Chuckling, I drop a kiss on the top of her head before pulling her into my arms.“No.As tempted as I was, I didn’t hit him.Again.”
“But he says he didn’t leave the daisies?”she asks, looking up at me.
“Yep, but who the fuck else would it be?”I ask.“Where are they all?”I add, remembering the living room being clear when I got here.
“Threw them out,” Daisy says.“When you told me it wasn’t you, I wanted them gone.”
I tighten my arms around her.“I mean, I guess it could’ve been the girls who did it?”I suggest, even though deep down, I know it wasn’t.Isaac has always been a sneaky fucker.You don’t go after your friend’s girl and dick her around for a year if you’re a saint.And Isaac is not a fucking saint, not even close to it.
“Oh shit,” Daisy says, pulling her phone from her back pocket.
I watch as she types out a text to the girls, the two of us waiting in silence for their response.When the ‘nopes’ fill the screen, she looks up at me again, her face filled with worry.
“Don’t worry, babe,” I say, smoothing my thumb between her eyebrows.“I’ve got you.”
She blinks up at me.“How do you think he knew this was our place?”
I blow out a breath, shaking my head as I say, “Yeah, I don’t know.I mean he came around when I was doing the roof, but I don’t know how he worked out it was yours.”
“Ours,” Daisy corrects.
I run my thumb along her cheek, smiling.“Yeah, ours,” I repeat before leaning in to kiss her.“Come on, let me help you with the walls so I can paint them for you tomorrow.”
“Don’t you have to work?”she asks.
Grinning, I give her another kiss.“Nope, took the week off so I could get this finished for you.”
Daisy stares up at me, an unreadable expression on her face, before she suddenly throws her arms around my neck and kisses me hard.
“I love you, Miles Olsen.”
The next morning, I wake Daisy by kissing my way down her naked body until my face is buried between her legs.
Licking a slow path up her pussy, I smile at the sleepy groan she lets out before closing my lips over her clit.
“Fuck, Miles,” she moans, her hand moving to rest on my head, her fingers trying desperately to grip my short hair.It’s shorter than when we first started dating, after I buzzed it down when I first left for the mainland.
It was easier to look after, and I kind of got used to it, although now, I suddenly miss the way she used to grip and pull at my hair every time I did this to her.
“Fuck, I love how you taste,” I murmur, humming against her clit.
“Shit,” she groans, her body arching off the bed when I flick my tongue against it.
“I’m gonna make you come, Daze,” I whisper as I slide two fingers inside her.“Jesus, you’re so wet.”
She mumbles something I don’t understand, and I laugh, getting back to work as I feast on her, licking and sucking and pushing her closer and closer to the edge until finally, she comes.I close my mouth over her clit, riding out her orgasm with soft licks before I kiss my way down to her thigh, running my tongue along the letters of my name.
“I love doing that to you,” I murmur, crawling up her body as I fist my dick, lining myself up and pushing slowly inside her.
“God, I love it too,” she breathes out, hooking her hand around my neck and pulling me in for a kiss.
I smile against her mouth, loving that she does this, that she wants to taste herself all over me.Sliding my tongue inside her mouth, I start to move my hips, pulling out before pushing back inside her in slow, deep thrusts.
“Love fucking you too,” I murmur around our kisses as my fingers now find her clit.
Daisy shivers at my touch, and I know it isn’t going to take much to make her come again.I keep my movements steady, pushing into her over and over again as I tease and pinch her clit.
I can feel her getting wetter and wetter, her pussy clenching me tighter and tighter until finally she comes, her long groan swallowed by my kiss until I feel my balls tighten.Burying myself deep inside her, I let out a long groan as I come.
