When they finally arrived in the bedroom, Sophie felt suddenly shy. Between her total nakedness, and the huge expanse of the bed in front of them, she suddenly felt the need to vault under the covers, to hide her body from him.
Daniel, somehow sensing her hesitation, pressed her back against his front, cradling her body in his powerful arms as they stared at the bed. "You are so beautiful, Sophie…" he said, nibbling on her earlobe, his fingers drawing lazy circles on her soft stomach. "So beautiful…" He pressed his lips to the back of her neck, making her shudder in his arms, which tightened around her, before shifting again to cup her aching breasts in his hands, his hips still snugged against hers.
Sophie felt herself melting not only at his touch, but at his words. He sounded almost… worshipful.
Slowly, slowly, he inched them forward to the bed until she turned in his arms, sitting down lightly on the edge. He smiled down at her, cupping her cheek in his warm hand, then turned, searching the room for a moment.
As Sophie clamored under the duvet, covering herself, she watched Daniel's progression around the room as he lit several candles she had stowed nearby in case a storm knocked the power out altogether. She smiled, a 'cat who got the canary' kind of smile, at his absolutely perfect body – sculpted abs, tight butt, long legs, bitable neck.
What the hell was a Greek Adonis doing in bed with a girl like her?
Moments later, Daniel joined her under the covers, pulling her close and kissing her softly, tenderly. "You okay?" he asked, sensing a change in her emotional state.
She looked up at him, smiling slightly. "I'll be better when…"
Daniel laughed, a deep, throaty laugh as he pulled her close to him again, skin against skin, lip to lip, all their bits and pieces touching and tangling together.
Sophie groaned as he began roaming across her body with his lips, pressing kisses against her breasts, her belly, and then lower, making her gasp and thrust her hips upwards. He touched and teased, tongued and tantalized, until Sophie caught his head in her hands, tugging on his long black hair, urging him on with the movements her body, rather than her voice. She screamed out his name with release, and his eyes sought hers, a small smile on his lips as he shifted from between her legs to look at her.
What felt like hours later, he traveled back up her body, staring into her eyes as he slowly covered her body with his, thrust into her, making her arch her back to meet him. Sophie finally had to close her eyes, unable to meet his hot, penetrating gaze – that look made her feel even more exposed than all the skin he had just seen.
His body continued to urge hers on, the candles across the room casting flickering shadows of their one form against the wall. Sophie finally cried out in exquisite pleasure, just as Daniel groaned his own release.
Gently, he rolled off of her, pulling her against him in one fluid movement, her head on his chest, their breaths ragged and labored.
"That was…"
"Yeah," Sophie agreed silkily. "That was."
Daniel laughed at her dreamy voice, and then his body stiffened. "Oh god, I just… I just realized that I didn't…"
Sophie cupped his chin with her hand, soothing him as she read his thoughts. "I'm on the pill, Danny. It's okay."
"I shouldn't have… oh, god, Sophie, I'm sorry. I'd never be that irresponsible… I just got caught up in the moment, and I couldn’t… I couldn't leave you alone. I've never…"
His voice drifted off, as though he were unable to finish the thought – at least, not yet.
I've never felt this way about someone before – never needed someone that badly before.
I've never lost my reserve that way before.
I've never been that inflamed for anyone before.
"It's okay," Sophie repeated, snuggling closer against him. "You can make it up to me, though…"
"Anything," Daniel said, tightening his arms around her, pressing his lips to her temple.
"Do it again."
Daniel laughed hoarsely. "Give me about five minutes, and my wish is your command, milady…"
Sophie grinned then, pressing a kiss to one perfectly formed pectoral, her tongue flicking out and across one nipple. "I'm holding you to that, sire." Daniel groaned as her wet tongue dragged across his hot skin, and Sophie nearly crowed at his submission to her.
"Now, about that riding crop of yours…"
Sophie giggled anew as Daniel slithered away from her, sneaking under the sheets, his mouth tickling the insides of her thighs, once again taking her breath away.
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