me off, then I could have had my fun and forgotten about him. Instead, he is proving himself to be the gorgeous, kind hearted, super-sexy man that I really, really like, and now everything is going to be so much more difficult.
Tilly and Gemma are out on the deck when we turn the corner, drinking more margaritas and chatting away.
"Oh hello, you two are back early, I thought you'd be out partying," I say, surprised to see them.
"Hi Bea, hello Daniel," Tilly responds. "No, we decided to come back after dinner and chill out. We'll all have a girly night out dancing another night."
"Gemma, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is Tilly's sister, Gemma."
"Hey Gemma, it's great to finally meet you." Daniel shakes her hand.
"Hi, Daniel, you too, I've heard lots about you, and your friend, Luke." She smiles and winks at Tilly.
"I'm going to make some more margaritas," Gemma says, standing up, collecting the two empties on the table, "would you two like one?"
"I'd love one of your famous margaritas, please," Daniel says with a grin.
"Yes, me too please, Gem."
"I'll put the desserts in our fridge," I say, holding my hand out for Daniel to pass me the bag. Instead, he holds my hand.
"I'll come too, you can show me where you're staying."
"You do that!" Tilly says with a gleam in her eye and a smirk on her face. I roll my eyes at her and make my way up the steps to the small deck before opening the french doors and leading Daniel inside.
"Wow, This is great!" he says, looking around the living area, "Did they build this just for guests?"
"Yes, it's lovely isn't it?"
"It's great."
"There's the kitchen," I point, "and the bedroom there. Tilly sleeps in the bedroom and I sleep on the sofa-bed here." I walk into the kitchen with Daniel following me. He hands me the bag and I remove the doughnuts, leaving them on the top before bending down to open the under-counter fridge. I put the key lime pie in, and just as I'm about to stand, Daniel trails a finger down my spine before putting both hands on my hips and pressing into me.
"You look incredible like this, Bea." I smile as I slowly stand, keeping my rear end pressed against him. He kisses under my ear, making me shiver.
"Wasn't there something that I was going to show you?" I turn against him and look up at his face.
"Was there?" he asks, curiously.
"Uh huh, I'm sure there was..." I slowly un-do the top two buttons of my dress and he realises exactly what I mean. He steps back to give me room to continue, his eyes, smouldering. I toy with the third button in between my breasts and pause. "...But we have margaritas on the way, you'll have to wait a little longer." I beam, patting him gently on the cheek, winking at him.
He frowns, gorgeously, and pouts like a child. Irresistible. Just as I'm about to wrap my arms around him and take him down, Gemma calls from outside.
"Bea, Daniel, margaritas!"
"Well how's that for timing?" I give him a quick peck on the cheek and head back outside.
"Thank you, Gemma, yummy." I hand Daniel his and he takes a sip.
"This tastes great, thanks."
We sit at the companion seat on our deck, while Tilly and Gemma stay down on the main deck, chatting. I gaze at his beautiful face. "Do you drink cocktails a lot, Daniel? You don't strike me as a 'cocktail' sort of a chap."
He smirks. "No, I don't drink cocktails much. I'm more of a beer or wine kind of a guy. But I enjoy the odd one here and there, outside pool-houses in the company of beautiful ladies, such as yourselves."
I smile as he takes another sip from his glass, and a small patch of salt remains on his lower lip. I can't help but stare, his lovely, soft, delicious lip. I want to lick it. I beckon him with my forefinger and he leans into the small table between us. I move towards him until our faces are almost touching. I whisper, "You have salt on your lip," before running my tongue along his bottom lip and taking it in my mouth, sucking gently. I bite down momentarily, before releasing
Tilly and Gemma are out on the deck when we turn the corner, drinking more margaritas and chatting away.
"Oh hello, you two are back early, I thought you'd be out partying," I say, surprised to see them.
"Hi Bea, hello Daniel," Tilly responds. "No, we decided to come back after dinner and chill out. We'll all have a girly night out dancing another night."
"Gemma, this is Daniel. Daniel, this is Tilly's sister, Gemma."
"Hey Gemma, it's great to finally meet you." Daniel shakes her hand.
"Hi, Daniel, you too, I've heard lots about you, and your friend, Luke." She smiles and winks at Tilly.
"I'm going to make some more margaritas," Gemma says, standing up, collecting the two empties on the table, "would you two like one?"
"I'd love one of your famous margaritas, please," Daniel says with a grin.
"Yes, me too please, Gem."
"I'll put the desserts in our fridge," I say, holding my hand out for Daniel to pass me the bag. Instead, he holds my hand.
"I'll come too, you can show me where you're staying."
"You do that!" Tilly says with a gleam in her eye and a smirk on her face. I roll my eyes at her and make my way up the steps to the small deck before opening the french doors and leading Daniel inside.
"Wow, This is great!" he says, looking around the living area, "Did they build this just for guests?"
"Yes, it's lovely isn't it?"
"It's great."
"There's the kitchen," I point, "and the bedroom there. Tilly sleeps in the bedroom and I sleep on the sofa-bed here." I walk into the kitchen with Daniel following me. He hands me the bag and I remove the doughnuts, leaving them on the top before bending down to open the under-counter fridge. I put the key lime pie in, and just as I'm about to stand, Daniel trails a finger down my spine before putting both hands on my hips and pressing into me.
"You look incredible like this, Bea." I smile as I slowly stand, keeping my rear end pressed against him. He kisses under my ear, making me shiver.
"Wasn't there something that I was going to show you?" I turn against him and look up at his face.
"Was there?" he asks, curiously.
"Uh huh, I'm sure there was..." I slowly un-do the top two buttons of my dress and he realises exactly what I mean. He steps back to give me room to continue, his eyes, smouldering. I toy with the third button in between my breasts and pause. "...But we have margaritas on the way, you'll have to wait a little longer." I beam, patting him gently on the cheek, winking at him.
He frowns, gorgeously, and pouts like a child. Irresistible. Just as I'm about to wrap my arms around him and take him down, Gemma calls from outside.
"Bea, Daniel, margaritas!"
"Well how's that for timing?" I give him a quick peck on the cheek and head back outside.
"Thank you, Gemma, yummy." I hand Daniel his and he takes a sip.
"This tastes great, thanks."
We sit at the companion seat on our deck, while Tilly and Gemma stay down on the main deck, chatting. I gaze at his beautiful face. "Do you drink cocktails a lot, Daniel? You don't strike me as a 'cocktail' sort of a chap."
He smirks. "No, I don't drink cocktails much. I'm more of a beer or wine kind of a guy. But I enjoy the odd one here and there, outside pool-houses in the company of beautiful ladies, such as yourselves."
I smile as he takes another sip from his glass, and a small patch of salt remains on his lower lip. I can't help but stare, his lovely, soft, delicious lip. I want to lick it. I beckon him with my forefinger and he leans into the small table between us. I move towards him until our faces are almost touching. I whisper, "You have salt on your lip," before running my tongue along his bottom lip and taking it in my mouth, sucking gently. I bite down momentarily, before releasing
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