Dangerous to Know & Love (13 page)

“Have you ever touched a man’s cock?”

She shook her head wordlessly as he continued to gaze at her. She couldn’t tear her eyes away from him – and she didn’t want to.

“Do you want to touch mine?”

Lisanne’s heart began to sprint. What was he asking her?

“I… I don’t know.”

He stood for a moment, looking at her, then dipped down to pick up the sweatpants that he’d dropped.

“Daniel, I…” she waited until he was looking at her again. “Daniel, I…” but she wasn’t sure what she wanted to say.

He gave a small smile.

“It’s okay, Lis. It’s cool.”

“No! I mean, I want to…”

“Want to what?”

She didn’t answer. Instead she took a step toward him and tentatively laid her hand on his chest, above his heart.

His eyes fluttered closed and he breathed deeply, the movement gently lifting Lisanne’s hand as his lungs expanded.

When he opened his eyes again, they were nearly black, and burning with desire. No man had ever looked at Lisanne like that and it took her breath away. A slow heat began to pulse between her legs and she knew that she wanted him. She wanted Daniel to be her first.

Slowly, he raised his right hand, resting it gently against her cheek.

“What do you want, Lisanne?”

“You,” she whispered.

He swallowed, and she was fascinated watching his Adam’s apple bob up and down in his throat.

“Are you sure? You don’t get to have your first time again, baby doll. This isn’t how I’d imagined it.”

A small smile pulled at the corner of her lips.

“You’ve imagined it… with me?”

He grinned at her.

“Are you fucking kidding me? You are
hot
. I’ve wanted you since I met you, but I figured you just wanted to be friends. That’s cool. I like having a friend who’s a girl.”

Lisanne’s smile faded. She wasn’t sure how she felt about that. But he said she was hot. That meant he liked her, didn’t it?

“Can I just… can I touch you?”

He nodded slowly, his eyes following her hand as it moved shakily to his waistband.

Softly, she laid her hand over his crotch and felt his heat and hardness. He inhaled deeply.

“You are so fucking sexy,” he said in a low, deep voice.

She stared at him, amazed, but he didn’t repeat his extraordinary words.

Feeling bolder, she rubbed her hand over him again and he groaned.

“Oh, sorry!” she cried out, stepping backward.

He grinned at her.

“Nothing to be sorry about, baby doll – only that you’re fucking killing me here.”

“Sorry!” she muttered again.

He shrugged. “I’ll live.”

He reached for his sweatpants again, but she laid her hand on his arm. He looked up at her, puzzled.

“Can we just lie down together?”

He raised his eyebrows.

“Okay, but this isn’t why I brought you here, Lis. You know that, right?”

She nodded.

“I know.”

She lay down on the bed and, after a moment’s hesitation he climbed up next to her. He slid his arm around her shoulders and pulled her in for a hug. Her right arm automatically rested on his stomach and he hummed happily.

He nearly leapt off of the bed when she stroked his semi again.

“Fuck!” he yelled. “Lis! You’ve got to give me some warning, baby. You’ll give me a fucking heart attack!”

She giggled nervously but kept stroking him.

He leaned up to look at her.

“Do you mind?” she whispered.

“Fuck, no!” he said, gazing at her with amazement.

“I want to see it,” she said.

This time he didn’t hesitate. He lifted his hips and pushed his briefs past his knees, then thrashed with his legs as he kicked them off.

His hard cock leapt up to his stomach, where it bobbed contentedly.

Nervously, Lisanne ran one finger up the large vein and jumped when it twitched at her. She felt rather than heard Daniel’s chuckle.

She ran her hand over him again, and heard his deep breaths as he sucked in air through his nose. His skin felt soft and smooth, but also hot and hard beneath her fingers. She squeezed and Daniel shifted his hips upwards into her palm.

“Is that okay?” she asked nervously.

He didn’t answer and she realized his eyes were closed, his breaths becoming shallow.

Tentatively, she moved her hand up and down, pulling a moan from deep within his chest.

“Fuck, Lis!” he whispered. “Can you go a bit faster?”

She moved her hand up and down more quickly, enjoying the way his erection thickened and heated beneath her fingers.

“Nnhhmm,” he groaned, encouraging her to move still faster.

A bead of pre-cum glistened on his tip and, entranced, she ran her thumb over it.

Daniel swore loudly and started pumping his hips into her hand, his head pressed backward into the pillow, his mouth open.

She moved her hand more quickly, watching his face with fascination as his orgasm began to build.

“I’m gonna cum. I’m gonna cum,” he chanted.

Lisanne kept going and suddenly, three jets of pearly liquid shot from his tip, startling her. Daniel called out loudly, then lay still.

His chest heaved, and his eyelids were screwed shut. Lisanne let her eyes drink in his masculine beauty. She felt proud of herself.
She’d
done that.
She’d
made him feel like that. Not some other girl. Not one of the skanks who hung around him all the time.

She lay back on the bed and Daniel pulled her into a careful hug, nuzzling his nose into her hair.

“That was awesome, baby doll,” he whispered.

After another minute he sat up and grinned down at her.

“You made a real mess of me – want to clean me up?”

Lisanne wrinkled her nose and shook her head. Daniel chuckled and reached over his bedside table for some of the toilet paper he’d had piled up.

He saw the expression on her face and shrugged.

“I keep it locked in here or it disappears.”

He wiped himself clean and tossed the tissues into a waste basket.

“Come here.”

Lisanne willingly snuggled into the warmth of his firm chest as he pulled the sheets over them.

“This is nice,” he said quietly.

Lisanne smiled as his free hand stroked her hair. She thought she’d die of happiness when he placed a gentle kiss on the top of her head.

She felt bereft when he sat up.

“Lis, can I ask you something?”

“Um, yeah?”

“Have you ever made yourself come?”

Her cheeks flushed pink. “No!”

Daniel shrugged. “Just sayin’. Lots of girls do.”

Lisanne blinked. “Yeah, I guess. But… I…”

He brushed his nose against hers. “Do you want me to?

“Do I want you to what?”

“Make you come.”

“Um, won’t it hurt?”

He raised his eyebrows. “No. Why would you say that?”

Lisanne wasn’t sure if she could blush any redder. It made it so much harder to have this conversation, knowing that Daniel had to see her face as she spoke.

“Because… because I haven’t had sex before.”

A look of understanding passed over his face and his lips twitched in a smile.

“No, baby. You don’t have to have my dick inside you to have an orgasm. Although I’d really fucking like to try that one day. I can make you come with my fingers if you like. Or my tongue.”

“Your t-t-tongue!” she stuttered, unable to stop herself. Then she hid her head in her hands. “Oh God, I’m such a loser!”

He pulled her hands away from her face. “Can’t lip read you like that, baby,” he said with a frown.

“Sorry. Sorry. I’m just… I don’t know what to say.”

“Say yes. I’ll make it good for you, I promise. Just my fingers, no tongue.”

He waved his jazz hands at her and she had to smile.

“Okay, I guess.”

He smiled back. “Could you wound my ego any more, baby doll?” Then his expression became serious. “Can I take your t-shirt off?”

“N-no. I’d rather you didn’t.”

“Okay,” he smiled. “No problem. But you’ll let me touch your tits, won’t you?”

“Um, alright.”

He placed a gentle kiss on her lips. “I won’t hurt you, baby doll. I just want to make you feel good.”

Lisanne lay back on the bed, her body filled with tension.

Daniel stroked her hair and kissed her lips again, gently tugging her lower lip with his teeth, until she opened her mouth a fraction.

His warm, wet tongue stroked her lips and traced the outline of her mouth. She opened a little more, and his tongue caressed hers, pulling sparks of pleasure from her. She moaned softly and he hummed quietly into her mouth.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled his head down, letting him deepen the kiss.

His hands rested lightly on her waist, then he pulled his lips from hers and planted a path of soft kisses down her throat and over the t-shirt, nuzzling her breasts softly.

She gasped slightly and he looked up when he felt her move.

“Okay?” he whispered.

She nodded quickly and he continued kissing down her chest, pushing the t-shirt up from her waist so he could kiss and lick her exposed stomach.

Her fingers gripped his shoulders as his head moved lower.

“I… um…”

He lifted his head to look at her. “What did you say, baby? Did you say something?”

“I… I don’t want you to kiss me
there
,” she said, nervously.

“I won’t if you don’t want me to, but I’d like to kiss your sweet little pussy one day.”

Lisanne was so embarrassed she didn’t know where to look. All she could do was close her eyes.

“Lis, look at me,” Daniel ordered.

Reluctantly, her eyes fluttered open.

“Don’t be embarrassed with me, Lis. I just want to make you feel good. Just my fingers, I promise. Will you let me?”

“Okaaay,” she said, softly.

He kissed her again and she moaned into his mouth, as his tongue tangled with hers. This time she kissed him back, and the growl he released made her triumphant. His hands drifted back to her chest, and his long fingers gently teased her nipples through the soft fabric of the t-shirt.

By her thigh, she felt his cock twitch into life again.

Gradually, her nerves fell away as his tongue worked its magic on her mouth and neck, sucking and nipping, turning her on in ways that amazed her. His hand continued to play with her nipples, occasionally cupping her breasts and massaging them gently.

She reached down and gripped his thickening length, but he pushed her hand away.

“No, baby doll, this is about you.”

Lisanne felt her panties grow damp as Daniel continued his sensual assault on her body. It was behaving and moving in ways that were unfamiliar to her, her hips lifting automatically to his touch, as if his own body was summoning hers.

His fingers began to toy with the edge of her panties and Lisanne moaned, barely recognizing the feral sound that fell from her.

Daniel felt the vibration of her moan and took this as encouragement. He slipped his hand inside her panties, causing Lisanne’s shallow breaths to catch in her throat.

“You’re so wet, baby doll,” he said softly into her shoulder. “You’re wet for me and one day I want to push my hard cock inside you and feel that sweet tightness all around me, but right now you’re going to ride my fingers.”

His thumb circled her clit, making Lisanne’s body arch off the bed. Quickly, he slipped his index finger inside, sliding it in and out. To Lisanne, it felt like a jolt of electricity passing through her body as the level of arousal took her by surprise.

She groaned and he caught the sound with his lips, pushing his tongue inside her mouth as his finger moved inside her body. Then he added a second finger, and started pumping them slowly as his thumb continued to massage her.

The sensation began deep in her belly, fizzing out to her thighs and toes, causing her muscles to twitch and convulse.

Her body arched again and she cried out.

“That’s it, baby doll,” whispered Daniel, spurring her on. “Let it go. Let it all go, baby. I’m here. I’m here.”

She tried to bat his hands away, sure that she couldn’t take anymore, but he pressed his body over hers, forcing his chest against her breasts.

“Ride it, baby,” he said, his voice strained. “Fuck my fingers, baby doll.”

Lisanne’s orgasm ripped across her, spirals of pleasure shooting through her body like quicksilver.

“Oh, God!” she cried out. “Oh, God!”

As her body floated back to earth, Daniel slowly removed his fingers, straightened her panties and tugged her borrowed t-shirt into place.

When Lisanne finally opened her eyes, Daniel was watching her, a calm, focused look on his face.

She blushed even redder when she realized he was sucking his fingers.

He saw her expression.

“You taste real good.” He held his hand out to her and wiggled his fingers. “Want to try?”

“No!” she said, shocked.

He grinned at her. “Your loss. So, how was that for you?”

“I… I…” she stammered. “Um, good?”

Daniel laughed. “Don’t go over fucking board or anything!”

Lisanne gave a nervous chuckle. “Sorry, I’m still… I mean… that was… I don’t know
what
that was, but it was…
amazing
. I can see what all the fuss is about now. I mean, I didn’t know that… I mean, wow!”

He smiled. “It gets better: trust me.”

Lisanne couldn’t imagine how
anything
could be better than that. But then she thought back to his dirty mouth, and all the things he’d said he wanted to do to her. Yeah, she’d definitely like to try that.

Daniel leaned back, pleased with his afternoon’s work. In truth, he’d been more than a little surprised when Lisanne had come on to him. Obviously he knew she was a virgin, and he’d thought that she was the type who planned on staying that way until she met Mr. Right. He hadn’t wanted to abuse her trust.

But her body was lush, even if she hadn’t let him see her naked. And that damn dress she’d worn on Saturday – seriously hot. The fact that she’d wanted to whack him off had surprised the shit out of him. But damn, if it hadn’t been good to have her hands on him, playing him like her instrument. And the way she’d responded to his touch had been a real fucking turn-on.