Sexy Berkeley

by Dani Lovell

  "Sleep well," Daniel says with a grin as they both head off towards the bedroom and close the door.

  "I'll just lock up and then I'll make the bed up," I say as I rise off the sofa, "are you ready to go to bed, Daniel?"

  "Of course, baby, I can't wait to have you under the covers, all to myself. But I don't want to go to sleep yet."

  "Me neither, I want tonight to last forever." Sounds a little dramatic, but it's so true.

  I lock the french doors and close the curtains before strolling back to the sofa where Daniel is sitting. He stands up and comes close, looking down at my face. "What would it take for me to convince you to come and live here?" he asks in all seriousness as he holds my hands in front of me.

  "Oh, Daniel. I wouldn't leave Bear's, or my family, and even if I did, we could go on another four dates and then decide we're not compatible!"

  "I sincerely doubt that, I wouldn't let you go without a fight, baby. But in this instance, sadly, I have to. You can't leave everything you have, just as I can't leave everything I have, here."

  "Especially not as we've known each other for no time at all. It's a great shame, if things were different, we could have had a wild time together."

  "You certainly drive me wild, baby," he says, sliding his hands around to my buttocks and leaning in for a kiss. When our bodies touch, as with always, an electric current runs beneath my skin and desire drives through my veins. I bend my knee, brushing my inner thigh against his side. He grabs it and pulls me against him, groaning as I press up against his erection. I'm ready to climb his body and ravage him.

  "Oh," I moan loudly, my insides waiting, impatiently. I'm hot and wet, and I need him inside me, filling me. The buzz behind my pubic bone spreads to my knees, toes, fingers... everywhere!

  "Oh, baby," he mumbles into my mouth, picking up the pace of the kiss and grinding against me. He quickly turns to sit on the sofa, taking me with him, straddling him. An expertly executed manoeuvre, because somehow, we're still kissing.

  I rise to my knees, either side of him and edge further forwards, lowering right against his cock. He feels so good, I grind forwards and backwards making him groan loudly, we're so in need of each other. My hands make their way down, in between my legs, to his waistband, where I unbutton and un-zip his chinos.

  Daniel gently pulls back from the kiss. "Stand up."

  I do as he says and he quickly follows, pulling down his chinos and swimming trunks. He removes his polo shirt so he is standing, completely naked, in front of me. His burning eyes gaze at me with such intensity, I'm surprised my clothes don't drop off of their own accord. He slowly sinks back into the sofa without taking his eyes off me. "Take your clothes off, slowly," he growls.

  He seems to have lost his manners, but it's very arousing and I want so much to turn him on as much as I am right now. I slowly lift my crop top over my head and drop it to the floor. Tugging on the hair band holding the top knot in place, I let my hair tumble down my back and over my shoulders, swaying my head sexily. I hook my thumbs into the top of my pyjama bottoms and very slowly glide them down so they float to the floor, leaving me nearly naked in my purple Hanky Pankys.

  "Stop," he murmurs as he sits forward, taking my hips in his hands. He runs his fingers along the wide lace 'v' on my belly and leans in to kiss my stomach. He opens his mouth and gently licks with each kiss making his way to my belly button, which he swirls his tongue around. A wave of heat works its way around my body and I close my eyes, savouring every moment of his exquisite touch. Gosh, how I want to let myself fall in love with this man, he's everything that I could ever wish for.

  I run my hands through his soft hair as he gently tugs on my knickers and pulls them down.

  "You're so beautiful, baby," he whispers, kissing from one hip bone, across to the other. He holds one hand on my hip and the other brushes up the inside of my leg, from my ankle to my thigh, and further. He strokes me, gently, still kissing my belly.

  I moan, needing something more but not wanting him to stop.

  He takes his hand away and raises it up to my face. "Suck my fingers, baby." I take them in my mouth and run my tongue around them, sucking gently. He withdraws them, slowly, before slipping them back in-between my legs. He lightly circles my clitoris, very gently and very slowly.

  My legs begin to quiver. "Oh, Daniel!" I cry, the feeling is incredible but I need him, need to feel him. "I need you, inside me," I whisper.

  Daniel groans and looks up at my face. "I want to be inside you, baby, so much." As he says it, he inserts two fingers inside me, painfully slowly and pushes them deep.

  "Oh, god..." I moan, my heart pounding in my chest.

  "Look at me, baby." I look down to see him watching me, observing the pleasure on my face. "You're so beautiful, I need to see you."

  He twists his fingers and circles them inside me, pushing deeply, brushing that all-important spot.

  "Oh, god Daniel. Please, I want to..."

  "What do you want?"

  "I... I want to..."

  "You want to sit on me, baby? You want to fuck me?" he whispers, seductively.

  "Uh huh... Oh..."

  He pushes into me again, deliciously slowly. Indulgently. "No." What? No? What do you mean, no?!

  "I don't want you to fuck me, baby. You know what I want." Oh.

  "Uh huh." I need him so much, I need to feel him, now. "Yes, I want to."

  "Say it, please, I need to hear it, I need you so much."

  "We can...l want to..."

  He kisses my belly again and I close my eyes, his fingers caressing me exquisitely.

  "I want to make love to you, Daniel," I whisper and I feel his smile on my skin. He slowly withdraws his fingers and pulls my hips forward so I fall astride him on my knees. He grasps my face with both of his hands and pulls me towards him. His kiss is meaningful, romantic, he is kissing me like it's the last time. I'm pretty sure we'll be kissing before he leaves for work tomorrow, but it feels like the last time for me, too.

  Full of emotion, every stroke of his tongue conveys a message, excitement, sorrow, fear, anticipation, lust... it's all there, and I feel and share each one. His hands smoothly glide from my buttocks to my neck, feeling every inch of me. My hands around Daniel's gorgeous neck, I wriggle forwards until I can feel him, twitching below me, he's so hot and hard. So ready.

  "Mmm," he moans, "you feel so good, you're so soft," he says reaching down to touch me, "and so wet, baby. You want me." He kisses my neck.

  "Of course I want you, I want you so much, Daniel."

  "You can have me, baby, always."

  A wave of sadness suddenly flows through me. No one has ever made me feel the way that he does. But tonight is the last time I will ever see him like this, touch his wonderful body, kiss his soft lips, look into his beautiful eyes.

  His sweet lips kissing my neck sends shivers down my spine, the lump in my throat rises and tears begin to pool in my eyes. I close them - in the hope that I can hide the emotional outburst that's beginning to take over - causing the tears to spill onto my cheeks. I rest my head on his shoulder as I wrap my arms around him. I want to feel him, I want him to be closer, nearer.

  I lift so that Daniel can position himself below me, and slowly lower myself onto him. It only adds to my emotion, it feels so good, so deep and intimate, I am closer to him, in this moment, than I'll ever be again.

  "Mmm, Bea," Daniel whispers, "you're so special."

  I lift slightly and lower myself again, grinding forwards. "Oh..." I moan, he feels so good, so deep inside me, every inch of him. I wrap my hand around his neck and pull his face to meet mine, my eyes still firmly shut.

  His tongue, gentle and sweet, he moves so slowly, one hand on my waist, the other wrapped around the back of my neck. I can only hope that his eyes are closed too, because the tears are still freely falling down my cheeks. I continue to move against him as he thrusts deeper, stretching me, it's deliciously painful. I feel the build up inside and know that
it won't be long until I climax around this beautiful man.

  I moan into the kiss, the emotion in my voice evident. I continue to drink in every intimate sensation, coming closer and closer. The energy swirls deep inside, preparing to explode. This is so slow, so moving, so beautiful. We're really making love.

  "Baby," Daniel whispers against my mouth.

  I drop my head onto his shoulder, eyes closed. Please don't look at me.

  "Baby, what's wrong?" Oh no.

  I shake my head against Daniel's shoulder and keep moving against him, I'm seconds away.

  "Please, don't cry, Bea."

  "Shh, please, don't," I whisper, gently.

  Daniel holds my face and kisses me deeply, his concern, so sweet in my most fragile of moments.

  "Daniel," I whisper quietly against is lips, resting my forehead against his, still clenching my eyes shut, "Oh, Daniel... oh..." It's here, the whirlwind of electricity, exploding around him. The tears pour down my face and I throw my head back, still holding Daniel's neck tightly and moan loudly. "Oh god, Daniel, make love to me."

  "Oh, baby," he says with a smooth, velvety voice, soothing my throbbing head. "I want to, always."

  A sob escapes my throat as I wind down from an incredibly, emotionally charged orgasm. Daniel's arms wrap tightly around me and I'm pressed against his chest. My hands around his back, under his arms, holding onto him for dear life.

  "Baby, are you ok?" His voice is so soothing, I could drift off to sleep, listening to him.

  I nod against his chest, "Mmm hmm."

  "Ok, will you tell me why you're upset?"

  I shake my head, I don't want to get into all the girly emotional shit.

  "Ok, baby. If you want to talk, I'm listening."

  "Thank you, Daniel. You're wonderful, I will miss you."

  "Shall we make the bed up? I want you in my arms, properly."

  I wipe my face dry and nod, pulling away from him.

  "Are you sure you're ok?"

  "I'm fine Daniel, it's just a combination of emotions and wine."

  He raises an eyebrow. "Whatever you say, sweetheart."

  I smile a very small, shy smile and look to the floor.

  "What?”

  "Nothing, you called me sweetheart, it's nice."

  Daniel appears to blush a little as he removes the cushions from the sofa.

  CHAPTER TEN

  WEDNESDAY 19TH SEPTEMBER

  That damn beeping is waking me up again, I'm so cosy and sleepy, I need sleep. Shh. I attempt to move and feel myself familiarly wrapped in Daniel's gorgeous, naked body. I'm reminded of our amazing evening last night.

  After the 'emotional sex', we spent the rest of the night, wrapped tightly in each other's arms, talking, kissing and making real, less emotionally-charged, love. It was the most delectable, romantic evening I think I have ever had. I'm sure it'll be etched in my memory, forever.

  I don't want to wake Daniel, I don't want him to leave. I have to though, or he'll be late for work. I wonder how on earth he gets himself up when he's alone, his alarm clearly doesn't do much for him.

  "Daniel, it's time to get up now," I whisper, gently, kissing the smooth chest that I'm pressed up against.

  "No," he grumbles, sleepily, cuddling me, tighter.

  "I don't want you to go, but you'll be late for work."

  "I want to stay with you, baby."

  "Me too." I squeeze him tightly and snuggle into his warm, welcoming body.

  "What time is it?" he groans.

  "I don't know, Daniel."

  "Let's stay here forever? Please?"

  I grin, lazily. "As much as I'd love to, you have to work today, and I have to return to England in a few days." Back to reality.

  "No," he says in a cute, stubborn voice.

  I groan, laying soft kisses all over his chest.

  "I'd better turn that fucking irritating alarm off," Daniel grumbles with a loud sigh. He slides away from me, and I feel empty already, watching as he walks over to switch the alarm off, before sitting on the side of the bed to pull his polo shirt over his head.

  "Oh, I was enjoying the view, I want to remember it." I pout.

  "Baby, I will remember last night for a very long time, you're one very special girl. It pains me to have to let you go."

  "Daniel, you're sweet. I don't want this either."

  "I know, baby. I think it's best if I just get dressed and go. No lingering or tea, I'll only find some excuse not to leave and it'll make it harder."

  "Like ripping off a plaster."

  "Plaster?"

  "Sorry, Band Aid."

  "Oh," Daniel chuckles, "yes, like that. Would you like help to make the bed, sweetheart?" He said it again!

  I smile. "No thank you, Sexy. I think I'll probably want to get back in it once you're gone."

  "Don't say that!" Daniel says, putting his face in his hands.

  "Daniel, I suggest you put your trousers on and clean your teeth so I can have a good, long kiss."

  "Yes, ma'am!" he responds and gets right to it.

  While he's in the bathroom, I get out of bed and find the lovely nightie that Daniel bought me and my long, silk dressing gown. I finish tying the bow just as Daniel walks out of the bathroom.

  "I'll just get my bits together, ok?" he asks, looking me up and down, hungrily.

  "Of course, I'll go and clean my teeth." I need to kiss him.

  When I get back, Daniel is standing by the door, holding his over-night bag. "Baby, I've got to go." He frowns and pouts. I walk directly over to him and kiss him, hard. He drops his bag to wrap his arms around me, needy, strong and fervent. His hands pressing against my body, he makes me feel so cherished. I touch every part of him that I can reach, his shoulders, his gorgeous neck, his soft hair, buttocks, chest, big strong arms... I need to know that I made the most of this last contact with my lovely, California man.

  Eventually, the kiss fades and we gaze at each other for a moment.

  "If you ever decide to re-locate, please, please come here and be with me?"

  I smile, gosh how this man has captured me. "I promise, and if you ever decide to re-locate, call me, I know a great place where you could crash for a really long time."

  "I promise, baby."

  "Well, I can see how this is going to go, so let's just get it over and done with, I'll walk you out."

  We stroll slowly around to the front of the house, and as we approach Daniel's car, I feel as though I've had a swift kick in the ribs. This is it.

  He opens the passenger door and tosses his bag in before leaning up against the side of the car. "Come here, baby."

  I rest against him and hold him tight. "I'm going to miss you, so much, Daniel. You mean an awful lot to me, even in such a short space of time."

  "Bea, you have no idea... Un jour, je viendrai à vous et vous faire le mien. Cela ne peut pas être pour toujours. Un jour, vous et moi serons ensemble et vous m'aimez comme je pense que je suis en amour avec vous, ma beau dame."

  "That sounded beautiful. What did you say?"

  "You really should learn to speak French, baby."

  "Ok, I'll get right to it."

  "I really don't want to go, but I have got to." He slides his fingers around my waist, inadvertently pulling my gown open a little, revealing the nightie. "Oh, god, Bea! What are you wearing that for? Don't you know what this is going to do to me?"

  I giggle, god bless this gorgeous man. "Sorry, Daniel, at least you can remember me in this." I grin.

  "I'll remember you in it, out of it, in hot bikinis, in a white dress and boots, in tight jeans and a baggy sweater in upper class... I'll remember everything, baby."

  He makes my smile broaden further. "You'd better get going, before I get in that car with you."

  "You, in my car, with that on? I'll have an erection all day."

  I laugh, leaning to kiss him slowly and gently on the lips, before brushing his pecks with my fingertips, and reluctantly stepping back.


  "I'll miss you, baby. Whoever gets to be with you is the luckiest guy on the planet."

  "Same goes for you, sexy."

  He climbs into his car and puts the roof down. "And try not to call anyone 'sexy', that's my name."

  "Are you going to stop calling girls 'baby'?"

  "I don't want to call anyone else, 'baby'. Only you."

  "Ok, then. 'Sexy' is yours."

  "Bye bye, baby."

  I don't want to say it. "Bye, Daniel. Take care."

  He waves, and before I know it, he's gone. I stand on Gemmas front garden in my dressing gown, staring at the spot where, just a moment ago, Daniel's car was parked. The tears tumble down my cheeks as I turn to walk back to the pool-house. Miserable, lost and empty. I'll never see that beautiful man, again. How can I never see him again? He's everything I could ever want, and so much more.

  Entering the pool-house, I completely ignore Tilly making tea in the kitchen, walk over to my bed and flop down, face first, weeping like a child.

  A hand rests softly on my head. "Bea, what's the matter, love? Come here." Tilly's voice is gentle and soothing. I sit up and lean against her as she puts her arm around me. "What's happened?"

  "He's gone."

  "Daniel? Right, to work?"

  "Yes, Til, he's gone to work, but I mean he's gone, for good. We said goodbye." I sniff loudly and wipe the tears from my cheeks.

  "But we're not going home for another four days, did you fight?"

  "No. We decided to end it, we can't have a relationship and are starting to have strong feelings for one another. So we thought we'd stop now, you know? Like ripping off a plaster... Band Aid..." and as I say those last words, I drop my face into my hands. "Oh... Tilly, I like him so much," I mutter through my hands.

  "I know you do, darling. Anyone can see that you have feelings for each other."

  "He's so kind, Tilly, and he's genuine, you know? He's not bull-shitting me all the time, or playing games like men usually do. He says he has strong feelings for me and I automatically believe him, instead of questioning his motives. How can I have found my perfect man over five thousand bloody miles away? It's not fair."

  "No, it's not, Bea. Listen, you'll find it at home, you'll see. You'll find someone just like Daniel who lives just down the road."