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“I think I could enjoy some company,” she said playfully. Victor moved to get the bottle of wine he’d poured from and made up his mind not to press Danielle for anything regarding her brother the rest of the evening they were together; but he did have one thought: that it was possible that Danielle was in danger, given how angry her brother had apparently been.
“I was thinking of something,” Victor said, topping up her glass of wine.
“What’s that?” Danielle took a long sip of her drink, meeting his gaze with curiosity in her own.
“I know we haven’t been dating for that long,” Victor began, “but maybe we could sort of do a trial run of you moving in with me—say, spend the week together.” Danielle’s eyes widened and she set her glass down.
“You see me multiple times a day at work, and you’re already wanting to come home with me, too?” She crossed her arms over her chest. “I think you’re moving a bit fast, don’t you?”
Victor chuckled. “Can you tell me in all honesty that you would rather be on your own at night? If so, then you can do whatever you want. But I think it would be fun to come home to you here, every night—or come home together.”
“Is that all that’s behind this?” Danielle crossed her arms over her chest.
“No,” Victor admitted, knowing there was no point in lying to her. “I want you near me as much as possible, in case your brother tries to pull something.”
“Oh shit,” Danielle said, deflating a little bit. “He really might. Fuck.” She shook her head and seemed to crumple in on herself slightly as that realization dawned on her. Victor stepped around the kitchen island completely and wrapped his arms around her, hugging her tightly.
“You can think about all that shit with him tomorrow,” Victor suggested. “You’ve been through more than enough today already.” He pressed a soft kiss to the nape of her neck.
“I can’t believe that I’ve lost this much trust in my brother so quickly,” Danielle said, and Victor heard the catch in her throat.
“Maybe he’ll come to his senses,” Victor suggested. “You can always hope for that. In the meantime, let’s finish that glass of wine, and get you a hot shower, and then whatever you want for dinner.” He could almost feel Danielle smiling; he definitely felt her relaxing in his arms.
“I really want to be offended right now and tell you that you can’t take my mind off of this by spoiling me like a kid...but you totally can take my mind off of this by spoiling me like a kid,” Danielle said. Victor chuckled.
“I care about you, Dani,” he murmured. “Let’s put off thinking about anything else apart from enjoying each other until tomorrow, okay?” Danielle nodded.
“That sounds like a solid deal,” she said. She turned around in his arms to face him. “But you’re going to have to work really hard for me not to think about anything else—I’m kind of preoccupied.” Victor snickered and brushed his lips against Danielle’s.
“I think I can manage that,” he said.
Chapter18
Danielle tilted her head back as the hot water from the showerhead flowed down her back, relaxing her bit by bit. She could feel Victor’s presence behind her, but she knew she didn’t have to worry about him getting cold; his shower was the peak of luxury, with five or six different showerheads positioned so that no matter where one stood, they were in the flow of water from one direction or another.
She knew, too, that Victor loved to watch her like this, naked with the water cascading down over her body, dripping along every curve as it followed the path gravity pulled it along. After two glasses of wine, and the promise of more whenever she might want it, and a few minutes in the steamy, comforting confines of the shower with Victor, she had almost—almost—forgotten why she was so upset in the first place.
She felt Victor’s hands slide along her body, up from her waist to cup her breasts, and smiled, not bothering to turn her head or open her eyes. Just from his reaction to what she’d had to say, Danielle felt safe with him; safer than she’d felt with any man before in her life, and more comfortable to boot.
He trusted her. He believed her. She knew how easy it would have been for him to believe his lawyer that there was no way it was coincidence that her brother was in charge of the mostly-phony charities and she’d donated Victor’s money to them.
Stop thinking about that, she reminded herself, leaning into Victor’s touch as he began to gently pinch and roll her nipples between his fingertips. Immediately, jolts of sensation crackled from her nipples seemingly straight to her pussy, and Danielle moaned softly, barely avoiding getting a mouthful of water, as Victor worked her already-hard nubs slowly and steadily.
She leaned back against him and felt his cock beginning to harden, pressed against the curve of her ass. Danielle grinned to herself and wiggled against Victor slightly, pressing her ass against his developing erection to encourage it to get even harder.
Victor retaliated, letting one hand drift down along her abdomen and then slipping it between her legs, cupping her already-slick vulva. Danielle shivered as Victor’s fingertips slid up and down along her folds, pressing inward slowly until he found her clit and began to stroke her. She thought briefly about turning around in his arms, but after a moment or two, the thought passed and she gave into the pleasure of Victor’s touches, twisting and arching in his arms in reaction to his caresses.
She let her head fall back to Victor’s shoulder, squirming against him as his caresses became more insistent. After a few moments she reached around behind her body, groping blindly until her questing fingers found Victor’s hard cock and began to stroke him awkwardly, as the position required.
As she became more and more turned on, Danielle couldn’t stay where she was anymore—she needed more contact, better contact with Victor. She turned around to face him and kissed him hungrily, pressing her body against his in the midst of the flow from the different showerheads, letting the water flow around and between them as her tongue slid past Victor’s lips.
Their hands wandered all over each other’s bodies, touching and teasing, and Danielle felt herself getting more and more turned on by the moment. She kissed Victor on the lips and then trailed her mouth down to his throat, nipping and nibbling at the sensitive skin there even as Victor returned her teasing with interest, his hands seemingly finding every erogenous zone on her body, all at the same time.
Danielle pulled back slightly and looked into Victor’s eyes, feeling a kind of flirty mischief tingling through her along with the heat of her arousal. She held his gaze and sank down onto her knees on the floor of the shower in front of him, raising an eyebrow so that he would grasp the significance without her having to say anything.
She gave him a moment to say no if he didn’t want what she was going to do, and then reached a hand up to wrap her fingers around the base of his cock, bringing his erection towards her face even as she leaned in to kiss the tip. She kept looking up into Victor’s face as she took him into her mouth, swirling her tongue around him and tasting the salty-sharp taste of his precum as it began to flow, coating her tongue.
She took her time, teasing Victor with her lips and tongue, slowly—achingly slowly—taking him more and more into her mouth. Danielle sucked and licked, worshipping every inch of Victor’s hard cock, taking as much of him as she could and then giving herself a moment to adjust before taking a little more.
