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“Tell me what you want, baby,” I said. “Anything.”
Prairie’s dreamy eyes looked more greenish in this light, staring up at me as her fingers locked into the back of my hair.
She seemed to be thinking for a moment before she whispered, “Not anything. Everything.”
22
PRAIRIE
There was no question in my mind. I needed Daniel completely. It surprised me how much I needed to give myself to him. Sharing this moment was already making me feel giddy.
Daniel’s head dipped to suck my nipple while caressing my breasts. His large, rough hands were so gentle, and he treated me as if I were so delicate I might break.
I couldn’t imagine sharing this experience with anyone else.
As his warm skin drifted over mine, I felt so close to him. Like he was part of me. He was going to be the man in my life for…it was too much to think of forever quite yet.
Daniel’s hand lowered to slip off my panties, then his fingers gravitated to my center. It wasn’t until he made contact that I realized I’d been craving his touch since the last time we were in this bed.
He made his way back up to my lips where he kissed me for what seemed like ages. All the while, his hand was caressing me, his fingers slipping through my most sensitive skin.
Reaching down, I took hold of the long, thick shaft that was brushing my hip.
Daniel shuddered as I ran my hand all the way up and down its length. “Prairie,” he breathed, “I love the way you touch me.”
“Good. Because I’ll never stop touching you.”
“I’m glad to hear you say that, baby. I genuinely think I’m going to have a problem keeping my hands off you.”
He placed a row of kisses along my collarbone like jewels. “We’re going to be that disgusting couple that are always embarrassing to be around, aren’t we?”
“Yes, and I don’t care.” Even at the beginning of the most erotic experience of my life, Daniel still could make me laugh.
“You’re so pretty when you giggle,” Daniel said. “But now I need to see how pretty you are when you’re moaning.”
I loved the way his voice darkened when he said that. His fingers were slipping against my skin as I became wetter and wetter. It felt like my juices were dripping down onto the bed.
“Open those sexy legs wider, baby,” he commanded, as I spread open for him. He began to kiss down my body but I gripped the back of his hair, stopping him from moving lower. “Don’t you want me to lick you?”
“Not as much as I need you to keep kissing me.”
“Anything you want, baby.”
I had loved it when he kissed me there before, but right now, I needed his mouth on mine. I needed that connection before we took the next step.
He kept stroking me, kissing me gently while my hand gilded slowly up and down his cock. I wasn’t quite sure what I was doing, but he obviously was enjoying it. I liked touching him in such a familiar way as we got more comfortable together.
His fingertips swirled around my clit, which felt like it was swelling and tingling from his touch. Daniel placed his thumb right on the perfect spot so that his middle finger could slip inside. It made me feel deliciously full, yet I ached for more.
“So wet for me,” he murmured. “I think this sexy little pussy has been waiting for me for a very long time.”
“Yes.” I hesitated, but figured I had to blurt it out at some point. “By the way, I’m on the pill. Just so you know.”
“Thank God,” he muttered. “You have no idea how much I need to come right here with nothing between us.” His thick finger pumped inside me as his thumb swirled perfectly, making the entire world spin as a blanket of heat washed over me.
Screaming his name through my climax, I heard the words please, and more, being torn from my lips.
“That’s it,” he purred.
