“Yep,” I reply, as her hands find my shorts, pushing them down over my hips.
Daisy laughs, pushing me onto my back now as she moves to straddle me.She sits up on my hips, my dick hard in my boxer briefs.She knows too, squirming in my lap with a sly smile on her face.
“Daze,” I say, my hands stilling her hips.She stops, looking down at me, her smile gone.“You sure you’re okay?”I ask.“I know it’s?—”
She places her fingers against my lips, stopping the rest of my words.“I love the song, Miles,” she whispers, her gaze locked with mine.“I love hearing you sing, love watching you play.I love the song, love?—”
This time it’s me cutting off her words as I sit up, crushing my mouth against hers as my hands pull at her clothes, yanking her dress up and over her head.She isn’t wearing a bra underneath, and fuck me, if it doesn’t get me even harder.
“Miles,” she whimpers as my mouth finds her neck, sucking and licking her skin before I trail a path of kisses down to her breast.
“I need to fuck you, Daze,” I growl before sucking her nipple into my mouth.
“Yes,” she moans, her head falling back as she reaches between us, her hand disappearing into my boxers to grab my dick.
“Fuck,” I groan as she grips it tight, pulling it from my boxers.I yank her panties to the side, not bothering to pull them off because all I want is to be inside her.She lifts her hips, positioning herself against me, and then I push inside her in one hard thrust.
“Oh god,” Daisy moans, her arms around me as she holds me close.
“Daze, shit, I...”I trail off as she starts to move, riding me hard as she pushes my face against her tits.I lick and bite and suck at her skin, marking her as she continues to move.My thumb finds her clit and presses hard, and I feel her clenching around me immediately.
“Miles.”
I kiss my way up to her mouth, my other hand cupping the back of her head as I pull her in for a kiss, our teeth and tongues clashing as she moves against me.
“Fuck, babe, I’m gonna come,” I moan into her mouth, my thumb pushing against her clit, desperate to get her there with me.
“Yes,” she whispers.“Yes, yes, y?—”
I feel it, the way she tightens around me, her back arching as she grips me so fucking tight I can’t hold back any longer either, the two of us coming together.
“Holy fuck,” I breathe out, burying my face in the crook of her neck.
Daisy laughs, wrapping her arms around me as she pulls me close.I can’t resist licking the nipple that’s right in front of me, smiling at the way her whole body shudders.
“Miles...”she murmurs.
“Yeah?”I ask, moving to her other nipple and doing the same thing.
“What are?—”
I thrust up inside her, still hard, still wanting more.“I don’t think we made the bed dirty enough,” I say before I flip her onto her back and we go again.
“What are you thinking about?”
I drop a kiss to the top of Daisy’s head, my eyes still on the wall behind our bed as we lie here naked and definitely having made the bed dirty.
There’s no sign of the word that used to be painted there, especially after Nate brought his sandblaster over and we got rid of all trace of it.
But I can still see it.Still see the giant red letters I know that asshole Isaac painted there.
He denied it, of course, basically laughing in my face when I went over to his house to confront him about it.He’s lucky he didn’t get two more black eyes, but the piece of shit wouldn’t even open the door this time and face me man to man.
“Miles?”she prompts, pressing a kiss to my chest before propping herself up on one elbow.
“Nothin’,” I say, smiling up at her as I tuck some loose strands of hair behind her ear.
I never told her about what he did.I don’t know if I should, but I don’t want to.She doesn’t need to know that’s what he thinks of her or us or whatever.The guy is a piece of shit who doesn’t get a second more of Daisy’s time.
