My mind muddled with the intimidating outline of his mercilessly gorgeous body.
“Fuck me, Daisy. There is nothing like you. Never has been. One second of you, and already I feel myself splittin’ apart. This perfect fuckin’ mouth.” Every word rasped from him. “I’m afraid I’ll lose myself in you.”
I could feel the fear come out with the last, so I rose up higher, tongue licking the length of him as I withdrew before I dove back down.
Sucking him all the way in until his head hit the back of my throat.
I struggled not to gag, and saliva ran out from my mouth as the water continued to pelt my face.
Cash groaned a long sound, and I could feel it when he surrendered. When he completely gave. When the dwindling control he’d been fighting for completely severed.
Two big hands came to my jaw, and he tilted my face back so I was forced to look at him.
The shower rained around us and the steam made it feel like I was fading into a dream.
“You want it like I want to give it?” he grunted.
I nodded around him.
A puff of hot air ripped out of him. “Not going to take it easy on you.”
A moan of pleasure ripped through me at the thought, and I pressed my thighs together like it might sate the glow of need that instantly strummed through my being.
That time, it was Cash who pulled out. Then he surged back in.
So deep I choked.
My hands flew to his hips to steady myself.
“Fuck. Nothing so good as this,” he rasped. “Nothing like the feel of your mouth wrapped around my cock. My Little Wallflower on her knees for me.”
He pulled out then plunged back in.
Hard and possessive.
“Good girl,” he mumbled.
I smoldered at the growl in his voice.
His thumbs stroked on either side of my mouth, and I could feel him tremble. The muscles of his abdomen flexed and bowed with barely hinged possession.
“Such a good fucking girl with my cock stuffed down your throat. Is this what you wanted? You wanted to push me over the edge so it would come to this?”
He withdrew then drove back in. I garbled and swallowed around him, trying to adjust to the onslaught.
To the force of Cash letting go.
“Just like that. Take it. Show me what you’ve got.”
My lips stretched around him as I struggled to take him deeper. To give him everything he’d given me.
Pleasure and a promise and the most profound kind of hope.
He picked up a rhythm. It wasn’t fast. It was deep, long, hard strokes.
“You like it, Daisy? You like me fucking this mouth? You like the feel of me consuming you?”
I could only hum and nod around him, my face soaking wet. I wasn’t sure if it was from the shower or the way tears pricked at the edges of my eyes.
