Totally Captivated.

WARNING! Mature content.

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Corey looked at the door of Daniel's apartment and took a deep breath. It was already ten in the evening, she did not know whether he was at home or not, but she was hoping that he was still at home. Different thoughts crawled into her head. But what if he is not alone? Maybe, all of a sudden, friends came to him and they are now discussing what kind of useless girlfriend she is? Corey waved her obsessive thoughts away; Daniel was not one of those people who would discuss others in such a way.

She raised her hand to press the bell but stopped an inch away from it. Instead, the girl took a phone from her bag and pressed the call button, but there was no answer. Corey made another call, and after a few beeps, Daniel picked up the phone.

"Hello," his voice sounded a bit hoarse.

"H-hello. I ... I hope I haven't woken you up," Corey timidly began the conversation.

"Ahh, no, I just got out of the shower, so I missed your first call, I'm sorry," the man answered.

'Silly, it's not you who should apologize now,' Corey thought to herself, 'Stop. He just got out of the shower, did I hear correctly?' Her cheeks flushed with a blush, she was even afraid to imagine him in his home clothes ... or with no clothes at all.

She had only one experience of seeing him with almost no clothes on, when they dived together, and when Daniel was wearing just the swimming trunks, and although she did not yet have any romantic feelings for him, even this did not stop her from staring at his body with her mouth open.

She remembered that she thanked God at that moment that she was a woman, otherwise, if she were a man too, her body would definitely betray her. It is good that it is easier for women to hide their obscene thoughts at such moments than for men.

Corey took a deep breath, "I want to apologize to you for today. May I come in?"

"What do you mean, come in?" Daniel did not immediately understand her question.

"I'm standing in the hallway, right in front of your door. Can you open it for me?" Corey pressed the doorbell and there was a roar in the telephone, "Hello, Daniel? Is everything all right? What is this noise?"

"Ahaha, I'm sorry, I just dropped the phone from surprise," the man answered hastily, notes of confusion and surprise sounded in his voice.

'He was definitely taken by surprise,' Corey thought and wished she could see the expression on his face at that moment.

"Darling, give me thirty, no, fifteen seconds and I will open the door. I'm just not dressed yet. At all," Daniel answered, and there was silence from Corey.

"Ah, oh-okay, of course, I will wait," the girl covered her face with her hand. 'Damn, this is so embarrassing,' she thought to herself and heard a click on the door opening even faster than she imagined.

But all that she imagined before that was a faded photograph compared to the real picture before her eyes. Daniel pushed the door open and appeared in front of a girl in tight athletic pants with a low waist, seductively sitting on his hips, a white T-shirt with open shoulders, giving full access to make out his strong muscular arms and his six-pack, clearly protruding under the thin fabric. Drops of water flowed from the tips of his hair, which were disheveled in all directions.

He was so unlike his usual business and austere style that for a moment, Corey thought she knocked the wrong door.

The man froze in a stupor, examining the image of a girl who was no less attractive. A white fitting dress, open shoulders and a seductive line of collarbones, a thin waist and moderately wide hips - everything in Corey emphasized that she was a woman, who was the object of desire of many men.

"Umm-hi," Corey shyly greeted and smiled.

"Hi, come in, please," Daniel let the girl inside and slammed the door. Corey walked forward, and the man, meanwhile, was standing at the door rooted to the spot, examining her back and hips. She was damn sexy in this dress, and his friend confirmed his thoughts with his instant reaction.

Since the man was wearing slacks, he didn't even need to hide the effect that Corey, who had suddenly appeared on the threshold of his house, made on him.

The girl, not noticing his hot gaze, went forward and sat down at the bar stool by the table in the kitchen. Corey crossed her legs and with an innocent smile on her face, she asked, "Can you make me some tea? I am very thirsty."

"Yes of course. No problem. If you want, I can offer something hotter," Daniel narrowed his eyes, Corey realized that he was hinting at his collection of wines, which he shared only on special occasions.

'No need to make things hotter! Just a look of his burns me so much,' Corey thought and shook her head, "No, thanks. Tea will be enough."

"As you say, Miss," the man grinned and turned his back to the girl, preparing a drink for her. Of course, having extensive experience in photo shoots, he knew his best angles very well and it would be a sin not to take this opportunity and not to experience this skill in practice.

Daniel, as a professional chef, was spinning in his kitchen, while Corey drooled over his broad muscular back and his buttocks, thanks to the low fit of his trousers.

The man turned around, which made the girl immediately look away. The corners of his lips twitched in a contented smirk, Daniel picked up a cup of tea and set it on the table next to Corey, "Well, why did you want to apologize?" He asked, instantly bringing Corey back from the fantasy world to reality.

She stared at this attractive man in front of her so much that she completely forgot why she came here. The girl took a sip and lowered her head down, looking at her nails, as if some secret information was written on them.

"Excuse me, please, for what happened with our date. I could not restrain my emotions and ruined everything. I think you already realized that the person who invested in that park many years ago was Rick. On that bench, he proposed me to date him, so when I heard the conversation of those girls, my emotions took over."

"Why didn't you tell me about this? If this place makes you feel like this, I would never suggest you go there," Daniel asked in a calm voice, there was not a hint of resentment or anger in it.

His tone reassured the girl, she took a deep breath and continued, "I did not want to refuse your offer. I myself was interested in seeing this place, I thought that I had become stronger and the past ceased to weigh me, but it turned out that not yet."

Corey raised her head and looked into Daniel's eyes. "I cried because I remembered my past feelings, I just felt very upset that everything happened just like that. If ... if Rick was alive, I could tell him everything in the face, punch him, yell at him, do at least something to reduce the pain that he left behind.

So please do not hate me for this weakness. Daniel, I like you, really, really like you. The day will come when I will forget about my past and will no longer hurt you, as I did today. Just give me some more time. I know it sounds selfish on my part, but can you do it for me?"

With a sinking heart, she was waiting for his answer, the man silently rose from his seat, went to the girl and took her hands in his hands. He began to gently massage her every finger, and she looked at his actions, trying to understand what that meant.

"Corey, what I'll tell you now, I want you to hear not only with your mind but also with your heart. But first, answer my question, have I ever asked you to forget Rick and abandon your past?"

The girl thought for a moment, a warm wave from Daniel's fingers passed up her hands, filling her body with calmness, "No, you haven't," the girl replied. In fact, he never raised the question of her past relationship at all, and Corey thought it was because he did not want to touch on her sore spot.

"And don't," said Daniel, and the girl's eyes widened in surprise. "Do not give up the past, do not forget Rick."

His fingers slowly rose up her hands, massaging every spot, and the girl's body began to sink into languid bliss, these feelings were so pleasant and relaxing.

"Remember him, remember the good, remember the bad, but do not let these memories manipulate your present. Yes, Rick hurt you, but he's Ashley's father and you can't do anything with this fact. His features are forever imprinted in your daughter, and looking at her you will still remember him. And this is normal. You don't need to apologize and feel guilty in front of me."

Each man's word was like a small stitch stitching together pieces of her broken heart. And even if her heart, assembled in parts, was full of cracks that could not be removed, it could still continue to beat.

A broken bowl can be glued, but it will not be as beautiful as before, there will always be traces of what happened to it. But this does not mean that it will no longer be useful to drink from and to quench the thirst, right?

Corey felt tears flowing down her cheeks, tears of gratitude to this man who accepted her for who she was. He accepted her past, filled her present with joy and gave her hope for the future.

"I don't know what you were like before Rick, but I know how he influenced your life. I do not condone his actions and decisions, but I am grateful to him. Every person entering our life affects us. And the way he influenced you made you the Corey Williams that now is standing in front of me. And I love this woman with all my heart, exactly the way she is." Daniel stroked the girl's shoulders and laid his hands on her neck, his thumbs raised her chin so that he could clearly see her eyes.

"All I now want you to let me make you happy. Can you do this for me?" the man whispered, not taking his eyes off her.

A tear rolled down the girl's cheek, she closed her eyes and nodded her head in the affirmative.

"Good girl," Daniel smiled and covered her lips with a gentle kiss.

This kiss was not like the ones they had before, it was slow, deep, sensual, like a seal holding their agreement together.

Corey felt one of the man's hands slip down her back, his other hand supporting the girl's head. She wrapped her arms around his neck and ran her fingers into his soft black hair. Daniel pressed the girl to him, and every muscle in his body came in tone. Not a second had passed before Corey felt something hard, resting against the bottom of her abdomen.

"Will you stay with me for the night?" The man whispered in a low and slightly hoarse voice, which caused a storm of goosebumps on the girl's body.

"If ... you let me use your shower," Corey replied, barely audible, with her face buried in his chest. At that moment, she heard the man's heart accelerate its beat.

The girl smiled to herself, she was not alone worried at that moment.

"Of course!" Daniel shouted instantly, a little louder than necessary. "I'm sorry, it wasn't on purpose," the man immediately added, feeling embarrassed.

He took her hand and led her into the bathroom that was in the bedroom, "Here you can take a towel, here is a shower gel and a cap, if you do not want to wet your hair. There are a bathrobe and slippers. When you finish, be careful not to slip. There is still foam for-"

"Daniel," Corey cut short his fussy behavior, although from the outside it looked indecently sweet, "I'm not five years old. I'll figure it out, don't worry."

"Ah, yes, exactly. I then ... I'll go?"

'Why did this sound more like a question than a statement?' Corey smirked to herself. This man in a blink of an eye could switch from the seductive Casanova mode to an innocent inexperienced boy and back.

Corey closed the bathroom door and looked in the mirror. And only then did she realize what she agreed to. The girl began to walk back and forth through the bathroom, her heart beating a tap dance, and her face was an idiotic smile. She was both scared and joyful at the same time.

'God, I didn't worry much when I did it for the first time, that I do now! Agg, what do I do? What do I do?'

She took off her dress and looked in the mirror. Thank God, she had a really steamy body, after all, her partner had a body that even Adonis would envy. She could not mess it up.

Corey took a quick shower and faced a new dilemma - whether to wear underwear or not. She twisted it in her hands, threw the bra to the side and left only her panties. Then she threw a robe on top and tightened it more tightly at the waist.

'Phew, let's go then!' The girl encouraged herself, as if she was going to the final battle, and turned the knob on the door.

Daniel looked up and looked at the girl, shifting from foot to foot at the exit of the bathroom. "Um, I wanted to ask if I should leave my clothes in the bathroom or can I put it somewhere here?" Corey asked, looking away.

The man chuckled, got out of bed and went up to her, "Don't worry, you don't need these clothes at least until tomorrow evening."

"Did you mean to say 'until tomorrow morning'?" Corey asked, hoping that she misunderstood his answer.

Daniel leaned over and repeated his words near the girl's ear, "No, dear. I said 'evening' and this is exactly what I had in mind." An insidious smile slid across the man's face, his eyes sparkled and their color became even more saturated, and Corey first saw him like that.

The man grabbed the girl by the waist and carried her towards the bed, after which he put her to the very edge, and he sat next to the floor. Daniel picked up the girl's foot and began to gently massage it, as he had done before with her hands.

Corey did not know what to say. Not that she expected him to immediately attack her, considering how long he restrained his desires, but to do a massage? What would that mean...

"Aahhh," the girl let out a loud moan and then closed her mouth with her hands, shocked by herself. Daniel had a satisfied smile on his face, apparently, he was trying to achieve just that.

"W-what did you do?! Ahhhh," a new wave of pleasure pierced the girl's body as the man's fingers pressed another point on her leg. He slowly climbed up to her hips, and with each inch examined, Corey felt more and more ecstasy.

The girl leaned back on the bed and closed her eyes, she felt as if her body was undergoing some kind of transformation.

"A relaxed body can experience much more pleasure," the man explained his actions.

"So you want to say that when you started massaging my hands, you already thought this through?" Corey asked without opening her eyes. Daniel moved to the second leg and new waves of pleasure and relaxation enveloped the girl's body.

He smirked, "No, my love, I thought it through at the moment I saw you in front of my door." After these words, the man's head sank right between the girl's legs and his hot lips passionately began to caress her secret place.

Corey opened her eyes in surprise and arched her back, "Oh God, Daniel!" Her fingers plunged into his hair, the moans of the girl filled the room.

Ten minutes later, she lay on the bed, trying to regain her breath, her hair was disheveled, sweat came out on her forehead. Daniel stood over the girl, satisfied with his work. The man's gaze devoured her body, his eyes were full of passion and lust.

He took the edges of the shirt and slowly and sexually, as in the best advertisement for underwear, took off all his remaining clothes. Corey looked down and closed her eyes, 'Oh. My. God.'

Daniel noticed how the girl bit her lower lip and looked away, she clearly liked what she saw. "The way you like or the way I like?"

"Wh-what?" The girl was confused, not expecting such a question.

"If you have any wishes, I will gladly fulfill them. If there are no specific desires, I will do everything my way," the man answered in a dominant tone, which is why Corey wanted to comply with any of his requests.

"Do not ask me such things at such a moment! In my opinion, it's already obvious that I'm in your captivity!" The girl cried out, full of embarrassment. Then she turned her face away and added, barely audible, "So you can do whatever you want."

Daniel closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The man leaned over, turned Corey's face to himself, and kissed her lips with all the passion and love he was capable of.

"No, baby, who's captivated here is me. Totally captivated."