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“Okay, first off, I might love you now, but your intentions for splitting them up in the beginning had little to do with Andries being immature and more to do with Roxie’s career choice, so don’t act like you’re some all-knowing soothsayer,” Dan replies back. I try to push away from him, but he holds on tight, kissing my neck until I’m laughing and limp against him once more, but apparently he isn’t done with the point he’s trying to make. “It’s not easy for your brother. He fell in love with a woman who is full of secrets and hides a lot of stuff from him. I could write a book explaining why they’re both responsible for the tough situation they are in right now, but it’s best to let them work it out. I have to trust that your brother will make the right choice in the end.”
It amazes me to hear Dan take up for Andries like this, after just doing the same for Roxanne. He isn’t taking sides at all, just holding everyone accountable and trying to get them to work things out instead of pointing fingers at one another. He’s not just loyal, he’s also protective of the ones he cares about, and I find myself so happy to be considered one of those people.
“You’ve got a point, but don’t expect me to admit to that often,” I breathe, snuggling closer to him and resuming the kiss.
It’s so nice to just languidly make out with him, unhurried, pressing my lips to all those places I adore about him throughout the day but have to resist touching. The line of the tendon in his neck, the curve of his jaw, and the dip in his throat are all areas I pay special attention to, loving the way he rumbles against me when I do so.
During a brief pause in our kissing, he says, “Tonight we have to celebrate.”
“Celebrate what?” I ask, hands pushing up under his shirt.
“Mostly the fact that your ex is gone,” he tells me, completely serious, and I can’t help but giggle again at how sincere he is.
“You know, things have been so crazy with Andries and Roxie that I haven’t really thought about him in hours. I sort of forgot he left,” I admit, a flash of the manila envelope in my luggage passing through my mind before I brush it away. “How do you want to celebrate?”
Now it’s Dan tracing kisses down my neck, making his way swiftly to my collarbone, where he swipes his tongue before replying, “You could spend the rest of the day in here with me.”
I let out a shuddering breath when his mouth is on me once more, but I thread my fingers through his hair, pulling so he has to look up at me. “Are you sure about that?”
Dan’s eyelids are heavy with lust as he nods, “Yes, I’m sure. Every other couple here is sleeping together, why not us?”
Well, because we aren’t a couple, my paranoid mind supplies. After all, it’s the truth, and as much as I want to spend time with Dan, I’m not ready to commit to a label right now. Especially when everyone is so on edge, and I don’t want to make any rash decisions that I might regret later.
But pointing that out will only hurt Dan, and he’s just been too amazing for me to do that to him right now. It’s a split second decision, but one that I’m sure about because it doesn’t go against any of the agreements I’ve made with myself about this relationship. It comes a little close, but I want this so badly, and I’m through denying myself all the time.
“I’d love to stay with you,” I tell him, throwing a leg over his so our bodies are flush together. “But only if you promise to make it the best use of my time.”
Dan grabs my chin between his thumb and forefinger, gazing deep into my eyes. “You won’t regret it,” he vows, and before I can respond, his lips are on mine and I’m floating away on the cloud of lust that always seems to follow the two of us around when we’re alone together.
I let Dan roll us until I’m under him, and it gives me the perfect opportunity to drag his damp t-shirt over his head and discard it somewhere to the side. His skin is so warm, and his skin has tanned bronze from all our time swimming this past week. When I arch up to plant kisses along his chest, fingers trailing up his sides, I think that he tastes just as hot as he feels.
Since he’s still in his swim shorts, it takes almost no effort to get them down his legs just enough that I can get my hands on his long, hard length. Dan hisses through his teeth, both in pleasure and frustration. I don’t think he expected me to be so needy since he’s got me underneath him, but I can’t help it.
I throw my arms around his neck and pull him down to me so we can kiss deeply while my hand works his shaft at an achingly slow pace. Feeling him twitch and thrust against my palm is making me wetter than I would have thought, but his pleasure makes me feel good, too. I love that I can please Dan and that he’s so helpless to my touch.
“I’m supposed to be ravishing you,” he murmurs against my lips, biting my bottom lip before licking away the small sting of pain. “You’re messing with my plan.”
“If I’m spending my day in here, then I think we have all the time in the world for me to ravish you.”
“Hmm. Fair point.”
He lets me keep stroking him, but that doesn’t mean Dan isn’t doing his damndest to distract me, pulling the straps of my romper down my shoulders until my tits are bare. When he sees that I’m not wearing a bra, I feel his cock pulse in my hand, and he curses a string of filthy words, before telling me, “If I had known you were braless all day I wouldn’t have waited this long to get you alone.” His voice is deep with lust, and he plumps my breasts with his hands before dipping his head down to suck one taut peak into his mouth, and then the other, alternating like this with little nips and sucks until I feel like I’m going to scream. Each touch of his lips and tongue makes me ache between my legs, and I rub my legs together to try and get some relief.
Dan pulls himself out of my grasp, and I make a small noise of complaint before his mouth is on mine again and I can complain no more. He’s thrusting against my still-clothed thigh, and I can feel the dampness of his precum through the thin fabric of the romper. He swipes his tongue against mine as if we’re doing battle, before breaking the kiss and tracing a path back to my nipples. I’m so sensitive now that I arch off the bed when he licks a slow circle around one, and now I’m the one pushing myself into him, hands in his hair as he drives me absolutely wild before he even gets the rest of my clothes off.
I don’t want to lose control just yet, but Dan’s clever tongue is making it hard to concentrate. I don’t know how it happens, but before I know it, he has both of my wrists pinned over my head with one of his hands while the other drags down my torso––only his fingertips touching me as he makes his way towards my aching pussy oh so slowly. Infuriatingly, he doesn’t even undress me all the way, stroking me over the romper once he reaches my hips. When his fingers graze my swollen pussy, I whimper, and he chuckles.
“I can feel how hot and wet you are already,” he tells me. “I can’t wait until I get your panties off so I can touch your bare pussy.”
An idea cuts through the haze of arousal, and suddenly I know how to take control of this situation once more. I smile wickedly, even though he’s not even looking at my face, and drop a bomb on him. “I’m not wearing panties, Dan. I haven’t been all day.”
He sucks in a harsh breath through his nose, pressing his cock into the skin of my hip as he does so. “Fuck, you little witch. You did that on purpose didn’t you?”
“Maybe,” I admit, squirming until he releases my wrists. Blessedly, he’s undressing me all the way, and the next time he stretches his body across mine, it’s skin to skin everywhere. “Maybe I wanted you to get me off in those gardens,” I gasp, eyes rolling back in my head when he finally touches me where I need him most, parting my folds and running a quick circle around my engorged clit.
“Next time just say the word,” he tells me, his voice just above a whisper. “Anywhere, anytime baby.”
“Now,” I demand, the world turning into a cry when he sinks a single finger, and then two, into me. “Get me offnow.”
