We barely reached Daniel’s penthouse with our clothes on, spending the whole time in his private elevator kissing and touching each other. I was incredibly aroused by the time we entered his bedroom and he pushed me down on his king size bed when he started ripping my clothes from me.

“I want you so much, Marissa. I couldn’t stop thinking about you or your sexy body these past few days.”

Our clothes were gone in no time, our heated bodies entangled as our kiss deepened. I couldn’t think of anything but getting him inside of me.

“Fuck me, Daniel. I need to feel you.”

“With pleasure,” he growled and rolled the condom onto his cock, already at my wet entrance.

He thrust every inch of his member deep into me, owning me. He started moving frenetically, each time hitting the wall of my womb, which made me drown in continuous waves of pleasure. The way he fucked me was raw and wild, making my pussy wetter with each passing second. The pressure built quickly in me, reaching its peak when he drove all the way inside while raising my hips, which sent him into me at a much better angle.

“Daniel! Ah!”

I thrashed against the mattress when my orgasm ripped through me, overcoming all my senses.

“You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, staring at me with adoration, and my throat closed up at seeing him like this. Before I could process what was going on with him, he rolled us over so that I was straddling him. He palmed my breasts, kneading them. “Ride me.”

I supported myself against his chest and began moving, fucking him like my life depended on it. I couldn’t stop, becoming crazy with need as I chased something that was beyond anything I’d known.

This was more than lust. This was so much more than this attraction that brought us together and made us forget all reason. I felt this on a much deeper level, which reinforced my feelings for him. There was no stopping for me after this, and I wasn’t sure that I even wanted this to stop. I didn’t care about the consequences or getting hurt—all that mattered was to be in Daniel Chisolm’s arms. To be his.

This time we came together, our moans filling the room as our eyes burned into each other. And that was when I knew it.

I’d fallen in love with him.

Daniel didn’t let me rest, which my limp body needed badly. Instead, he took me to his bathroom and pulled me into the shower. The hot water embraced my body and soothed its soreness, but that lasted for only a few seconds because Daniel reignited the fire in me when he began soaping me.

“I like when you’re touching me,” I muttered to him as I supported myself against the tiles, my legs quivering.

“You have such a perfect body, Marissa. You’re a work of art.” His eyes never stopped roaming all over my body, swallowing me as he admired each inch of me.

As soon as we rinsed each other off, he went down on his knees and buried his head into my pussy, his tongue darting out to meet my clit. I held onto the wall as he expertly played with me, letting me experience the most divine sensations. He worked me fast, ravaging my pulsating flesh that was becoming wetter from my juices, and I was climaxing hard, barely able to stay on my feet.

He didn’t stop, continuing to eat me as his fingers slid up my thigh and into my wet hole.

“Daniel! I’m too sensitive! I—”

He sucked my clit into my mouth fast, and it was actually good.

“Oh Daniel...”

My pussy was throbbing intensely now and my legs threatening to give out. He surprised me when he grabbed my thighs and pulled them over his shoulders, standing up.

“Oh God.”

“Hold onto me and don’t let go,” he growled into my pussy before he continued his assault.

The thrill of being suspended in the air like this set my insides on fire, so when his tongue slid into my pussy, I was ready to burst into the strongest orgasm yet. His tongue was everywhere, tasting me, probing me, caressing me, and I neared the edge...

He didn’t let me come, though, choosing to taunt me this time as he kept bringing me to the edge only to stop when I was too damn close to it.

“Please, Daniel. Please, please, please. Let me come.”

It was like I wasn’t myself anymore. It was like he hadn’t already fed me with so many orgasms, and my body begged for the one that eluded me.

After what seemed like forever, he finally let me come, breaking me into thousand pieces when the orgasm exploded in me, continuing in never-ending strong waves... He licked me a few more times, which activated another orgasm that started immediately after the previous one. I was barely able to breathe, screaming his name ceaselessly until the pleasure subdued.

He carried me to his room and placed me on his bed. I was in a daze as I watched him go to his wardrobe and take a pair of handcuffs from the drawer, to which my pussy convulsed in response, my mind filling with erotic images. Was he going to handcuff me?

“I’ve been fantasizing about this a lot,” he said, returning to me, and moved me to my fours. His hand slid down my back, following my spine, and over my ass. “I just love your body. You’re so hot, Marissa.”

“Please, Daniel.” I wiggled my butt, teasing him.

He groaned, stroking my backside with his warm hand. “Please what? You have to tell me precisely what you need, sweetheart.”

“Fuck me. I need your cock deep inside of me.”

His chuckle made me shiver, his hand playing with my puffy outer lips. “And you’re going to get it. Now kneel.”

I did what he’d told me to do and let him cuff me to the headboard, positioning himself right behind me. He slipped the condom on his huge cock and pressed himself against my ass, moving in between my asscheeks. His hands skimmed over my butt slowly, showing me just how much he liked it.

“Your ass is perfect. Everything about you is perfect, Marissa.”

His words made me melt, strengthening the feelings for him that were brewing deep inside of me.

“Thank you, Daniel.”

“You don’t need to thank me. I’m just telling you how I feel. Everything is different with you. You’re different. And I’m enjoying each second spent with you.”

He took his cock into his hand and slid its tip all over my pussy, teasing me, and juices poured out of me. We moaned together when he eased into me and began his steady pace, his hands tracing my waist and stomach on their way to my breasts.

“So wet and ready for me. The way you make me feel... I can’t even explain it.”

I clung to his words desperately, hoping this was a step forward for us. If he felt this way with me, maybe there was a chance that one day he could fall for me and gradually solve his issues.

I wished I could touch him. I pushed against the cuffs, getting wetter because I couldn’t do what I wanted. He held me against his chest as he twisted my nipples and nibbled my neck, which would probably leave marks, but I didn’t mind it. In fact, I wanted him to mark me as his. I needed a reminder of this amazing night that had turned into so much more despite how it had all started.

Our bodies crashed against each other, our hips meeting in frenzy, and soon my pleasure reached the highest point once more. I cried out his name as he continued to pound into me through my climax, weakening my body that wasn’t even nearly satiated. I needed Daniel—I needed this—so I happily embraced it, letting him take me to the heights that were getting carved into my mind forever.

One more orgasm later, he followed, emptying his balls when he buried himself deep inside of me, and the twitches of his cock triggered another small orgasm that consumed what little energy I’d had left. He held me in his arms until we both calmed down, enjoying our afterglow in pleasant silence.

He un-cuffed me and went to dispose of the used condom before he made us lie down next to each other with my head on his shoulder.

“That was epic, Daniel,” I muttered and pulled the sheets over us. I was exhausted, a yawn escaping my lips when I closed my eyes. “You said that you feel something when you’re with me, but the same goes for me. You’re making me feel things that I’ve never known were even possible. It’s…it’s special.”

He caressed my hair slowly, his other hand holding me around my waist. “I was thinking exactly the same thing. It’s special, and I can’t even explain to you what this means to me. I’ve gotten so used to one night stands, that I never even wanted to fuck one girl more than once, but everything is different with you. It’s like it’s never enough, no matter how many times I sleep with you.”

“This makes me soooo happy,” I muttered, slowly drifting into the world of dreams. The warmth and nearness of his body soothed me, and I wished we could stay like this forever.

“Sleep tight, angel.” He kissed my forehead. “And don’t be surprised if I wake you up in the middle of the night with my cock inside of you.”

I giggled, and everything gradually turned dark. I wished nothing more than to be woken up just like that.