Page 14 of Fake Hearts and Kisses

“That’s what I want,” she says.

Running my fingers lightly up her thigh, I watch her eyes closely, waiting for a hint she’s changed her mind, or the sign I should continue. I stop just under the shirt, then lean forward and cup her ass.Fuck. She’s not wearing anything under this shirt.

She grips my shoulder to stay upright as I pull her toward me and press my face to the front of her shirt, right over hermound. A rush of air escapes her, as I breathe her in, squeezing her ass tighter.

“You’re driving me mad,” I grind out, barely able to think straight. She smells so good. Like soap and fabric softener. And something else. Something slightly floral that I think is just her. Gripping her ass, I wrap her legs around my hips as I stand. Her arms lock around my neck, anchoring her to me. She buries her face in my neck as I walk us to the bedroom. Placing her down on the edge of the bed, I cover her mouth with mine. She whimpers, pressing her body into me. Pure liquid heat shoots up my spine.

I slide to the floor, kneeling at the foot of the bed, dragging her to the edge. Daisy weaves her fingers into my hair, making these small animalistic sounds as her tongue explores my mouth, making me impossibly hard. I break away and trail kisses from her mouth, to her jaw, to her neck. “Take your shirt off.”

She pulls at her shirt and it’s gone within seconds, falling to the floor by my knees. I lean back on my heels, drinking in the sight of her. I’ve spent weeks wondering what Daisy looked like under all her layers, and she’s right here in front of me, offering herself with such hunger in her eyes that it nearly takesmy breath away. She’s all soft curves, lean legs, small perfect breasts, the nipples hard little pebbles.

I run a hand up the inside of her thigh, savoring every inch of her. “Tell me what you want.”

Her chest flushes red. “You. This.”

“You want me to taste you?”

She bites her lip, nearly making me come undone. “Yes.”

Putting light pressure on her thighs, I meet her gaze. “Open for me.”

Slowly, Daisy lets her thighs part as I run my hands up her inner thighs toward her center. She shivers, her nipples tightening even more. She grips one and rolls it between her fingers. My mouth waters, wanting to suck the rosy nub into my mouth as much as I want to slip my tongue into her pussy. I close my eyes briefly to collect myself. Everything in me screams to rush. To take her. Slide my tongue through her folds. Thrust into her fast and greedy, driving into her over and over. But, I have to go slow. I need to savor every moment.

“Open wider.” I’m so hard I can feel the moisture on the head of my cock dampening a spot on my jeans. Taking her foot in my hand, I marvel at how small she is as I place it at the edge of the bed. She brings her other legup, so she’s spread wide for me. Light from the fire in the other room glistens over her pussy, showing me just how wet and ready she is. I tear my eyes from her folds and find her watching me. Running my fingers lightly over her thighs, I stop just before I reach her center. “Tell me how much you want this.”

I lean forward, pressing my nose to her, breathing her in for a moment. The second I touch my tongue to her, a groan breaks from me.This. This. This.I’d fucking crawl through glass to taste her every day. With desperate hunger coursing through me, I flick my tongue over her clit, then slide it down, running my tongue from the crack of her ass up to her clit.

Daisy sucks in a breath, her words whispered out in a low moan. “Yes, like that.”

One hand moves to her slick folds to spread herself. I lean forward, circling her clit with my tongue, and suck her into my mouth. She lets out a loud rush of air. I release her with a slight pop, making her entire body jerk.

“Please, more,” she begs, trying to spread her legs wider. She arches her back, scooting even close to the edge of the bed.

Fuck.How did I get so lucky? Watching her every reaction, I take one finger and circle her clit before sliding it slowly into her. Her jaw clenches and she rocks forward, trying to getmy finger deeper. It hurts how badly I want to be inside her. “That’s right, fuck my hand, sweet girl.”

She whimpers as I move it in and out, tilting forward to meet my hand. I press my tongue to her again. I circle, lick, and suck at her, loving the small gasps she makes. She circles her hips, tugging at my hair, chasing her release. I drive my tongue into her center, tasting her salty sweetness. She cries out, bucking wildly, removing her hand so she can grip my head. I wrap my arms around her thighs, keeping her pinned to my mouth.

“Fuck,” she says, her voice husky with need. “I’m so close.”

I keep up the rhythm, licking and sucking a little harder with each pass. Her thighs close around my ears, and she pulls me harder to her, her entire body clenching. Wetness floods my mouth as she lets out a long throaty moan and shudders before falling still. I lick her again, savoring the sweetness, and she jerks, shoving my head away.

“Too much,” she says, breathless.

Letting go of her thighs, I stand over her. She sits up, propping herself on her elbows, her legs falling to the floor. I take in the beauty of her and all her soft curves. It feels unreal, standing above her after dreaming about this for weeks.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” Iwhisper.

She gives me a smirk, opening her legs wider.

She’s greedy like me.More. More. More.

I pull my shirt over my head and drop it to the floor. Her eyes grow wide at the sight of me and she immediately sits up, placing her hands on my stomach. Her warm finger slides up, following the plains of my chest, then smooths back down again. Daisy slides her fingers down my sides, then trails them along the chevron of muscle near my hips. She leans in and licks one side, then the other, the heat of her tongue igniting a fire in me. My dick strains so hard against my jeans it almost hurts. I unzip them and free myself.

“Shit.” Her eyes run greedily over me. “You’re huge.”

Taking my cock in my hand, I stroke it for her. Daisy licks her lips and slides her fingers under the waist of my pants, dragging them fully down my thighs, so I can step out of them.

“You were going commando.” Daisy grips the base of my cock, replacing my hand, slowly moving up and down.

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