He released my hair and took my jaw against his palm. I stared up into his eyes waiting for him to say something. A couple seconds passed, and all we did was breathe. Then, as his hand twitched along my waist, he pulled my body against his and kissed me. It was abrupt at first, strong and full of intent. Then Daniel pulled away just as quick with a look of purpose in his eyes. It was like he was a wolf in the middle of the night hunting for survival, and I was his prey.
Just as quick, Daniel spun me around and held my back to his chest. His hands moved over me slowly, trailing down my lose dress as he worked it off. He pressed his cock against me as he moaned through my name. “Parvati, fuck, you’re fine.” His words traveled over my shoulder and into my ear with the heat of his breath. He left a love bite on my skin, nibbling softly as his lips tracked down my shoulder blade.
Reaching up to his neck, I wrapped my arm around him as he took hold of my breast. His fingers gave a gentle squeeze, then they effortlessly found my nipple for a quick flick. Daniel’s kisses were coming back up my neck now as he nudged my damp hair aside with his nose. I purred at his touch, and he responded by pressing himself into my backside. “Daniel,” I whispered.
“Like that?”
I shivered as he lowered the edge of my bra and touched my bare nipple. Squeezed between his warm fingers, I felt a surge of excitement run through me.
“Yes,” I hummed as I rolled my head back and closed my eyes. He continued to fondle me, strengthening his grasp as I bowed my back. He pressed his lips behind my ear, and I curled into him more. Kisses hard and soft sprinkled my skin, then a warm lick of his tongue got the edge of my ear. He nibbled, moaned, and tugged, and I melted into his arms.
My dress dropped off my chest and dangled around my waist. Daniel didn’t hesitate to unfasten my bra and pull it from my body. His hands now took hold of my breasts with a bit of force. In seconds, he had me spun back around to face him, and those dark eyes of his kept me silent. He watched me carefully as his hands wiggled my dress to the floor. It dropped in a soft pad of noise that was muffled by my beating heart.
He drew a grin at the sight of me. One hand cupped my breast as he leaned in for a taste. That dangerously hot tongue of his swirled my nipple and gave me a tender bite. I wiggled in his hands, but I dared not move. Not that I wanted to. He was in control of me with one look of those eyes, and I drank up every single sensation. I held my bottom lip tight between my teeth, muttering out an, “Oh, fuck,” which caught his attention immediately.
He chuckled, rubbing at his chin as he stood erect. He shook his head slowly, as if to say that I was too much for him. He wouldn’t stop watching me, examining me, and I couldn’t stop enjoying it. His gaze popped to the bed behind me. His bed. Satin taupe sheets, perfectly plush pillows. Sure, it was just like mine, but it would smell like him. Feel like him.
“Lie down,” he commanded. He gave another long lick to his lips, and I had no choice but to listen. Daniel was probably used to getting his way, and here I was helping him along. Well, I wasn’t some toy he could play around with.
I looked at the bed over my shoulder, then faced him quick and declared, “You go lie down.” The buzz of alcohol had me feeling pretty dizzy, but I kept my feet in place. One hand on his belt, and I was in control. For about two seconds.
Daniel grabbed my arms, and for a moment, we wrestled one another until he had me on my toes up against his chest. “You think you’re in charge?”
“Do you?” I laughed at him. He didn’t take it very well. His eyes narrowed as he tightened his grip, but I stayed perfectly still. “Come on, Daniel.” I stretched on my toes even higher until I was nearly breathing his air, and I mouthed, “Dry me off.” He growled out a breath, curling his lips as he tightened that mysterious gaze over me. Then before I could blink, he had backed me to the bed and laid me down. I was giggling in a fit.
“Fuck, girl, hold still!”
“Make me,” I dared him as I bucked and twisted in the bed. Shameless of me, really. My boobs were bouncing all over his face as he tried to get me still. I thought, why not have fun with him? He was so determined to tell me what to do, why not make it hard on him?