But there’s still something I need to talk to her about, something that has been weighing heavily in my mind all day, so instead of picking her up, carrying her up to our bedroom and burying my head between her legs, I clampboth hands on her waist to stop her from grinding down on me.
“I need to ask you something.”
Daisy cocks her head, halting her movements. “What is it?”
I chew on my bottom lip, nervous about how she might take this. “Would you, uh… ever consider adoption?”
I hold my breath as I look at her, gauging her reaction. Her eyebrows shoot up. “Adoption?”
I nod.
“What are you thinking, Killian?” she asks me softly as she searches my face.
I drop my head back, running a hand over my face to compose myself before answering. “I want them, Dais.”
“Jax and Juliet?”
I dip my chin. “Yeah.”
“You want to adopt Jax and Juliet?” Daisy asks slowly.
I shake my head. “No. I wantusto adopt them. Together.”
Her gaze trails off, her attention falling to behind me as she goes still and silent in my lap. When she’s still in the same position two minutes later, I worry she might have gone into shock.
I grip her chin and bring her focus back to me. “Say something, Daisy.”
She blinks at me, and then all of a sudden, her eyes are filled with tears. My heart sinks and panic crawls up my throat.
“Shit. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to upset you. I just thought that we could…”
“No,” Daisy interjects, shaking her head. “I’m not upset.”
My forehead creases. “You’re not?”
“No,” she chokes out. “I’m happy.”
“You’re… happy…” I repeat slowly, more confused than ever.
Daisy laughs, wiping the tears from her face as she nods. “Yes. These are happy tears, I promise.”
“Oh, thank God,” I breathe out right before she leans in and her mouth descends on mine.
She devours my mouth with fervour, her tongue darting out and tangling mine as she thrusts her fingers into my hair and tugs lightly.
I groan, my dick straining against my sweats, begging to be freed from its restraint. I dig my fingers into Daisy’s hips, grinding her against me and creating some much-needed friction.
She moans into my mouth, her teeth biting down on my bottom lip and driving me crazy with my need for her.
I stand abruptly, keeping her legs wrapped around my waist as I turn us and deposit her on the couch. I tear at the leggings she had Liv bring her earlier and toss them aside. Her tank top goes next and I’m fucking delighted to find she didn’t bother with a bra.
Her nipples are hard as stone, the small silver bars shining under the light hanging above us and I take a moment to soak her in. Her chest rises and falls with heavy breaths, her cheeks have the prettiest tint to them, and her pussy glistens with the evidence of her arousal.
“You’re so fucking perfect, angel.”
My mouth closes around one pert nipple, my tongue flicking over the cool bar as I bring my other hand between us and draw small circles over her clit.
Daisy moans, her back arching off the couch as I tease her with my mouth and my fingers. Her hips buck as she seeks out her pleasure like the greedy girl she is.
