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“Are you going to show me, or just think about it? Because I’m pretty sure thoughts alone won’t get me off.”

I chuckle as I hook my thumbs in the waistband of her underwear, dragging them down her legs.

Once I’ve tossed them to the side, I lean in and pepper kisses along the stretch marks that mar her lower abdomen. Daisy’s body tenses the second my lips make contact, but within moments she relaxes. I meant what I said before, they don’t bother me in the slightest.

I hook my hands under each of her knees and spread her wide, and when I get my first glimpse of her glistening pink pussy, precum leaks from my cock.

“Fuck, Dais,” I growl as my tongue licks a line along her inner thigh. When she moans and fists her hands in the covers, arching her back off the bed, I move to the adjacent leg.

We have all night, and I’m not going to rush this. She admitted it’s been a while for her, so I need to get her prepared. I’m a well-endowed six-foot-three man, and she’s tiny.

By the time I claim this woman as my own, she’s going to be a withering mess.

I repeat what I just did, but this time instead of my tongue, I kiss and nibble on her soft flesh.

“Nolan,” she whimpers, moving her hands to my hair, and trying to guide my mouth to where she needs it most, but I hold strong. Sometimes the wait is part of the gift, because anticipation has a way of making the final destination all the more sweeter.

I draw back slightly and blow hot air against her sensitive flesh, and when she pushes her head further into the mattress and cries out, my dick pulses behind the zipper of my trousers.

I drag things out as long as I can, but by the end, I’m not sure who’s more desperate for it, her or me.

When I finally bury my face between her thighs, she pulls herself up onto her elbows and watches me work her over. She tastes as sweet as I knew she would.

Her soft cries rain down on me, and I want to drown in them, in her. I gently slide two fingers knuckle deep into her tight, wet pussy, as my tongue works over her clit.

Her body trembles beneath my touch, so I twist my hand on an angle and insert the tip of my thumb into her arse.

Daisy instantly jerks at the invasion, but I hold firm. I want this to be memorable. I want to give this woman the world. I know how to make her feel good; she just needs to trust me.

Eventually, she starts rocking back and forth toward my face, and I know she’s enjoying it. There’s nothing hotter.

I can feel her swollen clit pulsing against my tongue, and within moments she’s squirming, so I ramp it up, scissoring my fingers inside her and pushing my digit deeper into her arse until I have her spiralling over the edge.

I draw back, wiping the back of my hand over my mouth, as I slowly remove my fingers from her body. I want to do that again, but my need to be inside her is too great.

She flops back onto the mattress in sedated bliss, as I push to my feet and undress. Her body may be incapable of moving right now, but her eyes track every action.

When my clothes are in a discarded pile on the floor, I move to my bedside drawer and pull out an accordion of rubbers, tearing one off with my teeth as I drop the rest on the bed beside her.

I hope she’s ready for a workout because I have stamina for days. I want to fuck this woman all night long, and I’m pretty sure she’s going to let me.

My eagerness to sink inside her is almost too much; it’s a desperation I can’t seem to get a hold of, and I can’t remember ever feeling like this.

My clumsy fingers fumble as I open the foil packet, all the while trying to remember what the hell I’m doing with my dick. Usually, I can do this with my eyes closed, but her sweet pussy seems to have infiltrated every single brain cell.

With grit determination, I finally manage to sheath myself. When I’m done, I lean down, placing my hands on the mattress, either side of her body.

My lips meet hers in a fiery kiss, and as soon as I come up for air, she squirms her way into the centre of the bed. My knees hit the mattress as I crawl towards her, hovering over her body as I settle between her spread legs.

“Fuck, darlin’,” I say, brushing my lips against hers. I’ve never fallen so hard or so fast before. I wasn’t even looking for this. I’m starting to believe that the best things happen when you least expect them.

I balance on one elbow, keeping my weight off her stripper tits—I can’t go wasting any more of her breast milk because it’s what’s keeping our little man alive—and grasp hold of my cock, lining it up with her opening.

I slide the head through her wetness, coating the tip, before I start to inch in. I rest my head on her shoulder, and groan. Her core wraps me like a glove. She’s so fucking snug.

“Daisy,” I growl as I sink all the way home.

“Nolan.” Daisy wraps her legs around my waist and digs the heels of her feet into my arse cheeks, dragging me closer. “You feel so good.”