“You heard me.”
“I want that.” I nod vigorously as if making sure he knows how very on board I am with that plan.
“Then get ready, sweetheart.”
Owen pierces me deep the second my legs wrap around his middle.
“Shit!” I rasp.
His thick cock fits so tight that I can feel every ridge. Every vein.
He’s slow as he pulls out, but then pushes back in so firmly that it makes me think he’s going to take me hard and fast.
But no. He’s not finding a rhythm. He’s just thoroughly dicking me down.
He thrusts in again so fiercely I can feel him everywhere. And out again, so slowly and deliberately, making me feel so good with every inch of him, he has me clawing for more.
“That’s it, baby girl. Fuck, you feel so good, so good and so fucking tight.”
“I can take it. Don’t hold back, Owen. I want you so bad.”
He gives another sturdy roll of his hips and says, “You’ve already got me. You’ve got my heart, Daisy. And I want to make this work.”
Of course we can make this work.
The dam breaks, and a tear escapes. I want to give this man everything. I want to make him feel everything he makes me feel. Special. Adored. Coveted so hard that I’d wait all day just for the chance to talk to him.
Why can’t I give that to him, exactly?
We have dozens of people around us to help us make it all work.
We don’t have to do anything alone.
“I want to make this work, too.”
Owen pierces me again, so deeply that my hips come up off the mattress.
When he comes, he buries his face against my collarbone, roaring out my name.
chapter
fifteen
Owen
Two months later
Graham, my mom, and sisters Summer and Harmony are already head over heels for Daisy.
And why wouldn’t they be?
Summer and Harmony wait until the week after Graham’s second birthday party to launch the official grand opening of the frozen yogurt shop.
Now that all the shop’s inspections, permits, and red tape are in the rearview mirror, it’s time for one final approval: my sister Mills and her boyfriend Hayden are here from California and are meeting Daisy for the first time.
Mills is kind, but has a less bubbly demeanor than Summer and Harmony.
“So. What are your intentions with my brother?” Mills asks, lifting an eyebrow.