Loving Mr. Daniels
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I’d never had anyone down there before. Billy had never pleasured me in any way whatsoever. It had always been about him, his wants, his needs. But Daniel was different in every way possible. He wanted me to feel good. He wanted me to be pleasured. He wanted me.
Feeling his hot breaths against my skin was sending me into a different world.
“I’m going to kiss you, Ashlyn,” he whispered.
My fingers dug into the sheets surrounding me and his kisses stayed low. I felt his wet lips press against the edge of my panties before his fingers wrapped around them and started lowering them more and more.
“Dan…” I muttered in a low tone, unable to complete his full name. My hips arched in his direction, asking him for more, for so much more. The kisses didn’t stop, and my moans didn’t cease.
Each inch he lowered my panties, I received a warm kiss, followed by his tongue running up and down, then another kiss, and then a long, hungry lick once he reached my core.
“Daniel,” I moaned, louder this time, knowing that everything I’d ever wanted was with me now. He licked me deeper, harder, with more love.
I was on the edge of heaven, about to give him all of me. My body was trembling, my hips rocking against his mouth more and more. He spread my legs wider.
“You’re perfect,” he whispered as I dug my fingers into the sheets. “So perfect.”
I buried my head into a pillow, gasping as his fingers found their way to me, rubbing me, finding a perfect rhyme with his tongue. He inhaled when I did, and I exhaled with him.
As he picked up speed, my breaths became heavier, hungrier for all of him. I ran my fingers in his hair, tugging on it gently. One smaller kiss from Daniel was all it took to carry me over, making my body rocket into space, leaving me panting with him lying against me. I knew now that I’d never experienced pleasure in that form—or any form—before he’d come into my life. Daniel brought me another first. My first ever orgasm.
My panting was heavy, and he moved up to me, kissing my neck. “Thank you,” he sighed against me, wrapping me in his hold. “Thank you for trusting me.”
We lay there for what felt like eternity. I felt hot and tired, but not too tired.
“Daniel,” I whispered, running my fingers up and down his spine.
He bit his mouth against my shoulder, making me sigh. “Hmm?
“Can you do that again?”
Chapter 19
Don’t be jealous, it bleeds out red.
Trust your heart inside of your head.
~ Romeo’s Quest
I knew it was stupid, and I knew it shouldn’t bother me, but it did. Jake was coming onto Ashlyn more and more each day at school. Walking past Ashlyn’s locker, where Jake was hovering over her, I paused close enough so I could listen in. I felt like such a dumbass, thumbing through my paperwork, acting as if I were busy.
“So I was thinking… The school dance is coming up before Thanksgiving break and I was wondering…” Jake’s voice cracked from nerves and he gave Ashlyn a smile. “Maybe we can go together?”
Ashlyn glanced toward me and held her book closer to her chest. She frowned toward Jake and turned him down. The bell rang, and he wore his disappointment on his face, mostly in his eyes.
A couple walked by, laughing and holding hands, and Ashlyn’s eyes stayed glued to their hold. A knot formed in my stomach. I knew she thought I didn’t notice, but I did. She looked at the couples walking hand in hand at school with such envy. All signs of public displays of affection never went unnoticed by her. She longed to hold my hand in the light, not only in the shadows.
When third hour came and went, I asked her to stay after for a minute so I could talk to her. Her eyes looked hooded; she seemed tired.
“You can go, you know—to the dance with Jake.”
“No, I’m good,” she lied, cradling her books.
“But you love to dance,” I said.
“With you. I love to dance with you, Daniel.”
“You’re disappointed.”
Her head dropped and she nodded slowly. “It’s just—your hands are right here. My hands are right here. And we’re not allowed to touch.”
My pinky wrapped around hers and I felt a sigh shake through her body.
“I’m sorry, Ashlyn.”
“Not your fault. Just our lives, I guess.”
My throat tightened. “If you want out, just say it. I promise you it’s fine.”
Her eyes widened and glassed over. “I don’t. I want this, Daniel. I’m just having an off day. That’s all.”
I heard what she was saying, but I knew she had to miss the things normal couples did. Dinner dates. Movies. Weekend getaways.
“Romeo’s Quest is performing at Joe’s bar again soon…” I said, getting lost in her green eyes. “You should come.”
Her smile widened and I saw her eyes light up, too. “You mean, go out somewhere other than the lake house?” She paused and giggled. “Don’t get me wrong. it’s a nice lake house and all, but it’s just—”
I cut her off. My finger was still wrapped around her pinky and I nudged my classroom door closed slightly. Taking her hand fully into mine I pulled her closer and my lips took hers in. I kissed her quick but deep. She nuzzled on my bottom lip and kissed me back harder as the bell rang for fourth hour to start.
“You’re late for class.”
I could feel her smile against my mouth as she spoke softly. “Totally worth the tardy slip.”
We were performing at Joe’s bar the weekend before Thanksgiving. Randy set up an agreement with them for people to bring canned goods to be donated to the hunger force. I thought it was such a Randy thing to do—to find a way to give back.
Ashlyn showed up behind the library for me to pick her up holding two cans of corn and a notebook in her other hand. She looked so adorable with her cans and beautiful smile. I pulled up to the curb and she hopped into the car.
“Hey.” She leaned over and kissed me on the lips before she buckled her seatbelt. “I’m going to write tonight while I listen.”
“You’re writing again?” She hadn’t mentioned her novel since the first night we’d met at Joe’s bar, so I was stoked to hear her mention it.
“Just random things. Nothing major.”
“Very major,” I said.
We arrived at the bar to have Randy come bouncing up to us. “Hey! You came back to see me,” he said to Ashlyn, placing his hand over his heart. “I’m flattered. I really am. But I think my friend Danny here has a small crush on you.”