I didn’t need to, because I knew what he was saying.
Exactly what Daisy needed to hear.
Cash had a knack for that.
Daisy’s gaze shifted to me as Cash spoke to her. Her moves were slow and deliberate as she lowered her hands, taking the bra withher. Cash continued to talk to her, but now I could hear him. He was telling her how beautiful she was and that he and I were the luckiest guys in the world.
I couldn’t have agreed with him more.
I waited until Daisy had completely lowered her hands to make my next move.
I caught a strand of her hair between my fingers and followed it down the length of her body, letting my skin graze hers at every opportunity. When I got to her nipple, I ran the backs of my fingers over it briefly and she let out a little whimper and closed her eyes. Cash sought out her mouth while I teased her turgid flesh. Her hands were fisted in her lap.
I took them in mine and said, “Open your eyes, sweetheart.”
She did.
Immediately.
And I had to smile to myself because I liked the rush of emotion that went through me when she was so quick to do my bidding.
My eyes met Cash’s briefly and he nodded.
I hadn’t ever understood what it was like for him to have me respond to his commands, but now I had an inkling. The trust Daisy was showing me was humbling. I hadn’t ever considered what it meant to give trust to someone else, though I’d been doing it with Cash from almost the moment we first met.
I took Daisy’s hands and eased them up so that she was touching herself. She seemed confused, so I leaned in and kissed her. “Touch yourself, Daisy. Show us what you like.”
Her eyes went wide and she shook her head. But it was like her body was on autopilot because her fingers almost immediately began rubbing circles around her nipples.
“Oh God,” she whispered as she realized what she was doing.
I grabbed her face and kissed her hard. “That’s it,” I urged, then with Cash’s help, we eased her onto her back. I pushed her hair aside so I could take in everything about her. Cash was kissing her as she fondled herself. She plucked at her nipples several times before rubbing her palms over them. Then her hands were sliding down her body. After a minute or two, she began pushing her fingersbeneath the waistband of her pants, so I quickly eased them off her. Her underwear matched her bra. I left it alone as I watched her rub her fingers over herself. Cash’s mouth was on her nipple and her free hand was buried in his hair as she held him to her.
With her body writhing like it was, I knew it wouldn’t take much to send her over and although I would have loved to see her give herself that release, I wanted something else more.
I quickly stripped the panties off her, then swiped my finger through her labia. She was soaking wet. My dick swelled painfully behind my jeans as I stroked her again. Her essence glistened on my fingers. I was about to take a taste when I sensed eyes on me.
Two pairs of eyes on me.
Cash’s burned with hunger as he watched me. I knew he wanted a taste of her, but I shook my head at him.
Because I had other plans.
I held Daisy’s gaze as I went to my knees between her legs.
“Sage,” she whispered, her voice holding a mix of apprehension and excitement.
“Just trust me, sweetheart,” I said. I used my fingers to gently open her up, then I licked through the folds protecting her sex. She cried out and bucked up against my mouth. I collected a fair amount of her juices and relished her sweet taste on my tongue, but forced myself not to swallow. I quickly climbed to my feet and reached for Cash. I dragged him to me, though I really didn’t need to, since he came willingly.
I kissed him and we both moaned as we shared Daisy’s taste between us. Cash’s tongue slid deliciously over mine for several seconds as we drank down every last drop of her.
After that, we were men possessed.
Cash wouldn’t have been what I considered a “breast” man, but he was clearly loving Daisy’s because he couldn’t seem to get enough. And I could have spent all night buried between Daisy’s legs as I licked, sucked, and ate at her. She was screaming and crying by the time I found my way to her clit. It was swollen and flushed with color. As I sucked gently on it, her fingers tangled painfully in my hair. She was calling my name. Cash’s too.
I used my hands to ease her legs onto my shoulders. As I made love to her clit, I eased a finger inside of her. She was so wet, it slid in easily. I gave her a few pumps, then added a second finger.
Which she definitely noticed.
