DANIEL'S GIRL: ROMANCING AN OLDER MAN by Katherine Cachitorie, Mallory Monroe

her
why.   Like when he helped the Newsome
boys.   The charges against them were
eventually thrown out, once the lawyer Daniel hired came onboard.   She threw her arms around his neck.
    Daniel put aside the towel he was
holding and gathered her into his arms.   This was what he’d been craving, and had been missing, for an entire
week.   Her warm, beautiful body.   The smell of her fresh scent.   The look in her sincere eyes.   And he had to have her.   Now.
    He lifted her into his arms, her legs
wrapping around his body, and he started kissing her.   Her familiar, sweet taste got him lust-filled
immediately and he couldn’t stop exploring every inch of that mouth, that
tongue, her bright white teeth.   He moved
down, to her chin, to her neck.   And her
breast started screaming for attention too.   They hadn’t been together like this for a full week, but by the way
Nikki’s body was responding, and Daniel’s penis was throbbing, it may as well
had been a full year.  
    And he was making her wait even longer,
as he traced kisses along every inch of her neck, then he moved to her
shoulders, and then to her chest.   By the
time his tongue licked the fully extended nipple of her breast, her entire body
was on fire.   And as he moved from one
nipple to the other, circling both with his tongue, licking and then biting and
then sucking them, and then sucking the fat of her breasts, the rest of her
body began to scream for his attention too.  
    But Daniel Crane was a methodical
lover.   He covered his tracks.   And that covering included moving from her
breasts to her toned stomach, with his tongue licking her belly button.   Until suddenly, as he began to move further
down her body, even his masterful control broke.
    He sat her naked body onto the vanity,
positioning her between the two sinks, opened her beautiful brown legs as far
as they could go, and bent down and buried his head between her thighs.
    “ Daaaan-iel !”
she screamed as soon as his tongue licked her vulva.   It felt like fire when he touched her
there.   And as he ate her pussy with the
urgency of a starving man, she tried to lift her body, twist her body, do
something to her body to get away from the agonizing but euphoric feeling.  
    But Daniel had control of her
completely.    His hands tightened on her
hips, forcing her in place whenever she attempted to get away.   Because he knew, like she knew, that the last
thing she wanted to do was get away from this.   And the last thing he was going to let her do was get away from this.
    He kept branding her with the fire of
his tongue as he parted her folds and kissed her with deep kisses.   His tongue would not ease up.   He licked her there, and sucked her there,
and lifted her skin between his teeth and gently bit her there.   He would not ease up.   Her legs were trying to close, for fear of
his wonderful burns, but he kept digging deeper, flaming her desire, making her
realize that this big, beautiful man had the goods on her because no way was
she ever giving this up.
    He slid his tongue along her walls,
giving her a massage that had her crying out in ecstasy, as if he was
determined to fuck her out of her own skin.   And that was when he came up for air.   But only because his cock had tented his pants and looked as if it was
going to pop through the material.  
    He slung off his suit coat and tossed
it aside.   That suit had to have cost
well over five thousand dollars, but Daniel treated it as if it was absolutely
worthless compared to that pussy he was now craving.   Because his eyes wouldn’t leave it.   Because as soon as she moved to close her
legs, just to give herself some cooling off too, he’d force them back
open.   He wanted to see it as he
undressed.   He wanted to see every
wrinkled, wet inch of it.   And he
undressed quickly, removing his tie, his shirt, his shoes.   And when he removed his pants and boxer’s,
and his massive cock sprung out as if