Page 84 of Never Say Never

“Like fuck.”

She giggles as I hold her tighter.

“I had to see you, so here I am. I hope it’s okay.”

Italy was her trip. Her dream. I didn’t think to ask her if it was okay that I come, I just booked the first flight I could find and got on the plane as fast as I could. Now I’m standing in frontof her realizing that maybe I should have checked in with her first. My heart pounds in my chest.

“I realized halfway through the first day that I didn’t want to be here without you. Do you have any idea how much I’ve missed you?” She fists my shirt in her hands, tugging my face down to hers and the room falls away. “So, yes, Tuck… it’s more than okay.”

“Good.”

She smiles, tugging my face even further until her lips are on mine. I seal my mouth over hers. Goddamn, she tastes so good. Like lemons and sugar. My tongue searches for hers, and then we’re kissing again without caring who’s watching.

The kiss is full of longing and lust. Bold and special. Everything Daisy. And it’s over too soon. I growl, and Daisy laughs and shakes her head.

“Wait,” she says, her expression turning serious. “How are you here? What about spring training?”

“I need to be back in Reed Point by Monday. Do you think five days is long enough to remind you how fucking good we are together?”

“I haven’t forgotten, but I’d still like you to remind me.”

She goes up on her toes and nips at my bottom lip with her teeth.

“Dais,pleaseinvite me up to your room.”

“Would you like to see my room?”

“I thought you’d never ask.”

I reach for my suitcase and Daisy leads the way. We jog up a marble staircase and two more narrow flights of stairs, tripping over ourselves to get to her hotel room. We are a hysteria of entwined tongues and scraping teeth, her hands in my hair as I push open the door to her place. I have never been so lost in a kiss before. The space between us feels electric. I taste her, realizing I’ve never experienced this kind of need before. Thedesire feels like it’s burning me alive. Like I’ve waited for Daisy forever.

I’m grinding my aching cock into her ass as soon as the door shuts behind us. It’s already leaking at the tip at the thought of finally getting her naked. When I tear her shirt over her head, my dick starts to throb. By the time she’s bare standing in front of me, I’m so hard it hurts.

She’s as eager as I am, and it shows when her hands fumble with my belt. And because I can’t take another second of my dick being confined to my pants, I help her with the buckle then get to work on the button and the zipper.

Fuck, I need her. Finally, we’re both naked and I’m walking her backwards to the small kitchen table—the closest surface I can see—where I hoist her up, so she’s perched on the edge. I cage her in as her legs spread wide for me, my swollen cock trapped between us.

I plan on making up for lost time.

“Fuck, baby, I missed you.” The smooth skin of her body presses against mine, and I melt into her, letting the warmth of her seep into me.

“Do you feel better now, or would it help if I sat on your face?”

Fuck.That sounds so fucking hot.

“Tucker!” She squeals when I hoist her off the table. “What are you doing?”

Her legs wrap around me as I carry her to the bedroom, dropping her onto the mattress before flipping her so she’s straddling my waist. “Hands on the headboard and sit on my face, Dais.”

I help her shimmy over my chest with my hands on her hips until she’s straddling my face, and I have her two ass cheeks in my hands. “Spread your legs wider, baby.” I groan when I pullher center over my face, licking her mercilessly and sucking on her clit.

“Tuck… my God… your mouth,” she moans in desperation as she writhes on top of me. It only spurs me on. I use my fingers to spread her wide open, then I’m feasting on her, licking her up and down.

I have fantasized about this for weeks, and the reality that I am finally tasting her is enough to drive me out of my mind. I try to read her cues, sucking her harder if she groans or her legs begin to shake, and I find the perfect rhythm when I slide one finger into her, and she begins to ride my face like a wild horse.

She doesn’t stop, and neither do I, until she’s cursing my name and coming on my face, riding every last wave of her orgasm. “Tuck,” she breathes after she collapses over top of me. I catch her, rolling her onto her back beside me before I’m sprawling my body over hers, kissing the life out of her. I know she can taste herself on my lips. That thought alone is enough to make every drop of blood in my body flow to my already aching hard-on.

I kiss her tenderly before the need to have her is like a freight train barreling down the tracks, and I can’t take it any longer. I rise to my knees between her parted thighs, staring at my girl lying naked on the bed for me. The sunshine seeps through the window, casting a warm glow over her skin. My gaze roves over every inch of Daisy, her flat stomach, ample tits. Her wavy hair fans across the pillow, a mess from my hands flying through it.

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