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My fingers trembled as I yanked at the opening of his trousers, my heart pounding in anticipation. Daicon closed his eyes, arching his back and panting as he felt my touch. Then he suddenly stilled, pulling his hand from between my thighs and bringing his fingers to his mouth to savor the taste of my pleasure.
Sweet fancy Moses, that's the sexiest thing ever!
Daicon pulled away, rising on his knees. His hands moved to the buttons of his pants, and he yanked them down, tossing the material aside carelessly, revealing himself in all his glory.
And he was truly glorious.
My eyes drew to his strong thighs as they flexed, and I felt my cheeks heat when I caught sight of his proud erection.
The most beautiful man I'd ever seen.
“Daisy,” Daicon groaned, his eyes flickering down my body, long dark lashes fanning the flames in his gaze.
Lying with my knees wide open, the old Daisy would feel embarrassed exposing herself in such a wanton fashion. The new Daisy felt a heady flash of pleasure as Daicon gazed at me like a man savoring his last meal.
"Are you sure, sweetling?" Daicon asked again, fingertips trailing down my cheek. I knew that whatever my reply, he would honor my wishes.
“Daicon,” I breathed, holding my arms open for him.
He let out a low growl of pleasure and moved closer, propping on his forearms to keep the brunt of his weight off me as he settled between my thighs.
Our noses grazed as his eyes searched mine for one last permission. When I nodded, his swollen shaft twitched as if in relief, and I felt the head of his hardness press against me. Inch by inch, he slid inside, our gaze never breaking as the intensity of this moment overwhelmed us.
My body stretched around him, almost to the point of pain, my body fluttering around him as each glorious slide of his cock within me cause small explosions of bliss.
"Daisy," he murmured before lowering his mouth to mine. Our lips connected, his warmth radiating through my body as he moved against me. With each thrust, I felt the heat of his body intensifying, and my muscles grew weak with anticipation. It was like a wave of electricity washing through my body, a deep shiver that started at the top of my head, prickling down to my toes. Never in all my life had I felt so perfectly desired... so perfectly pleasured... so perfect.
Daicon pressed deeper into me, and I let out a low moan as my eyes closed, letting my fingertips run over his chest and shoulders. His muscles flexed between my touch. It was a heady feeling, knowing I affected him just as strongly and his thrusts increased in tempo. I could feel his thickness stretching me, filling me up, and pushing me closer and closer to the edge. It was almost too much to bear.
"You feel so good, sweetling," he groaned against my lips. "Do you want to come for me again?"
Old Daisy would have died of embarrassment at his words. Not anymore. I answered by lifting my hips and changing the angle, so he slid deeper inside my body.
Daicon's moan reverberated off the walls as he slammed into me, causing my head to tilt back in pleasure. The sensation was like nothing I had ever experienced. I instinctively wrapped my legs around his waist as I felt myself begin melting into a puddle of bliss.
His thrusts were firm yet gentle, each movement calculated and precise, as though he was calling out to something deep inside me. One hand wound in my hair, holding my head still to the plunder of his mouth, while his other hand made a ticklish foray downward, between my breasts and over my stomach, making their way to the wetness between my legs. He rubbed at my sensitive bud as he picked up the pace until I could no longer contain myself. The scream from my lips echoed throughout the room as every muscle in my body shivered with pleasure.
My head felt light, as if floating in a dreamlike state, my senses overwhelmed by the waves of pleasure coursing through my body with each thrust. His movements became more frenzied, and the sensations increased in intensity until I quivered uncontrollably, wracked by an intense orgasm that left my teeth chattering between gasps for breath.
Daicon slammed into me with three quick thrusts before I felt his body tremble. One final thrust, deeper than any man has ever been, and he shuddered as streams of hot liquid filled me, sending shockwaves of pleasure through every inch of my body. I wrapped my arms tightly around his shoulders, holding him close as he buried his face in my neck, inhaling deeply.
Sweet fancy, Moses!
Residual pleasure coursed through my body. I was lost to the feel of him... lost to the idea of what might come next … lost to him.
And I don’t think I ever want to be found.
Chapter 12
Daicon
I’m in trouble.
Deep, blissful, pleasurable trouble.
I’d convinced myself somehow that I could have one taste of Daisy’s body. One stolen, perfect moment in her arms and then walk away, letting her go, knowing that she could never truly be mine.
I’m a fucking idiot.
