Page 59 of Totally Shipped
It’s hard. My automatic response, anytime I see someone wearing one of those ‘choose joy’ t-shirts is to imagine punching them in the face.
But…
Fuckkkk.
I think about Daisy and I being together. Her smooth tan skin, those heavy breasts, and that long blonde hair. Inside my shorts, my dick gives a pulse, and before I even realize what I’m doing, I pull my erection into my hand. I haven’t got myself off in eighteen months. Punishment.
Eventually, if you don’t wank, the desire goes away. Or at least it did with me, but meeting Daisy changed that. Right from the very first time I met her, my cock started begging for attention again. My body aches, desperately wanting release. What I really want is to plow myself deep inside Daisy, but for the first time in forever, I’m going to give into my right hand.
I imagine Daisy’s fingers running over my length, gently smearing the precum that is already leaking from the tip.
My erection is so hard it’s almost painful. Daisy taking me in her mouth, Daisy opening those sweet thighs. I pump my hand, going faster and harder, and when my balls tighten, I stifle a desperate grunt. I imagine Daisy smiling up at me, then opening her mouth and my orgasm tears through me that I feel like I might pass out.
“Daisy,” I whisper, catching my breath. Somewhere in the back of my mind I imagine Carlo laughing and giving a round of applause.
“About fucking time, Malone. Look at you ‘choosing joy’ what a pussy.”
Carlo would seriously take the piss, but I’m doing it.
Rex Malone is aiming to choose joy.
???
Keyara and I are making sandcastles.
“Hey-ooh!” comes a shout from the edge of the jungle.
My heart!
Without thinking I race across the beach towards the group— I’m racing with Keyara to get to Daisy. Muscling Leander, Gray, and Killian aside, I grip Daisy’s face between my hands, and pull her to me.
“I love you, Daisy.”
She looks at me with such…fucking joy…that any resistance inside me just falls away. My heart, body and soul belong to this woman. Our lips meet, and she immediately digs her hands into my hair. I kiss her harder and harder, claiming her. The taste of her mouth, the little sounds she’s making, all of it driving me wild.
“I love you too, Rex. Forever.”
“Beyond forever,” I growl.
If this life ends, I’ll find her in the next and the next.
“Ahem.”
Eventually I pull back. Not letting my eyes leave her face, I address the guys. “Y’all, I’m all in,” I tell them.
“About fucking time,” grumbles Leander. He has a hand on the shoulder of a bouncy Keyara. Leander leans down and scoops her up. “I know you wanna see Daisy, noodle, but let’s let her and Rex talk for a moment, ok? Besides, we gotta make the place ready for her to lie down and get some rest!”
“Nice and cozy makes you dozy!” says Keyara with a nod.
She wriggles out of Leander’s hold, but only to drag him, Gray, and Killian up the beach, leaving Daisy and I alone.
Thank you, Leander.
“I’ve been losing my mind, Daisy. Please tell me you’re OK, Harvey didn’t hurt you?”
She instantly reassures me. “I’m fine; he really didn’t do anything. I’m just tired from all the trekking and swimming.” Standing up on her tiptoes, she kisses me again.
Her lips are chapped and rough, but to me they feel as soft as silk. Her baby bump presses into me. It’s all intoxicating. I sweep her into my arms and carry her bridal style across the beach and into the privacy of the shelter.
