I handed her a glass, and we toasted to fireplaces and fenced-in yards before taking a drink. Over the rim of her glass, she kept her eyes on me. My body heated from her gaze, and I wished I knew what she was thinking. I wished I could’ve told her what I was thinking. That I wanted her to always look at me like that. Forever.
After a few sips of wine, and no words, she took my glass from me. She placed both glasses on the side table next to the fireplace, and I frowned, confused. “Hey, I was enjoying that, you know.”
She licked her lips ,and her expression was serious. “Take off your pants.”
“What?”
“I want to enjoy you, and I want you naked while I do. Take off your pants, Kaia.”
Well, okay, then. What the hell could I say to that? I did as I was told. Her eyes traveled down to where I kicked out of them and tossed them to the side, before returning to my eyes. She did the same, and my heart skipped a beat. I’d never get used to seeing her naked and being allowed to stare. She was perfect in every way. Like a sexy younger Mary Poppins.
Before I could say anything, her lips were on mine and her hands were exploring my body.
Sometimes I wanted to cry at how good it felt to finally be with her, even if it was only temporary. When I was with her, I was in the moment and took none of it for granted. When I wasn’t with her, or she was sleeping, that was when I let my mind replay the what-ifs and prepare for the future without her.
But of course, when it came to my life, all good things must come to an end. She broke us apart, and I frowned. I wasn’t done kissing her. Far from it, actually.
“Will you lay down for me?” she asked. I’d do anything she wanted.
“On the couch?”
She shook her head and pointed to the floor. “Here.”
Oh. She wanted me to lie down, naked, on the floor, in front of the fireplace? If that wasn’t the most erotic thing I’d ever heard, I didn’t know what was.
I didn’t hesitate. With my eyes still on her, I lowered to my knees in front of her. She wanted her fun, but I also wanted mine. Looking up at her naked body was such a beautiful sight.
I kissed each of her thighs and reveled in her smile. I brought a hand up to rub her clit, causing her legs to shake slightly. Oh, this was going to be fun.
I rubbed her clit a few times before I replaced my fingers with my mouth, sucking once. I looked up to see her head fly back and her fingers grip my hair. I smiled and kissed her thigh three times, asking for consent to continue. I grinned at her eager nod and went back to licking and sucking her clit.
My hands reached back to grab her ass and pull her closer to me. I alternated between slow and gentle licks to hard sucking. The more I alternated, the wetter she became and the more her legs became unsteady. Eventually she had to hold on to the fireplace mantel to keep upright, and I was proud I could do that to her.
I looked up to see Daisy staring at me as her orgasm grew closer. But that didn’t last long, because as soon as it hit, her eyes rolled to the back of her head and her grip on my hair tightened. It wasn’t enough to hurt, but it was enough to keep me in place where she needed me. I licked and sucked her through the orgasm, drinking up every drop of cum she gave me, needing and wanting so much more.
She finally came down and I relented, giving her sensitive clit a soft kiss before I pulled back.
Immediately she dropped to her knees in front of me and kissed me. I groaned when she wrapped her hands around me as she tasted herself on my tongue.
She pushed me back until I was lying down and she was straddling me. “My turn.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
I didn’t say anything more as she kissed me. That kiss trailed down to my throat and my collarbone and then landed on my nipple. I gasped and arched into her as her tongue circled around it, making my clit throb. She knew everything that set my body on fire.
She gave attention to the other nipple as she lightly scratched down my body. I shivered at the sensation, and that made her grin.
“Are you cold, doodle?”
I shook my head. “No. Not cold. Extremely turned on. Daisy, please.”
“You’re so cute when you beg. Lucky for you I’m in a very giving mood tonight.”
She gently rubbed my clit, and I shamelessly moved my hips to grind her hand. I was desperate for her.
I whined when she stopped, but it was short-lived when I felt her breath on my clit.
“Oh, God!” I moaned.
