Sexy Berkeley

by Dani Lovell

  I hold the pie to the side of me as Daniel moves one hand up and under my hair to the back of my neck, and the other down to my bottom. His tongue slow and precise. I'm completely lost. No one will ever compare to this, Daniel's kiss, his ability to transport me to another universe, just him. He's... Oh god. This is bad.

  I lower the plate to the counter at my side, needing to touch, to curl my hands around his gorgeous neck and try, if possible, to deepen the kiss further. We up the tempo, moaning and sighing with pleasure. He brings his hands to my front and slowly starts to undo the buttons of my dress. Unbuckling my belt, he lets it drop to the floor, continuing with the lower buttons, still immersed in this hot, lascivious kiss.

  When my dress is open, he slides it off my shoulders, sending it floating to the floor. He pulls me into him tightly and starts to slow the kiss, our breathing rapid, lustful. He gazes into my eyes for a moment before stepping back. "I need to see you... Now, that was the best purchase I've made all year, and I've made a few. You look so desirable, beautiful," he says, still exploring me with his eyes, his mouth slightly ajar. "Although, now that I've seen you in it, I do have one small request."

  "Oh really? What's that?" I ask, intrigued.

  "Don't let anyone else see you in it. I want this view to be mine, just mine."

  I mull it over for a moment, amused. "Ok, since you were lovely enough to buy it for me, I'll agree to that." I look Daniel in the eye and run my tongue along my top teeth. "So, tonight, in your nightie, I'm yours. What will you do with me?"

  He comes close again, fire in his eyes, running his hand up my thigh, pushing his body against me. He brushes the side of my face with his and whispers in my ear. "I know exactly what I'll do with you, if you'll let me."Game on.

  "Help yourself." I grin and then giggle loudly as he lifts me off my feet, squeezing me, and carries me, effortlessly, through to the living area, putting me down on my feet by the sofa.

  "Let's get this bed made," he says, his eyes twinkling with excitement.

  A few moments later, I have the bed made to perfection, and I look over at Daniel, leaning against the wall, watching me. "To your satisfaction?" I ask sweetly.

  "Fuck," he says, shaking his head as he practically sprints towards me. His hands slide around me and his lips are on mine, again. I unbutton his waist jacket at top speed, and with that on the floor, I pull his shirt out of his trousers and start to remove his tie.

  He pulls away. "Let me," he croaks, breathlessly.

  I let go and crawl onto the bed, watching as he empties his pockets onto the coffee table and swiftly removes the rest of his clothes. And there he is. This glorious sex god looking absolutely fucking incredible in the buff, standing right before me with a whopping, great boner. He walks to the light switch and turns it off, leaving just the dim light from the kitchen.

  Crawling up my body, he straddles me, hovering over me on his elbows. "You look delicious, Beatrice." He says, looking quite edible, himself. He lowers his body to mine, careful not to squash me, and brushes his lips against mine. My eyes close in anticipation, and he runs his tongue along my top lip.

  "Mmm," I moan, he's hardly touching me but it's so good, I can feel his hardness digging into my thigh, it's arousing to say the least.

  He sucks my lip and I moan again. "You like that?"

  "Uh huh," I respond in a whisper.

  "Me too. I want you." He continues to suck my lip and soon turns it into a deep, erotic kiss.

  My fingers trace the outline of his shoulder blades and run down the muscles at his sides. He's so strong and perfectly shaped, I love the feel of his firmness under his silky smooth skin.

  With one hand in my hair, cupping my head, and the other at the small of my back underneath me, he rolls to the side, taking me with him so I end up on top. With his tongue still enticingly caressing mine, I raise my bottom and bring my knees up to his sides.

  I pull away and sit up on him, against his erection, placing my hands on his gloriously toned abs. I gaze down at him, smiling. "You're hot, Berkeley."

  "You're hotter, Hart," he responds, running his masculine fingers up and down my thighs.

  I raise an eyebrow and smirk, edging slowly backwards, down his legs. His erection springs free from underneath me and I hold him in my hand, squeezing gently.

  Daniel groans and whispers, "I want to be inside you, baby."

  I move my hand slowly, up and down, twisting ever so slightly around the tip. "You want to fuck me, Daniel?" I ask, my voice low and sultry.

  He smiles, surprised by my frankness. "Nicely put. Yes, I want to fuck you, so badly." He draws in a breath through pursed lips. I hold my hair to one side and lean down slowly, seductively looking up through my lashes into his eyes. I indulgently lick the tip of his cock.

  "Oh, god," he moans. I lick his tip again and then kiss it before taking it into my mouth and slowly sucking on him. He raises his hips as he drops his head back into the pillow. With my hand at the base, I take in his tip again and continue down further, taking in as much of him as I can.

  I pick up the pace and suck hard whilst swirling my tongue around his tip, my hand following the rhythm, up and down on his hardness. "Mmm," I moan as I taste him and enjoy the feel of his silky skin on my tongue. It's so good. I try to take all of him but he's too big, and gagging in the middle of such a moment probably wouldn't be a huge turn on, so I stop trying.

  I pick up the pace even further so my hand and mouth are simultaneously pumping Daniel's hard cock, while he pants and groans in pleasure.

  "Stop," he moans.

  I slowly take him from my mouth to respond, "No." I drag my tongue from his base to the tip, slowly, thoroughly enjoying myself.

  "I don't want to..." he reaches down and cups my head in his hands, "come here."

  I crawl up to him until our noses are touching and he curls his hand around the side of my face. "You're really... amazing at that," he says, smiling cutely.

  "I really enjoyed it, I'd like to carry on," I reply, feeling quite surprised by how much I enjoyed it. I'm not really much of a 'bj' person, normally.

  "No, I don't want to come yet and you're making me real close. I want to come inside you... somewhere else. You look so hot in this," he tugs the fabric of the nightie, "I want you so bad." He brings my head down so my lips meet his, and we are immediately caught in a wild, fervent kiss again, his need apparent.

  He rolls over again, taking me with him. My fingers are in his hair, playing, pulling. My legs wrap around him, inviting him, and he lowers his lips to my neck. He trails his hand slowly down my body to the hem of my nightie, and pushes it up to my waist, hooking his fingers into my lace knickers. I untangle my legs from around him and wiggle my hips to help him free me of the underwear.

  He slides down to the end of the bed and runs his hand down one leg, pulling the knickers with him, before slipping my shoes off. He drops my knickers to the floor, making his way back up my body, slowly, stopping to gaze down at my lady garden on the way. Oh god, how embarrassing... must he stare at it like that?

  "Bea, you're so beautiful. You look after your body, I like that."

  I suppose I do, I'm not one to have a great, overgrown bush, so yes, it's neat and tidy.

  He leans down and kisses just below my small landing strip. I'm still very shy with him gazing at my bits and bobs like that, but luckily he doesn't linger and moves up to my face. I wrap my legs around his waist again, open and so ready for him.

  He looks into my eyes before planting soft kisses all over my face. My heart thumps in my chest and I want, desperately, to close the distance between our wanting bodies. My hands travel up his strong, muscular arms and rest on his shoulders. God I love this part of his body. Mind you, all of him is pretty spectacular.

  "You're incredible," he whispers in my ear, between kisses. He lowers his body to mine and reaches down to stroke my clitoris, gently. I gasp as he moves his fingers lower and pushes two inside me, gently.

  "O
h!" I cry as I arch my back and my chest collides with his. Desperate for more, my insides are melting, tingles rushing all over my body.

  "You want me," he whispers.

  "Yes, Daniel, so much." I need him. Now.

  "I want you too, all the time, ever since the first moment I saw you," he murmurs in my ear.

  He gently slips his fingers out of me and guides himself to my entrance. Just the feel of his tip, pushing against me is enough to make me cry out loud in pleasure. He slowly and sweetly eases into me, pushing himself deep, stretching me, filling me completely.

  "Oh god! Daniel!" I cry. It's exquisite, nothing else matters right now, nothing but Daniel and the ecstasy of feeling him move inside me.

  "Oh, baby," he growls, "I need you." He flexes his hips and grinds into me again, the heat darts through my veins, the shuddering inside coming all too soon. He continues to grind into me, again and again, harder, stronger. I moan over and over, this feeling is... I've never felt this... oh god, I can't think straight.

  "Daniel, oh, Daniel!"

  "I love you saying my name like that, baby."

  My feet are tensing, my toes curling tightly, the waves imminent and it's coming, strong and hard, and far too quickly! I tighten my legs around his waist, squeezing him firmly. "Daniel! Uh huh, Daniel, Daniel, Daniel! Oh god!" I shout, panting between each word, burying my head in his shoulder, my arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and the waves erupt into an almighty, over powering, explosion inside me. I sink my teeth into the flesh on his shoulder, my nails digging into his back.

  "Baby, yes... Bea... fuck!" he growls as he thrusts into me rigorously. Deliciously.

  Our bodies lay tangled together, hot and sweaty, our breathing rapid, and I can feel his heart thumping through his chest into mine. I soon realise that my nails are still wedged into the skin of his shoulders.

  "Oh god, I'm sorry," I say, breathlessly, "did I hurt you?"

  "No, you didn't hurt me, don't worry about that, baby. That was phenomenal." He raises his head and smiles at me, his eyes sparkling.

  "Oh, it was... " I'm in a daze, that has left me speechless, dumb-struck. I've never had orgasms so intense in all my life. How does he do that? I look up at his gorgeous face, his handsome features, and smile at him. I like him so much, I'm in my element laying here, underneath him after such an incredible sex session. I'm forgetting that I can't like him, that I can't fall for him. Right now, all I want to do is savour the feeling and enjoy every second of it while I can.

  "Daniel," I say, huskily.

  "Yes, baby?"

  "Daniel, Daniel, Daniel, Daniel... You like me saying your name?" I smile broadly.

  He beams. "Yes, I like it a lot, you make it sound so... sexy."

  "Well, fancy that, Daniel, Daniel, Daniel."

  "Again, again!" he laughs. He plants kisses from my neck up to my mouth. Having the full attention of this sensational man is something to treasure. He's so caring and kind but also wildly sexy and powerful, and a whole new experience in bed. He seems to be able to press buttons that have previously been completely ignored.

  Daniel suddenly stills, he raises his head and stares at me like he's seen a ghost.

  "Daniel? What's the matter? Are you ok?"

  "Fuck, Bea, we, um... we didn't use anything." Oh Shit. Whoops.

  "Oh god, how did we forget that?"

  He looks really concerned. I feel such a fool, what if he has some god-awful disease or something? I'm sure he hasn't but what if? You can never be sure.

  "Daniel, you don't need to worry about babies or anything, I'm on the pill, I have been for years. Also, I don't have anything... you know. I have recently been to the... you know. For a... you know. I feel such a fool though. Shit, how careless."

  The colour appears back in his cheeks, he visibly relaxes. "Oh no, Bea, I've been tested recently, Luke goes all the time so I go with him occasionally, so we're all ok there." Phew! "Babies were my main concern, although that does sound very naive, you never know do you?" he says, relieved.

  "No, you don't, so just as well for us that we're both in the clear. And no, no babies on the horizon. As beautiful as your babies would be, I don't really fancy trying out the whole pregnancy/motherhood thing just yet."

  "So I can get back to nibbling your neck then?"

  "Nibble away, Daniel, nibble away."

  He grins. "As much as I love this nightgown, I think I've seen enough, I want you out of it."

  "Oh," I pout, "but I'm not allowed to wear it again."

  "I didn't say you couldn't wear it again, just not for another guy. I don't like the thought of anyone else seeing you in it."

  "Ok, I'll have to wear it when I'm all alone, thinking of you."

  "I'd rather be there with you, but if I can't be, yes. And take a picture and send it to me... please?" He's so adorable!

  "I think I can manage that... Daniel," I say, emphasising his name. "If you'll excuse me for a moment, nature calls." I wriggle underneath him to free myself.

  "Of course," he says, rolling onto his side, "don't be too long, baby."

  I stroll to the bathroom and close the door. I love that he calls me 'baby'.

  I do what I need to do and wash my hands. Looking in the mirror, I notice how healthy I look, flushed and glowing. 'Daniel sex' and California must be agreeing with me. I decide to take off the nightie and surprise Daniel with naked Bea. I'm not usually comfortable with my naked body but what the hell, I'm doing lots of things I'm not usually comfortable with at the moment, and it's not exactly brightly lit out there.

  When I step out of the bathroom, Daniel is sitting up under the duvet, looking gorgeous. I'd prefer if he wasn't covered so that I could have a good look at his naked body, but never mind, I'll look forward to joining him under there shortly. He turns to look in my direction and his mouth drops open when he sees me. His eyes slowly travel from my head, to my feet and back again as I slowly walk towards the bed.

  "Would you like a drink, Daniel?" I ask casually, as if I walk around with no clothes on all the time.

  "I... um... yes please."

  "Wine? Water? Fizzy pop or 'soda' as you'd call it?"

  "Water please," he replies, his eyes still fixed on my naked body.

  I collect his empty margarita glass and waltz into the kitchen to put it in the sink before taking two bottles of water from the fridge. A huge grin spreads across my face. I try my hardest to regain the sexy, impassive look that I managed in the living room, but I'm having difficulty, I'm just not that cool in real life. I put the water on a tray with the key lime pie and doughnuts and make my way back into the lounge.

  "I thought you might like some dessert now, we became somewhat 'preoccupied' earlier."

  "Great idea, won't you join me?" He pats his hand on the bed.

  "I'd love to." I put the tray down on the coffee table and pick up a bottle of water for Daniel. I walk around to his side of the bed and bend to offer it to him. "Your water, sir."

  "Why, thank you, Miss. Actually, there is just one more thing, while you're there."

  "Oh?" I ask, standing upright. He puts his bottle down and rests his hands on my hips. He leans forward and lays soft, wet kisses all over my bare tummy. Butterflies flutter yet again and my knees start to feel weak. I run my fingers through his hair and close my eyes. He slows and puts his ear to my stomach. I look down at him, confused. What the hell is he doing? "Hello?" He knocks on my hip bone with his knuckles. "Hello? Anyone there?" He puts his ear to my belly again as I laugh.

  "No, sounds pretty good to me. That's definitely a 'bun free' oven, right there," he says as he lays one more kiss just under my belly button and releases me. "I think we're safe to do that again," he adds with a cheeky smile.

  As I slide under the covers, next to him, he leans across and kisses me. "You really are beautiful," he whispers.

  "Thank you," I say, shyly, tucking my hair behind my ear.

  "Would you like a bite of doughnut, beautiful?"

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sp; I smile. "Yes, please."

  He takes a doughnut, dunks it in the chocolate sauce and lifts it to my mouth, holding his other hand underneath it to catch any drips.

  I open my mouth and take a bite. "Mmm," I moan, covering my mouth with my fingertips, "that's amazing!"

  "I know, right? I've had these before. Want to try the pie?"

  I wait to finish my mouthful before responding. "Ok, just a little taste please."

  He uses the fork to slice a piece off and brings it to my mouth.

  "Mmm, that too, wow."

  Daniel has a forkful and frowns as he nods in agreement. "They do great desserts. They do great everything, there."

  "Yes, they do, Daniel, dinner was fabulous. Thank you again, I had a lovely time."

  "You're welcome, Bea. I'm still having a lovely time."

  "Well, yes, me too."

  I watch as Daniel dunks his forefinger into the pot of chocolate, looks messy. He lifts his hand and again, holds his other beneath it to protect the bed from drips. He surprises me by bringing it over to my lips. "Open," he says, and I do as I'm told. He puts his finger in my mouth and I close down on it, sucking gently. I grab hold of his hand to keep it in place while I swirl my tongue around, the way I did with his cock. I look up at his face and he smiles, sexily at me.

  "Mmm..." I pull his finger from my mouth and lick it slowly.

  "Well, Bea, I think it's safe to say that you enjoyed that. Lay down, baby."

  I slink down in the bed and he pulls the duvet down, exposing my torso. He leans down to place the tray on the floor, emerging with the pot of chocolate sauce and straddles me, swiftly.

  "I want you to put your finger in the chocolate and then put it on your body."

  "Where?"

  "Wherever you want me to lick it off." His mouth curls into a sexy, ardent smile.

  I slowly dunk my middle finger into the chocolate, Daniel watching eagerly as I trail it down the middle of my chest, between my breasts. I dab the remainder on my lips, finding it torturous not to lick it off.