Deep Within Me

An Irresistible Urge

Ashton awoke to the sound of the birds chirping. She sat up in bed and slid her legs off the left side of the bed, careful to not wake her sleeping husband. Daniel was a kind man. He had sweet, dark brown hair that swayed to the side and his piercing blue eyes could stop a truck. His beard was as handsome as his chiseled body- which looked best on top of you. 

Ashton peered over her shoulder at him sleeping peacefully and smiled. She walked down the stairs, admiring the rich, new place. She loved his paint choice. She brewed a pot of coffee and pulled out the eggs and bacon from the fridge. She cracked a few eggs over the pan and placed the bacon in the pan, turning the burner on slowly. It clicked in response. She headed to the cupboard and pulled out some seasoning and put some bread in the toaster. She sprinkled some of her favorite spices over the eggs and walked over to the large sliding glass door of their apartment and opened it. She admired the view from the patio. Daniel came behind her and laid his head on her shoulder and wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Hey, beautiful," he whispered in her ear, slowly moving her red, short hair behind her right ear. "Enjoying the view?"

"Yes, actually," Ashton always knew she could keep up a tease, but that was when she had work to do. She had a week off from work for their honeymoon. They had gotten married the night prior and had plans for their flight to the Bahamas that afternoon. "I'm making breakfast," she turned to face him and walked towards the stove.

"Eggs. My favorite."

"I know," Ashton flipped the first egg and then the second. She turned to face him for a kiss. He wasn't wearing a shirt, so she paused to look at the view. She rubbed her hands down his biceps and gave them a squeeze. Daniel immediately went for a kiss. 

Mmm. Man candy. She thought to herself. She pulled away from the kiss slowly, and Daniel proceeded to bite her lower lip. Damn, he was hot. 

They both jumped from the toast popping out of the toaster. They laughed a little to themselves. Ashton plated the food and they both sat out on the patio to enjoy it, "we have three hours before we need to leave, but we're both already packed. Oh, what to do with the time..."

Ashton smirked and tried to hide it behind his napkin, "oh, I can think of a few things."

"Why don't you show me?" Ashton lifted her eyebrow and smiled at him.

They cleaned up their breakfast and headed upstairs. Ashton grabbed her towel from the hook outside the bathroom and gestured at Daniel suggestively. He couldn't hide his smirk anymore. He paced towards her, sliding his hands down her hips, and lifted her up, making sure to grab her ass a little tighter than usual. Ashton moaned in response. Daniel moved them to the bathroom and sat her on the sink. A short 5'4", Daniel could easily tower over her at 6'1". He slid off her panties, his tongue nearly in the back of her throat, and turned on the shower. It hissed with steam. Daniel began by putting soap in her hair and massaging. He reached the back of her head and pulled on her hair, shoving her against the shower wall. Ashton flinched at the hot-to-cold difference of the wall and her back. Daniel moved into her face and his eyes flicked from hers to her lips. He squeezed her against him. Daniel moved to her neck and began kissing her neck, careful to not leave any marks. Daniel explored further down her hips until he was inside her, Ashton gripping his back with pleasure.

When they were finished, Daniel and Ashton picked out their sophisticated outfits and Ashton began putting on her makeup. 

"No, baby, don't use concealer or any of that. I love your freckles. They bring out your eyes."

"So does brown eyeshadow. See," she dotted her eyelids with a light brown and then dark brown dust, creating a beautiful gradient. Daniel laughed lightly. He reached for his suit and put it on, heading to the bathroom to fix it and style his hair. Ashton finished her makeup and put a tight-fitting, red dress on. She sprayed her hair with heat-protectant and began curling her hair. Daniel returned to the bedroom to spray some of his favorite cologne and set down Ashton's favorite perfume next to her, barely out of reach from an accidental elbow, "thank you, baby," she whispered. Daniel nodded in response. 

Daniel walked down the steps to the elevator with two suitcases and set them down. He heard Ashton's phone ring and paused. He came up the steps again and put on his shoes to find Ashton completely dressed and on the phone, laughing.

"Oh, Melody. You never seize to make me laugh." She paused, then continued, "oh, of course, I'm wearing the dress you picked. It's gorgeous. So smooth. But, anyway, I have to go. I have a flight to catch. Yes, the private airline. Yes. Okay, I will, you too, darling. Bye, bye." Ashton ended the call and set her phone down, reapplying her red lipstick. 

"Where are your other bags?" Daniel asked.

"Oh, they're against my dresser." Daniel walked over, lifted up her bags, and gave Ashton a kiss on the cheek before leaving the room.

"I'm calling the service to come and carry our bags down to the limousine now. They should be up and ready to go in ten minutes."

"Okay, darling," Ashton replied seductively. Daniel obviously caught on to her hint and began checking her out. He set down the bags and placed his hands on her waist. He took notice of the smoothness of the fabric and started feeling her torso. He squeezed just above her hips and she gasped for air. He shoved her against the wall forcefully, flicking his eyes from her lips and back up, but he backed away and carried the bags down the stairs, just as before. The elevator dinged and a well-dressed man stepped in and placed the bags on a large cart. He smiled at Daniel.

"Good morning, Hardy. Beautiful day, isn't it?" Daniel made a quick conversation.

"Oh, yes. I wish you well on your honeymoon."

Ashton came walking from the living room towards the elevator and Hardy began checking her out. Daniel took notice and shooed the man to his duties. Daniel and Ashton began sweeping the house for any forgotten items and followed Hardy soon after. They entered the limousine and drove off, headed for the private airport in their hometown of Seattle, Washington.