Wet.
Tight.
It was all he could think. His entire world came down to the feel of Daisy’s mouth wrapped around him, her hand tight around the base of his cock until she could take him further, deeper.
His hands went to her head, fingers threading through the still damp strands. She hummed a little and Elliot nearly blacked out.
‘So good, so good,’ he murmured, unable to express any other thought. This wouldn’t take long at all. He was wound so damn tight and Daisy’s mouth was so good, too good. And all her little hums and moans and whimpers while she sucked and licked, Christ, never in his life had he experienced something this incredible.
He couldn’t wait to return the favor.
Daisy was right. They’d get the edge off, and then he’d lay her down and find out every way to make her feel exactly like this, like she was melting, burning. Igniting.
A flash of lightning lit up the room, thunder rumbled through him.
‘Daisy,’ he groaned. ‘Sweet Daisy, you’re so good, so good…’ He was rambling, words tumbling out of him. ‘Soperfect, you look so beautiful like that, so… fuck… I need to…’
Her gaze met his and he came so hard his body shook, his hands trembled in Daisy’s hair. He may have left his body for a minute, but when he returned to it, Daisy was smiling at him as she stood.
‘Feel better?’ she asked.
Elliot shook his head, panting and wrung out. A frown crossed Daisy’s face.
‘That was incredible,’ he said, picking her up and laying her on the bed. ‘But I won’t feel better until you feel the same way.’ He was determined now, a man possessed by the need to pleasure this woman. ‘You’re going to tell me anything you need me to do to make that happen, okay?’
‘Okay,’ Daisy whispered, looking at him in disbelief.
He crawled up her body and planted a kiss on her swollen lips. ‘That was the hottest thing that has ever happened to me,’ he assured her.
Her mouth curved into a smile. ‘Good.’
He kissed her again. He couldn’t seem to stop. ‘Spread your legs for me, Daisy,’ he whispered against her ear. ‘Let me lick you. Let me helpyoutake the edge off.’
She let her knees fall open, cradling him between her thighs. He was propped up on his forearms, surrounding her, holding her while they kissed, breathless, needy kisses. He was already getting hard again, but this time he could last, this time he would make Daisy feel how much he wanted her, how much he loved her.
He tore himself away from her mouth, mapping a path down her body with his lips and tongue and teeth. He nipped and licked at her nipple and she gasped, squirming beneath him. He did it again, savoring her reaction, but when he moved to continue his journey, she tugged him gently by his hair.
He looked up.
‘More of that,’ she said, cheeks flushed and Elliot grinned.
‘Gladly.’ He sucked at Daisy’s breast, teasing the nipple with his tongue and teeth, until her back bowed off the bed.
‘Elliot,’ she gasped. Her fingers tugged at his hair, digging into his scalp.
‘What? Tell me.’
‘I need to come. Please.’
He needed that, too. More than anything. He repositioned himself between her legs.
‘Like this?’
‘Yes.’ She gasped as he bent his head and licked, firm, flat strokes until her thighs were quivering in his hands, and she was moaning his name.
‘Like that,’ she gasped. ‘Like that, like that, like that…’ she chanted it until her voice broke and she screamed out his name.
And nothing had ever tasted better than Daisy coming on his tongue.
