#daniel shepherd

“I know. But I couldn’t leave you like this. I made you some tea.” He says and puts the steaming cup down on the night stand. You cough and hear your rattled breathing and hope whoever he was suppose to meet would understand that he cancelled at the last minute.

“It also helps that I’m their superior.” He says and his large and gentle hands help you to sit up. He even holds up the trash can for you so you can throw away your tissue before grabbing a new one.

“Thank you.” You murmur with your raspy voice and smile at him. It felt so nice to be cared for this way. His smile soothes your little aches. The tea warms you up from the inside and you don’t resist when he makes you lie down again and covers you under blankets. You are freezing and sweating at the same time.

And he doesn’t move away. He lets you rest your head against his thigh and caresses your hair gently, his fingertips massaging your skin carefully.

You close your eyes again. You just feel weak. You don’t even mind him seeing you like this. You know that he won’t think any less of you.

You cough and enjoy feeling his warmth and his nice scent. He hums and moves a little bit. He chuckles when you grumble that your pillow is moving.

“Sorry. I just reached for the book.” He says and lets his fingertips run along your temple.

You sigh quietly and yawn. “You need some rest.” He says. “You should try to get some sleep. That’s the best medicine.”

“Hmm. Can you read out loud.” You say and wipe your nose again. You can hear the smile in his voice when he clears his throat and starts to read.

His voice is as soothing as his touch. It flows over you. It sounds like velvet brushing against your body. You shiver under your blankets and he lets his hand rest on your shoulders. His fingers slide over them in the rhythm of the words.

You don’t even follow them. You just listen to his voice. Let is wrap you in a warm and caring embrace. Let them soothe you. And pull you under.

You smile at him and on your way to your flat you tell him all about your neighbour. How you got to know her. What you know about her life… how she grew up… people barely noticed her. She had to fight and beg and push her way through life in her childhood. Till people began to notice her. And gave her a home. But soon they only started to demand more and more of her. She loves to give. It’s in her nature. You wish you could give her something in return…

“Hmm. I really do have to thank her.” He smiles. “I will do it tomorrow morning.” He says lightly and looks at you.

You feel your heart racing. “Yes.” You murmur and swallow hard. This is still so fresh between you. But you know what you want. You wanted to be in his arms ever since you have seen him. And you got the chance now so you will grab it with both hands and hold onto it.

You open the door to your flat and he follows you. He seems to belong there. He doesn’t look out of place at all. He sits down and you serve the wine. And the food. He looks beautiful in the candlelight.

He doesn’t let go of your hand and lets his lips brush along your knuckles. The soft hair of his beard is tickling your skin and you lick your lips. His eyes follow the motion and you decide to take another chance.

Your heart is beating so quickly it feels ready to explode. You lean forward and he starts to smile.

“Kiss me.” He murmurs and you sigh quietly before you let your lips brush against his. He deepens the kiss and lets it linger and pulls you even closer. You moan as his tongue flickers against your lips. He tastes like wine and Christmas pudding.

You smile and lick into his mouth. He moans quietly and you start to tremble.

“Please.” You murmur and he lets his fingertips brush along your jaw. “Yes?”

“Please stay the night.” You whisper and he nods. “I will.” He smiles and stands up. He pulls you into his arms and holds you tightly. You feel safe and very happy.

You take his hand and lead him into your bedroom. His jumper falls to the ground and you start to undo the buttons of his shirt. Your fingers touch his warm skin gently. You do not know what gives you the confidence to do this but you know that it is what you want. What you both want. And that this is the best Christmas you ever had.

He kisses you again and makes you moan. Your hands slide over his broad back. You feel his skin under your palms. It feels warm and smooth. You gasp when his fingers touch your sides and push the top you are wearing over your head. His fingers are very nimble as he opens your bra and pulls it off.

He murmurs a quiet compliment and kisses your neck. You moan his name and let your hands slide through his hair. His kisses are addictive and feeling his body against yours is intoxicating.

You sit down on the bed and he pulls off your shoes and skirt. Your tights are next. His lips kiss your knee cap and slide up your leg. You are getting goose bumps and moan as you lie down on the bed.

You can’t stop watching him. His long, beautiful fingers slide over your skin. Over your legs, up to your hips. His lips follow their path and you are shivering all over.

You spread your legs and watch him take off your knickers. You blush but he looks so sexy and very aroused that you forget to be embarrassed.

You let your hands slide over every inch of his skin that you can reach. You pull him into your arms and fumble with his leather belt.

He grins and takes it off. Reveals the outline of his hard cock in his boxer briefs. You undress him. Your fingers trembling with lust.

You moan when you see him fully naked. His cock is hard and long, pink and beautiful. He smiles and you reach over to your nightstand to get the protection you need. You want him inside of you. You want so much more. You want to feel him all over. His hands. His mouth. His tongue.

You groan when he touches himself and gets his hard cock ready for you.

You know that you will have time to explore everything you want, explore him as much as you want. Later. He is not a man for one night. And you already feel yourself falling for him.

He lies down between your legs. His cock is touching your sex for the first time and you both groan out. His hardness is pressed against your slit. He kisses you roughly, his tongue curling around yours.

“Please…” You murmur and he touches your thigh and pulls it up a little bit before lining himself up to your entrance.

“Yes…” he moans and whispers your name before he lets himself fall and sinks into you. Inch by inch. He is opening you up slowly. Your wetness grips him tightly.

“I love the way you moan. I love your voice…” he says as you arch your back and let out a low long drawn-out moan.

You smile at him and moan for him again when he starts to move. It feels so good! You lose yourself in the rhythm. You move your hips with him. His eyes darken and his thrusts get deeper and faster. His cock feels so good inside of you. He is a part of you. You can’t think about anything other than him. You hold him tightly. Your inner muscles are tensing. You are close to coming and he thrusts harder.

You moan and groans and writhe under him. He is eager to make you feel good and with his next thrust he pushes you over the edge and you come, white lights flooding your vision as the pleasure flows through your body. Makes you feel warm all over. Your body is trembling. Your orgasm triggers his. He comes with a loud moan, kissing your skin. Again and again.

Till you are both spend and breathless, completely satisfied and very happy.

He lies next to you and pulls you into his arms. Tomorrow you will ask Merry to join you for lunch. As a thank you. Her flat had been strangely quiet and dark tonight. As if she wasn’t there anymore.

You shake your head to get rid of the thought. You will wonder about that tomorrow. But for now you are happy to lie in his arms and listen to his heartbeat and let it lull you into a deep sleep…

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