My fingers sink into her hair. I’ve spent years wondering what the texture would feel like. It’s more amazing than I imagined.
There are times when you want something so badly, that you build it up until the actual experience turns out to be a letdown.
Just to be clear, this isnotone of those situations.
Not even close.
Being with Daisy is so much better than I ever dreamed. We’re talking years of denied desire raging like a beast inside me. I’m notsure if a freight train barreling down the tracks could stop this from happening.
Especially when Daisy sucks my dick into her mouth.
Holy fuck.
I squeeze my eyes shut and arch off the bed. All of my muscles tighten as she moves up and down my boner. Every time I disappear inside her mouth, she takes me deeper than before.
My balls tighten as an orgasm stirs within them.
Her fingers wrap around the base of my cock and strangle it in a chokehold. My hips gyrate with her movements. The suction of her mouth is the best fucking feeling in the world. I have no idea if it’s because she’s a champ at giving head or if it’s because this is Daisy, the girl I’ve spent years fantasizing about.
It has to be the latter. What I feel has everything to do with her.
My fingers tunnel through her hair. Not wanting to come in her mouth, I push her away.
“I’m going to come.” I urge her back, but she doesn’t budge. “Daisy, you need to?—”
Oh fuck.
Too late.
When her mouth constricts around my cock, I lose it. I must be halfway down her throat.
I chant her name as my muscles tighten and an orgasm streaks through my body. Not once does she release her hold. Her lips wrapped around my cock as I spill my seed is like a goddamn revelation. My balls are empty, but Daisy continues to milk every drop from my shaft.
I’m a little lightheaded after that experience. I pry my eyes open and gather up her hair into my hands, so I can watch her lips move against my hard flesh.
“Fuck, Daisy,” I slur lazily. “That was amazing.”
My entire body is depleted and relaxed. If I’m not careful, I might slip into a coma. With one last suck, she releases my softening cock and nuzzles the head, pressing a kiss against the place where the tip should be.
But isn’t.
Because it feels like I blew the damn thing off.
I slip my hands under her arms and haul her up, so I can kiss her. Our tongues entwine as I drape her across my chest. There’s something comforting about her weight pressed against me, anchoring me to the earth.
It’s a fucked-up thought. One that should scare the shit out of me. I brace myself and wait for panic to set in. But it doesn’t. I tighten my arms around Daisy and lock her in place.
We’re both quiet. Maybe processing what just happened.
For once, words don’t seem necessary.
23
CARTER
Iwake well-rested, as if I’ve slept a full twenty-four hours. It’s like my mind clicked off and I stopped worrying about my future, my mom, and everything else that eats away at me in the dark. I can’t remember the last time I woke feeling this energized. The urge to throw off the sheets, grab some athletic shorts, and go for a five-mile run hums through my blood.
I stretch, ready to attack the day.
