A Rey of Sunshine

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Author's Note: And this is done just in time for Star Wars Day! Everyone looking forward to The Last Jedi? I know I am!

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Holding the boarding pass in my hand, I look up at the large screen that showed off all of the flight information. In my hand with the paper slips, I checked my phone and unlocked the screen to look at the e-Mail app on my phone. The message had come from Orlando and despite me not knowing many people on the other side of the pond, this one was from one very special woman. It had been nearly ten months since Star Wars had come to my home town and it had been even better for my love life when I had spent a night of raw, passionate sex with the new 'it' girl in Daisy Ridley. It had been one of those crazy nights where even if I wanted to, I'd never be able to forget it. It had been nearly four or five months and I had given up all thoughts of ever seeing her again when an unknown contact had added me on an instant messenger client. Speaking with them, I very quickly discovered that Daisy had reached out to me and wasn't interested in not only speaking, but more hanging out with each other as well. Hearing the speakers come to life and inform us that the flight was boarding and my heart started to beat just a bit quicker. Walking up towards the gate, Daisy had been very kind in being willing to pay for the upgrade to first class and as a result I was one of the first boarders to the plane. Smiling towards the woman behind the desk, I move to hand over the boarding pass and not only drop it once but three times. James Bond has nothing on me.

The woman smiled politely and took the boarding pass from my hands, despite how I clenched at it. Checking it over, she nodded her head and passed it back to me, gesturing towards the open door. Smiling and doing my best to not appear absolutely fucking terrified at what was going on, I continued to walk forward through the plastic looking tube. Walking down towards the plane, I couldn't help but be reminded of the scene in E.T. with all the plastic over the house. Walking onto the plane, I was quickly directed to my seat and as I took it, I promptly placed my head in my hands. Why was I so nervous? I had seen Daisy as naked as the day she had been born and we had done much more than the majority of the internet wanted to do to her. Powering down my phone as per request of the pilot and strapping my seatbelt in, I actually found myself really looking forward to landing on the other side of the Atlantic. Maybe I was just overthinking this? Maybe she didn't want a night of sex with very occasional snack breaks? Maybe she didn't want to ride my face as if it were a pony? Maybe she just wanted some company for Star Wars Celebration?

As the flight was almost halfway through and I was tackling the 'food' that had been placed in front of me, the on-board computer beeped with a small green dot in the corner of the screen. Looking at it, I raised an eyebrow before fiddling with the device on the side of the arm rest. Bringing up the on screen user interface, I spotted that the e-Mail service had a large red number one in the top corner. Scrolling through to it, I pressed down on the 'enter' button and the message popped up on screen.

'Hi Will!

Hope the flight is going well! I just thought I'd message you to let you know that I won't be there to meet you when you land, I've been roped into doing some more of these dumb interviews. There'll be a driver there for you and he'll take you right back to the hotel. I promise once I'm done with these interviews we can spend at least a day together before I have to do some of the stuff at Celebration. I'm pretty sure some of the Rogue One cast will be around so if you want to meet them let me know and we can arrange something with them too! Can't wait to see you again!

Hugs and kisses,

Daisy.'

Well, that was something special. Chewing down on my bottom lip, deciding whether to respond or not I simply placed the pad back down on my lap and looked away. Coming off of the e-Mail screen, I went back to watching the movie I had been half watching. Shuffling in my seat, I tried to settle back and watch the movie but couldn't exactly focus on the previously big blockbuster. Instead, I was treated to visions of Daisy Ridley on her knees, her hand wrapped around my base as she sucked on me. I was treated to visions of her stroking an orgasm out of me and all over her stomach, I was treated to visions of Daisy getting fucked hard underneath me as I fucked her on the bed. As one of the flight attendants came down to take away our dinner trays, I licked my lips and laid my hands on my lap as the scene of perfume smelled almost the same as Daisy's and the last thing I wanted was to pop a boner right in front of her. Passing her my tray, I fidgeted in my seat and did my best to focus on the awful CGI in front of me. How much longer was this damned flight going to be? Scrolling over to the small plane that was flying over the atlantic, showing me that it wasn't going to be that much longer. Maybe only a couple more hours and even then, I still had so long to go before I even met Daisy again.

One torturous plane ride later, I was down on the ground of Orlando and had passed through the customs with relative ease. Walking out into the open maw of the Orlando International Airport, I looked around briefly before spotting a suited man with a small placard that said my name. Tugging on my suitcase, the man seemed to eagerly take it from me and he guided me towards a very smart car with tinted windows that wasn't quite a limo but it was a very large, car that looked like it was going to give me a very comfortable ride. Going to open my own passenger door, the driver beat me to it and almost seemed offended at the fact that I was trying to do the job myself. Shooting him a look, I ducked under the roof of the car and slipped inside, making sure to clip the seat belt in myself. The driver closed the door behind me and made his way over to the front, slipping inside of the driver's side and taking a seat. Twisting the key in the ignition, the guy pulled out towards the traffic, on the wrong side of the road, and we were well on our way towards the hotel Daisy had very kindly offered for us to share a room in. As the car moved through the lanes, we shared a brief conversation, he would talk about how he had grown up in the Orlando area and how he had spent most of his life driving around famous people. I was just about ready to apologise for disappointing him when he commented on how nice it was to have someone who wasn't a total ass. Laughing at that, I was about to speak before I saw the hotel arriving on the horizon. Looking up at it, my jaw almost hit the floor.

"Wow..." I muttered, almost to myself.

"Pretty impressive right?" The driver asked, flicking his eyes up towards the rear view, looking over at me as he caught my gawping stare and my slack jawed nod of my head. "Wait until you see the view..."

Pulling up into the taxi rink of the main hotel's entrance, I was led in by the driver who received a twenty dollar tip due to me mostly not understanding US money. I thought he looked extra happy as he left the building. Checking in, I was informed that 'Miss Ridley' would be along shortly and she asked that I not leave the building so that we can catch one another quickly. That seemed fair. Riding the lift up towards our room, I had the key card in my hand, not in my pocket through fear of magnetising the strip and already fumbling before I had gotten too far. Sliding the card into the lock, the small red LED light flicked from red to green and the door unlocked. Walking inside, the room, the driver was right. The view was astonishing. Taking a few more steps inside, I closed the door behind me, hearing it shut with a click.

The room wasn't really a room. It was more of a suite than anything else. Walking inside, I lifted my hardcase suit up and dropped it on the side of the large queen sized bed. Walking over to the windows, I stuffed my hands into the cargo shorts I had bought from one of the budget stores near to my home and looking over the city before me. Rubbing at the back of my neck, the pensive or even relaxed look on my face slowly spread to a wide grin as I realised just what was ahead of me. Turning around and looking inside of the room, I bit down on my bottom lip and in a childish manner, I leapt up and punched the air, actually amazed at the fact that I was here in America, millions of miles away from my home and where I had spent most of my life. Taking the time to explore the room, I walk inside of the suite and look around the main room. There was a fancy flat screen TV that was hanging off of the wall, it was facing the large bed and looked like it was ready for some bedtime viewing. Whether I would have the time for that, I'm not sure. I had no idea what Daisy had in mind for us so while I did want to check out some American TV, I was far more interested in spending time with the it girl of pop culture so far. There were a few ornate closets that ran along the wall, pictures hanging off of hooks to give some colour to the plain cream walls. There was a warm chocolate coloured carpet beneath my feet, pushing my slip on shoes off of my feet with the tips of either of my feet, I kicked them to the side and moved over to the en-suite bathroom. The bathroom was one of the fancy ones with the heated floors, white porcelain bathroom items were dotted around the small bathroom and made it look very warm and cosy.

Wow... I really hope Daisy hadn't spent that much on this room for us both... Chewing down on my bottom lip, I pull the door shut and walked back into the main room of the hotel. Taking a seat on the edge of the bed, I shuffled myself right back up so that I could rest my head against the feathery pillows and reached over to the bedside table. Grabbing the remote, I clicked the power button on and scrolled through the TV until I could find something fairly decent to watch. Settling on some dumb talk show, I watched the TV half heartedly as my eyes started to droop. Looking over at the small bedside table, I saw that it was nearly five in the afternoon. I probably had the time for a small power nap right? I'd be well rested for our night out or whatever it was she had planned. Before I even had a conscious effort to try and do anything to stop it, I let sleep take me.

The brief sleep had been short and uneventful but as I stirred from my sleep I felt... Strange. My eyes slowly opened up and I was very quickly introduced to the sight before me. Daisy's hands were on my chest, her blouse and bra were both off and her long brown hair was loose around her shoulders as her head was back and she was sliding herself up and down on top of me. Her head fell forward and she saw that I was awake. Grinning down at me, the English beauty started to lift her hips and drop them down faster and faster.

"Hiya..." She panted, sweat rolling down her forehead gently as she placed my hands on her body. "Sorry it's so quick... Had to make sure it all still worked!" She laughed, moaning as her hips slid all the way down my pole. Her teeth were gritted as her soaking wet pussy hugged on my dick as she slid herself up and down. Moaning my name, I slowly closed my fingers around her breasts, squeezing them as she rode me as if I were a pony. Daisy's walls were hugging me so tightly as she slid her hips up and slammed them down with a sharp flick of her waist. As she hit my waist, she rolled her hips around on me in a figure eight style motion, grinding her against my lap as she rode me. Daisy's body was so close and tight to me as she bounced, her hips started to buck as her body started to reach an orgasm. My hands came down to her hips and I held her in place, she would grind against me as I pumped my hips up fucking inside of her and towards some of the sweet spots that seemed to be burned inside of my brain. My hands ran down towards her hips, holding her in place as I sit up on the bed. Lifting her up ever so slightly, Daisy instinctively wrapped her legs around my waist while my hands moved down to the curve of her ass. Squeezing the cheeks gently, I pushed myself up and rearranged myself on the bed, holding her in my arms and keeping her against me as I was now on my knees and Daisy was wrapped firmly around me.

Sliding her up and down, Daisy's nails were digging into my back as I fucked up inside of her. My hands held onto her thighs, keeping her in place or helping her come up and drop down as my own hips worked forward, sliding myself inside of her while I give it to her. Sliding inside of her, I felt my own orgasm start to build up and while I gave it to Daisy, I started to groan, almost in warning. My mouth came down to Daisy's neck and as I peppered it with kisses, Daisy's pussy hugged me tighter and then her head fell back and she came all over my cock. As she held onto me for the release, I held her against me and started to fuck her through her orgasm. Hammering myself inside of her, I let out a low moan and then my own orgasm started to take over. Pushing myself back inside, I held my length buried inside of her and started to cum. Shooting rope after rope of cum inside of her, I let out a low moan in her ear while painting her insides with my cum.

Our heads came up, looking each other in the eye before she moved in and we shared a deep, passionate kiss. Our lips melded together and our tongues parted almost instantly as she slipped her tongue into my mouth and we shared a kiss together as she fell all the way back down on my cock. My own cum mixed with hers as we held onto each other, both of us taking turns on being the aggressor in the kiss. My tongue would suck on hers before she took over, moaning into my mouth as she wriggled on my lap. Our lips slowly parted and she quickly kissed me again before grinning, rubbing her hands over my shoulders.

"How was your flight?" Was all she asked, a wide smile on her face before she broke down into a giggle fit while remaining buried on my cock. Her hands came up and rubbed at my shoulders as her legs unfolded from around me and we both fell backwards, my body hitting the plush fabric of the mattress and her body crashing against me. Her soft frame was resting on top of me, slightly damp with sweat as the post-fuck workout started to come down. My hands ran down her body and onto her soft thighs, stroking against the perfect milky white skin. My fingertips ran along her skin, exploring the contours and curves of her body. I was actually amazed at how well I remembered her body and the way her skin felt pressing against me. Running my hands up and down her legs, I lifted my head up and stroked some of her brown hair away from her ear, bringing my head in to nibble and kiss against her bottom earlobe. Sucking on it gently, I run my hands up and down her spine, my fingertips stroking against the bony part of her anatomy. Holding the British beauty against me, she nestled down against my chest and it was a strange feeling. It was as if the night we had spent together back in Ireland was simply moments ago. She settled back down against me and slowly lifted her mouth up to kiss against my chin.

"I should probably go shower." Daisy said, sitting back up again and taking position on top of me as she had been when she had woken me up. She leant down and kissed my cheek, bottom lip, top lip and nose before sitting back upright and stretching. I was about to get up myself, half expecting a round two in the shower but Daisy's hands stopped me. Pushing me back down, she threw her legs over me and got up in the middle of the room. Running her hands over herself, she shot me an extra sexy wink before heading over towards the shower. "Go back to sleep babe, we'll catch up tomorrow." With that, I decided to take her advice and go right back to sleep, already excited for the next couple of days.

Time passed and before long, I was woken up to the scent of strawberries wafting up towards my nostrils. My eyes fluttered up towards the ceiling of the room I was staying in. Stirring, my eyes opened and I was greeted to the sight of the bedroom's ceiling and then the soft weight of Daisy Ridley curled up in my arms. Lifting my head up off of the plush, feather light pillows, I looked down towards the brunette who I was sharing the bed with and couldn't help but consider myself very, very lucky. Here, in my arms, slept one of the most beautiful women in the world and she was sleeping contently and here I was, a guy who worked for the National Trust back in England. We were definitely a mixed kettle of fish but neither me, nor Daisy, cared for the difference. Stirring, the woman in my arms shifted and lifted her head up to look up at me. Instantly, the sleep shifted from her and her hands came up to cup my face in her hands. She tugged me down and offered me a soft kiss on my lips as she woke up. Shifting from her position in her place, Daisy slipped up so that she was straddling my waist and planting another set of soft kisses against my face. The star of Episode seven, eight and presumably nine, Daisy smiled and ran her fingers against my cheek.

"Good morning baby." She whispered, her breath husky as she dealt with waking up. "Sleep well?" She asked, stretching out, showing off the fact that she had borrowed one of my over sized shirts. Her head came down to my chest, her ears pressing against my rib cage, listening to my heart beating as she did so.

"I did... This looks a lot better on you than it does me too." I say, grinning as I lifted the bottom of my shirt up, flashing her spine towards me as she giggled into my chest.

"I needed something after my shower. I kind of wanted to rummage through your luggage too." Daisy admitted, honesty being her best policy clearly. Looking up at me, Daisy shot me a smile before sitting up in bed. "Hungry? We should get some room service." Daisy leant over and plucked one of the menus off of the side table and pulling the thin sheet of paper up so that we could look through it all ourselves.

"Daisy... These prices are..."

"Taken care of. The mouse is picking up the tab. We can order whatever we want and they'll pay for it."

"Oh... Oh okay. Really?" I asked, genuinely curious as to how far the generosity extended. Looking down at the menu and then to Daisy's forehead, she simply shrugged her shoulders and ignored what I had said.

"I'm thinking pancakes. Syrup, cream, all that sweet stuff. I'll feel like a total pig but if we're going to a theme park, we might as well binge yeah?" Daisy asked, jabbing her right index finger against an appealing stack of pancakes that had golden syrup running down the sides of it to show off what it looked like. "I shouldn't really be eating all of this but I don't have to worry about filming until June so... Yeah, that won't be a problem." Sitting up in the bed, Daisy raked her long fingers through her hair before reaching over and grabbing the phone that was on the side. Lifting it up and planting it on the pillow next to us both, she keyed in the number for room service before placing the headset to her head and listening to the speaker. "Hi! This is Daisy Ridley in room four oh two? Hi, yeah! Can I order some breakfast please? I'd like to book a stack of the pancakes with syrup, ice cream and... Some cinnamon sprinkles too please? Twenty minutes? Okay, great. That's fine, great, I'm looking forward to it!" Hanging the phone up, Daisy looked over at me and grinned.