Chapter 12

Chapter 12:

Grace

I woke up with a start to find my phone ringing on the bedside table.

I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and looked at my clock to find it was 3.39 am. The lights were off in my apartment and I’d closed off all windows except one so the air could circulate and keep the room cool. It was already mid November; winter was just around the corner.

I reached over to grab my phone from the bedside table bedside table and answered it without looking at the screen. “Hello.” I yawned.

“Sorry for waking you up. I just had to come see you.”

I shot up in bed. “You’re here? Now?”

“Look out your balcony.”

I pushed the blanket off me and stood with shaky feet. I was wide awake as I opened the balcony door and walked out into the chilly night air. Looking down over the railing, I saw the familiar mop of midnight hair leaning against the side of his silver Sedan.

“Come on up.” I whispered into the phone I still had pressed to my ear.

Daniel looked up then, his blue eyes vivid in the darkness and the smile he gave me broke my heart right then and there and reformed it all over again. Because that smile wasn’t of hunger or lust or just playful wickedness; it was the smile I’d seen my father give my mother when he came back after a strenuous day at work. It was a smile of coming home. My heart all but melted to the floor.

Daniel hung up the phone, his gaze locked to mine for a few moments until he broke it to head into the building. I rushed over to the door in the interim and unlocking it, stood in the doorway in a thin night gown, ready to welcome my man.

My man.

It sure had a nice ring to it.

Daniel came bounding up the stairs, since it was only the second floor, his long legs made it easier to reach my apartment in only a couple of minutes. And he came straight into my open arms.

His mouth was on mine the instant I’d shut the door and locked it, his hand tangled in my unbound hair and he backed me up against the front door while this tongue licked over my lower lips, asking for entrance. I opened my lips only a little bit, just enough so that he could insert his tongue and when he did, I caught it between my teeth and gave a tiny playful bite, not enough to hurt but enough to surprise him.

Daniel pulled back from the kiss with a startled look but it soon turned into a smirk as he caged me in by placing his hands against the door, on either side of my face.“My, my Miss Summers; looks like the devil has taken over you tonight.”

I blushed the darkest shade of red and looked at his shirt clad chest instead of his wicked blue eyes. “I thought you’d like it…”

“Oh, I don’t like it at all,” my face fell as he said that, only to feel a flood of relief with his next words. “I fucking loved it.”

He placed two fingers under my chin to lift it up so our eyes can meet and I saw that they’d turned dead serious, the playful wickedness diminishing for a short second. “Grace, don’t ever hesitate to ask me for anything you want. If it gives you pleasure then I’ll do anything you need me to. We’re lovers, Grace. If you don’t open up to me, I won’t be able to make you feel good and might end up hurting you instead.” He didn’t break eye contact with me, not even once. “Do you understand me Grace?”

I nodded, a little breathless at the intensity of his gaze.

“Now tell me what you like?” The wickedness was back in his eyes, in his smile, but I saw in the blue depths that he’d meant every word he’d said to me.

Blushing a thousand shades, I looked down at that broad muscled chest of his before craning my neck to look up at his handsome face. “I like it when you lick me.” I mentally congratulated myself for not having stuttered while saying that sentence.

Daniel’s smirk widened. “Lick you where, Grace?”

My eyes widened. He really was going to make me say it, wasn’t he? “D-down t-there?” I phased it as a question.

“Everything below the waist is ‘down there’ Grace. You need to be more specific.”

Damn the devil! “My vagina!” I huffed out whilst glaring daggers at him. “I like it when you lick my vagina! There, I said it!”

Daniel threw back his head and laughed; the sound deep and gruff. And it made me redden even more in embarrassment. But his laugh was just as beautiful as it was infectious and I couldn’t help it when my lips tugged up at the corners. His eyes sparkled when he looked back at me, tears of laughter welling up on the sides. “That wasn’t so difficult, was it? Although pussy and cunt would’ve sounded much better.”

I shoved at his shoulders so I could escape, but Daniel held on to me before winking and going down on his knees in front of me. There was no need to ask him what he intended to do because he lifted up my night gown and grinned up at me when he saw that I wasn’t wearing panties underneath. I immediately went to shove down my panties, but he grabbed onto both my hands with one of his and bunched the cloth around it so I couldn’t free my hands.

With his free hand, he trailed it up from my knees to cup me boldly between my thighs, making me gasp out in surprise. “Daniel!”

He looked up at me then, pinning me with his stare, asking me permission if it was okay. I swallowed, and then nodded my head for him to continue. And he answered by parting my folds with his fingers and flicking out his tongue to lick a slow, teasing line up my folds before swirling it around my clitoris.

My head fell back against the door, eyes rolling back as I momentarily saw black. But Daniel wasn’t done, because the next thing I know, his mouth was at my entrance and he was sucking and licking me like there was no tomorrow, and making a scream tear from my throat, my mind going completely blank for a few seconds as an orgasm tore through me.

I would’ve fallen to the floor had Daniel not been holding me upright and he caught me just as my knees buckled. He picked me up in his arms and carried me into my bedroom as I recovered from my orgasm.

My bed wasn’t that small, but considering that Daniel was a mountain of a man, he suddenly seemed to take up the entire space in the room as he laid me down on the bed and started to take his clothes off one by one. First came that glorious chest, completed with a six pack ads and bulging shoulders and arms. Then his long lean legs were revealed for my sight and finally, his manhood sprang free as he discarded his briefs. My eyes widened as I took in the size of him, my mind unable to process how something so big could’ve fit inside me. His cock stood straight up, hard and pulsing against his abdomen, the pink tip of it wet with pre-cum.

Forgetting all about my boneless state, I sat up in bed and reached for him with my hand as Daniel discarded his socks and shoes. It’s not like I don’t remember what he’d looked like the first night we’d been together, but the ruminants of alcohol in my system had definitely dulled the impact the sight of his naked body had on me.

Daniel froze as my fingers came in contact with his rock hard cock, but he didn’t stop me. I sat on the edge of my bed so I can have better access and Daniel took a couple steps forward so I could stroke him better. I stroked my hands up and down his cock, not having the slightest clue as to what I was doing. I had never given a hand job or a blow job to anyone before and I was more than a little nervous as I rubbed the pad of my thumb against the blunt tip of his erection, making the sticky liquid smear on my fingers.

Daniel

I grit my teeth together as Grace tortured me with her fingers. Her face was of pure innocence and fascinating curiosity, like she’d never done this before, but damn! If this is how she was without experience, I didn’t think I could handle it if Grace learned how to treat a man’s body correctly.

My thoughts immediately went dark. Any learning Grace would be doing will be with me and me alone. I would tear apart anyone who comes close to touching my Grace.

Grace lifted her thumb off the blunt tip of my cock and then her wide innocent green eyes locked with mine as she lifted that finger and flicked her tongue over it. I felt my mind go blank as she made a tiny moaning sound in her throat, my teeth felt ready to crack under the fore I was using to grit them together. Jesus Christ! Could she be any sexier than this?

Apparently, yes.

I watched with my eyes wide as she bent her head towards my erection and flicked out her tongue to run it along the blunt tip, just like I’d done with her a few minutes ago.

I threw back my head and groaned. Jesus Christ!

I brought myself under teeth gritting control as Grace took my response as an encouragement to continue on tormenting me with that devil of a mouth. Fanculo!

She slid her tongue up and down my cock in an agonizingly slow rhythm before taking it inside her mouth. I balled my hands into fists, nails digging into my palms as I tried not to grab onto her hair and dive into her mouth. No! Not yet. This was very new for Grace, if I tried anything right now, she’d run as far away from me as humanly possible. And I couldn’t let that happen.

But all my control ended a short while later when Grace decided to suck on my cock, bobbing her head up and down while speeding up her rhythm, I knew I’ll have to stop before I spilled my seed inside her mouth. Uncurling my fists with great effort, I pushed her back onto the bed a little bit rougher than I had intended, but Grace didn’t look offended, instead she looked up at me with wide, curious green eyes.

“No more.” I told her n a gritty voice, my accent making it sound rougher; my jaw hurting from how hard I’d been clenching them.

I went back to where I’d discarded my pants and pulled out a condom and tore open the foil before putting it on. Meanwhile, I saw Grace pull up her flimsy little night gown and reveal those glorious breasts to my feasting eyes.

I went over to join her on her tiny bed and after that; there were no more thoughts, only bone melting pleasure. Later that night, or should I say early next morning, I fell asleep next to my Grace, her body flushed with pleasure and thoroughly limp as I tucked her smaller form safely in my arms, regretting the fact that I’ll only have one more day with her before she goes back to her busy schedule at work until next Friday. But I wasn’t complaining, I’d take whatever time I’ve got to spend with her…until I could come up with a more permanent arrangement.