Unexpected

14. Daniel

I can't believe she knows about the one thing that haunts me but will never regret doing. Because I don't regret what I did for her. It's the blacking out whilst almost beating someone to death that haunts me. I don't expect anything other than judgement or a lecture on how stupid I was, how I jeopardised my future.
I attempt to shut my door but I am met with a resistance before it flies open making me take a step back.
"Don't you dare walk away from me." Freya's eyes are blazing with heat as she slams the door shut behind her and grabs my t-shirt, her 5'8 self slamming me against the wall, the sting from the impact only adding to my sudden need for her.
She pulls me down to kiss me and without hesitation I kiss her back pulling her against me.
She tastes like cherries making me crave more. She walks backwards, our lips still connected as I follow her. She turns us around, takes my t-shirt off and throws it somewhere in the room then pushes me on to the bed. I hate to admit it but I like being tossed around by her. I take a moment to enjoy the sight in front of me as she does the same. Her eyes drag over my face to my chest, abs, then lingering on the tent in my jeans. Her chest is heaving, eyes crazy as they meet mine. She's just as aroused as I am. She slides her oversized t-shirt over her bare breasts, making them bounce. I hiss at the sight, my cock straining against my jeans, mouth salvating from the hunger to taste every inch of her. She's a damn heart attack, she's so perfect that I can't even comprehend how she's here with me and so very mine. Her white thong frames her small belly and fuck me is she stunning. Not just without the clothes but as I'm staring at her face I'm seeing everything I've been denying myself, my future. I hate that it has taken me so long to realise how much I love her. I hate how I came to realise it because by then it was too late for us to start something new. Don't get me wrong I will support Rey and her baby no matter what but the privilege of being the father of her children doesn't feel like a possibility when it will always hang over our heads that the real father may decide to come back. And if he does I will be the first to show him my left hook.
I shake the thought away as she crawls over me, "Rey-"
"Ssshhh." She silences me with her kiss that holds so much need and love. My hand slides to her lower back and the other slides into her hair. I feel a wave of happiness, something I haven't felt for a while as I have her in my arms. I accidently let a moan slip out of me when she grinds against my cock and I feel her smile against my lips. She likes that? I've never moaned, even with Zoey no matter how much she told me it made her feel like she was doing a shit job I couldn't bring myself to do it, it didn't feel natural to me. I guess me moaning has the same effect on her as it does me when I hear her do the same.
She kisses down my neck and nips away until she feels me grip her hips a little tighter. She bites me again and sucks, earning a sound from me I don't recognise. She kisses the spot that aches from her teeth and kisses my lips again. "Mine." She whispers and I feel my jeans getting impossibly tighter. She smiles innocently and reaches down between us and palms me through my jeans.
"Jesus, Rey." I hiss. She let's go and sits up, grinding against my hard cock. "What are you doing?" I ask her, my hands on her hips showing no effort of stopping her.
"Want me to stop?" She grabs my hands and I watch as she slides them up her body until they're cupping each of her breasts. I watch both our hands play with them like playdough. They feel so full in my large hands. "I didn't think so." She smirked and stands up off the bed. She undoes my belt and slides them and my boxers down until my hard cock that's leaking precum springs free, splattering a bit of my cum on my stomach. Without missing a beat she runs her finger through it and licks it off her finger before she sucks it into her mouth, closes her eyes and hums. I'm so fixated by her, since when was she this freaky? She spreads my legs apart and kneels in-between them.
"Rey." I try to stop her but I don't exactly know why.
"Use your words, Danny. I won't touch you again until you tell me you want this." She smirks down at me, my cock twitches which making her smirk grow. My tip is swollen and slightly red, veins decorating it. I should be embarrassed by this but I'm more turned on and in need of relief.
"We have people over." I lamely point out.
"Want them to watch or do you wanna remember that there is music playing out there that's going to drown us out? Although I'm up for trying to be louder." She winks and walks her index and middle fingers up my thigh.
"I do like a challenge." I smirk back and sit up, threading my fingers through her hair and pull her lips to mine. I can taste myself on her tongue and I should be grossed out but with Rey, nothing seems to phase me. She kisses me back with just as much passion before pushing me back and repositioning herself between my legs.
She make an O shape with her hand then slowly and torturously slides it from my tip to the base of my cock spreading the precum on it.
"You should have told me what you did, Danny." Her voice is sultry with a hint of innocence as she says my name. She splits her legs slightly, bending down so her ass is in the air. "Can I make you feel good to thank you?" She asks and I just watch her for a second. I nod and she darts out her tongue tapping the tip of my cock on it. The sensation the taps bring me have my breaths hitching then coming to a complete stop when her lips wrap around my tip and sucks.
"Fuck." I croak and fight the urge to drop my head back because I wanna watch every second. My eyes threaten to close in pleasure but her mouth is too glorious for me to resist. My eyes screw shut as she engulfs my cock down her throat until she gags and comes back up to the tip and swirls her tongue around it again. "Oh my god, Rey." I pray. My eyes open to watch her go down again, her watery eyes hold mine as she fucks me with her mouth. She pops off me and wanks me off a little before she wraps two hands around me and takes me in her mouth again whist giving me that double action with her hands. My mind is buzzing from the view and the pleasure she's giving me. "Oh baby, You're doing so good." I praise. Sweat begins to form on my forehead, the sounds of her sucking my cock fills my ears, I'm so close, I can feel the pressure at the bottom of my spin and my muscles straining. "Keep going." I moan. Her own moan vibrates against my cock. She's too good at this and I don't want to think about how.
I moan as she increases her speed, massaging my balls inbetween her soft fingers, I finally let myself fall back on the bed, my hands finding her head and holding her there while I take control and fuck her mouth. My muscles contract as she moans, spit dripping down her chin and my dick. I thrust once more and hold her there as I come with a groan. I feel her swallow me down and moan when I hear squelching. I open my eyes and see her sucking me clean while she pleasures herself. I didn't even notice when she had taken her panties off.
Wrapping my hand around her throat, I lift her off me, my dick slumping on my stomach and forcing her to remove her fingers. I sit up and bring her fingers to my lips and suck her taste off. She's so sweet. I need more. Her fingers are between my lips and her tongue as she laps up the remaining cum and removes her fingers so our tongues collide, tasting each other. I kiss her lips and pull her down with me, she slides her bare and wet pussy against my soft dick, erecting it once again.
"Sit of my face." I tell her and she pauses for a second before pecking my lips and moving to straddle my head.
I grip her ass and pull her down on me. I kiss her thighs and meet her hooded eyes. "My favourite view." I kiss her clit and see her shudder above me. My tongue runs between her wet folds and her thighs nudge to tighten around me so I do it again. I suck the bundle of nerves into my mouth then drag it out with my teeth. She moans out, gripping my hair between her fingers and I'm beginning to realise she loves to bite when she fucks.
Her pussy leaks and I lick it up, darting my tongue in and out of her then curling it until she moans. I continue my pace, and watch her eyes roll back as she squeezes her eyes shut. She begins grinding against my lips and I groan, it's a fucking turn on the way she chases her own pleasure. The way she uses me to get off. It's a sight that is burning in my brain so I'll never forget the magnificant vision she is.
She brings her hand down and rubs on her clit while I run my tongue up to it and suck on it. My index and middle finger push their way inside her with such ease. Jesus, so wet. Her taste is so addicting, so sweet. Her thighs tighten around me as she rides my face, "Danny, fuck. Fuck. Danny." She gasps, holding out her hands as she falls forward. I can feel her clit pulsating against my tongue and know she's close. "I'm right there." She gasps once more and her thighs shake, her hips move with abandon, her pussy clenching my fingers and she comes on my tongue. I drink every last drop, her thrusts becoming robotic as her stomach tightens while she rides out her pleasure. I kiss her pussy once more before she lifts off and rolls onto her back. With my clean hand I grab the blanket that's on the end of my bed and cover us with it. I lean up on my elbows and silence her heavy breathing with my lips. She hums in content as she tastes herself on my tongue.
"I taste so good." She moans and kisses me again a lot slower this time like she's trying to savour this moment, our taste. Her cum that's still on my fingers, I spread it on her hard nipples and suck on them, starting with the right one. Her fingers grip my hair and tugs, whimpering when I drag her nipple through my teeth. I give the same attention to the other before returning back to her swollen lips.
I feel our heartbeats rapidly beat against our chests. She pulls away and caresses the side of my head then massages my ear. I close my eyes and feel at peace.
The music from the lounge seems to have gotten louder or was it always that loud?
"Thank you." She whispers. I blink my eyes open and see hers taking in every detail on my face. "For always looking out for me even when I didn't know it." She smiles at me sweetly, a complete contrast to the girl who was taking control less than five minutes ago.
I look down at her pretty neck, avoiding eye contact, "I don't deserve it." I admit and she slithers her leg over mine, bringing my attention back to her.
"Why would you say that?" She asks ever so softly.
"I don't regret what I did. Jonah was an asshole and I hated the way he treated you and no one, not even the teachers would step in and do anything so I did what I needed to. But after the first punch, he laughed and called you disgusting names, I saw red and blacked out. I didn't realise how badly I beat him until Dion pulled me off him. We told the head teacher at the time, Mr Watson that he had been bullying you and I confronted him about it. That he got angry and came at me and I defended myself. But he seen how badly I'd beat him and didn't feel it was self defence so he suspended me. I asked Watson to keep this from the school because I didn't want you finding out. When I asked him that he smiled like he knew something and agreed to report to staff members that I was visiting a dying family member in Florence for a week. Only those who really needed to know would know what actually happened." I explain and feel guilt riddle through me.
"Why didn't you want me to find out?" She asks.
"Full of questions today aren't we?" I smile to ease the intensity and kiss the palm of her hand. She waits patiently for me to answer and I sigh. "I wasn't proud of what I did, it scared the shit out of me that I blacked out and didn't even remember beating him. For the next three weeks I went to therapy and worked through it, took some boxing classes. It helped because I managed to control the anger I felt when my dad would stop me from doing something. That is why I am still so grateful to you because you always managed to calm me down or convince my parents they were being idiots." I laugh and she giggles. "I'm serious, I know they only agreed to let me go to prom because you made a deal to mow our lawn. I felt bad everytime I'd see you cutting the grass with your headphones on and wailing the song you were listening to- ow!"
"Danny!" She smacks the side of my head and I laugh. Feisty. "I was tricked into that deal because your parents were going to let you go all along. You even said yourself your mum had picked out the corsage weeks before because she knew I wasn't going to let you miss out on prom." She laughs and settles her hand on my neck. "But it was worth it regardless because you won Prom King!" She sings with a grin. The glint in her eyes tell me there's something more to the story and I know exactly what it is.
"I know you rigged those results." I state and her face drops.
"I have no idea what you're on about." She removes her hand and avoids eye contact. She's covering her face with her hands and I smile at the blush creeping onto her cheeks.
I pull her hands away from her cheeks and she squeezes her eyes closed, her little dimple peaking through as she tries to hide her smile. She's so cute it hurts. I kiss each cheek making her giggle, and I take advantage of her being here, next to me and feeling the same way as I do for her. It feels like I have taken the first step to my dream coming true. I kiss her swollen lips and she kisses me back immediately then I pull away making her groan.
"Now that I have your attention." I grin. "I know it was you that rigged the results so Libby and I would win." I repeated.
"How could you possibily have found out?" She asked, finally looking at me.
"For one, the confusion on everyone's faces gave it away. Second, we weren't even options on the voting cards, which obviously you overlooked because you know who were on there?" I ask, dragging the tips of my fingers down her neck, chest, over her semi hard nipple which sent a wave of goosebumps over her skin, down her stomach until I reach her thigh and rest my hand there.
"Who?" She let's out a shakey breath and I meet her eyes.
"Us. And it was us who had actually won." I smirked. Colby was right everyone seen something more between us but us. Her mouth dropped and it looked like she short circuited.
"How!? We weren't even a couple?" She asked.
"I know that but I guess not everyone seen it that way. Maybe they were on to something after all." I kiss her lips again and this time she smiles. I deepen the kiss and pull her closer.
"In all these years, has a thought or a feeling ever crossed your mind that we could have been something more?" She asks, curiousity laced in her tone.
I recently asked myself this question and know the exact moment.
"Do you remember when we went on that bike ride through Hyde Park for your 16th birthday?" I asked her and she nodded. "I had so much fun that day. We were so care free and spontaneous. Do you remember that really furry dog that looked like a literal bear, I think they're called Chow Chows?" I smiled at the memory of Rey's face lighting up when she seen it. We were walking along the river side, walking our bikes and Reya spotted it, shouting "bear!" dropped her bike and ran straight for it. She stopped a foot away from the dog and nervously asked the owner if she could pet him. He agreed and immediately she dropped to the grass, not even caring about getting her denim overalls dirty and petted him. The dog, whose name was Magnum, took a liking to Rey. I mean who wouldn't? She was playing with him, making him jump from left to right with her. The owner, James, let go of the dog leash and it jumped on Rey licking her face and making her laugh. That was when I seen everything I ever wanted. She managed to get free and ran off, making him chase her. "James asked me if we were together and for the first time I felt disappointment when I told him no. I so wanted to kiss you before you went home but the idea of losing you because of that kiss or the risk of us not working out and not being able to go back to how we were terrified me that I settled for a kiss on your cheek, hoping that was enough to tell you how much I love and care for you." I explained, I didn't even realise I was smiling until I felt my cheeks start to ache.
"Sixteen must be our lucky number." She laughs. "Because it was prom for me. I saw you in your tux and you looked so handsome. And when you kissed me, I felt weak at the knees and I knew that nothing and no one would compare to you. And deep down you must have known it too because no matter how many dates either of us went on we always came back home to each other and always managed to find something wrong with our dates. That was because we or me at least has always loved you in every sense of the word. But only in the last three months have I really felt my feelings change for you." She explains and I feel regret run through me once again. I wanted to kiss her again that night but I had just asked Libby out and they announced Prom King and Queen. I convinced myself that we weren't meant to be because of how awful the timing was so I pushed how I felt aside but ever since Zoey opened my eyes...
"It's like you opened a floodgate to all these feelings and no matter how much you try to shove them back in, it sends you flying across the room because of how overwhelming they are." I finish for her.
Her eyes hold mine for a moment before she nods, "Exactly." She whispers.
"Let's not waste anymore time." I take her hand in mine. "I decided a while ago that I am ready to take on the responsibility of caring for you and your baby." I place my hand on her stomach. "We're not getting any younger and dwelling on the what ifs is just going to drive us insane. What do you say? Ready to start this little family with me?" I ask, noticing the tears forming on the corner of her eyes. I wipe them away and she closes her eyes.
"I'd like that a lot." She laughs and nods. I feel my grin from ear to ear as I lean down and kiss her like it's the first time. Her arms loop around my neck and she kisses me back with so much love that my chest hurts. I want to tell her I love her but it doesn't feel right, it feels too early.
"Should we go back? They're going to start asking questions." I grin when she tightens her leg around me and rubs herself against me.
"I wanna stay in here with yooou." She elongates the last word like a child, making me chuckle and kiss her neck. "Please." She kisses my cheek, nose, chin, lips and neck. She's making it difficult to say no and I don't ever want to deny her of anything. And as if she has psychic abilities, there's a knock at the door and Jo's muffled voice is heard, "Y'all are so nasty, you could have waited until we all left to fuck. Anyway, pizza is here." Saved by the bell I guess.
Rey sighs loudly and lays on her back, a hand laying on her stomach. I can't help the smile on my face because she's throwing a little tantrum because she wants to stay here with me. I can be conceited about that can't I?
"Come on, if you be a good girl for the rest of the evening we can finish what you started later." I smirk and her face lights up.
She pecks my lips, "I want this." Her free hand takes hold of my manhood.
"Fuck me." I hiss and she nips my lip.
"That's the idea." She winks and let's go, getting up to get dressed.
She's going to kill me one day, my headstone is going to say 'Death By Constant Bonor'.

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- SasMaster145, 15.01.2024