-1Chapter Nine:

A short taxi ride later, Daniel and Cassandra got to the hotel and stumbled drunkenly down the hall where Daniel's suite was. His hand was shaking as he attempted to swipe his key card in twice before he got the door open. She walked in and quietly looked around at the fancy furniture in the tastefully decorated suite.

"Nice place, Dan. Makes me wish I was famous," Cassandra laughed, shaking the water out from her hair, and pulling it back with a red ribbon that she pulled from her tiny purse.

"Shall- shall we watch TV?" Daniel asked nervously. The alcohol buzz had slightly faded, and he realized with a start that he was alone with a girl in his suite. And, God help him, he had no idea what to do. He turned to the safety blanket of their comfortable friendship and ordered Chinese food for the room.

Once the food arrived, they settled on his king sized bed to watch Blow on pay-per-view. The Chinese food brought them some familiarity, and they talked, laughed, and joked while they watched the movie. They cleared the food away once they were finished, and sat cross legged atop his down comforter with the fortune cookies.

"What does yours say?" Daniel asked, after a few moments. Cassandra eyed him before looking at the tiny slip of paper.

"It says…. I saw you on the cover of Details magazine and you look like a girl in that leather vest!" Cassandra looked at him evilly and then burst into giggles as he threw his cookie at her, which she ducked.

"A girl?!" He shouted.

"A prat in leather!" She said in a fake British accent, laughing at Daniel's expression. He lunged for her and she grabbed a pillow and whacked him over the head with it. A small tussle followed in which Daniel grabbed another pillow and they hit each other while trying to wrestle the others' pillow away. As Daniel was catching Cassandra in the stomach, the wooden edge of the foot board tore the pillow a bit, causing little white feathers to spew into the air, catching in Daniel and Cassandra's dark hair. She struggled up to lean on her elbows, took one look at the feathers in Daniel's hair and burst out laughing again.

"You-" She gasped, before starting to laugh again. She grabbed at Daniel's pillow and he dropped it and started scrabbling at her sides, causing her to drop the pillow and squeal with laughter. She raised her arms to push him away and he pinned one of her slim wrists above her head, giving him more access to her upper body, as she shrieked 'uncle'. Had he been sober, he knew this wouldn't be happening, but his senses were slowly but surely taking over his thoughts altogether. As he had been tickling her slim waist gleefully, she had managed to un-tuck his dress shirt in an attempt to tickle him back and finally spidered her fingers against his sensitive sides. Jerking at the unexpected feeling, his arms buckled and suddenly he was fully on top of her. They were too drunk to notice, and Daniel was still gently stroking her satin covered stomach until Cassandra managed to free the arm that he'd pinned down and was grappling underneath his arms as he shouted with laughter.

Then they both seemed to lose their breath at the same time, and that distraction was all it took; they both realized where they were. Cassandra was underneath of Daniel, her dress rucked up around her upper thighs and her fingers touching the bare skin at his waist. He took a deep breath and risked a look at her and got lost in her gaze. His heart hammered crazily and he started to shift to move off of her when he realized one of his legs was under hers, and they were too entwined to untangle easily. Her breasts swelled as she took a deep breath and he hadn't realized their faces were so close. Her fingers brushed against his abdomen as she moved her hands from underneath his shirt. Something inside them snapped, and neither knew who moved first, but suddenly they were kissing feverishly. With a sigh of relief or something more, Daniel stroked the side of her face and she deepened the kiss. Wanting to pull her closer, but afraid that breaking the kiss would bring her to realization of what was happening, he slowly brought her up to straddle his lap and she wound her arms around his neck as he tugged her hair free from the ribbon and jerked his hands through the waves. He broke away from her mouth and trailed small kisses across her chin to her ear and then down her neck lovingly, trying to show her what she deserved; what Adam should have given her. He kissed the sensitive skin behind her ear as she began to undo the buttons of his shirt one by one. Once it was unbuttoned, she threw it carelessly to the floor and soothed away his goosebumps with her warm hands. Coaxing his mouth open, they kissed tongue to tongue, her legs wrapped tightly around him. He shuddered as he felt her hands slip down his chest and began to unbuckle his trousers. Throwing his belt somewhere in the vicinity of where his shirt had dropped, she had managed to unbutton and unzip the trousers, and his cheeks flushed darkly. His hands, which had been fisted in her hair, slid down her bare back and landed on the zipper of her dress. He kissed her briefly and looked questioningly at her. She said nothing, but pushed her body closer to his to give him better access, and he rested his chin on her shoulder and gently unzipped the dress and then lay her down against the pillows by his headboard, standing up to switch the light off. When he turned back to her, he realized, with a flutter in the pit of his stomach, that she had wriggled out of her dress already. He let his trousers drop to the floor then climbed up next to her. Laying on his side, he ghosted his fingers over her body, not knowing what to touch, or how to do any of it. She giggled at the light touch and rolled on her side too so that she was facing him.

"Have you done this before?" She whispered, their noses touching softly.

He kissed her, cupping her face in his big hands. "No. No I haven't, not really," he confessed. She sat up and he began to panic, thinking she was going to leave, when she rolled him over on his back and straddled him.

"I'll teach you," she murmured into his ear, briefly sucking his earlobe as he groaned. Pinning his arms down, she brought her mouth up to his and gently began running the tip of her tongue gently over his bottom lip. He shivered and tried to kiss her, but she kept him pinned down firmly. She nipped his lip lightly, then began sensuously sliding her lips against his so softly, teasing him until he moaned and arched his back. He turned his head to the side and she softly kissed up and down his neck, occasionally trailing the tip of her tongue up and down and then blowing lightly. Daniel was so hard that it hurt. She brought her lips back to his and began teasing him lightly and incessantly and then suddenly she circled her hips against his and he turned into the pillow to muffle his groans. He felt the resistance on his arms slightly give way, and he broke one arm free to grab the back of her head and hungrily claim her mouth, kissing her aggressively and then gently caressing her thighs. She sighed into his mouth, and sensing her submission, he sat up, Cassandra still straddling him, and reached behind her to unhook her bra. Throwing it to the floor, he allowed himself to look down, and then he was nervous again. Fuck.

"Here," Cassandra whispered, bringing his hands to her breasts. He softly touched them with little strokes, afraid he would do it wrong. She arched into his hands and then looked into his eyes with that burning gaze that undid him every single time.

"Cass…"

Their mouths fused together again, and Daniel thought he was whispering something in between kisses, but he wasn't sure and he was too drunk, too far gone to even care. She rolled off of him and the moonlight played across her skin, as she hooked her fingers in the waistband of his boxers. Looking him in the eye, she slowly peeled them off and slid her hands back up his legs to warm them up from the sudden chill.

"Cass." He wanted her so bad, he rolled them both over so that he was now on top and their bodies were aligned perfectly. His hips slowly moved against her, and she jerked her hips back up, the silk of her panties brushing against his skin. Daniel swallowed, and decided that the best way to go about this, would be to keep his mouth occupied so he didn't say anything stupid. He trailed his tongue down her neck and placed wet kisses across her collarbones, and then covered her nipple with his hot mouth, causing her to squeak in surprise, and lift her hips a little. Gently stroking the other with his hand, he went with his instinct, and sucked lightly, eliciting a gasp from her. He kissed down her stomach and dipped his tongue into her bellybutton. She made a small sound, and reached down and stroked his dark hair. Wrapping his mouth around her hipbone, he decided to experiment a little, and he gingerly ran a finger across the satin between her legs. Her hips jerked and she tightened the hold on his hair a little painfully. Moving down a little, he took the edge of her panties between his teeth, and with the help of his other hand, tugged them down her legs and then tossed the over his shoulder.

He lay back next to her and began caressing the length of her body as they kissed each other hard. His hand shook as it slid down her belly, and then he felt her fingers gently guide his hand to the right place. He curiously touched her with one finger and she moaned against his mouth as his finger came away with something wet. Something about the sound sent another shock of desire through his veins and he leaned up against the headboard and gathered her small frame up in his arms. With him cradling her on one arm, it allowed his other hand to trail up and down her splayed legs and it allowed her to touch him too.

She gently took him in her hand and he squirmed from the delicate touch. She began moving her fist up and down, and he leaned his chin on her shoulder and began to moan helplessly.

"Nghh- Cass…" He breathed, his hips moving seemingly on their own.

"Dan…I like you," Cassandra said, her breath tickling his ear. Daniel's heart lurched and his hand slid around the inside of her thigh.

"You already know I like you," he said, nuzzling into the crook of her neck, his fingers softly touching her between her legs causing Cassandra to arch up into his hand and cry out. She whispered something into his ear, and he kissed her mouth and began circling a finger around the tiny bundle of nerves and she said something in a strangled voice and began stroking him harder and faster, his hips thrusting to meet her hand.

"Cass…mmmm, I-"

"Dan," she murmured in his ear, and he slipped a finger inside her, feeling the heat surround his finger and wishing it was something other than his finger…

"Cass, I want you…" His hips jerked up into her fist and he used his fingers to thrust in and out of her and his thumb to gently rub her clit.

"Dan, I-"

"I'm gonna-"

"Dan…Dan…" Hearing his name like that completely undid him. He turned his face to kiss her gently, then, Daniel and Cassandra buried their faces in each other's necks and let go, Daniel muffling his voice against her skin, and Cassandra crying out his name into the dark room.