#danielrobert

You place your hand in Danny’s lap and he gently grasps it while smiling over at you with kind eyes. He’s slumped back in a lawn chair, amused by Sam frantically working on lighting an elaborate grid of fuses for his firework display. You also chuckle at the sight. While the anticipation builds, you glance over at Danny once more. He’s been wearing his hat backwards lately, and something about that drives your mind to wild places. His chestnut curls are tucked behind his ears, pronouncing his stunning profile. While kids in school made fun of his prominent nose, you couldn’t complain… as it always feels so good nudging against your clit. His biceps glisten with a thin layer of sweat in the faint porch light; the humidity is unbearable most days, but it did leave Danny shimmering like a God… which you rather enjoy. A smirk spreads across his face as he continues to watch Sam.

 “What a fool,” he chuckles before taking a drink of his seltzer and turning his attention to you.

 You’re beaming as your cheeks flush over. He totally caught you checking him out. How did that slightly embarrass you after all this time? He slightly squeezes your hand, getting you out of your head.

 “What’s up?” He questions non assumingly.

 You raise your eyebrows and grin behind your lips. “Nothing. I can’t check you out?” You respond with a tinge of tease in your voice.

 “By all means,” he encourages. “It’ll even things out.”

 “What do you mean by that?” You ask with perplexation while lifting your eyebrow.  

 Danny leans into your ear. “I’ve been envisioning your body on top of me all fucking weekend,” he whispers while placing your hand over his shorts.

 You feel how hard he is for you. Looking down, he’s practically bulging out of his shorts; so noticeable you could see it from across the lake. As much as you yearned for him, you are in the midst all his family and friends! You withdraw your hand quickly and widen your eyes at him as a warning. He’s still… unsure of your next move. Without fail, a slight smirk spreads across your face. You can never hold your ground with him.

 “Ah! You pull away, but you like it,” he rasps toward you before sitting back in his chair, taking another swig.

 So many emotions are running through your head, culminating to feelings pooling in your cunt. You know you shouldn’t be turned on by his behavior, but it’s too tempting. He’s been so busy with touring, promoting, and rehearsals it’s left little time to satisfy each other. And here, of all places, is where your conscious decides to act on them. ‘Impeccable timing’ you think to yourself. Meanwhile, Sam successfully lights his fuses, sending the line sizzling. He saunters away, surely proud of his impending spectacular. Quicker than anticipated a beam of glowing red Strontium rockets into the sky behind his head. He ducks down, clutching his ears, and giggles while running to his seat. In the excitement, now that everyone is entertained, you pull Danny out of his chair, around the porch, and into the nearest entrance of the cabin. Rushing him to your weekend bedroom, he quickly catches onto your plan. Once in the room, you lock the door, drop to your knees and begin untying the draw string of his shorts.

 “Oh fuck,” he groans as you handle his cock.

 Wasting no time, you spit on it and begin sucking him hastily. You look up at his reaction. He drags his hand from his brow to his chin, moaning all the way. He peers down at you too. Oh, does he love seeing you so needy for him. Running his tongue over his bottom lip, he revels in the sight of your lips wrapped around his length. His face furrows and his jaw hangs limp as you purse your lips around the tip, then take him so deep you can tend to his balls with your tongue. He lets out a deep growl. Normally you would place your hand over his mouth, – you’ve had too many experiences silencing him when his family is in the next room – but tonight there was no need. The pyrotechnics mask his vulgar sounds. His neck retches back. You know you have him close already. His hands cup your face, and he pulls you off his dick. He grips your forearms and pulls you to your feet; kissing you with intense passion and slipping his tongue into your mouth to dance with yours. He guides you over to the bed and pushes you over it; the perfect height for him to slip himself inside of you. He scrambles to pull your shorts and panties off, massaging your voluptuous ass once he’s exposed you. As his dick plows into your tight cunt; you lurch forward. Deep within, a whiny moan travels up your throat and echoes out into the room. He chuckles.

 “Hmm. Did you miss my cock?” He questions already knowing your answer. He just needs to hear you say it.

 “Yes, Danny!” You coo back at him.

 “That’s right,” he grunts.

 He grips onto your hips and thrusts rhythmically into you. With every pulse you let out a choppy moan, which turns him on even more. He bears down and pushes harder. His groans are deeper than normal. More needy and chuffing. You bury your face into the quilt, sinking your teeth into the material to fight off a premature high. You want to ride it as long as you can. When you finally do raise your head for air, you have a perfect view of the fireworks out the window. You chuckle and lay your head back down.

 “What the fuck is so funny?” Danny groans.

 “Nothing. Just getting dicked down with a view here,” you chuckle once more.

 He pumps into you even harder, clearly not interested in anything outside of what his dick is in. He softly moans obscenities and remarks how tight your pussy is. You grip the sheets and coax him to climax with your sultry voice as colorful reflections adorn your skin in the dark room. The harder and deeper he goes inside of you, the closer your core comes to melting over him. His nails dig into your skin and trace down your back. You jump and wince, but the slight pain is invigorating. He knows how that jumpstarts you heart and races you to cum. Your legs begin to quiver. Your stomach knots up. Every muscle in your body tenses for a moment before your brain tells you to let go.

 “I’m ready to cum for you, Daniel!” You shout.

 You are met with encouraging noises. He pumps faster, attempting to match you with his release, but you are already edged. You take a deep breath and force yourself to give in. The knot in your stomach dissipates and all comes flooding through your pussy. You whimper and cry into the mattress as Danny fills you with his cum. The both of you pant over each other; strands of hair sticking to your faces, and bodies slick with sweat. He pumps slowly as he comes off his high, readjusting to his original size. When he finally pulls out, your body can unwind. You pick yourself up from the bed and greet him with a cheeky smile. He places his strong hands on each side of your head, combing down your disheveled hair.

 “You are such a slut,” he whispers with a chuckle.

 You stick your tongue out at him and smirk. He smiles and taps your cheek, letting you know he appreciates your sick humor. Jumping up from the bed, you pull your bottoms back on as if nothing happened, so does he. To avoid making a scene of the unholy acts you just committed, you sneak your way back out to your lawn chairs just in time as Sam’s display comes to an end. Everyone cheers and applauds the show, especially you and Danny. Sam stumbles over to Danny, nearly falling into his lap. He slaps his shoulder and takes a sloppy drink from his Topo Chico.

 “Where did you two run off to?! You missed the whole deal here!” He exclaims.

 “We didn’t miss a thing!” You reassure him while shooting a wink toward Daniel.

 “You two are something freaky,” Sam chuckles as he swaggers off into the night.