Chapter 4: Daphne


Daphne laid on the bed, her body entwined with Niles, trying to recover her thoughts.

That was amazing, she thought, before she realised she said it out loud.

She had no idea that Niles - that anyone - could be that passionate. She could feel his breath against her neck as he also steadied himself, sighing happily, recovering from their tryst. Eventually Niles pulled back and Daphne found herself staring into his eyes. They were a brilliant blue, the kind of eyes she always wished she had. There was a lot of emotion behind them, and he seemed like he was debating on what he wanted to say.

After what felt like an eternity, but was more likely only a few seconds, Niles leaned forward and kissed her. It was enough to reignite her desire, and she was disappointed when he pulled back.

"I think I'm going to take a shower to cool off, then fetch the fan from downstairs."

Daphne noticed they were both covered in a lot of sweat, practically sticking to each other. How much was just from the heat, or from their activities was impossible to know.

"Yes, we kind of made my previous bath a bit of a waste." Daphne smiled coyly. "Guess I'll just have to take another shower."

Niles kissed her again and, rather reluctantly, untangled himself from their embrace. He had a dazed smile on his face as he got up, still staring at her as he made his way to the bathroom.

"I-I won't be too long." he reassured her.
"Take all the time you need... Niles."

Daphne paused before saying his first name, unsure if the earlier request to call him by that was still in play. She liked saying it - the effect it had on Niles was immediate. He let out a giddy chuckle as he disappeared into the ensuite bathroom. She laid on the bed a little longer, wondering what she had gotten herself into. The breeze from the window felt incredible on her damp body, and she heard the shower start in the other room.

Well, this is a right mess.

How was this going to affect their friendship? Her job? He was her boss's brother, and he was currently married - although separated, a voice in the back of her head whispered - what would happen if he and Maris decided to reconcile?

It was damn good though.

Daphne had been worried that it would be lacklustre; the mistake of sleeping together glaringly obvious in how terrible it was. But it wasn't. It was the most satisfying sex she'd had in... well, ever. Most of the men she had been with seemed to care about their fun first. Even if they attempted to prioritise their partner, they did so in a way that wasn't quite fulfilling, or felt like they were going through the motions. With Niles, it was almost like he wanted to make sure her needs were met first. He seemed to pay attention to her enjoyment, adjusting when she needed. When she did redirect him, he did so easily and readily.

Daphne was getting noticeably hot again, and not just because of the heat wave. She could still hear the shower, and she imagined Niles standing naked under the water. She got up and walked over to the bathroom, and stood in the doorway.

The ensuite was large, with a spacious shower off to one side. It wasn't fully enclosed; a glass screen separated it from the rest of the room, leaving it open at the back. She could just walk over and step right in unnoticed. Niles' back was to her, oblivious to her presence. Daphne took in the sight of his naked body from this angle.

He has a nice ass. You can't tell when he's wearing a suit.

Daphne wondered how he would react if she joined him. Quietly, she stepped into the shower and walked up behind him. She wrapped her arms around his waist, and pressed her body to his. She startled him out of whatever fantasy he was having. Niles let out a surprised yelp, and she felt him jump. Daphne let go and he spun around, looking at her startled.

He is so cute.

"D-Daphne!?"
"I couldn't wait for my turn, so I thought I'd join you." She did her best to sound seductive, and it seemed to have the intended effect.

Niles got that goofy grin on his face again. He stepped aside, allowing Daphne under the water. It was well needed, and she sighed contentedly as the cool water washed over her. After a minute, she turned around and noticed Niles staring at her, fully enraptured. He had started to get hard again while taking in the view of her from behind, and Daphne couldn't help the smile that crept onto her face.

She liked the effect she seemingly had on Niles. It made her feel sexy, desirable.

"Body wash? Shower gel?"

Niles looked confused for a second, as if he was trying to make sense of her request.

"Oh! Yes, right here."

He indicated to a recessed shelf in the wall to her left, where various bottles were lined up. She selected one of the bottles of shower gel - Tahitian vanilla and coconut - popping the top and smelling it.

Pleased with the scent, Daphne squeezed some into her hand and started to wash herself. She turned away again, towards the shower. Suddenly, she felt Niles' hands on her back – he'd taken some of the gel and squeezed it into a wash cloth. He started scrubbing Daphne's back, in long, sensuous motions. She leaned into it. It was almost like a massage.

After a moment, Daphne turned around and started to lather Niles up as well, feeling playful. Suddenly, they both were preoccupied in trying to make each other as sudsy as possible, using up more of the expensive body wash than necessary; using it as an excuse just to touch each other again.

Daphne gave an amused shriek when an emboldened Niles reached behind her and started lathering her behind. A mischievous grin was plastered on his face.

"Two can play at that game," she said, returning the grin.

She grabbed Niles, and pulled him against her. He let out a startled squawk at the sudden movement. Daphne rubbed her body against him. The suds had covered them and she slid against him easily. Her hands moved down his body, and found his erection, hard against her hand. Daphne started moving her hand along its length, and she felt Niles give in to her. Daphne smirked, please at his reaction.

Too easy.

Daphne continued the motion. Niles grabbed her face, pulling it towards his and pressed his lips against hers. Once again, they were locked in a fierce embrace, pressing themselves as close to each other as they could. Their mouths explored less of their bodies as they were now both covered in soap. Instead their mouths and tongues explored those of each other, the taste of champagne and passionfruit still lingering from what seemed like an eternity ago.

Niles grinded against Daphne now, thrusting into her hand. They shifted, Daphne pressed herself against the wall. She instinctively wrapped her leg around his waist, one hand still stoking his hardened cock, the other grasped the back of his neck. Niles pulled her against him, his hand held against her ass.

Their lips broke apart as they momentarily caught their breath, and they stared at each other.

"Are you okay?" Niles asked, breathing heavily. "I mean, if-if we..." he glanced down at their bodies, and the precarious position they were in.

Daphne looked back at him, and nodded. Their almost identical height gave them an advantage, as neither of them would have to try and balance too much to gain entrance.

"Oh god Niles, I want you."

That seemed to be all the encouragement Niles needed, and he entered her, thrusting in one long movement. He paused at the top of his thrust, and Daphne could feel his entire length inside her. She moaned loudly, pulling him towards her again and biting his lower lip. She tightened her leg against him. This was a different angle than before. Instead of powerful, long thrusts, the balancing act meant they were shorter, but deeper, hitting her in all the right spots. Daphne's hand, now no longer preoccupied with Niles' erection moved between them as she massaged her clit, timing her motions with his thrusts.

Niles groaned loudly, obviously near his climax. Daphne wasn't sure if she would get there at this point. As fantastic as it was, timing was sometimes fickle. But she didn't want to keep Niles waiting, relishing the power she had over his enjoyment.

"Keep going. Don't hold back."
"Oh god, Daphne. I adore you..."

At those words, Niles came. Daphne could feel his knees buckling under him slightly, but he kept his balance. His thrusting slowed to a stop, and he looked at her, as if fearful of what she would say.

Daphne wasn't going to pretend she didn't hear the words that almost mimicked those the evening of the Snow Ball. When they were just acting. She didn't know if this time she could return them, knowing they couldn't continue this after tonight, but she didn't want to reject him either. Instead, she took his face, and kissed him deeply. Niles leaned into it, savouring the moment.

They broke apart.

"Did you, um, get there?" His awkwardness in asking the question was endearing.

Daphne was surprised he asked. Most of the men she had been with usually didn't question if her pleasure had been reached once theirs was. She considered lying to him for a moment, but then decided to be honest.

"No, not quite. It's okay, everything still felt amazing."

Niles surprised her again. At confirmation that she didn't come, his hand left her backside and his fingers started to explore her, stroking the area, seeking entrance. He resumed kissing her, his fingers thrusting within her. Daphne leaned into his movements, continuing to rub her clit. Like before, she gently corrected him with what was working best; like before, he complied to her every whim. Within a few minutes she found herself crashing under the waves of her own orgasm. Not as strong as the first one, but it still left her breathless.

They slowly broke apart again, panting as if they'd just run a mile.

"That was... wow." She didn't know what else to say.
"Yeah..." Niles seemed as equally without words.

They stepped back into the stream of water to rinse off. Niles graciously let Daphne go under the shower first, before coming up and holding her from behind and wrapped his arms around her. He pressed against her, resting his head against her shoulder. Daphne leaned into the embrace. They stood like that for a while, both just submitting to the cool water playing down their bodies.

Eventually, they had to leave the shower, and return to the heat of the apartment.