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world. It was evident he was doing just that as I humbly watched.
Before I knew it, ninety minutes had flown by. I had been mesmerized along with the sold-out crowd. After he had two encores, I watched as he left the stage, his fans standing on their feet wanting more. Someone handed him a towel as he reached the wings. He walked over to me, passing me his violin and bow while wiping the sweat off his face and hands. Taking a bottle of water someone handed him, he took one long drink off it before retrieving his instrument from me. Carefully, he placed them both in their protective case. He grinned like a satisfied little boy who knew he'd done well.
Finally, we were alone in his Liverpool hotel suite. A couple bottles of white wine were on a table along with crystal glasses and a cork screw. Another was chilling in ice. I walked toward the table as Daniel settled in. Quietly, I removed the one bottle from the ice, uncorked it and poured two glasses. I walked over to where he was sitting and relaxing. He'd stopped reading a text to watch me. There was that look in his eyes, again—the one that always drew me in.
I handed him one of the glasses. "Here, you look like you could use this to help you unwind."
"Thank you," he murmured, taking the glass from me. I watched as he took a long swallow of the pale liquid, not really stopping to savor the taste, merely attempting to relax.
Then, without a word, it happened. He took my partially empty glass from my hand and placed both glasses on a table. He lowered his head and our lips met. It wasn't meant as anything but a kiss of passion. His tongue found no resistance as he urgently plunged it in to greedily find mine. By the time we parted, I had to cling to him to maintain my balance. He pushed my dress up over my hips. While one free hand held my body upright, the other had found its way down and into the folds between my thighs. His fingers explored me as finely as he played his violin. Unable to resist his touch, wanting it more of it, my legs instinctively parted, allowing him to tease me. He plunged two fingers into my heat while his thumb stroked my clit. I came undone, craving more.
He led me to the edge of the bed where we both feverishly removed our clothes, letting them fall to the floor. Daniel lowered my body, our mouths entwined in a scalding kiss. Before I made contact with the mattress, he flipped me onto to my stomach and spread my legs to accommodate him. I heard the sound of foil being torn and then felt the head of his cock as he readied himself. Then he plunged inside me until he could go no further. I met him thrust for thrust as we made love in a frenzy. No, it wasn't really making love; it was more of a fuck. Two lovers each claiming the other.
As soon as he placed his finger on my clit, I lost all sense of reality. He didn't have to do anything but let me feel his warmth. I vaguely remember him yelling something as he thrust one last time, coming deep inside me. Exhausted, he collapsed on my back, using his arms to hold some of his weight until our panting subsided. I felt his warm kisses on my neck and earlobe.
"Mmmmmm, that was incredible, angel mine, just as I knew it would be." He chuckled as he softly kissed me once more.
"Hmmm," was all I could reply, his cock still hard within me. I shivered as he lifted his body off me and withdrew. Then I felt him playfully nip my buttocks before he walked into the bathroom to remove the condom.
I crawled up in the bed, tearing the covers back as I snuggled in between the sheets, pulling them back up as I did. Whatever just happened I wanted more of it. A moment later, Daniel joined me, nestling me in his arms. His touch scalded my skin. Now that he knew me more intimately, I wanted him to touch every inch of me and I wanted to do the same with him.
"What are you thinking, sweet?" He asked lazily.
"Which version do you want to hear?"
He chuckled as he leaned over to kiss my forehead. "Hmmm, this could
Before I knew it, ninety minutes had flown by. I had been mesmerized along with the sold-out crowd. After he had two encores, I watched as he left the stage, his fans standing on their feet wanting more. Someone handed him a towel as he reached the wings. He walked over to me, passing me his violin and bow while wiping the sweat off his face and hands. Taking a bottle of water someone handed him, he took one long drink off it before retrieving his instrument from me. Carefully, he placed them both in their protective case. He grinned like a satisfied little boy who knew he'd done well.
Finally, we were alone in his Liverpool hotel suite. A couple bottles of white wine were on a table along with crystal glasses and a cork screw. Another was chilling in ice. I walked toward the table as Daniel settled in. Quietly, I removed the one bottle from the ice, uncorked it and poured two glasses. I walked over to where he was sitting and relaxing. He'd stopped reading a text to watch me. There was that look in his eyes, again—the one that always drew me in.
I handed him one of the glasses. "Here, you look like you could use this to help you unwind."
"Thank you," he murmured, taking the glass from me. I watched as he took a long swallow of the pale liquid, not really stopping to savor the taste, merely attempting to relax.
Then, without a word, it happened. He took my partially empty glass from my hand and placed both glasses on a table. He lowered his head and our lips met. It wasn't meant as anything but a kiss of passion. His tongue found no resistance as he urgently plunged it in to greedily find mine. By the time we parted, I had to cling to him to maintain my balance. He pushed my dress up over my hips. While one free hand held my body upright, the other had found its way down and into the folds between my thighs. His fingers explored me as finely as he played his violin. Unable to resist his touch, wanting it more of it, my legs instinctively parted, allowing him to tease me. He plunged two fingers into my heat while his thumb stroked my clit. I came undone, craving more.
He led me to the edge of the bed where we both feverishly removed our clothes, letting them fall to the floor. Daniel lowered my body, our mouths entwined in a scalding kiss. Before I made contact with the mattress, he flipped me onto to my stomach and spread my legs to accommodate him. I heard the sound of foil being torn and then felt the head of his cock as he readied himself. Then he plunged inside me until he could go no further. I met him thrust for thrust as we made love in a frenzy. No, it wasn't really making love; it was more of a fuck. Two lovers each claiming the other.
As soon as he placed his finger on my clit, I lost all sense of reality. He didn't have to do anything but let me feel his warmth. I vaguely remember him yelling something as he thrust one last time, coming deep inside me. Exhausted, he collapsed on my back, using his arms to hold some of his weight until our panting subsided. I felt his warm kisses on my neck and earlobe.
"Mmmmmm, that was incredible, angel mine, just as I knew it would be." He chuckled as he softly kissed me once more.
"Hmmm," was all I could reply, his cock still hard within me. I shivered as he lifted his body off me and withdrew. Then I felt him playfully nip my buttocks before he walked into the bathroom to remove the condom.
I crawled up in the bed, tearing the covers back as I snuggled in between the sheets, pulling them back up as I did. Whatever just happened I wanted more of it. A moment later, Daniel joined me, nestling me in his arms. His touch scalded my skin. Now that he knew me more intimately, I wanted him to touch every inch of me and I wanted to do the same with him.
"What are you thinking, sweet?" He asked lazily.
"Which version do you want to hear?"
He chuckled as he leaned over to kiss my forehead. "Hmmm, this could
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