25. Anthony
ANTHONY
“Welcome to my kingdom,” Daisy said a few hours later as we went into her apartment. She was visibly more relaxed. “It’s not as huge as yours.”
“It’s very you,” I said, looking around.
“Want to take a shower?” she asked.
I placed my hands at the side of her neck. “Want to shower together?”
She laughed softly.
“What?”
“I was certain that you had sexy thoughts in mind.”
“Always. But I did very well until now.”
“Yes, you did.”
She licked her lips and turned around. I followed her to the bathroom. It wasn’t big, but her bathtub was large enough that we could both step inside. She also had a full-length mirror on the door, giving me lots of ideas.
I took Daisy by the shoulders, positioning her in front of the mirror. “I want you to watch while I take off your clothes.”
She was wearing jeans and a shirt. I started by yanking the shirt over her head. Her bra was all white lace and pushed her breasts together .
“You look so damn good. So sexy!” I drew my thumb over each breast exactly where the fabric ended and the swell began. “I’m going to leave that on for now.”
She whimpered as I pressed my hand over the cup of her bra. Her nipple was already sensitive. I lowered the zipper of her jeans but didn’t have much patience left, so I yanked them down.
She stepped out of them quickly, following my every move in the mirror. I rose back up until my mouth was level with her shoulder. Looking at her in the mirror, I placed a kiss there before moving to the other shoulder. Her skin turned to goose bumps; I could feel it under my palm.
I could see it in the mirror.
Daisy’s reactions were intoxicating. I wanted to up the ante there already. Even though she looked sexy as fuck with her underwear on, I took off her bra, cupping her breasts in my hands. Then I teased her nipples between my thumbs and forefingers. Daisy gasped, looking away.
Fucking hell. She was blushing.
“Look in the mirror, Daisy. I want you to see everything I’m doing to you. I want you to watch very, very closely.”
While she watched, I shoved my own pants and boxers down, taking out my cock. It was fully erect already.
I pushed her panties down, looking at us in the mirror, transfixed, as I began to worship her breasts again, circling her nipples with my fingers until they turned to hard nubs. Daisy moaned loudly, dropping her head back on my shoulder.
Her wetness coated my cock, and I slid inside her.
“Fuuuuuck!”
She gasped, lolling her head to one side, turning it so her forehead was in the crook of my neck. “Anthony, oh my God.”
“I’m going to make you come once, beautiful. Then we can take that shower.”
“Yes, yes, please. I need it so bad.”
Feeling her pussy tighten around me was a form of torture in itself, but I knew this was exactly what she needed to unwind tonight. She had to come several times, and I was here to give her just that.
I circled her clit with my fingers, not moving inside her at all. If I did, I’d start to fuck her for real, and I wanted this to be only for her.
She leaned forward, arching her back, rolling her hips back and forth.
“You’re so beautiful.”
“I need to?—”
“I know, and you’ll come, baby, so damn hard. I promise you.”
She grew wetter that very second, and then her pussy started to pulse. I closed my eyes, drawing deep breaths through my nostrils and exhaling through my mouth. While I kept circling her clit, my fingers nearly slipped in her wetness.
“Oh my God, Anthony.”
I moved us forward, pressing her breasts against the mirror. Her cry filled the entire bathroom.
My erection was downright painful, but I wasn’t going to thrust. If I did that even once, it was all going to be over. I relished the sounds she made. Pressing her against the mirror meant she couldn’t move the way she wanted to. She was going to get all the pleasure, but on my terms.
I knew she’d explode seconds before she did because the pitch of her cries changed, becoming more guttural.
She’d been thrashing her head around, but now she just pressed her forehead against the mirror and clenched so tight around my cock that I had to make an effort not to let those muscles push me out.
There was an unmistakable tremor in her thighs. Fuck yes. I’d made her come so hard that her legs were shaking. I applied even more pressure on her clit. She cried out again. This orgasm was going to be long, and it would take everything out of her.
When her cries finally subsided, her body softened, but her inner muscles were still clenching .
“Fuck,” I exclaimed.
We weren’t going to make it into the tub. I needed to have her right now, and she was ready for more. I felt it in the way she drenched me. I pulled back and then pushed right in.
Daisy groaned. “Oh God,” she whispered. “Anthony, I’m going to?—”
“I know, babe. Just take everything I’m giving you. Feeling you come around my cock is the best damn thing on this planet.”
Only now I needed my release too.
I moved us farther away from the mirror, putting both her hands on the doorway, covering them with mine.
What this woman was doing to me was fucking insane. The more I had her, the more I needed her.
I kissed the side of her neck, looking at her in the mirror. She kept closing and opening her eyes, the combination of watching us and feeling me inside her clearly too much for her. But not for me. I liked watching every reaction.
I simply enjoyed watching her, period. It filled me with a sense of completeness unlike anything I’d ever experienced. This right here was home. Her pussy, her body. Daisy was my home. I had no idea when it had come to that, but it was 100 percent true.
“Anthony, I can’t stand anymore.”
Her legs were trembling once again. This time I couldn’t sustain her—not while I was desperately chasing my own climax too. So I did the next best thing. I pulled out of her and whirled her around, then pressed her back against the door and pushed in.
The angle was even more perfect than I’d expected.
“Fucking hell, Daisy,” I groaned.
She gasped, rolling her hips.
I thrust wildly, but I needed more than this. With a deep breath, I pulled out.
“Let’s go to the bedroom. I need a bed to fuck you properly, gorgeous. ”
She whimpered but didn’t protest at all. I led her to the bedroom and pointed to the bed.
“Climb on all fours, Daisy. I want to see your gorgeous ass while I fuck your pussy.”
Her step faltered. She liked dirty talk just as much as I did.
As soon as she was in position, I climbed onto the bed right behind her, completely losing control. Instinct took over and I slid inside her, kneading her ass with one hand, palming the cheek and then giving it a slap.
She shuddered.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” she whispered.
I did it again as I thrust inside her, alternating the slap on her ass with a thrust. She got wetter every time. It was fucking delicious.
“Touch your clit. I want to feel the tips of your fingers rub my cock.”
She put her right hand on her clit the next second. She was fucking gorgeous with her ass up in the air like this, waiting to be fucked into oblivion. My thrusts were fucking hard.
Even so, she pushed herself against me. Nothing was enough. We needed more and more and more.
Feeling her fingers brush against my cock was turning me on massively. Her ass was red from my palm, so I switched to the other side.
“Anthony!” she exclaimed after the first contact of my palm with her ass cheek. I could barely make out my name, her voice shook so bad.
A bolt of pleasure zipped through me with shocking power. My climax was going to follow soon.
I pushed in a bit more, changing the angle. She was no longer at ninety degrees on her knees but slightly bent forward. I could enter her even better like this, even deeper.
Daisy climaxed almost immediately, putting both hands on the bed, clearly needing to sustain herself. I pressed two fingers on her clit while I drove inside her. Her cry spurred my own climax.
The effort of thrusting in this position made my muscles burn, but I didn’t stop. Not until both Daisy and I had experienced all the pleasure we could.