I know I need to make some big decisions, but I push those thoughts aside and enjoy my time with Daisy.
When we get back to the house, the sky is full of stars.Beans races past us outside to go to the bathroom.I keep an eye on him until he leaps back onto the porch and skids past us inside.
“Thank you for dinner,” Daisy says, smiling up at me softly.
“Thank you for saying yes.”
We stand there for a second, close enough that I can feel the warmth of her body.
“Daisy,” I murmur, lifting a hand to brush a loose strand of hair from her cheek.“I need you to know something.”
Her green eyes search mine.
“I don’t do casual.And I don’t want that with you.I’m already…” I exhale slowly.“I’m already all in.”
She swallows.“So am I.”
That’s all it takes.
I lean in and kiss her.Soft at first.Then deeper, because I can’t not.Her hands slip up my chest, curling into my shirt like she needs something to hold on to.
Truth is, I do too.
I back us gently through her bedroom doorway, giving her time to stop me if she wants.
She doesn’t.
Her fingers grasp my collar, tugging me closer, and that unspoken permission wraps around my chest like a heated caress.
“Ledger,” she whispers against my lips.
I press my forehead against hers, breathing her in.“Tell me if you want me to stop.”
She shakes her head.“Please don’t.”
I kiss her again, slow, reverent, conveying everything I haven’t said with touch instead of words.
My hands map the curve of her back, the slope of her waist, memorizing her.She sighs into my mouth, fingers sliding up to cradle my face like I’m precious.
Her curves press against me, and I wonder if she knows that she’s driving me wild.My heart is racing out of control, and I’m trying to remember every romantic movie scene I’ve ever seen.I want this to be good for Daisy… but I’m not exactly sure how to do that.
I grip her hips, tugging her closer, and she gasps against my mouth.My dick jerks in my pants, and I decide to keep doing things that pull those soft little gasps from her throat.
Her fingers slide into my hair, and she moans as I grab her ass and lift her into my arms.Her legs wrap around my waist, and we both groan as she rubs against the hard length of my cock.My jeans are strangling the monster, and I’m sure I’ll have an imprint of the zipper permanently marked in my skin if I don’t get us both naked in the next two minutes.
Moving further into the bedroom, I lay her on the mattress.I smile when I see her bed is unmade.I wouldn’t expect anything else from my Daisy.
“You’re sure?”I ask, needing to check one more time.“We can wait.We can?—”
“I’m sure,” she pants.
I blink as she leans up and fumbles with my belt.Pushing her eager hands aside, I quickly unbuckle my belt, pop the button on my jeans, and pull down the zipper.
Daisy licks her lips, her darkened eyes locked on my open jeans.Seeing her like that, so horny and needy for me, almost has me coming in my pants.I grit my teeth when she reaches out and tugs my pants down.My boxers go with them, and Daisy gasps when my cock is freed.
My dick bobs in front of her face, and I squeeze my eyes closed, counting to ten to regain some self-control.
Usually, I’m the king of self-control, but being half-dressed in a room with Daisy—with the way she’s looking at me—and it goes right out the window.
