That first night with Dani was like a dream that we refused to wake up from. After we'd both cum half a dozen times, I started to doze off. But that perfect woman wouldn't let me go to sleep. She'd sit me up and grind her plump ass in my lap until I was hard again, and each time we'd fuck even more passionately than the last.
Around five in the morning, we finally drifted off to sleep in each other's arms.
There was a moment when I woke up a few hours later when I thought that it had all been another fantasy of mine. I'd dreamt about having Dani for so long, I never thought it would become a reality.
But there she was, naked in my bed, the sheets revealing her supple curves, her bare feet poking out at the end. I laid there for a while, just staring at her when her hand finally crept towards my already hard cock.
"Good morning," she whispered, smiling with her eyes still closed. "Looks like you're wide awake."
Our lips came together in a slow, passionate kiss. Somehow, she tasted even sweeter in the morning. Her skin felt smoother, her scent was a beautiful mix of sweat and her strawberry fragrance, and my cock was even more erect for her than the night before. She climbed on top of me, teasing me by dropping her hips down until just the tip of my lust was inside of her.
"Oh, fuck," she moaned, her eyes rolling back as she ran a hand through her mess of black hair. "You feel even better sober..."
I let her take me slowly, inch by inch, until my desire drowned my will. The fact that she would leave soon, that this would be the last time I would ever have her, drove me into a frenzy. I forced her hips down until my cock filled her, and her mouth fell open in a pleasure-induced gasp.
"Oh, Alex!"
We wrapped our bodies together, afraid to let go. It was the most tender, loving sex I'd ever had. When we finally fell over the cliff of climax together, moaning into each other's mouths as I pumped another load into her flower, I let the words I'd been wanting to say for years fall from my lips and into hers.
"I love you."
Dani went quiet, burying her face in my chest. I could feel the tears on her cheeks, and it broke my heart to know that this could never last.
"Alex, you can't say that to me..."
We got dressed in silence, scouring the house for her panties that I had slid off her perfect legs and thrown across the kitchen. When she was back in that red romper and those thin heels, I got hard immediately.
She was so effortlessly sexy, and I couldn't look at her without falling into dark thoughts.
I told her I'd take her home, back to my brother, doing my best to hide my erection. Just as we were about to leave, Dani turned and put her beautiful hands on my chest. She gazed up at me, and I was lost in her deep blue eyes.
"This is it, Alex," she said, her voice shaky on her quivering lips. "When we walk out this door, things have to go back to normal. This can't happen again."
"When we walk out this door, huh?" I asked, cupping her face with one hand.
We knew that it had to stay a dream, that we had to forget about what we did, and we decided to enjoy each other's lips one more time. I pulled her into me, clawing at her body as I tried to swallow her tongue.
It was like we were trying to consume each other, desperate to make that kiss last forever. I picked her up by her butt, and she wrapped her bare legs around me. My dick was grinding against her pussy as I pinned her against the wall.
One of her heels fell to the floor.
My hand ran up her romper.
She moaned my name, pleading and begging until...
She pushed me away and ran out the door to my car. It was over.
Or, at least, that's what we thought.
The drive to my brother's house was dead silent, and Dani stared out the passenger window the entire time. I still couldn't help myself, stealing glances at her sexy legs and watching her tits jiggle with the rough patches in the road. A fantasy of Dani leaning over and jacking me off while she kissed my neck took over, and I accomplished the rest of the drive in a haze.
When we finally got to my brother's house, Dani turned and smiled at me. "Thanks for the ride," she said, trying to sound nonchalant. "Maybe you should come inside for a bit. It might seem weird if you just dropped me off without saying hi."
"Ya, I guess you're right." I didn't want to stay. I wanted to go home and jack off to the thought of her and weep because I knew that it was over. But I followed her in, desperate just to be in her presence for a moment longer.
Dani slid her heels off once we were inside, teasing me with her sexy little feet again. I know she didn't mean to, but I couldn't help but feel tortured by her every move.
"Mike!" She called out to the nonresponsive house. "Are you home?"
She disappeared upstairs, and I headed to the kitchen to put on some coffee. Any other night, if I had drank that much, I'd have a nasty hangover, but I guess Dani and I fucked all the whiskey out of our systems.
After a few minutes, Dani came into the kitchen in her bathrobe. It was short, white, and didn't do much to conceal her perky breasts. She'd put her jet-black hair into a ponytail, giving the perfect features of her face a chance to shine. Did she have any idea what she was doing to me?
"His car isn't in the garage," she said, sighing as I handed her a cup of coffee. "I guess he didn't come home last night."
"Does he do that often?"
Her face drooped a bit, and I hated my brother for not wanting to be around her every minute of every day.
"Sometimes... Anyways, I'm gonna take a shower."
"Alright, Dani," I said, setting down my mug. "I'll take off."
Just as I started to walk out, Dani cut me off, standing in my path. "No!"
I gave her a curious look, fighting the urge to look down her robe.
"I mean..." Her mouth was opening and closing, her eyes darting around hopelessly. "You don't have to... I just..."
Her coffee mug fell from her hands, and we were already kissing before it had shattered on the kitchen floor. I lifted her, both to bring her near me and to protect those perfect feet from the pieces of the broken mug.
"Oh, God!" She cried, furious with herself. "We can't do this! He could be home any minute."
"I don't give a fuck, Dani," I said, forcing her robe off her shoulders to reveal her erect nipples. "Tell me you love me..."
"Alex..."
I had easy access through the robe, and I set her down on the counter while I pulled my cock out of my pants.
"Say it, Dani," I huffed, taking off my shirt so she could run her hands over my bareback.
"Alex, I can't!" She was crying now, but her feet on my ass urged my hips forward, driving my cock into her again. She was soaking wet, and I wondered if she had fantasized about me on the drive over too.
I went in slow, waiting for those words I so desperately needed to hear.
"But you can fuck me?" I growled, thrusting hard at the end of each sentence. "You can flaunt your body for me? You can flirt with me? You can tease me and want me and spend an entire night surrendering your body to me!?"
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Then say it! If you can do all of those things then you can fucking say what you really feel!"
Her body spasmed and the words flew from her mouth like a bevy of doves, "I love you! Alex, I love you!"
The words took hold of me like her tight pussy gripping my cock, forcing the cum from my dick with the intensity of a fire hose. We both cried out and moaned into each other's bodies, completely disregarding any danger we had put ourselves in by fucking on my brother's kitchen counter.
When we both caught our breath, we cleaned up the broken mug and spilled coffee. Dani's robe hung lazily off her curvy body, and I refused to put my cock away. I was already growing hard again, it was impossible not to around her.
Finally, we both caught each other's eyes and laughed. We kept laughing until we were holding each other, kissing softly as she worked her hips against me.
"I'm gonna shower now, Alex," she said.
"Alright, Dani."
"And I want you to join me..."
It was foolish, of course. We had already pressed our luck so far, but we just couldn't stop ourselves. Feeling her sudsy, soaked body pressed against mine in the shower was unreal. It took my desire for her to new heights as I let my hands slide over every peak and valley her body had been gifted. We made out and played with each other, and I nearly slipped and fell when she knelt to put her lips around my cock.
She could make me cum buckets all day, my body would refill for her instantly.
But just before my cock started to surge to pump out another load into her perfect mouth, we heard what sounded like the garage door opening. Dani shot up from my crotch, nearly slipping as she pressed her wet, soapy body against mine--we listened like foxes alerted by some predator in the woods. When the house groaned with the sound of the garage door closing, we knew were in trouble.
"Get out! Get out!" Dani hissed, throwing back the shower curtain and shoving me out.
We were a whirlwind of panic, gathering up my clothes and rushing out of the hot water's fog. Over the second floor railing, I caught a glimpse of the door to the garage opening, and I turned this way and that looking for a place to hide, my erection slicing through the air like a dagger.
Fuck! I mouthed to Dani, whose eyes were wide with terror. With nowhere else to go, she hurried me into their bedroom. I know our options were limited, but fuck did I feel trapped in that room. My brother's heavy footsteps were already ascending the stairs, and he called out to his wife from the other side of the wall.
"Baaabe! Where are you? Fuck. I am hungoooover!"
Dani gave me a terrified look, shoved my pants and boots into my arms, and pushed me into their walk-in closet. I fell flat on my ass, watching Dani close the door until just a sliver of light crept into the dark closet. The door hadn't latched shut, and I could see through the slit; if I needed to make a quick escape I wouldn't have to turn the nob and make a bunch of noise. I slowly got my pants and boots on, hoping that my brother would take a shower or fall asleep.
I watched Dani's cute, round ass bounce as she leaped over to their bed, sprawling out so that her soaked hair covered the pillow like black vines. Her robe was riding high up her thighs, and she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.
