Chapter Six
As the credits were rolling on the black screen, Isaac and Daniela gathered their clothes and dressed, thinking about their movie that had gone unwatched, and the empty bottle of champagne.
"Are you ready? It's ten thirty." Isaac pointed out, sounding a little disappointed.
"I know." Daniela sighed, buttoning her shirt. Isaac turned around and looked at her while he put his jacket on.
"I like your hair, and knowing that I caused it to look like that." He grinned at her. It was all messy, and she looked so damn good like that. He went to her, and took her into his arms. "Can I see you again?"
"If it'll be anything like tonight, hell yeah." She grinned. "But really. I'd love that." She raised herself up onto her toes and gave him a quick kiss.
"Good. I don't want to let you go quite yet." She laid her head on his shoulder.
"You feel so nice. And not just during sex either." She paused, wondering if she should ask what she was thinking. Earlier, you said you wern't busy tomorrow morning."
"Nothing that can't wait a little." He said into her hair, memorizing her scent.
"Then do you want to stay here tonight?" Pausing, she took a breath and rushed the rest out. "I mean, I know it's sudden and I-" He pushed her back to arms length, then took her chin in his hand.
"I was hoping you'd ask." He kissed her gently.
"Great. Then lets go so we can get back."
"Right." They let eachother go, and made their way back to his car.
"So did you actually remember any of the movie?" Daniela asked, once they were driving back to the studio where the commercial had been shot.
"Not really. The only part I slightly remember is where she's standing and waiting outside for him and she's leaning agains her VW Beetle."
Daniela laughed. "Well, that's about as much as I remember too. I guess that's a good thing." She didn't mention anything about him going back to his brothers and saying that he didn't remember the movie because he wasn't technically watching the movie. He was too busy licking champagne off of Daniela's breasts. She bet after this afternoon's scene with Taylor, he wouldn't want to hear about that.
"Now we'll just have to wait for it to come out on DVD so we won't have to pay so much to watch it again." He laughed.
"So do you have a buzz? Because I do." She smiled, then laughed because she totally changed the subject. "But then maybe that movie wasn't meant to be watched by us. Because now when I think of that movie, or think that I should have seen that movie already, I'll think of you and champagne." She sighed, remembering.
"Those are good thoughts. I don't mind having those. As a matter of fact, I'll be saving them for tomorrow night." He gave her a big smile as they pulled into the parking ramp. "What floor are you on?"
"I think it was the fourth. Excuse me." She giggled as she hiccupped. "If you think I'm loose when I'm sober..." She looked at the clock on the dash. It was ten to eleven. "How long does it take for you to get to your place?" He looked at her with a big grin and shook his head. "I'd rather it take us longer than five minutes."
"It won't. I promise. I'm ready to go." She hitched her skirt up, and took her panties off. With them dangling on one finger, she held them in front of Isaac's face. His jaw dropped, and then he recovered in enough time to swerve and avoid hitting a parked car.
"Shit Daniela. Where's your car?" He tried desperately not to look at her, but he had to notice when she dropped her panties in his lap.
"Right there. The black Tahoe." She had half of her buttons undone on her shirt when Isaac threw the car into park in s a space right next to her car. Only then did he dare to look at her.
"Daniela. Sweet Jesus." He could only see her full breasts peeking out from behind her shirt, and her jean skirt up around her waist with no panties. "God." And with that, in one quick movement, she was straddeling him, fighting with his belt. Once she'd undone it, she undid the button and the zipper. Reaching in, she grabbed his dick as he moved his seat all the way back to give her all the room he could. When she'd freed him, she lifted her hips and took him inside her. Moaning, she took his mouth and fisted her hands in the shoulders of his jacket as she rode him to climax. "Oh God Daniela." He moaned, sucking on her neck, his hands on her breasts. "Oh my God." He felt her come, and she kept her frantic pace until he exploded. "Daniela, that was crazy." He said, out of breath. He looked at the clock. Five to eleven. "We have to go."
"Hey. We're on 'Hanson Time' now. There are no timelines." She kissed him hard one last time, then climbed off of him to put herself back together as he did the same.
"We just christened my car." Isaac said with a half laugh as he shook his head clear. "God you're potent."
She smiled. "You've never done it in your car before?" She was actually suprised.
"Not until now." He fixed his jacket and opened his door as she opened hers. Standing, she ran her hands over her skirt, flattening it. She took her keys out of her purse and unlocked her Tahoe. Isaac climbed into the passenger side.
"So you're going to have to tell me how to get to your place." She smiled at him and batted her eyelashes, all exaggerated.
He rolled his eyes and returned her smile. "At the bottom of the ramp, take a right."
Chapter Seven