Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Eighteen
Daniel’s POV
I woke up to the sound of my phone buzzing on the nightstand. My head throbbed from last night’s drinks, but it wasn’t the hangover that had me feeling uneasy. It was the fact that I’d completely forgotten to pick up the designer shoes Venessa had asked for. My eyes drifted over to her sleeping form beside me, her back turned toward me.
“Shit,” I muttered under my breath. Venessa had been talking about those shoes for weeks, reminding me at every possible opportunity. And yet, here I was, waking up next to her with empty hands. I knew I was in
for it.
I sighed and ran a hand through my hair. I needed to fix this before she woke up and realized. Maybe I could get them first thing Monday morning, or maybe I could find a way to make it up to her right now.
Carefully, I slid out of bed and made my way around to her side. She was still asleep, her hair fanned out over the pillow. I leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to her shoulder. “Venessa,” I whispered, trailing kisses up to her neck.
he
her She stirred slightly but didn’t wake. I continued, brushing my lips along her skin, feeling the warmth of body against mine. “I’m sorry, babe,” I murmured into her ear, hoping the words would somehow ease tension I knew was coming. “Let me make it up to you.”
Her eyes fluttered open slowly, and she turned her head to look at me. “Daniel?” she mumbled sleepily, her voice laced with confusion.
I pressed my body closer to hers, my hand sliding around her waist as I pulled her against me. “I forgot about the shoes,” I admitted, kissing the soft spot just below her ear. “But let me make it up to you.”
Venessa sighed, but I felt her body relax against mine. “You always forget,” she said, her tone a mix of annoyance and surrender.
“I know,” I whispered, my lips trailing down her neck, lingering on the sensitive spots that I knew would get her attention. “But I promise I’ll make it up to you.”
Her breathing hitched as my hand moved lower, sliding beneath the thin fabric of her nightgown. “Daniel… “she breathed out, a shiver running through her body.
I moved my lips back up to her ear, nibbling lightly on the lobe. “Let me show you how sorry tam,” I whispered, my hand gliding up her thigh.
She bit her lip, her eyes closing as I touched her. “You’re such a charmer, she murmured, but I could tell she was already giving in.
I kissed her deeply, my hands exploring every inch of her body as I pressed her back into the mattress. Her arms wrapped around my neck, pulling me closer as she returned the kiss with growing intensity.
I fugged at the hem of her nightgown, pulling it up and over her head in one swift motion. She gasped as the cool air hit her skin, but I quickly covered her with my body, capturing her lips in another searing kiss.
Venessa arched her back, pressing herself against me as I moved my mouth down her neck, over her collarbone, and further down to her chest. I took my time, kissing and teasing every sensitive spot, drawing soft moans from her lips.
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“Daniel,” she gasped, her hands tangling in my hair as I continued my descent. I knew exactly how to drive her wild, how to make her forget everything except the way I was making her feel right now.
I moved lower, kissing down her stomach, until I reached the edge of her lace panties. I looked up at her, her eyes dark with desire, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath.
I smirked and hooked my fingers into the waistband of her panties, slowly sliding them down her legs. She shivered in anticipation, her eyes never leaving mine.
I took my time, kissing my way back up her thighs, teasing her until she was practically begging for more. I loved seeing her like this, completely at my mercy, lost in the pleasure I was giving her.
Finally, I gave her what she wanted, my mouth finding the place that made her gasp and moan with pleasure. I held her hips firmly as I worked, my tongue and lips driving her higher and higher until she was on the brink of release.
“Daniel, please,” she whimpered, her hands clutching at the sheets.
I looked up at her, seeing the need and desire in her eyes, and I knew I couldn’t deny her any longer. I moved back up her body, capturing her lips in a fierce, demanding kiss as I positioned myself between her legs.
I entered her slowly, savoring the way her body welcomed me, the way she clung to me as if she never wanted to let go..
“You feel so good,” I groaned against her lips, thrusting into her with slow, deliberate movements.
Venessa moaned, her nails digging into my back as she wrapped her legs around my waist, pulling me deeper inside her. “Don’t stop,” she gasped, her voice breathless and needy.
I increased driving into her with a rhythm that had her crying out in pleasure. I watched her face, the way her eyes squeezed shut, her mouth falling open in a silent scream as I brought her closer and closer to the edge.
“Oh babe,” I whispered in her ear, my voice rough with desire. “I want to feel you.”
That was all it took. With a strangled cry, Venessa tumbled over the edge, her body clenching around me as she came hard. I groaned at the feeling, thrusting into her a few more times before I followed her, my release crashing over me like a wave.
We lay there for a moment, both of us breathing heavily, our bodies tangled together in the aftermath of our passion. I pressed a soft kiss to her forehead, my hand stroking her hair as we lay in silence.
“I’m still getting you those shoes,” I murmured against her skin, making her laugh softly.
“You better,” she said, her voice sleepy and content as she snuggled into my arms.
I held her close, trying to push away the nagging feeling in the back of my mind. I knew things between us weren’t the same as they used to be, but maybe if I kept trying, if I kept making it up to her, we could find our way back to what we once had.
Maybe.
Then, just as I was about to drift off to sleep with Venessa in my arms, my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I reached over, starring at the screen. It was a message from my personal bodyguard.
