Danika's Gift

by Jayn Wilde

  I felt him before I saw him. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up and my body tingled from head to toe. I closed my eyes and breathed in his scent. He had slipped in to my room, and he was right behind me. Derek’s breath was warm on my neck. I didn’t want to turn. I didn’t want to look into those eyes and lose my wits. He didn’t touch me, but the energy that simmered off of his body seemed to be drawn to my own. I felt hot and I felt energized.

  “Did you miss me?” Derek’s voice was husky.

  I couldn’t answer. My throat stopped working. I simply nodded.

  “Danika, please, I need you.”

  Damn. Now why did he have to go and say that? My heart ached from not being with him for just those two days. My mind hurt with all the thoughts and questions that nagged at my brain. My throat burned with the words I wanted to say. My eyes stung from the tears that wanted to fall.

  “I was worried about you,” my voice was barely a whisper.

  He still didn’t touch me. Yet, somehow, I could feel him. It was surreal. As if he had wrapped a blanket around me. I could feel his embrace, but it lacked the heat of his skin, the thrill of his touch.

  “I am so very sorry.”

  I heard the thickness in his words. I wondered if he felt as lost as I did. It was like being apart actually made me half a person. Did he feel the same? Could we be whole if we were together again?

  I wanted to feel his arms around me. I had to know if being with him was what made me feel safe. Complete. Inwardly, I chuckled as I thought of the line from Jerry Maguire. But, truly, when we were together, it was as if I had found my other half and indeed, Derek did complete me. I leaned backwards just a little. Would he take me in his arms?

  “Danika…” his voice was strangled. I think he wanted it as much as I did. Yet, we were both terrified of what it meant. And, what would happen if we were apart again? How can one live without the other? He still wasn’t touching me and I was going insane.

  I turned slowly, keeping my eyes low. I didn’t want to seem desperate, even though I was. I needed to know how he felt before I could move forward. I had to ask him and just deal with what came of it.

  “Do you want to be with me, Derek?”

  “No.”

  I was afraid he might say that, and yet it crushed me all the same.

  Hooking a finger under my chin, causing me to look up in to his eyes, he smiled. “I need to be with you. I have to be with you. I cannot be without you. I want you in such a way that it excites, hurts and scares me all at the same time. That wanting goes against every logical thought I have.” Derek’s eyes looked glassy. “And yet the more I deny it, the stronger it gets. It’s like an addiction. You don’t want it…yet you need it.”

  I knew what he was saying was true. It was in his eyes. And, I felt the same about him. It hurt to want him so badly. It even caused me to get angry. But my need for him outweighed the anger. I just didn’t understand what this thing between us was and where to go from here.

  Derek swiped away a tear on my cheek. I suddenly felt drained and tired. I walked away from Derek, and over to my bed. I was fully clothed, and so was he. I pulled back the blankets and laid down. I looked into his beautiful green eyes and motioned for him to come to me not wanting him to leave. He didn’t have to read my mind to know what I wanted. I just wanted to lie in his arms and feel safe and loved. I didn’t know where we’d go from here, but I wanted this time with him.

  Derek cuddled up beside me and I rested my head on his chest. I listened to the beating of his heart. He had been nervous when he first laid down, but after a few minutes, his heartbeat steadied and his breathing slowed. I knew he was asleep and I drifted off slowly after.

  Chapter 5

  Derek

  God she felt so good in my arms. Her body fit against mine perfectly. She was soft and warm, curvy and the perfect size. The smell of her hair tickled at my nose, like a feather dipped in sunshine. I never knew it could be like this between two people. I want to spend every waking moment with her.

  When I felt myself fall asleep, I startled awake. I didn’t miss a moment with her. I’m in deep here…way over my head. Is this love? Is it lust? Is it guilt? Hmmm. No, I think it is love. Lust wouldn’t make my heart ache, just my groin. And guilt? I don’t feel bad when I am around her. When I am around my dad, I feel guilt. He doesn’t know the truth about me, and he can never know the truth about Sergio. For everyone’s safety, it’s best they just think I work at his pizza place. They make good food, but it’s really just a front for all the illegal shit Sergio is into. I just can’t figure out what he wants from Danika. If I could, maybe I could get it for him without her knowing or without anyone getting hurt.

  Danika talks and makes sounds in her sleep. It is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever heard. I can’t make out the words, but the sounds are like puppy whimpers or a cat purring. She turned over, putting her back to me. I curled up against her, holding her tight against me. I’ve never slept with anyone before. I’ve come close, but I always darted out before I fell asleep.

  I won’t deny that I’ve enjoyed my fair share of ladies. But, I’ve never been the romantic, clingy type. We just enjoyed one another, practiced safe, fun sex and then parted ways. I never considered commitment before. But Danika has changed something in me. Perhaps when the right person comes along, your perspective changes. The person you are transforms in to the person you were meant to be.

  Right from that first time I saw her I knew Danika was different. When we spent time together, I realized we had chemistry, but there was so much more than that. There was a connection. I’d never felt that way with a woman’s touch before. The way her eyes seemed to see right in to my soul. It sounds like some sappy script from a RomCom, but it’s true. I‘d wait for her for as long as she asked me to, just as long as I could be close to her in every other possible way, like this, right now.

  The sun started to peek through her curtains, thin beams casting soft light on her perfect face. I kissed her neck, just below her ear. She moaned in her sleep and she backed her ass into the crook of my thighs. I damn near lost my mind. I rubbed her arm trying to wake her but she merely murmured in her sleep. I asked her if she needed to go anywhere today and when she mumbled a groggy “no” I felt my body relax. I’d like nothing more than to hold her in my arms all day. I just hope my hard-on was gone when I woke up.

  Danika

  It was the best dream I had ever had. Derek with his arms around me, his warm breath on my neck. He asked me something and I answered, although I don’t recall what was said. Then, I snuggled against him and he tightened his arms around me. I felt his body hard against my back and his erection up against my butt. It was a hot dream. I didn’t want to wake up.

  I wanted to slip further into it, and let myself go. I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of Derek’s glorious body, just like I had seen actors do in those movies Sam had me watch. Even in my sleep, I knew my body was ready for him. I didn’t feel fear; I just felt power and energy flowing through me. I couldn’t stop if I wanted to.

  “Danika!”

  Derek’s voice woke me out of my dream. My eyes flew open and I realized it wasn’t a dream. In my sleepy, hungry fantasy, I had actually done what I thought I was only dreaming of. If he hadn’t had shorts on, I’d have woken up impaled on his hard, thick shaft. I was on top of Derek and even though we hadn’t had sex, I could tell that he was as confused and excited as I was. I looked into his eyes and smiled. I was awake now and I didn’t want this to stop. Could we do this without doing it? I decided to let my instincts take over.

  My mind took a backseat as my hormones raged. I slid myself back and forth against Derek’s erection, causing friction that made us both moan. I kissed his neck and bit his shoulder. I kept the friction between us going, grinding into him and each thrust rubbed me in such a way that I felt my whole body tremble. I needed more. I pulled off my tee shirt and tossed it to the ground. I was braless underneath and I felt Derek twi
tch beneath me. He grabbed my breasts and twisted my nipples. Sharp tingles ran through my body at the pain that also brought my body pleasure. He lifted his head up and took my breast in his mouth. I leaned back giving him more exposure.

  I felt the urgency in his mouth and I increased the friction between us. He started to shake and he switched to my other breast, this time his mouth even more urgent. Something magical was building up, although I wasn’t sure what it was. I was so close that I couldn’t stop. I was on the edge and I just needed a little more. Derek thrust up against me and threw his head back, squeezing both of my breasts hard. That sent me spiraling over the edge. I saw colors streak before my eyes and for once, it was all pleasure. I collapsed against his chest, my body spent.

  I couldn’t seem to move a muscle. Derek kissed the top of my head, my cheek, then the tip of my nose. His fingers stroked my back from my shoulders to my ass.

  “I have never, ever experienced anything so amazing,” Derek whispered. “I thought I was dreaming.”

  I giggled. “I thought I was dreaming too.”

  “What a wonderful dream to share,” Derek murmured. “I better get cleaned up.”

  I reached down and grabbed my tee shirt, tossing it over my head. I marveled at the way my body felt. It was almost as if I’d run a marathon and yet, I could still feel my body tingling with sensation. I sat on the edge of the bed, wondering about where my relationship with Derek would go from here. He was so confident and been with other girls before. Could I possibly compare?

  Derek slinked up behind me and put his arms around me. He kissed the top of my head as I slowly relaxed in his arms. Derek shifted me, so I was lying sideways on the bed and back in his arms. I felt so safe there. As if everything in my life was in order and all was as it should be.

  We held each other quietly, the room silent. It was a comfortable silence as I traced his arms and chest with my hands and Derek mimicked my moves. His fingertips brushed over the material of my shirt, across my collarbone, moving down to draw circles around each breast. His tender touch tickled me and my skin shivered. His fingers slowly moved down the center of my stomach, tracing the indent where my belly button was, then moving even lower towards my legs.

  “You are perfect,” Derek’s voice was husky as his hands traced the tops of my thighs. His hands were so close to the apex between my thighs and my body reacted immediately. “Can I do something for you?” His voice was low and deep.

  “Uh, okay.” I wasn’t sure what he wanted to do, but I knew I didn’t want his hands to stop moving.

  Derek rolled me over until I was on my back. He slid his big hands behind my back and moved me to the center of the bed. I watched his every movement. My eyes followed the flexing muscles in his arms, the firmness in his hands as he gripped his tee shirt and tossed it to the floor. I felt my eyes widen as I took in his broad, muscular chest. I think I may have even been drooling. If I wasn’t it was a miracle.

  Derek laid his body next to mine and kissed my neck. He slipped up my tee shirt and trailed kisses across my collarbone, continuing down to my breasts where he lavished attention to each. His mouth took in one breast at a time, his tongue swirling the pebbled tip. I bucked against him as the sensations ripped through me. Derek moved his mouth to my stomach, and for less than a second I missed his mouth on my breasts. Just as quickly though, my skin heated up as his lips and tongue stroked their way to my belly. I started to giggle as the stubble on his face tickled my skin.

  “Ticklish?”

  “Mm hm.”

  Derek smiled as he looked up into my eyes. He didn’t stop though. He moved his mouth even lower and stopped just above the auburn curls between my thighs. I sucked in my breath and bit my lower lip. Was he going to do what I thought he was? I felt the heat that crept up my neck and settled on my cheeks. I’d never been so intimate with anyone. What if I wasn’t as perfect as he thought I was? I felt my body tense.

  Derek traced one hand up my inner thigh, stopping at my most private place. His hand stayed there as his lips kissed my other thigh. He kept his eyes locked with mine the whole time. My body quivered under his touch and I closed my eyes, savoring the sensation of what he was doing to me. A thick, strong finger probed at the folds of my sex, and my eyes shot open. He traced every part of me with his wet finger and I felt like I was burning from the inside out.

  “Don’t close your eyes,” Derek whispered as he looked into my eyes. “I want to watch you come.”

  Words failed me. My throat was completely closed off. I nodded and watched his hand move. Derek’s lips trailed more kisses on my thigh and as he got closer to my hot spot, he took the sensitive flesh in his mouth as he slipped his finger inside of me. The two sensations completely unraveled me. I cried out his name and tears pricked my eyes. Derek stopped moving and watched my face.

  “Am I hurting you?”

  I shook my head and moved my hips, pushing his finger deeper inside of me. I couldn’t see his smile, his mouth hidden by my auburn mound, but I knew he was because his eyes crinkled at the corners. Then, he was doing it again.

  Derek slowly tortured me, moving his finger in and out of me as his tongue swirled around my clit. My heart thumped so loudly, he had to hear it. I didn’t want to look away from him. I wanted to watch everything he did to me and never forget a single moment. My chest swelled at the emotions washing over me. My body writhed under his touch and I felt that build up, deep inside of me, again. It was different this time. There wasn’t friction like before, this was white hot, straight on wet contact. His fingers and tongue switched and I could feel his slick, hot tongue licking inside of me as his fingers rubbed my own wetness on my clit. I was on the very edge of that cliff and a whisper of a breeze would send me over.

  “Come for me Danika.” Derek’s voice rumbled against my sex. There was the whisper I needed and my body crashed. I convulsed over and over as Derek stuck two fingers inside of me, stroking me deep as my muscles clenched around him. I couldn’t hold back and closed my eyes. Bright lights pierced my eyes, as if the sun had combusted in front of me. My heart pounded in my ears and my body tingled everywhere. Even my toes reacted, curling in pleasure. It was amazing and intimate.

  I threw an arm over my face. I couldn’t stop smiling. Derek came up next to me, his hands now tracing patterns along my stomach and chest. He kissed at my shoulder, nibbling my skin. Every inch of me was hypersensitive and his touch made my body tremble.

  “That was amazing,” I murmured.

  “You are amazing,” Derek whispered in my ear.

  “But what about you?” I didn’t know what to do next. I couldn’t imagine not returning the favor, but I honestly had no clue how to do that.

  “I’m fine.”

  “I don’t want to be selfish,” I said as I pulled my arm away from my face and looked into his eyes.

  “I wanted to do that for you.” Derek grinned at me. He pulled my body closer to his and I snuggled into his arms. I could feel his erection pushing into my thigh. I reached down with a shaky hand and grabbed him. Derek hissed at my touch and as I slowly moved my hand against him, he groaned deep in his throat.

  “Teach me,” I whispered.

  Derek

  I always thought there was nothing more beautiful than a woman having an orgasm. I was wrong. There was nothing more beautiful than Danika having an orgasm. Her beautiful skin flushed as her eyes widened. Her body was soft and pliant. Her muscles gripped my fingers so hard they almost went numb. And the look on her face was pure ecstasy. Just that alone would have been enough for me to come. But, when she touched me through my shorts, her small hand shaking as she gripped me, I almost exploded immediately.

  Then, to make my torture more exquisite, she looked at me with those innocent eyes and asked me to teach her how to touch me. For the love of God I was a goner. Since I first saw her, my heart pined for her and my body ached for her. But to have her touch me and want to please me, it completely unraveled me.

  I
pulled down my shorts and let my erection free. Those beautiful blue eyes bulged at the sight of me. I didn’t want to scare her away. I kneeled on the bed in front of her. I began to think about how to handle the situation, but before I even came up with one iota of an idea, her hand was back on me. She licked her lips and I felt my balls tighten. I put my hand over hers and guided her through the movement. I was already close, too close. Just the way she looked at me, the way her tongue danced over her lips…it was almost too much. I had never felt this way before and I wondered if it had ever been worth the time I spent with one-night stands.

  Danika’s breaths came fast as I moved her hand quicker. I didn’t need to guide her anymore, she learned the rhythm quickly. But there was something about doing this together that turned me on even more. I felt the buildup and closed my eyes.

  “Look at me,” Danika whispered.

  I opened my eyes and looked into hers. She hadn’t lost that look. Her eyes were hooded and full of desire. She moved even closer to me and kneeled right in front of me, resting on her heels. She looked up at me and smiled. I felt it coming. I wanted to move so I didn’t make a mess on her but she wouldn’t let me move.

  “Danika, I’m going to come…” Was that my voice? It was strangled and breathy.

  She brought herself up on her knees but never stopped her hand. Her face was a few inches from mine. She kissed my neck then my jaw. She nibbled on my lips and I exploded. I literally exploded all over her and the bed. I came so hard that I saw stars in front of my eyes. Danika kissed me hard, devouring my lips. I opened for her and her tongue probed every bit of my mouth. Our tongues danced as her hand slowly moved over me still.

  I brought my hands up to her cheeks and cupped her face. I softened our kiss ever so slowly. I was still hungry for her. I felt like I couldn’t get enough of her. The amazing part that blew my mind is that we weren’t having actual sex. Yet, we were discovering so many other ways to explore one another and be intimate. I wanted her to feel how deeply I cared for her, especially since words failed me. I could feel how much she cared for me in every touch, every kiss, every look and smile. I didn’t want this to ever end.