ChapterThirty-Four
They’d collapsed in a heap and dozed off in a tangle of naked limbs. Elliot had pulled her close and now his… sizeable… cock was nestled against her ass, and his arms were banded around her waist. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, his soft breathing tickling her shoulder.
Daisy bit down on a smile.
Elliot had surprised her once again. For all his nerves, the man had nothing to be nervous about. At all.
The storm was over, and everything was peaceful and dark outside Elliot’s windows. Daisy shifted a little and he murmured in her ear.
‘You awake?’
‘Yes,’ she said. ‘Sorry, I didn’t mean to wake you.’
He rolled her over, so he was braced above her. He planted a kiss on her forehead. ‘That was just a power nap. I’m not done with you yet.’
Daisy’s mouth opened a little in shock and Elliot grinned.
‘If that’s okay with you,’ he added and Daisy laughed.
‘It’s very okay with me.’
He leaned down to kiss her, his lips soft and warm. She smiled against his mouth.
‘It was good? Before?’
‘Very good. So good. Did you not hear me screaming?’
His grin grew. ‘Just making sure.’ He nudged her legs apart with his knee. ‘Open for me again, Daisy. I want more.’
Daisy hummed in satisfaction. She was obliterating the hell out of this curse.
Elliot rolled on a condom and then pushed into her, slowly, letting her adjust to his size. Her breath caught and he froze.
‘It’s okay?’
‘Elliot, you do know you have a really big dick, right?’
He breathed out a barely-there laugh, all while holding himself still. ‘Ihavebeen in locker rooms before.’ He leaned down and kissed her, slowly, softly, waiting until she relaxed again before he pushed in further.
‘Okay,’ she breathed, nipping his jaw, kissing down his neck. ‘Give me all of it.’
He thrust the rest of the way in, and Daisy moaned. Full. She was so full of him, ofElliot.
‘Holy shit,’ she whispered, and Elliot pressed his forehead to hers.
‘You’re so beautiful,’ he said, kissing her again, her lips, her neck. He devoured her, breathed her in until they were one moving part, one soul fused together. He started thrusting, tentatively at first, searching her face.
‘It’s good,’ she assured him. ‘More. Do more.’
He changed the angle of his hips, diving in deeper and Daisy’s eyes rolled into the back of her head. She was so full, so hot, so… so… she clawed at Elliot’s back, at his shoulders, his forearms… she needed… she needed…
‘Talk to me,’ he bit out, thrusting into her so hard, her head nearly hit the headboard, but then Elliot’s hand was there to catch her.
‘Harder,’ she gasped. ‘And maybe…’ She tried to tilt her hips up and Elliot quickly caught on, stuffing a pillow under her butt. This man and his pillows. She loved it. ‘Perfect,’ she moaned. ‘That’s fucking perfect.’
Elliot’s smile was quick and wicked before he picked up the pace again and at this angle with his hand padding her head with every ram into the headboard, Daisy fell apart so fast she didn’t even see it coming before she was crying and shaking with the intensity of the moment.
He groaned, his cheeks flushed, and hair tumbled over his forehead. And he looked so damn beautiful like that, Daisy nearly confessed everything she was feeling.
