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Daniela lay awake on the floor of her best friend's bedroom, struggling to fall asleep due to the unfortunate uncomfortableness of her situation..well that's what she tells herself.

She drew the short straw of taking the floor at a sleepover with her two best friends yet again, just her luck. Daniela always seemed to have bad luck, it was inevitable at this point in her life that she was unlucky, always getting the most unfortunate situation out of every one that is possible in that universe and this was not different.

Except it isn't just about the floor. The unlucky thing that was happening to her at that moment was the fact that she could not get the thought of her friend's mom out of her head.

Mrs Laforteza

Daniela wasn't gay. She always has boyfriends and male crushes all throughout her life so the possibility of liking a girl did not even cross her mind but here she is, thinking about her best friend's mom in situations she probably shouldn't.

“That's it Sweetheart just like that, breathe for me” Sophia murmuring quietly into Daniela's ear, her fingers pumping slowly into the girls core, curling them ever so slightly to hit the sweet spot which makes Daniela's toes curl-

Enough.

She can't think about her like that.

She needs a glass of water.

Daniela stood up and took a deep breath, trying to shake the feeling off and clear her head before going downstairs. She tiptoed towards the door, opening it quietly so as to not wake the two snoring girls on the bed and slipped out into the lit hallway.

Her slippers pattered quietly on the soft carpet of the hallway and down the stairs, trying hard not to make a sound as to wake the sleeping figures and cause a disturbance, thank god for being a dancer, trained to be light on her feet.

She successfully reached the kitchen and went to turn on the light before she heard a voice. “Mark, I'm serious. It's almost 3am where the fuck are you …… no I don't care about work I called your office you left four hours ago, four. …… whatever, I'm locking the doors so you can sleep somewhere else I cannot keep doing this” and then silence.

Daniela froze.

Mrs Laforteza and supposedly her husband having such a private conversation and Dani just basically heard all of it. She waited a few seconds before turning the corner and quietly flickering on the light.

She saw the look on Sophia's face and how she quickly wiped her eyes before turning to the latina with a soft smile “you okay sweetheart?”

Daniela flushed a little and cleared her throat before speaking “Y-yeah sorry Mrs Laforteza I just couldn't sleep..are- are you okay? I didn't mean to overhear-”

Sophia froze momentarily before the same smile she has seen a thousand times covered her face, but this time forced. “Oh sweet girl it's okay, just a little dispute nothing to stress yourself about, you said you couldn't sleep is everything okay?”

Daniela flushed a little at the comment. She could not tell this woman that she was having extremely sexual thoughts about her and that is why she couldn't sleep.

“no no I uh- just a little bit of insomnia it's okay” the lie was so bad it was obvious that Sophia saw through it but luckily for Daniela she didn't comment.

“Awh you poor thing c'mon, let me get you a drink of water yeah? Come sit” the older woman pulled a chair out for the latina and gently patted the seat before walking to the sink and grabbing a glass, filling it to the top with water and setting it down on the table.

Daniela nodded and sat down, grabbing the glass and taking a sip before looking back at the Filipina. Even in old PJ's she has never looked more beautiful. Her hair up in a loose ponytail with several strands loose, no makeup and her glasses propped up on her head? Absolute heaven for Daniela.

The two sat in silence for a moment before Daniela spoke up, looking wearily at the woman “Mrs Laforteza?..Are you sure you are okay?” Sophia stayed silent for a good minute before letting out a small sigh “yeah i-..yeah baby of course, just marital problems, nothing that can't be fixed”

The small smile on the Filipina's face did absolutely nothing to soften the volume of her words. Marital issues? Daniela thought that conversation sounded a little deeper than ‘something that can be fixed’. the way Sophia sounded so defeated made the latinas heart clench.

“i- .. I'm sorry to hear that Mrs Laforteza..” Daniela said quietly as she looked up at the woman with pure sincerity in her eyes “please Daniela call me Sophia, Mrs Laforteza feels too formal” the latina gave a small smile before nodding “sorry, Sophia”

The name seemed to slip effortlessly from her lips, like it was meant to, like it belonged. “Is there.. is there anything I can do to help?” Sophia met Daniela's eyes with a small flicker of hope “Dani baby…it's okay, I promise don't you stress” but Dani couldn't let it go. Sophia was…perfect. Everything anyone could possibly want in life and someone is currently throwing that away? No.

Daniela looked down at the bottle of prosecco on the table and gave a small smile “can..I have some?” she was going to need confidence for this. Sophia chuckled softly before grabbing another glass and pouring it halfway “just don't tell your mom okay?” Daniela nodded and drank around half before smiling up at Sophia nervously.

“Y'know uh Sophia i-..I have always thought you were really beautiful..” the words came out quiet and weary, almost like the phrase itself was scared to be heard by the world. But Sophia only smiled and a small blush covered her cheeks “oh Daniela, that..that means a lot” the sincerity in Sophia's voice made a wave of confidence wash over Daniela.

“I mean it. You are.. incredible and anyone to get a chance with you would be the luckiest person in the world”. Sophia stared for a moment before gently grabbing Daniela's hand and squeezed it gently “dont boost my ego more than it needs” a small laugh escaped Sophia's soft lips and Daniela stood to walk over to the woman, stopping directly in front of her.

“Sophia..” the older woman looked up at her for a few moments before standing to reach her height “sweetheart.. what are you doing”The latina gently moved to rest her hands on Sophia's waist, running her nails down the soft exposed skin “i want to show you how beautiful you really are..how much you deserve”

The words hung in the air for a moment before the older woman let out a shaky breath and let herself relax “daniela I'm like twice your age-” “doesn't matter. Let me show you..”

Sophia didn't say anything for a moment before crashing her lips onto the latinas, moving her hands to rest on the girl's jaw and pulling her closer. Daniela swears she short circuited. But she quickly caught herself and picked the woman up by her thighs and placed her on the edge of the table, giving herself some leverage and a bit of a height advantage.

Sophia let out a sigh that could only be described as relief, the feeling of another woman's hands on her skin making her feel more free than ever before and she couldn't even try to think of anywhere she would rather be. She pulled away briefly to catch herself and let out a soft “Daniela..”

Daniela, being equally breathless, brought herself to gently place a finger on the older woman's lip “shh..let me, it's okay”. Sophia nodded and slowly removed her robe and pj shirt, leaving her in only a small pair of shorts that barely go to mid thigh. Dani's mind went blank. The sight of Sophia Laforteza bare chested and panting up at her made her go weak in the knees.

The latina quickly moved to press kisses down the column of the Filipinas neck, trailing down her sternum and down to her chest, taking a peaked nipple into her mouth and sucking softly, moving her hand to pinch the other one in-between her thumb and forefinger.

“god sweetheart-” the sound only spurred Daniela on, the blissful voice making saying the words she has dreamed about for months. The latina continued to pay attention to the woman's chest, being careful not to leave any marks as she began her journey south, savoring every single kiss like it was going to be her last.

Once she had reached the waistband of the sleep shorts Daniela looked up at Sophia for permission, silently praying that the woman says yes. And of course she does. Sophia nods with a breathless “please” that sends a shiver down Daniela's spine and she slowly pulls her shorts and panties down in one swoop.

The sight before her made Dani's mouth water. Sophia's bare sex dripping right before her eyes, almost begging to me touched and worshiped like it should. And the latina wasted no time before leaning forward and licking a long stripe from the bottom of her slit to the top, letting out an audible moan as the flavor hit her tongue.

Above her Sophia's hands moved to tangle in her hair, not pulling but gripping like a lifeline, it has been years since Sophia felt this much pleasure in one go and she felt like she was going to split in two “oh God Daniela f-fuck”

At the sound Dani groaned into the woman's cunt, grabbing her ass and pulling Sophia closer to her face so she could get as much of her as possible. The latina dipped her tongue between the older woman's folds, briefly fucking her before pulling away and moving up to her clit, suckling softly and letting her eyes flutter close.

Daniela has never been so blissed out. She has dreamed of this for months and this is exactly how she planned it, fucking her slow and savoring everything she possibly could.

The latina moved her hand off of Sophia's rear and slowly pressed two fingers into her core, making sure to go slow so the woman could adjust. The sound that left Sophia's mouth could only be described as pornographic. The evident need in her voice made Dani want more, starting to curl her fingers ever so slightly just to make the woman shake.

“M-more please Dani-” Sophia gasped as her grip on Daniela's hair grew tighter, her desperation seeming almost pathetic in her own ears but magical to Danielas. The latina began to create a rhythm, two pumps of her fingers, a curl, then a small suckle on her clit.

Soon enough Sophia's thighs were tensing around Dani's head and holding her in place as the woman let go of Daniela's hair to balance herself on the table beneath her, letting out a high pitched whine that pierced through the empty kitchen.

Daniela lay awake on the floor of her best friend's bedroom, struggling to fall asleep due to the unfortunate uncomfortableness of her situation..well that's what she tells herself.

She drew the short straw of taking the floor at a sleepover with her two best friends yet again, just her luck. Daniela always seemed to have bad luck, it was inevitable at this point in her life that she was unlucky, always getting the most unfortunate situation out of every one that is possible in that universe and this was not different.

Except it isn't just about the floor. The unlucky thing that was happening to her at that moment was the fact that she could not get the thought of her friend's mom out of her head.

Mrs Laforteza

Daniela wasn't gay. She always has boyfriends and male crushes all throughout her life so the possibility of liking a girl did not even cross her mind but here she is, thinking about her best friend's mom in situations she probably shouldn't.

“That's it Sweetheart just like that, breathe for me” Sophia murmuring quietly into Daniela's ear, her fingers pumping slowly into the girls core, curling them ever so slightly to hit the sweet spot which makes Daniela's toes curl-

Enough.

She can't think about her like that.

She needs a glass of water.

Daniela stood up and took a deep breath, trying to shake the feeling off and clear her head before going downstairs. She tiptoed towards the door, opening it quietly so as to not wake the two snoring girls on the bed and slipped out into the lit hallway.

Her slippers pattered quietly on the soft carpet of the hallway and down the stairs, trying hard not to make a sound as to wake the sleeping figures and cause a disturbance, thank god for being a dancer, trained to be light on her feet.

She successfully reached the kitchen and went to turn on the light before she heard a voice. “Mark, I'm serious. It's almost 3am where the fuck are you …… no I don't care about work I called your office you left four hours ago, four. …… whatever, I'm locking the doors so you can sleep somewhere else I cannot keep doing this” and then silence.

Daniela froze.

Mrs Laforteza and supposedly her husband having such a private conversation and Dani just basically heard all of it. She waited a few seconds before turning the corner and quietly flickering on the light.

She saw the look on Sophia's face and how she quickly wiped her eyes before turning to the latina with a soft smile “you okay sweetheart?”

Daniela flushed a little and cleared her throat before speaking “Y-yeah sorry Mrs Laforteza I just couldn't sleep..are- are you okay? I didn't mean to overhear-”

Sophia froze momentarily before the same smile she has seen a thousand times covered her face, but this time forced. “Oh sweet girl it's okay, just a little dispute nothing to stress yourself about, you said you couldn't sleep is everything okay?”

Daniela flushed a little at the comment. She could not tell this woman that she was having extremely sexual thoughts about her and that is why she couldn't sleep.

“no no I uh- just a little bit of insomnia it's okay” the lie was so bad it was obvious that Sophia saw through it but luckily for Daniela she didn't comment.

“Awh you poor thing c'mon, let me get you a drink of water yeah? Come sit” the older woman pulled a chair out for the latina and gently patted the seat before walking to the sink and grabbing a glass, filling it to the top with water and setting it down on the table.

Daniela nodded and sat down, grabbing the glass and taking a sip before looking back at the Filipina. Even in old PJ's she has never looked more beautiful. Her hair up in a loose ponytail with several strands loose, no makeup and her glasses propped up on her head? Absolute heaven for Daniela.

The two sat in silence for a moment before Daniela spoke up, looking wearily at the woman “Mrs Laforteza?..Are you sure you are okay?” Sophia stayed silent for a good minute before letting out a small sigh “yeah i-..yeah baby of course, just marital problems, nothing that can't be fixed”

The small smile on the Filipina's face did absolutely nothing to soften the volume of her words. Marital issues? Daniela thought that conversation sounded a little deeper than ‘something that can be fixed’. the way Sophia sounded so defeated made the latinas heart clench.

“i- .. I'm sorry to hear that Mrs Laforteza..” Daniela said quietly as she looked up at the woman with pure sincerity in her eyes “please Daniela call me Sophia, Mrs Laforteza feels too formal” the latina gave a small smile before nodding “sorry, Sophia”

The name seemed to slip effortlessly from her lips, like it was meant to, like it belonged. “Is there.. is there anything I can do to help?” Sophia met Daniela's eyes with a small flicker of hope “Dani baby…it's okay, I promise don't you stress” but Dani couldn't let it go. Sophia was…perfect. Everything anyone could possibly want in life and someone is currently throwing that away? No.

Daniela looked down at the bottle of prosecco on the table and gave a small smile “can..I have some?” she was going to need confidence for this. Sophia chuckled softly before grabbing another glass and pouring it halfway “just don't tell your mom okay?” Daniela nodded and drank around half before smiling up at Sophia nervously.

“Y'know uh Sophia i-..I have always thought you were really beautiful..” the words came out quiet and weary, almost like the phrase itself was scared to be heard by the world. But Sophia only smiled and a small blush covered her cheeks “oh Daniela, that..that means a lot” the sincerity in Sophia's voice made a wave of confidence wash over Daniela.

“I mean it. You are.. incredible and anyone to get a chance with you would be the luckiest person in the world”. Sophia stared for a moment before gently grabbing Daniela's hand and squeezed it gently “dont boost my ego more than it needs” a small laugh escaped Sophia's soft lips and Daniela stood to walk over to the woman, stopping directly in front of her.

“Sophia..” the older woman looked up at her for a few moments before standing to reach her height “sweetheart.. what are you doing”The latina gently moved to rest her hands on Sophia's waist, running her nails down the soft exposed skin “i want to show you how beautiful you really are..how much you deserve”

The words hung in the air for a moment before the older woman let out a shaky breath and let herself relax “daniela I'm like twice your age-” “doesn't matter. Let me show you..”

Sophia didn't say anything for a moment before crashing her lips onto the latinas, moving her hands to rest on the girl's jaw and pulling her closer. Daniela swears she short circuited. But she quickly caught herself and picked the woman up by her thighs and placed her on the edge of the table, giving herself some leverage and a bit of a height advantage.

Sophia let out a sigh that could only be described as relief, the feeling of another woman's hands on her skin making her feel more free than ever before and she couldn't even try to think of anywhere she would rather be. She pulled away briefly to catch herself and let out a soft “Daniela..”

Daniela, being equally breathless, brought herself to gently place a finger on the older woman's lip “shh..let me, it's okay”. Sophia nodded and slowly removed her robe and pj shirt, leaving her in only a small pair of shorts that barely go to mid thigh. Dani's mind went blank. The sight of Sophia Laforteza bare chested and panting up at her made her go weak in the knees.

The latina quickly moved to press kisses down the column of the Filipinas neck, trailing down her sternum and down to her chest, taking a peaked nipple into her mouth and sucking softly, moving her hand to pinch the other one in-between her thumb and forefinger.

“god sweetheart-” the sound only spurred Daniela on, the blissful voice making saying the words she has dreamed about for months. The latina continued to pay attention to the woman's chest, being careful not to leave any marks as she began her journey south, savoring every single kiss like it was going to be her last.

Once she had reached the waistband of the sleep shorts Daniela looked up at Sophia for permission, silently praying that the woman says yes. And of course she does. Sophia nods with a breathless “please” that sends a shiver down Daniela's spine and she slowly pulls her shorts and panties down in one swoop.

The sight before her made Dani's mouth water. Sophia's bare sex dripping right before her eyes, almost begging to me touched and worshiped like it should. And the latina wasted no time before leaning forward and licking a long stripe from the bottom of her slit to the top, letting out an audible moan as the flavor hit her tongue.

Above her Sophia's hands moved to tangle in her hair, not pulling but gripping like a lifeline, it has been years since Sophia felt this much pleasure in one go and she felt like she was going to split in two “oh God Daniela f-fuck”

At the sound Dani groaned into the woman's cunt, grabbing her ass and pulling Sophia closer to her face so she could get as much of her as possible. The latina dipped her tongue between the older woman's folds, briefly fucking her before pulling away and moving up to her clit, suckling softly and letting her eyes flutter close.

Daniela has never been so blissed out. She has dreamed of this for months and this is exactly how she planned it, fucking her slow and savoring everything she possibly could.

The latina moved her hand off of Sophia's rear and slowly pressed two fingers into her core, making sure to go slow so the woman could adjust. The sound that left Sophia's mouth could only be described as pornographic. The evident need in her voice made Dani want more, starting to curl her fingers ever so slightly just to make the woman shake.

“M-more please Dani-” Sophia gasped as her grip on Daniela's hair grew tighter, her desperation seeming almost pathetic in her own ears but magical to Danielas. The latina began to create a rhythm, two pumps of her fingers, a curl, then a small suckle on her clit.

Soon enough Sophia's thighs were tensing around Dani's head and holding her in place as the woman let go of Daniela's hair to balance herself on the table beneath her, letting out a high pitched whine that pierced through the empty kitchen.

the practice room feels electric tonight.

the choreographer just left after a brutal 4 hour session, yelling 'clean it up tomorrow!' before slamming the door. the lights are dimmed to the emergency strips, casting long blue shadows across the mirrors.

only you and daniela remain.

the new choreo is filthy—slow, sensual, extremely close contact. you’ve been paired with daniela for the center section because you’re tall, strong, and can lift her during the lift.

the song is dark, sultry r&b with heavy bass. every move is intimate. body rolls, hip isolations, hands sliding down waists, thighs pressing between thighs, chests brushing, lips almost touching.

you’re already nervous.

daniela is in a black sports bra and very low rise leggings that sit below her hips. sweat glistens on her collarbones and abs.

she looks at you through the mirror, eyes dark, a tiny smirk playing on her lips.

“ready?” she asks, voice low.

you nod, throat dry.

the music starts.

from the very first beat, she’s on you.

she presses her back against your front during the opening, rolling her hips slow and deep, grinding her ass directly against your crotch. you feel her heat through the thin fabric.

your cock twitches instantly. she notices and pushes back harder, rolling in a slow figure-eight that makes your breath hitch.

during the drop, she turns to face you, hands sliding up your chest, nails grazing your skin under your tank top. she leans in so close her lips brush your ear.

“you’re getting hard already?” she whispers, voice dripping with amusement. “we’re only 30 seconds in.”

your face burns.

your cock is now fully hard, straining painfully against your sweats, visibly tenting.

she feels it—presses her thigh between your legs, grinding against your bulge on purpose while doing a body roll.

every move after that feels like torture.

she grinds on you during the chorus.

she lets her hand ( totally not on purpose ) brush your erection multiple times. during the bridge, she drops low in front of you, face inches from your crotch, looking up with those dark eyes while rolling her body up slowly, lips parted.

you’re leaking pre-cum into your boxers, cock throbbing so hard it hurts.

by the final pose, her back to your front, your hand possessively on her waist, both of you breathing hard—she subtly grinds her ass back against your cock one last time, slow and filthy.

the music cuts.

you’re panting, sweating, painfully hard. daniela turns slowly to face you, eyes gleaming with satisfaction.

she doesn’t say a word.

she just grabs your wrist, pulls you across the room toward the small storage closet at the back, and pushes you against the wall.

the storage room door barely clicks shut before daniela drops to her knees in front of you.

“you’ve been hard for me for the last forty minutes,” she says, voice low and rough. “now you’re gonna let me take care of it.”

she drops to her knees, yanks your sweats and boxers down in one rough motion.

your cock springs free. thick, pre-cum dripping steadily from the tip. she licks her lips. “fuck… look at you,” she breathes. “so fucking hard just from dancing with me.” you can’t answer. your cock twitches hard under her gaze.

she wraps one hand around the base, her fingers don’t even meet and gives you one firm stroke. you groan, hips jerking forward. she smirks knowing what she can do with you.

“so sensitive already huh?” she teases. “poor baby. all that dancing with me pressed up against you… must’ve been torture.”

before you can beg, she leans in and takes you into her mouth.

the heat is immediate. she doesn’t start slow—she sinks down halfway in one smooth motion, lips stretching around your girth, tongue pressing flat against the underside.

you moan loudly, one hand flying to the wall for balance, the other tangling in her hair.

she hums around you, the vibration shooting straight to your balls. then she starts moving— deep bobs, taking more of you each time until her nose is brushing your pelvis.

she gags softly when you hit the back of her throat but doesn’t pull off. instead she swallows around you, throat fluttering, eyes watering but locked on yours the whole time.

“fuck, daniela—” you choke out.

she pulls off with a wet gasp, strings of spit connecting her lips to your cock. her hand strokes you fast, slick and messy.

“you’re so fucking big,” she says, voice hoarse. “i can barely take all of you… but i’m gonna try.”

she dives back down—messier this time. spit drips from the corners of her mouth, runs down your shaft, coats your balls.

she sucks hard, hollowing her cheeks, tongue swirling around the head every time she pulls back. the sounds are obscene—wet slurping, gagging, her soft moans vibrating around your cock.

you’re shaking. your thighs tremble. you can feel yourself getting dangerously close already.

“daniela, wait—i-i’m gonna—!”

she pulls off suddenly, hand still stroking you slowly.

her lips are swollen, shiny with spit, a thin string of saliva still connecting her to your tip.

“not yet,” she says, voice low and commanding. “you don’t get to cum until i say so.”

you whimper—actually whimper—hips twitching desperately.

she stands up, shoves her leggings and panties down in one motion, kicking them aside.

she’s soaked. her pussy glistening, clit swollen and peeking out. she turns around, bends over the stack of mats, ass up, back arched perfectly.

she looks over her shoulder at you, eyes dark.

“fuck me.”

you step forward, grip her hips, and push in and letting her feel every inch. she moans loud, head dropping forward, fingers gripping the mats.

“god—yes... fill me up baby...”

you bottom out, hips pressed flush against her ass, and still for a second—savoring how tight and hot she is.

then you start moving, deep thrusts that make her gasp every time you bottom out.

but daniela isn’t satisfied with slow.

“harder,” she demands, pushing back against you. “don’t be gentle. fuck me like you mean it.”

your grip on her hips tightens, and you start pounding into her, but harder, faster, and deeper. the sound of skin slapping skin echoes in the small room.

she cries out, back arching deeper, ass bouncing with every thrust.

“fuck! yes—right there, j-just right there—!” she moans, voice breaking. “don’t stop! oh! harder—give it to me!”

you rail her. relentless, cock slamming into her over and over, balls slapping her clit.

she’s soaking, wetness dripping down your thighs. her pussy clenches around you like a vice, trying to pull you deeper.

you reach around, fingers finding her clit, rubbing fast and rough. she sobs, thighs shaking violently.

“i’m gonna cum—” she gasps. “don’t stop. please don’t stop—”

you keep pounding, fingers working her clit, until she shatters, screaming your name, pussy spasming hard around your cock, gushing wet and hot.

you fuck her through it, deep and rough, until her legs give out.

you pull out, flip her onto her back on the mats, and push back inside in one thrust. she moans loudly, legs wrapping around your waist.

“fill me,” she begs, eyes locked on yours. “cmon' d-don't be a pussy.”

you thrust deep one last time and come hard.

thick fluids flooding her, spilling deep inside her pussy. she moans at the feeling, clenching around you, milking every drop.

you collapse on her shoulder, both of you panting, bodies slick with sweat. she wraps her arms around your neck, pulling you closer, kissing your neck softly.

“fuck…” she whispers, voice hoarse. “that was so good.”

you smile against her skin, still buried inside her, heart racing.

“y-yeah. it was.” she laughs breathlessly, then kisses you playing with your tongue.

“next time,” she murmurs against your lips, “we’re doing this in my room. i want to take my time with you.”

you groan softly.

you’re already looking forward to it.

"look at me," daniela says, her voice a rough whisper against your neck.

you force your eyes open. her face is right there, all sharp angles and soft skin, her gaze locked on yours. she’s moving inside you, a deep, dragging push that makes your back arch off the bed. you can’t help the sound that comes out of you, a choked-off moan.

"see?" she breathes, her hips rocking forward again. "see how good it is?"

you nod, because speaking is impossible. all you can do is feel. the thick stretch of her inside you, the hot slide, the way your body clenches around her every time she pulls back. your hands scramble at her shoulders, holding on.

"told you i’d take care of you," she says, and her smile is all wicked promise. she leans down, catching your mouth with hers. the kiss is messy, all tongue and heat, and it matches the rhythm of her hips perfectly.

-

an hour ago, you were just friends on her couch.

the movie was some forgettable action film, but you weren’t watching. you were hyper-aware of the inch of space between your thigh and hers, of the way her arm was draped along the back of the cushions, almost touching your shoulder.

“you’re thinking too loud,” she’d said, her head turning towards you.

“i’m not thinking anything.”

“liar.” her smile was slow, knowing. “you’ve been buzzing all night. nervous?”

you shrugged, looking down at your hands. “a little.”

her fingers brushed your chin, tilting your face back up. “don’t be. with me, you don’t ever have to be nervous.” her thumb swept over your bottom lip. “can i kiss you?”

you just nodded.

that first kiss was soft, almost questioning. but it didn’t stay that way. not with daniela. her eagerness was a live wire, and it sparked something in you too. within minutes, the movie was forgotten, the remote knocked to the floor. her mouth was on your neck, your jaw, back to your lips, and her hands were everywhere—skimming under your shirt, palming your breast through your bra, making you shiver.

“you sure?” she’d asked, her breath hot on your skin as she pushed your shirt up. her eyes were dark, serious, waiting for your answer.

“yes. god, yes, daniela, please.”

that was all the permission she needed.

-

now, there’s no softness left. just this relentless, perfect friction. she fucks you with a focus that steals your breath. one of her hands is braced by your head, the other grips your hip, her fingers pressing hard into your skin.

“you feel incredible,” she groans, the words vibrating against your throat. “so warm. so fucking tight for me.”

you want to tell her she feels incredible too, that you’ve never felt this full, this connected, but all you can manage are broken sighs and sharper cries every time she hits a spot deep inside that makes your toes curl.

“there?” she asks, catching the change in your breath. she adjusts her angle, grinding down, and yes, there, right there. a jolt of pure pleasure shoots up your spine. “found it,” she says, sounding pleased with herself.

her pace quickens. the wet sound of skin on skin fills the room, mixed with both your breathing. you’re so close you can taste it, a tension coiling low in your belly, getting tighter and tighter with every thrust.

“daniela,” you whimper, your nails digging into her back.

“i know, i know,” she soothes, but her own rhythm is starting to falter, getting sloppier, more urgent. “come on, let me feel you. come for me.”

it’s the raw need in her voice that does it. the coil snaps, and pleasure crashes over you in a hot, dizzying wave. your body locks up, clenching around her so hard you see stars, a silent scream stuck in your throat as you shake beneath her.

feeling you fall apart triggers her own release. she buries her face in your neck with a rough, choked sound, her hips stuttering as she pushes deep and stays there, pulsing inside you. you feel the heat of her, the subtle throbbing, and it draws a final, weak shudder from your own spent body.

for a long moment, neither of you moves. the only sound is the frantic pounding of your hearts slowing down.

she’s the first to stir, pressing a soft, open-mouthed kiss to your shoulder before she carefully pulls out. you gasp at the sudden emptiness, the cool air on your overheated skin. she collapses beside you, turning on her side to face you.

“okay?” she asks, her hand coming up to brush the hair from your forehead. her eyes are soft now, searching your face.

It wasn't a shocker though because maybe ninety percent of the university had a crush on her. Almost every day when you walked the halls or sat in class, there'd be someone talking about how badly they wanted her. Unfortunately for you, you were amongst one of those people that did. But you've been classified as a nerd on multiple occasions and Daniela made it clear she only liked frat guys.

You weren't trying to stare at her, but when you noticed the angry strides she took, you couldn't help but wonder why. You've maybe spoken to Daniela a few times since you've attended college with her and it wasn't because you didn't want to, it was just the simple fact that you knew she would shut you down. In the past, you only talked because you were tasked to help her with assignments.

But this time, you wanted to see what was wrong.

Because now that you see her, you saw the tears streaming down her face too—the mascara darkening her cheeks slighty.

You were afraid to say anything to her honestly, but you were also too caring. Maybe a little nosey when it came to her.

You picked your keys up and called out, "Hey Daniela," her head turning to you slightly but continuing on her way. You didn't want to seem creepy, but you started jogging up to her, seeing her not speeding up but continuing on her way, "Daniela, wait!" You watched her slow down slightly, letting you finally catch up as you adjusted your bag on your back, trying not to let it fall while you trailed behind her.

She wasn’t looking at you, “what do you want?” Her voice came out almost harsh, like she didn’t want to be bothered and honestly—she clearly didn’t. But you just wanted to delusionally comfort her in your own way, and she possibly knew that.

"Hey, sorry to bother you but uh..."

"Then why are you bothering me?" She asked, still not taking a single glance at you.

You chuckled awkwardly, "that's a fair point but I couldn't help but notice you're clearly pissed off and..." you were walking so fast trying to keep up that you were bumping into a lot of objects in your way, "and I was just trying to see what was wrong if that's not a weird thing to do." That finally got her to stop, you almost fumbling over your own two feet to turn to her, now completely seeing her face.

Oh, she was hurt by something.

You almost never seen her unhappy let alone cry.

Her arms folded over her chest; her purse being sandwiched between her forearm and her chest. Her head tilted slightly, "why the hell do you care? I didn't ask you to come check up on me." She was very upset so you could understand how she felt.

You nodded and licked your lips nervously, pulling your bag strap firmly on your arm to keep yourself steady. "I uh-I don't know. I just saw you crying and clearly upset so I kind of just wanted to make sure you were okay." She stared at you hard, holding your gaze deeply which caused you to swallow nervously.

Her head tilted upward questionably, "why?" She asked, almost a whisper.

You could hardly continue, your lips quivering trying to spit anything out. Her eyebrow raised, waiting for you to continue, "just because you're always happy and in a good mood and I guess I was just a little concerned, that's all." You explained it softly, Daniela staring at you like you just said the dumbest thing ever. She was very unreadable, and her stare was so predatory it had you almost walking away.

"Are you okay?" You asked her after she didn't reply, still not getting a reply from her. It's like she wanted to say something but at the same time, you two didn't really know each other. You literally only occasionally spoke a few times and if she was being honest, you're very nice to her. She didn't have a reason to be mean to you and she knew that but at the same time, she was just upset for her own reasons.

You swallowed and reached a hand out, not touching her, just trying to keep her attention. "Look I can see you're headed in the direction of the sorority house," you informed her, "and I know your boyfriend usually takes you there but considering he's not here right now and you're upset, I'm sure you were going to walk there." You weren't trying to offend her, but when you said boyfriend she looked more upset.

"Bye, ____," she said, going to resume walking.

"No no no, Daniela wait," you gently caught her wrist and this time, she stopped and didn't look annoyed, "I was just going to ask you if you wanted a ride there? I know by car it's like fifteen minutes from here and on foot it would be way longer," she seemed to soften at that which caused you to let her wrist go, "I can take you back there, if you need me to." You offered, seeing her eyes trailing from your feet and back to your face.

She stared at you for a moment, seeing the hopeful look in your eyes. You weren't trying to be weird but at the same time you knew you wouldn't feel right letting her walk back when it would be dark before she even got back. Daniela knew she didn't really want to walk back home, especially since it was also cold too and of course getting dark soon as well. She sighed and nodded, "okay. Yeah."

You let out a breath that you weren't aware that you were holding. You smiled at her, and just for comfort, you reached your hand out and she surprisingly took it. She instantly felt like her entire body relaxed. Not only was your hand super soft, but you were very warm and soothing but not only that, you were just extremely sweet. Daniela felt like she was about to melt from being treated so nicely after what just happened.

When you got to your car, you clicked the unlock button twice to unlock all the doors. You guided her to the passenger side and opened the door for her, watching how she almost elegantly entered your car and let your hand go. You waited for her to pull her legs inside before you softly closed the door behind her with a soft thud. Your heart was basically beating out of your chest; did you really just get the Daniela Avanzini in your car?

Yes, you did.

You opened the backdoor and put your bookbag in it.

After, you walked to your side and pulled the door open, taking your seat as you sat in the driver side and shut the door once you were situated. The sound of the doors locking automatically made the situation even more real, but the sound of her putting on her seatbelt made it almost way too real. You did the same and then turned your car on, the sound of the of your music coming on; being soft and very low.

You turned the heat up just slightly on her side, just to make sure she was warm. "Is that okay?" You asked her, seeing her only nodding which made you do the same. You looked at her again for a second, seeing the still ruined mascara on her face. You reached over her, her eyes following as you pulled open your glove compartment. You had tissues in there, paper towels for when you ate in your car during lunch.

You pulled some paper towels out, "here you go." You softly offered, Daniela eyes looking at yours before she took it.

It was nice interacting with her, but you were still curious why she was crying in the first place. You reversed out of the parking lot and began on your way. You've driven past the sorority house before because it was on the way to your off-campus apartment. The sound of the soft music mingled with the soft hum of your car was soothing. There wasn't as much traffic luckily for you two.

It was really silent and you didn't want to get in her business, but you also didn't want her to be uncomfortable or anything. You coughed softly to get her attention which you did, "you hungry? We can get some food before I drop you off, if you want to?" You didn't know it, but you were for sure having an effect on her. What kind of effect, she wasn't quite sure, but it felt so nice to be talked to so sweetly.

You were showing nothing but genuine care and if Daniela was being honest, that had her feeling less sad. She nodded, "I wouldn't mind getting food. Shake shack, if that's cool." She replied, her eyes turning from looking out the window to now staring forward. You just nodded a couple times, of course that was okay. You actually enjoyed food from there too and if she liked it, then that was definitely nice in a way.

You swallowed before asking her, "may I ask you why you were crying? I legit don't think I've ever seen you sad before."

She didn't answer for a second, you almost regretting asking before you stopped at a stop sign. You saw the flash of her phone screen from your right and when you turned your head, you saw she was showing you a text conversation. It was one of those, "Hey girlie," messages. You nodded, reading the long paragraph from a woman that she didn't know. She was explaining how her and Daniela's boyfriend had been hooking up for a while.

Daniela pulled the phone back and scrolled, turning the phone to you and showing you a picture of her boyfriend and clearly another woman kissing. You didn't know what to say because how could anyone cheat on someone as beautiful as her? Maybe it was an insecurity that he had or he's just a plain ole cheater. You watched her face carefully, seeing how she seemed to be more and more upset at the sight.

Daniela let out a sigh, "I already figured he was doing something behind my back," she said, "I just hate how men will come back to you after knowing they have someone else. It literally pisses me off so bad." She pulled her phone back, turning the screen off and placing it in her purse. You had almost forgot you were at a stop sign; too entranced in what she was telling you.

You nodded once and then a few more times before turning back to the road and proceeding to drive. "Well, it's definitely his loss, Daniela," you told her and caught her attention, "because in the end, the one who is unfaithful always loses. They'll realize that nothing and no one will make them happy, so they will end up just being alone." You didn't see it, but she smiled softly at that. "And you win by not going back. By realizing-you are most certainly the prize."

She tried to contain her smile, but you caught it and it came out, "I'm not going back at all. He's been texting me, but I already gave up on that. This isn't the first time he's made me feel like shit." You hummed questionably, waiting for her to continue, "when we're out, he looks at other women so fucking hard like I kid you not ____, he would break his neck to look at another woman walk by."

You scoffed, "what the fuck?" You asked, "so you're telling me that he has a ten out of ten girlfriend who looks like a super model and he still wants the attention of other women?" You looked at her for a second and saw her nod, causing you to shake your head, "I think men are the dumbest creatures to ever exist because what do you mean you can live with the fact that you fumbled someone this beautiful? Come on!"

That actually made her laugh, the sound catching your ears in the most beautiful way. You smiled to yourself before saying, "I'm serious Daniela. He has to be the dumbest person alive to fumble you. Like there's so many people on campus that wants you and he fumbled so fucking hard. Like that's actually so crazy to me." You insinuated every word with a small tap on your steering wheel.

Daniela sat up straighter in her seat, "that's how men are, unfortunately. They will never be satisfied with just one woman."

"And I mean never, they're so unbearable," you said, both of you chuckling before a soft and charming silence overtook you.

She would occasionally take glances at you, realizing just how soft and sweet you were. The times you had spoken, you were always so nice to her. You were one of the few people that didn't try to impress her or try to get in her pants just because. You were so respectful no matter what and now that she's thinking on it, she's wondering why she had never tried to form a friendship with you. You seemed like a genuine person.

There are definite signs in people that shows that they're just straight assholes, but you for sure weren't. She could look at you from a mile away and can tell you had a pure heart. She knawed on her bottom lip softly, trying to distract her thoughts. Being at this close proximity to you, she could really pick up on your personality. Your clothes were always clean; your car was clean and smelled great.

Small things about you she noticed. And it wasn't because she was overanalyzing you, she was just able to get a good look at you now that she was technically hanging with you. Your whole demeanor was fairly... attractive. She didn't know how to explain it because she wasn't even attracted to nerds. You were, however, very attractive. She looked ahead again, letting the soft music take over her mind.

After you got you both some food, you were on the way to take her home to her sorority house. She hadn't started eating her food yet and neither have you.

"____." Daniela called, gaining your attention as you hummed, "I don't really want to go back to the sorority house." She said.

You eyed her and asked, "oh, why?"

She shrugged, "they're throwing a party there at eight," she explained, "and I really don't want to be around that shit right now."

"I understand," you didn't want to seem weird, but you had to ask, "well, do you want to-I don't know maybe come over?" She looked at you from the side, "I mean, that is if you want. I live off campus and have an extra bedroom if you want to come over for the night."

She stared blankly at you for a second before nodding, "yeah. That sounds fine."

-

You and Daniela were now standing in front of your apartment door, and she was holding your food as you fished out your keys from within your pocket. You unlocked your door and pushed it open, flipping the light on and letting Daniela in. She walked in without hesitation, you closing the door behind you before locking it. You walked to her and ushered her to the living room, "we can eat in here. I'll put a movie on."

You watched her walk into your living room, the strides she took being almost hypnotic. You took your hoodie off and placed it on the back of your couch, now only being in a plain t-shirt and jeans after kicking your sneakers off as well. She took a seat and placed the food on your coffee table, but you missed the way she was staring at you. You didn't turn a main light on, only a corner lamp that was bright enough to light up the room.

She was impressed with how clean it was, cozy, warm and so comforting. You walked over to her and grabbed the television remote that was sitting on the coffee table, just before you turned it on. You scrolled through channels, "anything you want to watch, Daniela?" You asked her without looking at her, hearing her take a bite of a crunchy french fry.

"Anything is fine." She replied.

You flicked through channel after channel until you came across a movie, one that you didn't recognize but it was in the genre of a romance and drama. She hummed approvingly and you decided to take your seat next to her. She was looking at the television when you looked at her. "You can take your shoes off if you want, Daniela. Make yourself at home, I definitely don't mind at all."

You watched her reach down for the shoes on her feet, and you're just now realizing how nice her outfit was. Every time she wore a skirt with a short top and a jacket accompanied by a nice set of heels, it genuinely always took your breath away. It wasn't on purpose, but you watched her slip the heels off and then came her jacket, your eyes trailing away from her so you wouldn't stare too long at her.

She knew you were looking; she saw the way you swallowed thickly and was facing the tv awkwardly. Daniela didn't think too much of it though, because she thought it was cute. Not to have a cocky mindset or anything, but she was aware of how gorgeous she was. There hasn't been a day in her life where she thought otherwise, but seeing you being all flustered and trying to contain your composure was adorable.

You both ate your food in a silence that didn't make either of you uncomfortable. It was hard trying to keep your gaze on the movie because not only did you have a crush on Daniela but having her in your apartment sitting next to you, on your couch, looking as beautiful as ever had your heart racing. It felt unreal, but the fact that you were able to calm her down from what happened made it real.

You had finished your food first and after she finished hers, you had taken both of your trash and threw them away; bringing over some hand sanitizer for her. She thanked you with the most genuine smile, making your heart flutter so sweetly. If you weren't such an overthinker, you would tell her about your crush. Unfortunately for you, your heart would not be able to handle rejection from her.

"____," she called out, your head turning to see her already looking at you, "where's your bathroom? My makeup needs a touch up." She chuckled softly, you doing the same.

You pointed to your dimly lit hallway, "it's the second door on the left. Take all the time you need."

Daniela stood up and grabbed her purse, walking past you in the most gorgeous way. You were trying to look, but she was so beautiful that your eyes couldn't help but stare. You could smell the sweet perfume that she wore when she walked past you; it felt like you were going to faint from that alone. You watched her disappear down the hallway, the sound of your bathroom door opening and then closing softly.

You let out a deep breath, trying to regain the little sanity that you had left. You were very grateful that her now ex did cheat on her and as messed up as it sounds, you were happy it got you in this situation. You didn't know her ex personally, but you knew he was a frat boy meaning he was around women all the time. Daniela was a sorority girl, but you knew she was all about him, unfortunately.

That caused her to be blind of his actions because anyone could look at him and tell he wasn't a faithful guy. It's not like you were paying any attention to him but when you saw her with him sometimes, you could tell he clearly didn't like her. It's like he was only with her the reputation of being one of the most popular frat guys in the entire school, and was dating the most popular sorority girl as well.

Then again, it was none of your business. Your crush for Daniela wasn't exactly clear because you've never shown it. Hopefully you weren't giving off signs that you did have a crush on her because you did not want her to feel weird with you. Considering she hasn't demanded you take her home yet, you're guessing she didn't. She seemed really comfortable around you, and you were happy for that.

After about ten minutes, Daniela came out of your bathroom. You sat up and saw her face and honestly, you couldn't believe how ethereal she managed to look. She only touched up her makeup, and she still managed to make that look gorgeous. This time when she walked past you. she turned her backside slightly in your direction where her ass was basically in your face.

You were so flustered and she could tell. The way you awkwardly looked away from her and to the way your hands fidgeted from in between your thighs. She was satisfied with how effective small things she did affect you. You were actually more attractive when you tried your hardest to not show how flushed you were. Not even just cute nor adorable, you were downright attractive. Very attractive.

Daniela was curious now. Have you ever been in a relationship before? You were so levelheaded and focused all the time, so she assumed you didn't have the time. She has never seen you anywhere outside of campus or in class, so she assumed after classes you would just come straight home. There was nothing wrong with that at all and if anything, it made you even hotter than you already were.

"____," she called, your eyes landing on her seeing how she had one leg over top of her other, "can I ask you something?"

You nodded your head, "sure, what's up?" You asked, turning to her slightly so she could know you had her full attention. You didn't miss the way she swallowed thickly, like she didn't want to ask whatever was on her mind.

"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked you, seeing how the question clearly caught you off guard.

You shook your head, "no I don't. May I ask why'd you ask?"

She stared at you for a moment, and you didn't miss when she slid closer to you just a fraction. "I don't know what I'm doing or thinking but," her voice trailed off for a second, "I'm just curious if you've ever had sex before?"

You chuckled awkwardly, trying your hardest to figure out where that came from. "I have, yeah. Not recently, but I've been intimate with someone before."

Daniela hummed, just before she looked up at you, "I guess I asked because for some reason," she started, slowly sliding closer to you just a little more, "this night alone is making me feel more than my ex has ever made me feel in the past." She said, watching your face for any discomfort, "and I guess with the way you're acting with me right now has me feeling some kind of way."

Your breath hitched hard when her thigh was pressed firmly against your very own, your eyes never leaving her face. She leaned closer to you which out of nerves, made you lean back just a fraction. You weren't sure what she was trying to do, but your mind could understand what she was implying. It had your heart hammering inside your chest, the sound meeting your ears.

One of her hands went to your thighs, ghosting over it before she grasped it firmly and rubbed it softly. Daniela leaned closer to you, her lips being close to your face. She smiled slightly, "I don't know where this feeling came from, but I want you so bad," her lips got closer to you, a soft chuckle escaping her from your reaction, "when I was in the bathroom just now, I couldn't stop thinking about this."

A giant shiver shook through your body, your hands shaking slightly when you reached up and grasped her arms to stop her. She pulled back and looked at you, seeing how you closed your eyes briefly with your tongue swiping over you bottom lip. "Daniela, I understand what you just went through and I know it must be hurtful. But I really don't want to be your stress relief or rebound. As much as I—"

"As much as you what, ____?" She asked, her voice low and seductive which caused a chill to go up your body, "as much as you clearly want to fuck me?" She asked boldly, her hand going up to cup your jaw and pull your attention towards her. "I don't care about what my ex did. And don't try to act like you haven't been eye fucking me ever since we been at this school. You think I didn't notice when we did work together?"

You swallowed harshly, "I—I can admit I may have looked at you inappropriately before and I apologize for that," she stared you dead in the eyes as you spoke, "and I may have a crush on you but at the same time, I don't want to be a quick hook up for you as revenge for him." Your eyes looked away nervously, the closeness and eye contact that she held being so nerve wrecking.

She smiled at you, "I kind of figured you had a crush on me." She gently pulled your face closer to hers just before she wrapped her free arm around your back, having you pressed firmly against her. "And if I'm being honest, I always found you to be so cute," her lips ghosted over yours, your eyes trained on her beautiful face. "Tell me I'm wrong, ____. Tell me you never wondered what it would be like to fuck me?"

Your mouth hung open slightly, Daniela finding you to be so cute. She leaned forward and pressed a small kiss to the corner of your mouth, feeling you shiver at the contact. Her hand left your face and the other one moved from your back before she grasped both of your forearms; feeling the tension in them. She rubbed them soothingly, "don't worry about my ex baby, I know you want to fuck me. Come on, ____."

You were stuck on the fact that she had kissed you and touched you in such a way that had you shaking now. "Dani—Daniela I—yeah, I mean yeah I've thought about it in the past, but I respected your relationship and let those thoughts go." You confessed almost under your breath, but she heard you clearly. You being so flustered had her so turned on; she could feel a pulse in her clit slightly.

You saw how her legs clenched together, the feeling of her nails trailing up and down your forearms making you gulp. "And what about now? You still want to? Because I want you to."

The Daniela Avanzini wanted you? She wanted you to have sex with her and with you having the biggest crush on her, your mind was telling you to just do it. "If we do this—what would it mean to you?" You asked, Daniela being in awe with how serious this was to you, "Because I've never hooked up with anyone before. I don't want it to be a one night stand Daniela, I want us to be something if we have sex.”

Daniela stared at you for a moment, finding it adorable with how you were. You were just the type of person who never did one night stands; only sleeping with someone if you had a deep connection with them. At the same time, Daniela is your crush and out of respect for yourself—you didn’t know if this was the right thing to do. She was so close to you and the fact that she was touching you, kissing you, had you hardening in your pants.

“We could be something,” she murmured, her hands slowly trailing to your shoulders and caressing them, “maybe friends with benefits or something.”

You shook your head, “I’ve never done that either. I just—I can’t do one night stands, Daniela. I just can’t.”

Her finger went to your lips, “shh, we don’t have to. This isn’t about revenge or making you a stress relief. We can start off slow, if you want. If you don’t want anyone to know about this,” she removed her finger and placed a slow and savory kiss to your lips, “I don’t kiss and tell. We can keep it between us, start off slow, and see where this goes. That sounds better?” She asked.

With a hesitant nod you said, “okay. Yeah, okay that’s fine.” You stopped her again before she could kiss you like she planned, "Daniela. I don't really have any protection or anything like that. Also... I don't want you to regret doing this. Just please tell me you won't forget about me tomorrow, after all this."

Aw.

How cute.

You were really serious about this and it shows.

She reached up and took a hold of the back of your neck, pulling your face closer to hers until your lips melted perfectly together. Daniela could feel how your lips trembled; letting her bottom lip go over yours which caused you to open your mouth slightly. She instantly slipped her tongue inside, the slight taste of mint mingling with your own saliva as she slid hers firmly across yours.

Your body locked up once she swung a leg over your lap without breaking the kiss. Her free hand went to grab one of yours, taking it and placing it on her ass; your palm instantly going to firmly cup the soft flesh of it. She moaned into your mouth, grounding her hips with yours to feel the obvious bulge straining behind the fabric. Daniela's tongue was everywhere, making you gasp when she sucked harshly on yours.

You placed your other hand on her ass, softly kneading the flesh and helping her grind back and forth against you. You groaned in your throat, a husky sound that had Daniela's hands going down your body and taking a hold of the edges of your shirt. She was so eager for your skin against her very own; you could hear it in the shaky whimpers she let out. You were getting more confident by the minute.

The fact that your crush wanted you so badly and now she's in your lap, grinding against you and devouring your mouth was mind boggling. She held onto the hem of your shirt, balling the fabric up in her hands as she stopped so she could continue making out with you. The kiss was so sloppy, her tongue and yours causing saliva to slip around your mouths the more and more she took control over you.

It was almost overwhelming, and Daniela made sure to grind her hips extra slowly and filthy against your cock. She could feel you throb and twitch with every movement, her hips delivering a filthy circle that made your body jerk. She smiled against you before she pulled away, seeing your face as your breathing came out labored. Yours and her lips were overly wet, and her biting her bottom lip was so sexy.

Her eyes were hooded over, hazy and lustful. She sighed approvingly, "____, don't freak out too much. I'm on the pill, baby," she reassured you, her hand going to your cheek to caress the skin there, "I don't do one night stands either, so I won't forget you." She slid off your lap slowly, letting one of hands go to yours as she pulled you up, "Come on. Take me to bed, amor."

You were more nervous now that this was happening, but you slowly guided her to your bedroom that was dimly lit by a illuminated lava lamp. Your hand went to turn the light on, but Daniela stopped you, causing you to turn to her only to see the most sexy smirk ever. “Don’t. The red sets the mood, come on.” She muttered, not even giving you the chance before she had you backing up to your bed.

You stood near the edge once she released you to go to the skimpy top she had on, her fingers gracing it before she pulled it off so slowly. You couldn’t look away and she loved that, hearing your breath hitch from where she stood. She was wearing a dark strapless bra that shaped her breasts almost too well and when she tossed the top to the side, Daniela grasped the edges of her skirt in such a teasing way.

She shimmied her way out of the skirt, her panties matching her bra so beautifully. You shuddered at the sight. She eyed you so intently, not bothering to remove anymore fabric until she gestured to you with a wave of her finger, ordering you to come over. When you hesitated, she could only chuckle, “don’t be shy, baby. Come here.” Her voice affected you so heavily.

Your entire body felt so heavy but you moved anyway, not quite sure what to do when you got in front of her. She was way too beautiful; such a goddess that somehow took an attraction to you even when your looks wasn’t what she’d typically go for. But she knew what to do for you, letting her hands reach out and grab a hold of the edge of your shirt; watching your face for any discomfort.

But you weren’t afraid. You were just nervous. It wasn’t your first time at all but with your crush of so long, you jest wanted to be perfect for her. Her hands slowly pulled the fabric up and over your head, discarding the shirt and tossing it to the side. “Daniela—you’re so beautiful…” She only smiled at you before her hand spread across your chest to push you back until the back of your knees hit the bed.

Daniela took a hold of your chin; letting her manicured nails graze the sides of your face before she pulled you into a deep and slow kiss. It was almost too sensual that you completely forgot how you ended up here. When she pulled away, she stared you deeply in the eyes; not once letting you think she didn’t want this. “Call me Dani, baby. Enough with the Daniela.” She muttered to you.

Her hands went to your shoulders before trailing towards your collar bones, tracing them and skimming over to your abdomen. She let her fingers caress the skin there, letting her touch rake a shiver throughout your body. “Dani…” you whispered, causing her to smile down at you. Your eyes were still full of disbelief, and she could tell by the way your hands shook slightly in your lap.

“Relax, ____,” her voice came out soft, just before she titled her head towards your headboard, “on your back, up there.” You slid back almost too quickly, hearing the chuckle from Daniela before she stopped you briefly; her hands on your pants to pull them down as you slid up the bed. She stared at your underwear once she got your pants off, seeing the obvious huge bulge in them. “Fuck…” She sighed.

Once you were settled against the headboard, you watched her reach for the back of her bra and unclasp it. Your breathing got even more labored seeing her practically naked—basically nude completely. All she had on was her underwear that clung snuggly against her lower regions. She pressed one knee into your bed, her hands following as she crawled up to you in such a predatory way.

Daniela didn’t waste any time before she climbed back over top of you, settling down in your lap and making sure she pressed her covered pussy against your covered cock. She shuddered once she settled on top of you, your eyes closing briefly to try and relax yourself. But she wasn’t having that; her hand going to your hair and craning your neck up to expose the left side of your throat.

You winced slightly, “I like rough and slow sex, ____,” she leaned forward to your ear and placed a kiss against the space underneath it, “and I really like to dominate. I’ve never done it before but you’ll let me right, baby? Say you’ll let me.” You’ve never really been dominated before, always being a sweet and gentlewoman when it came to sex. You only nodded frantically, causing Daniela’s grip to tighten in your hair, “no baby, I want to hear you say it.”

You swallowed thickly, “ye—yeah, Dani. I’ll let you dominate me…” your voice trailed off slightly, trying your hardest to hold onto the little composure you had left.

She smiled into your neck, “good girl,” she purred, her hand letting go of your hair before she took a hold of both of your hands and placed them on her bare ass. It felt so much more soft, so delicate and comforting. “I also like to be called Mommy. Think you can call me that, amor? I want to hear you say that too.”

Her hand snaked up to your throat, not squeezing but tight enough to let you know she was here. You whimpered, “yes I can—Mommy.” You stuttered it out shakily, but she was satisfied with that.

Daniela let go of your throat before she raised her hips just slightly, her eyes being on yours before they trailed down lower. You watched her gaze, following once you felt her hand go over your bulge. She didn’t tease you at all, pulling the fabric up and over your cock, her mouth practically watering as she watched it bob up and against your stomach; a little bit of pre cum flicking from the movement.

She took a hold of it, slowly stroking you from base to tip and smiling as she heard the harsh breath you let out. She held you tightly for a moment so she could reach underneath herself and hook a finger in the band of her panties. She pulled the fabric aside, your eyes watching the way her slick stuck to the panties. Her clit peaked out from between her lips, showing just how aroused she was.

Daniela took a second once she realized just how big you were. Thick and long in all the right places that could hit every spot she needed it to. You watched her intently, the Latina pushing your tip flush with her clit to rub it tenderly. Her eyes closed briefly, a soft sigh leaving her the more she rubbed you against her. She was using her juices to slick your cock up, dragging it nice and slow until it pressed against her entrance.

This was really happening, and you knew you couldn't back out.

You didn't want to.

With a precise angel of your cock, Daniela guided you gently into her drenched pussy that clenched as you entered. She gasped softly, only now realizing just how much you were turning her on. She removed her hand once the tip was firm inside of her, your hands squeezing tightly onto her plush ass; your eyes shutting closed. In an instant, Daniela's hand grabbed harshly at your chin, forcing you to meet her gaze.

"No baby," she cooed with a shake of her head, "keep those eyes on Mommy, understand?" You couldn't even reply as she quickly took you in completely. It burned so perfectly for her, the stretch being so delightful that it had her clenching down on you. Your breathing was ragged, Daniela's eyes taking in your face; watching you clearly struggling with how tightly her walls were gripping onto your cock.

She smiled at the way your lip quivered, not wasting another second before she lifted her hips slowly only to drop down with such deadly vigor. You practically cried out, Daniela moaning before she set a steady and deep pace. Her ass made a filthy pap sound every time she dropped down onto your cock. You wanted to stare at her, but your eyes trailed towards the way your cock opened her up.

It was stretching her so well, and by the way she moaned on top of you confirmed that. Her hand went to your collarbone before she trailed it to your throat, snaking around the back and taking a gentle hold of your hair. Daniela angled your head up to meet her eyes. She tilted her head to the side, her hair hanging so beautifully. She took you in so slowly, flushing her hips with yours to circle her hips so deep and slowly.

Your hands transitioned from her ass and to her hips. You helped guide her movements, "fuck, Mommy..." your voice whimpered, your hips staring to rut up into hers. Her hold in your hair tightened, the feel of her pulling your face close to hers before she pressed her lips deeply into yours. She moaned at the taste of you, one of your arms encircling around her back to hold her almost impossibly closer.

She took the position as a sign to fuck herself onto you harder, her walls delicately dragging every thick vein your cock possessed. She made sure to purposely clench around you every time, your balls being flush with her ass every time she dragged her hips back and forth. Daniela's tongue fought hard with yours; though you were losing big time with the way your cock was already oversentive.

You could feel the way thick globs of precum foamed at your tip but getting lost in the slick Daniela produced. It was the most sensual, slow, and deep moment of intimacy you've ever had. Daniela took you harshly but gently at the same time; and the pace she sent was so foreign and deep that she managed to have her clit rubbing against your pelvis. You touched her everywhere, almost getting completely lost in the feeling.

Daniela's tongue slipped from your mouth, the Latina pulling away with a loud moan of your name. She wrapped her arms around your neck and placed her head in the crook of it. You shivered at the feeling of her lips attaching to the skin there, Daniela instantly suctioning them on a section of your skin. Your hips faltered at the feeling, but it only caused her to slam down harder with the loudest imapact.

"Fuck, mommy..."

"Feels good baby?" She laughed softly into your throat, smiling against it when she heard you struggling to answer her. She went to bouncing on your cock, making sure to only leave an inch between you so you could feel the way her walls tugged you deeper into her. You wrapped both of your arms around her, Daniela whimpering softly at the feeling of being held. You were so gentle even when being dominated.

Your hands were holding onto her tightly, the grip letting her know just how close you were. She pulled off of your throat with a lewd pop, a string of saliva breaking off when she pulled back completely. Daniela placed both hands on your shoulders; her eyes being transfixed on your face. Your mouth hung open slightly, the feeling of her pussy contracting with every bounce almost being too much.

"You gonna cum for me, baby?" She smuggly asked.

You nodded your head frantically, "yes Mommy, fuck... so close baby," she left one hand on your shoulder, the other going to your throat to squeeze lightly. Her hips grounded with yours, moving them in fast yet deep circles that had your eyes rolling back into the back of your head. She enjoyed watching you practically break underneath her. Her hold on your throat tightened, her thumb pressing against the fresh hickey she marked in your neck.

"I bet you are close baby," she could feel the twitch of your cock every time she dragged her hips forward into yours. You shuddered, your grip around her body tightening. Your eyes shut tightly but this time she didn't mind it. Daniela loved the way your cock stirred her insides, the thick tip pounding into the deepest parts of her. It rubbed against her cervix just right, the sensation causing her eyes to roll.

You whimpered against her, "look at you, ____," she moaned deeply, her hips picking up the pace to usher you there faster, "fuck, you fill me up so well baby." Daniela's voice came out very shaky, "you love this pussy don't you, amor?" Your whimpering told her all she needed to know, and she was in awe watching your fucked out expression. Her hold on your throat only tightened the closer you got to your end.

Your hands dropped down to her ass to rut yourself inside her, "yes baby, fuck!" Daniela shouted into the air, your hips going to pound up into her. You were right there and Daniela fucked herself down onto your cock when you fucked up into her. Her hand cut off your airflow, making your hips cease again whilst she plummeted onto your cock. "Come on baby, fucking cum inside me—fuck! Come on baby, shit!"

Her begging voice was all you needed before you felt that thick and euphoric surge of cum shoot against her cervix. Daniela released your throat and pulled you flush against her chest, "fu—fuck, Dani..." She dragged her hips harshly against your own, over intensifying and prolonging your orgasm. Daniela's hands went to your back, scrapping at the skin to mark it up in a deep red from breaking the skin.

She held you close to her, making sure her hips continued their onslaught to have you whimpering beautifully underneath her. She pulled you back and pressed your back against the headboard, making sure her grinds were harsh and deliberate so she could watch you twitch. “There you go baby, fuck you’re so sexy.” She loved watching your body jerk, your eyes being unable to stay open now.

Daniela slowed just a bit so she could ask, “can you go again? Gotta make me cum if you want me to keep talking to you.” Your breath hitched before your eyes opened, Daniela smirking at you before she decided to lift herself off of you so suddenly. The lost of connectivity made you let out a husky groan, watching how she got onto hands and knees before you. She wiggled her ass at you and turned her head, “come fuck me. Make it hurt too.”

You were still sensitive but you sat up and took a hold of your cock, it only being semi hard now. You stroked it and took one of her ass cheeks in your hand, kneading it slowly before you angled your tip to her anticipating hole. She arched her back for you, sighing satisfactorily once you settled into her; instantly flushing your hips with her. You leaned over her, your breath fanning the nape of her neck just before she moved her hair out of the way.

It was so sensual once you drew your hips back, slowly pushing back in so she could feel every inch. Daniela pushed back against you, meeting your slow thrust that had her mind hazy. Your chest was pressed firmly against her back; the Latina biting her bottom lip at the feeling of you hitting every sensitive spot just right. Your body caged hers in, your hands going over top of hers.

Fuck.

You didn’t know what you were doing to her.

Your fingers lacing with her had her on the edge already.

You pushed in deeply once, Daniela’s body jerking forward at the deep press it sent. You held yourself there, lowering your head to her neck before you started peppering her in kisses. Her pussy was so tight around you, the wetness feeling like it was trying to push you out yet her walls continuously sucked you in. The feeling was everything and you wanted her to come. Badly.

You flushed your hips with her and thrusted the blunt head of your cock against that spongy spot inside her. That feeling made her fall over onto her chest, looking as if she was trying to squirm away from you. Her body was pressed into the mattress and you followed her, “____! Fuck—fuck you’re—it feels so good, baby—fuuuck!” Your hips were flush with her ass, pulling out just a little to thrust in harshly.

Her ass shook every time you plunged inside of her, a nice ripple being the result of that. Your grip on her hands stayed firm to keep her in place, you deciding that you wanted to pick up the pace and fuck her properly. Daniela’s back arched deeply, giving you a better angle to smother her cervix with an onslaught of heavy thrusts.

Her eyes were sealed shut, that dominance she had earlier completely going away and submitting completely to you. Never did you think you’d have your crush underneath you like this, begging for you and moaning out your name like a symphony. You drove your hips into her faster, pitching a slightly different angle so your balls could impact her clit.

Daniela’s body shook with every thrust, never having felt like this with any one in her life. You hit her spot every time with no fail and you loved the sight of her scrunched up face when you pounded into her. “Daniela,” you moaned, only whimpers leaving her, “you feel so good, baby. Fuck—I don’t think I can get enough of you.” Your voice alone was driving her insane, and you could tell by the way she tightened.

You weren’t cocky, you were genuine with it all and it showed extremely well. You grounded your hips with her, letting your balls massage against her clit to give her that stimulation she needed. The thick wet sounds your cock made inside her pussy was music to your ears, alongside the sight of her squirming against your thick cock. Fuck—this was everything you needed. Everything.

You released her hands and took a hold of her hips, pulling her against you when you fucked down into her. She scrambled against your mattress, one hand reaching back to hold onto you. Instead, you grabbed it and placed it firmly against her back so you could keep the momentum going. You were close again already too, and you wanted to orgasm with her.

With the way her walls spasmed violently around you, you knew she was extremely close. Your eyes shut to bask in the feeling, “fuck you’re gonna make me cum—baby oh fuck!” Your hips slammed into her now, ramming right into her g spot that tried sucking you into her deeper. You removed your hand from her hip and leaned over her, also releasing her hand that gripped the bed tightly.

Your chest pressed firmly against her back, your hips fucking upward into her. Daniela let out a broken moan that was mixed with a sob, feeling your arms wrap around her so you could slowly thrust as deep as you could over and over again. Her body started to shake, her mouth hung open in a silent scream before her entire body locked up against yours.

“Fu—fuck!” Her voice reached a pitch you didn’t think it could, your hips stopping just for a second only to continue when she shakily reached back and grabbed the side of your hip to keep you going. “Please baby, don’t stop—fuck…” You didn’t want to overwhelm her too much but you made sure she felt everything she needed completely.

You were right there too and she knew that. She overlooked her overstimulation and started throwing herself back on your cock; your body halting to let her do so. You shook against her, feeling yourself being pulled into another wave of pleasure that made your grip around her tighten. Only then did you thrust lightly into her, a few deep and jerky movements accompanied by labored breathing.

Daniela helped you move against her, “you’re so beautiful Dani, Mommy—shit,” you groaned, swallowing thickly as you shook.

She didn’t want this to end but at the same time, she couldn’t be here all night. She had never had an orgasm from penetration alone and the fact that you were able to do it so effortlessly has her hooked. Not only that, but she has never been held so sensually during moments like that. She hoped she wasn’t falling for you because that would be too soon.

Way too soon.

—

You woke up with a throbbing headache, wincing at the sight of the sunlight beaming through your blinds. It was very early and that alone let you know you had a very long night—a night that you almost forgot completely. Reaching to both sides of you, you didn’t feel Daniela’s presence there. You finally opened your eyes; sighing at the sight.

She left.

But why?

Apparently it was too good to be true and for you, that was one of the most amazing nights of physical intimacy you’ve had. It was a shame that she didn’t feel the same way because it meant everything to you. Unfortunately though, you were just a victim of a one night stand. You hated the thought of a one night stand, especially from your crush.

At least—you thought.

Your phone buzzed on your night stand. You turned it on to see what it was, a message.

“Unknown Number: Maybe Daniela Avanzini”

You quickly grabbed your phone and opened it, never having put a password on it because you didn’t find it necessary. You smiled once you opened the message because maybe—just maybe, you weren’t just a one night stand. Not even just maybe, you definitely weren’t a one night stand and Daniela definitely let you know that.

—

—

matt had came to you, a tired look in his eyes which told you he needed to feed. and you knew what it meant—animal blood wasn’t enough. he needed you.

“please..” he whispered, tucking his face into your neck as he started to place small kisses along your skin there. “need you..”

you smiled, pulling him back from yourself to look him in the eyes. “need me that bad baby?” you asked and he nodded quick without a second guess.

so you grabbed the collar of his shirt and let him walk you backwards, your back pressing against the wall. a cool contrast to the way his gaze was burning into you.

and that’s where you were at now.

matt’s face pressed to your neck as his teeth broke skin—small drops of crimson dripping down around his mouth. he was being messy—careless even—with the way he was taking what he wanted.

each swallow he made came with a desperate groan of approval at the taste of you. usually he was careful and checking in to make sure you were okay.

but not tonight. no—tonight he was greedy.

“matt.” you whispered, dragging a hand up his back to his head, threading your fingers into his hair. you gave a tug at his locks, just enough that made him whine against your skin.

you smirked at the sound, feeling the way his body was beginning to rock into your own. his hips rutting against you, and you could feel the bulge in his jeans.

you weren’t even sure if he had noticed himself—too lost in feeding off of you.

you hummed, tilting your head to the side a little more so he could get a better angle as your free hand slid down between you, undoing his belt until you slipped into his jeans.

matt gasped against your neck at the contact—his teeth unlatching to pull away from you. his lips were smeared in red, a string of spit connecting him to the spot he was just feeding at.

“wh-what’re you doing?” he whispered, eyes flicking down to watch how your hand wrapped around his aching cock. the sight had him twitching in your hand, your wrist moving slowly.

“m’making you feel good baby, is that okay?” you murmured, letting your hand stop the slow stroking motion you had going. he whined at the loss of friction, his hips rutting forward.

he nodding frantically, his head tipping forward to rest against your shoulder. you smirked, moving your hand again, faster this time.

“c’mon baby. you wanna keep feeding, right?” you asked, the hand in his hair tugging again to move him back to where he was before. and it didn’t take much time before his teeth were sinking into your skin again.

“thaat’s it,” you coaxed, tightening your grip around him. “good boy… take what you need.” you cooed, your own eyes fluttering closed at the pain radiating from your neck, a few sounds slipping from your lips.

his hips didn’t stop rutting into your hand—each moment that passed, the more tense he became and you knew he was getting close. he was already so close before you even started.

“be good and cum for me matt.” you breathed against his ear, your hand stroking him now in time with his thrusts. and that was all it took.

the noise he made was wrecked, a choked whimper as he shuddered against you. his feeding turned frantic and sloppy while hot white ropes spilled over your hand and the front of his jeans.

he clung tighter to you—still drinking from you and whining like he couldn’t stop.

but after a few moments when he finally pulled back, his eyes were hooded. lips and chin stained red, chest heaving—and you couldn’t help the smug little smile tugging at your lips as your other hand left his hair, brushing your thumb over his mouth.

you gathered some blood off his lips with your thumb, bringing it to his mouth and he opened instantly, letting you slip inside his mouth. his lips closed around the digit, sucking it clean.

“so messy for me matty.”