by Dani Lovell
"Fuck!" I groan, loudly, not expecting his sudden invasion, but it's oh so good. "Oh god, Daniel..."
"You like it?"
"I love it."
He thrusts over and over, the water thundering down on us, making our bodies hot and slippery. I wrap my arms tightly around his neck, playing with his hair as he presses his mouth on mine again. "Uh!" I cry into our kiss, his hard, wet cock sliding into me over and over again, his beautiful chest pressing against my hard nipples... Oh yes.
"Fuck, baby, you feel so good. ..." he groans.
Hearing him, feeling him, knowing he's about to...oh, oh yes.... the waves of ecstasy flood through my body and I grind my pelvis against him, bringing it on. "Oh yes... oh Daniel! Fuck!" I yell loudly, whimpering as I come hard, pulsating, convulsing, squeezing around him.
"Oh yes, Bea! I love you...so...much!" he shouts as he thrusts hard inside me one last time.
He kisses me again and slumps against me, against the wall. He slowly opens his eyes and rests his forehead against mine, panting. "Wow, that was unexpected."
"Uh huh," I reply with a broad grin, "it was delicious."
"You are incredible. I love you so much."
I giggle. "You tell me that a lot, I love you too."
He smiles and kisses my lips tenderly. "Let's get out, breakfast will be cold."
"Ok, I'm going to quickly finish showering, as I'm here. You have breakfast, it should still be warm if you're quick. There is a pot of tea on the table."
"You're amazing," he says with a quick kiss before he puts me down and gets out.
Soon after, showered and face applied, I stroll into the kitchen in my work uniform to find Daniel drinking his tea and reading yesterday's newspaper. I bend down and kiss him, subconsciously stroking his gorgeous broad shoulders over his crisp white shirt.
"Mmm, thank you for breakfast, baby. It was perfect. Yours will be cold now, though," he says as he pours me a fresh cup of tea from the pot. As he moves his arm, something shiny catches my eye, and I notice his shirt cuffs.
"Your bumble bees! You're wearing them!"
Daniel grins. "Of course I am, baby. I have worn them a lot."
"Did they remind you of me?"
"All the time. My dad is particularly fond of them, I bought him a pair of their lobster ones, I thought they were amusing and he loves lobster. I did notice, online, that they make cupcake cuff links too, I might put them on by birthday list, baby, as I have a newfound love of all things 'cake'," he says with a raised eyebrow and cute grin.
A shy smile spreads across my face as I sit and eat a little of my cold scrambled eggs on toast - which isn't actually that bad - and gaze at the view in front of me. "I will remember to have a look on their website when your birthday comes around. Oh..." It dawns on me. "When is your birthday? I can't believe I don't know that."
"You've got a while to save up, August seventeenth."
"Ok. Maybe Christmas then," I say, wondering if we'll still be in contact at Christmas.
Daniel's iPhone chimes and he looks at it before standing and putting his plate in the dishwasher. "Ok, baby, that's my car," he says, slipping into his suit jacket before strolling over to me, clutching my chin and bending to kiss me, sweetly. I can't help but enjoy this feeling of normal domesticity. This is what married couples do, this is what normal boyfriends and girlfriends do. I wish he could stay forever.
He pauses, gazing into my eyes. "I love you, baby. I can't wait to get home later. Have a great day." He kisses my nose and stands straight before I follow him to the door.
"I love you, too. Have a fruitful day at the office, dear, but don't get too much done, I don't want you to go home yet."
He chuckles before strolling down the corridor and disappearing down the stairs.
I head to work with a huge grin on my face, although that niggling feeling, reminding me that this isn't permanent, isn't far away. Knowing that I have a few more days of him, however, makes it that little bit easier to bear. I'm going to try to make the most of every moment that I have. Clare greets me with a huge hug when she arrives at work, and tells me how thrilled she is that I get to spend a few days with Daniel, knowing how miserable I've been.
"Darling, you might want to give Tilly a text or call though," she says, cautiously,
"I was just going to, why do you say that?"
"Well, I told her that Daniel had arrived yesterday and she went a bit funny, locked herself away in her room and I didn't hear or speak to her again. I didn't even see her this morning, I don't know whether she had left already or was still in her room when I left."
I feel awful. I should have told her that he was here, I was just so wrapped up in the excitement that I didn't even think about it. I grab my mobile and call her straight away.
"Hello?" She sounds dreadful.
"Hi, Til, you ok?"
"Yeah, you? I heard Daniel's here, how amazing. I can't wait to see him." I'm hearing the words, but I don't quite feel the conviction behind them, she sounds odd.
"Tilly, where are you? You not at work?"
"No, I'm not feeling too great today, I'm in bed."
"Oh I'm sorry, I hope I didn't wake you? What's up?"
"Just a horrid head ache, that's all. Had it for a couple of days and I needed a day away from the office to try to get back to normal."
"Ok, are you sure that's all?"
"Yes, I'm sure. I still feel a bit crappy and I'll be honest, I am a little jealous that your Daniel is here, but I really do have a shitty headache."
"I'm so sorry I didn't tell you yesterday, I got so side tracked..."
"Yeah, I'll just bet you did! No, don't worry about it, doll, I know exactly how that panned out and I would have done exactly the same!"
"Tilly, Daniel tried to get Luke to come too..."
She cuts me off before I manage to say another word. "Oh Christ, stop right there, Bea. You know I'm not in the same boat as you. I know he wouldn't have wanted to schlep all the way to the UK just to see some 'piece of ass' he shagged for a few days, and I don't want him here anyway, so don't do the whole 'pitying' thing, because I'm not having it."
"Uh, hang on, let me finish would you, please?"
She says nothing.
"Right, as I was saying, he tried to get Luke to come too, but Luke said that you wouldn't like him following you home and didn't want to force the situation on you. Probably didn't want to feel unwelcome, either, I imagine." I add, under my breath.
She says nothing, again and after a long pause she finally speaks. "Right... are you finished now?"
"Yes."
"Good. I don't need to hear it Bea, we had a great time, we're not going to have a relationship, I don't need to see him again. That's it, end of. Ok?"
"Ok, ok. Sorry, I just wanted you to know what he'd said. Please stop thinking it's all macho bullshit, Til, some men really are nice, you know."
"I know that, darling, and you've got one of those. I know Luke is nice, he's gorgeous and caring and... fuck, he's amazing, but he's not a one woman man and he's not after a relationship with me. I know this and I don't hold it against him because I get it, I've been there. But I don't need to stay in touch with him and remind myself that I want something else now, and he isn't the one to give it to me. So let's drop it, ok?"
"Ok. Sorry. I won't bring it up again, I just wanted you to know. Anyway, do you need us to get anything for you? I can nip to boots for some ibuprofen or something?"
"No, I'm stocked up, thanks Bea."
"Get better for my birthday, won't you?"
"I wouldn't miss it for the world. I really am looking forward to seeing Daniel, you know."
"Good, because he can't wait to see you either. Come over whenever you're feeling better, ok?"
"Ok, I'm going to have a sleep now."
"Alright then doll, feel better. Love you."
"Love you too. So much, Bea, you know that."
"I do, darling, call me anytime."
"Nig
ht night."
At lunch time, Clare nips out to get us all a sandwich, while I continue with some Halloween cakes for the window display. It's going to be great this year with all of the new bits from LA, even though we're a bit late. I can't wait to see it when it's finished. My phone chimes and I wash my hands of all the black sugar paste before I reach into my beautiful Chloe bag to pull it out. My stomach flips... why is it still doing that?
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Daniel 3 Oct 13:03
Hey, baby. You ok? I loved waking up with you this morning. Can't wait to see you later. It's weird texting you in the same time zone... The London office is great today, although I can't wait for the day to end so I can come home to you. How's work going? Xxxxx
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My grin almost hurts my face, it's so wide. I'm going home to my Daniel tonight! I'm going to make him something super-delicious for dinner. That's if he wants to stay in...
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3 Oct 13:09
Hi sexy ;-) my day is great thank you! I can't stop thinking about you, but that's ok because I get to come home to you tonight and make all my thoughts reality... I'm excited to see you. Do you want to go out for dinner? Or shall I put some sexy lingerie on and make us something special? ;-) (ILY, DYLM?) Xxx
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I sigh loudly with a huge smile and pirouette over to Marie and kiss her on the cheek. "You're doing a great job, keep it up."
She laughs at me. "Can you make this hunk of yours stay forever? I like this Bea."
I frown. "Is there something wrong with the other Bea?"
"Nothing at all, she's a lovely boss, but the one that came back from LA last week has been a real misery."
"I'm sorry about her, but beware, she'll be back next week. Make the most of this one."
She laughs and my mobile chimes again.
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Daniel 3 Oct 13:16
Of course ILY, do you really need to ask?! I LOVE BEATRICE HART. A LOT. Is that better, baby? I had thought about taking you out for dinner, but since you mentioned lingerie, I can't stop thinking about you cooking in one of those sexy purchases we made... I'll take option 2. I'm dribbling at my desk. I've got a meeting now, baby, I'll see you tonight, the driver said I'll get home at about 6:30. Enjoy your afternoon. I LOVE YOU.Xxxxxxxx
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3 Oct 13:22
I know YLM really :-) Ok, I'll make us a nice dinner. I'll dress 'appropriately'... Get a hanky and wipe up your dribble before your meeting. See you about 6:30 then, enjoy your day. Love you, sexy xxxxx
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Later on, I arrive home with bags of food shopping and head to the shower to wash off today's layer of sugar. I have about an hour until Daniel comes home and I want to be clean and super-sexy, with dinner at the table. I re-apply my make-up and spritz myself with Chloe, before choosing a nightie from the pile in my drawer. I'm thrilled that I'm getting to wear one at last. Instead of a traditional nightie, I decide to wear the super-sexy, black corset style slip that has sheer panels running below the bra cups, between the satin. It has suspenders so I add some black stockings and my black satin stilettos.
I only have a short while to get dinner ready before Daniel gets home so I wrap my silky robe around me and head to the kitchen where I kick off my shoes to cook. I open the wine to let it breathe and set the table elegantly before efficiently making a start on the food.
Not long after, my potatoes are beautifully whipped, my green beans are artfully stacked on the plates and my steaks are about to come out of the pan when the buzzer for the front door goes. Perfect timing. I pour the melted garlic butter into a tiny jug and put it on the table before I answer.
"Hello?"
"Honey, I'm home..." Daniel sings, making me laugh. I buzz the main door open and swiftly serve up the steaks. I ram the pans into the dishwasher and wipe the surfaces at double speed. I put the plates on the table, dim the lights and light the candles just as Daniel knocks on the door. I quickly slip my shoes on and throw my dressing gown behind the chair in the hall, before flicking my hair about and opening the door.
And there he is. Utterly gorgeous in his mega-expensive suit with a huge bunch of beautiful flowers in his arm. He stares at me, open mouthed as his eyes lick me from my head to my toes and back again. Uh huh, baby, soak it in, you're gonna get some of this tonight!
Daniel briefly snaps out of it to hurry into the apartment, slamming the door behind him. "Don't want any of your neighbours seeing you, baby, jeez," he says, "you're the hottest thing, and you're all mine. Come here." He drops his briefcase and reaches for me, wrapping his arm around my waist, pulling me against his chest with a thud. He leans down and takes my mouth with such animal force that my knees buckle and I want to totally forget dinner and make love right here, against the door. Finally, he releases me, taking another long look up and down my body. "I bought you these..." he hands me the beautiful flowers.
"Thank you Daniel, they're gorgeous."
"No, baby. You're gorgeous. Can we...?"
I giggle. "I'm afraid not, sir, dinner is served." I hold my hand out, gesturing towards the kitchen.
"Wow! That looks almost as good as you do, baby. You're spoiling me."
"You deserve to be spoiled," I say as I kiss him gently and return to the kitchen. Daniel removes his jacket and loosens his tie before we both sit.
"Wine, baby?" he asks as he picks up the bottle.
"Yes, please."
He pours the Temperanillo and raises his glass to toast. "To my outstandingly hot, sexy girlfriend, and the lingerie she's wearing. Thank you for dinner, baby."
"And to my gorgeous boyfriend, I love that you're here."
"Me too," he whispers before we both take a sip and tuck into our meal.
Daniel cleaned his plate, rejoicing how delicious everything was. We decided to have a break before dessert so retired to the lounge, where I lit a few more candles to continue the romantic ambience. Sitting together on the sofa, he kisses me gently on the lips. "Thank you, baby. Dinner was delicious and you look incredible, I can't wait to do things to you in that."
I smile and snuggle into him. "I look forward to it. Oh, before I forget..." I stand up again and walk into the hallway to my handbag, Daniel wolf whistling as I go.
"Christ, baby, your ass looks amazing in that thing, stockings are a hot look for you. Fuck, I'm a lucky guy."
"Lucky for a few days, anyway," I say, bringing us back to reality as I return to the sofa.
Daniel nods and then shakes his head, rolling his eyes, his demeanour changing to something less jovial. "Bea, you think you could stop doing that?" Whoa... he looks serious. Cross even.
"Doing what?"
"Stop that. Every time I say anything about us, you add some comment about how it's not forever and it's really getting to me."
"Sorry, Daniel, I just have to keep grounded about this, I can't get carried away. I know how hideous it was without you for the last couple of weeks and how hideous it's going to be, again, when you leave. It isn't forever, Daniel, you know it can't be that way so why pretend it is? I don't know how many times I have to say it, I do not want a long distance relationship."
"What do you think this is, if not a long distance relationship, for god’s sake? Neither of us wants anyone else, heck, we love each other, Bea! This is what a long distance relationship is."
Oh fuck it. How did we suddenly go from a gorgeous, romantic evening, to a barney? I sit back down next to him, feeling quite awkward and rather uncomfortable wearing this revealing outfit during an argument.
I look up at his face, he's so serious. "I understand that, and yes, I suppose this is a 'type' of long distance relationship, but I refuse to be heartbroken every single day that I'm not with you, waiting for the 'once in a blue moon trip' when you come here on business. Neither of us has met anyone else yet because there hasn't been any time to, but when we've been apart for months, we are both going to feel the strain of having a partner we never see. Love or no love. What's to
say you won't find a great girl who would be perfect for you? You'd throw that away because you have me, in England? Unable to touch me, see me? Or of course you wouldn't throw it away and would end up breaking up with me anyway."
"Baby, you're so negative. Firstly, you're that perfect girl for me, I've never met anyone more perfect and don't think I ever will again. Secondly, why can't you have a ray of hope for the future? Why don't you think that, maybe, we'll find a solution? And you're the one who says I can only come when I'm on business, I'd come more often if you let me."
"I'm not negative, I'm realistic, Daniel, and as for your trips over here, you still wouldn't be able to take that much time off work, to make it often enough for me to miss you less."
"Well, we'll see. We'll talk about this again, let's try to get back on track and enjoy this romantic night, huh?"
"Ok, but I really don't see what's going to change between now, and our next conversation."
"Bea!" he says with exasperation, "I'm just trying to come back from an argument, ok?"
"Ok," I respond, nodding and looking at my hands in my lap, still feeling stupid in this bloody corset thing and stockings.
"Oh, here." I hold out my hand to Daniel and deposit a set of keys into his. "They are spare keys to my apartment, to use while you're here. I asked my mum to drop them at the shop earlier. You might need them."
He looks at me and smiles. "Thank you for thinking of me. I'm sorry, baby, I just want to feel like a normal couple, I suppose."
"I know. I'm sorry I'm not more positive, I just need to protect myself. Leaving you and being apart hurt so much, I'm not sure how many times I can go through that."
"Ok. Let's forget it, for now... Baby?"
"Yes?"
He leans forward, to put the keys and his wine on the coffee table and the then turns back to me, holding my chin and gently kisses me. "I love you."
"I know you do, Daniel. Me too."
He continues to shower my face with soft kisses. "I love you... I love you..." he whispers between them and I close my eyes as the tingles run under my skin. The feel of his soft, warm lips on my body relieves all the tension from our 'discussion'. He slowly pushes me backwards until I am laying down, my head resting on the arm of the sofa. He crawls over me, lifting my legs onto the sofa under his arching body. I place my hands on his shoulders and enjoy his hands and lips seducing me.