyes fluttered open and she blushed at the beautiful (naked) sight of Antonio. Some days she couldn't believe that he was hers; that he wanted nobody else but her and all her flaws. Wasn't that amazing? A girl with the ugliest past gets whisked away to a beautiful location by the love of her life-- not some rapper, like she'd imagined she'd end up with, when she was growing up-- a clean, gentle, chivalrous businessman. He loved her with every beat of his heart and she still found it hard to believe sometimes. But, even with the doubt that tried to creep in and take her joy and self-awareness away sometimes, Danielle knew that there was nothing she wouldn't do for the man she was staring lovingly at in that moment.

"I'm hungry," were her first words to Antonio that morning.

He chuckled, taking joy in the sound of her raspy morning voice and that innocence. He wanted to tell her 'I told you so' because it had been her idea to skip dinner and "jump straight into dessert". How was he expected to turn down that offer when she showed up to the dinner table in a very sexy pair of black and gold coloured lingerie-- the whole push up bra and lace thong, and thigh high stockings held up by a garter belt combo. Not forgetting her Louboutin heels, her sweet smelling perfume and the fact that Antonio lost his mind to Danielle's Foxxy persona each and every time she purred.

So they did skip dinner that evening, and lunch hadn't been a priority either because Danielle had the time of her life at the beach (she made Antonio take pictures and videos of their experience to prove that point).

"What would you like for breakfast?" Antonio brought his hand to Danielle's face to gently push away a lock of hair that seemed to hide some of her features.

"I know what I want for pre-breakfast?" She smirked and traced her finger along Antonio's arm as to drop a hint.

He flashed her a smile, "you never get enough, do you?"

"Of you? Hell naw!"

Antonio chuckled and Danielle giggled in response. She brought herself towards him and placed a soft kiss on Antonio's soft lips, awaiting confirmation from him that this was what he wanted too. He deepened the kiss and cupped Danielle's face with his hand and she smiled against his lips. Danielle got on top of Antonio, straddling him. She shook her head, flipping her curls over her shoulders, and she heard a grunt from Antonio as he stared at her perky breasts with want.

"You can touch," Danielle took hold of one of Antonio's hands to place on her breast.

He groped and squeezed it then pinched the nipple, making Danielle hiss. She liked it. As she leaned down to kiss him, she also positioned herself onto his shaft and grinded on it to tease him. She could feel Antonio's pleasure rise, not only in the fact that he was hardening, she also could tell that this wouldn't be a morning of gentle loving. His fingers from his other hand dug into her butt cheek and his kisses were powerful and needing.