Chapter 47 #2
My grin softened to a smile, then my guts were clenching all over again as I looked down at her ready for me. My dick strained between us. My head swollen and thick.
I gripped myself and barely brushed it through her lips.
A tiny gasp fluttered from her. “Please.”
“Tell me you’re mine.”
She curled her left hand in the covers, and that diamond glittered and danced in the rays of afternoon light. “I’ve always been yours, but now I am completely.”
Her words rushed me.
Sweet fucking surrender.
I drove in hard and deep.
Sweet fucking bliss.
A garbled shout ripped out of Daisy, her body convulsing as she struggled to adjust to my size.
“Fuck, you feel so good. So nice. Nothing in the world could compare to this.” Delirium tumbled out with the words as I gripped on hard to her hips. A rush of dizziness swamped me.
The feel of her so much and so overpowering that I couldn’t see.
A total blackout.
This was what they meant when they said dying of ecstasy.
My tongue stroked over my bottom lip as I looked down at where we were joined. My cock buried in the tight clutch of her cunt.
Woman stretched around me.
Her walls squeezed me tight. So tight I could barely fit.
Daisy panted and rasped and clawed at the sheets.
“Cash.”
“You like that? You like my cock filling you full? So full that I’m the only thing you can feel?”
“It’s too much, but I need more,” she rambled, close to incoherent.
“You want it, Little Wallflower? You want it hard and rough?”
“Yes, show me.”
I cinched down tighter on her waist as I slowly, slowly pulled out, the tip of my cock barely hanging on before I plunged back in.
A stroke of pure possession.
Daisy cried out as she was rocked forward.
The air grew even denser. A dark cloud that swirled over us.
A growl rumbled in my chest. “That’s it, Daisy. Take it the way you were meant to do.”
“Yes,” she mumbled, and I pulled back out and thrust back in.
I picked up a rhythm.
Fucking her hard and deep.
Watching as I stuffed her full. The sight of my cock driving in and out of her delicious cunt had me nearly splitting apart.
The pleasure blinding as I took her again and again.
“You’re perfect, Daisy. The feel of you. The warm, wet welcome of your sweet body.”
“Don’t ever stop, Cash. I don’t ever want to stop feeling like this.”
“You have it. Forever.” The promise was raw. Serrated like my heart that bled inside of me.
Every mangled, fractured part of it given to her.
I picked up a brutal, reckless pace, pounding into her, burying myself to the hilt. The sound of my hips smacking into her ass filled the room.
She moaned and writhed.
Rocking back to meet me with each punishing thrust. Forcing us harder and faster as she climbed toward the ecstasy that we’d always been promised. What had been waiting out there in the nothingness unattained.
“So good. So perfect. So right.” The praises poured out, and I looped my hand around her so I could get to her clit.
I rubbed my fingers against her as I fucked her, taking her right up to the brink.
“Oh my…Cash…I’m…”
She went fucking wild.
Slamming herself against me as she demanded the pleasure that she was owed.
“Give it to me, Little Wallflower. Want to feel you come all over my cock then I’m going to make you do it all over again.”
I swirled my fingers as I pounded deep, and a second later, Daisy was shooting off. Her walls clamped down on my cock as she throbbed and pulsed and screamed.
My name ricocheted off the bedroom walls as she came.
A fucking shockwave that nearly took me with her.
She chanted like she was seeing stars, and I was pretty fucking sure that I was seeing them, too.
Pleasure prowled up and down my spine.
Tightening my balls with the threat of rapture.
I had to grit my teeth and silently count to ten while she violently vibrated around me so I didn’t blow too soon.
The second I felt her coming down, I pulled out of her, spun her around, and hoisted her into my arms.
“Legs around my waist.” Every word rode the same razor-sharp edge that I did.
Surprise jetted out of her as I carried her over to the big chair that was situated in the corner. I sat down, taking her with me so she was on her knees straddling me.
“Now you’re going to ride my cock, and you’re going to show me how much you like it.”
Cornflower eyes dragged over my face, a thrill and uncertainty as she bit down on that bottom lip. “I don’t—”
“You couldn’t do it wrong, baby. Already told you there’s nothing better in this world than being inside you. Now I want you to sit on my dick.”
I gripped myself, angling for her.
Blunt nails sank into my shoulders as she lifted higher.
The head of my cock pressed at her pussy. “Take it, Daisy. Take it the way you said you wanted it.”
She sank down hard.
She clawed and scraped at my chest and shoulders.
The feel of her so devastating it nearly bowled me over.
Pleasure ripped and tore, and I struggled not to come right then.
“Fuck. Daisy. The feel of you.”
“Oh God. It’s so much,” she rasped.
“You can take it. Take it like you want it.”
Timidity filled her features for a single beat before she was rising up then plunging back down.
Gripping me in the tight, needy fist of her body.
“That’s it, Little Wallflower. Just like that.”
She did it again, breathing out as she whispered, “You feel so good. I don’t understand how it can be like this.”
I wound a hand up in her hair.
“This is the way it’s supposed to be.” It was a rough murmur.
Those eyes locked on me as she began to move. Setting her own impetuous pace. Riding me slow but sure.
Her hair swished around her shoulders, and her tits bounced with each thrust.
“So beautiful, baby. Nothing in the world. Nothing like you. I’m done for. There is nothing left for me but you.”
The confession poured out.
“Nothing,” she returned.
It sounded of a covenant.
The promise that nothing remained between us.
I sat forward a fraction, needing to get to that sweet mouth. My tongue delving deep so I could feed on her goodness.
Her body rocked and rolled over mine, and I swallowed down the little sounds that she made.
Committed them to my body.
A reminder of who she was and what she meant and the new purpose that I served.
She touched me everywhere that she could.
My shoulders.
My back.
My arms.
Cupped my cheeks as she kissed me just as madly.
We poured everything that was always supposed to be given into each other.
My fingers sank into her hip, and I fisted the other hand in her hair.
She shifted, rising high above me, her nipples raking against my chest as she moved.
She emitted soft sighs and puffs of air and jumbled words into my mouth.
Love.
So much fucking love.
It rose around me.
That feeling that I’d feared for so long.
The threat of losing her again was nearly too much to bear.
I would never fucking allow that to happen.
I slid my hand around to her back, rode it down until I was cupping her ass.
I angled her back.
“Feet on the armrests,” I told her.
The change in position had her knees almost pinned to her chest, and I used both hands to guide her up and down.
We both looked to where we were joined.
My cock stuffing her so full, slicked with her arousal.
“Cash…”
“You’re so hot. So sexy. So sweet.”
I curled an arm around her waist to support her, and I brought my thumb to her clit, swirled it around the swollen nub.
She tossed her head back as she used her feet to drive us faster.
“Look at me. I want to see your face when you come.”
She turned it to me. Swore to God, her expression knocked the breath from my lungs.
She was like looking at heaven.
Paradise.
And this time, I was going to do whatever it took to get there.
I stroked my thumb over her.
A golden glow lit up her sweat-slicked skin, and rasps pitched from her parted lips.
“Cash.”
Pleasure grew around us. Gathering from the recesses of our beings and zapping through our nerves. Tingles and sparks and flames.
It grew higher and higher with each thrust.
And I was right there. Pleasure clawing at my insides. My guts a tangle and my body on fire.
“Give it to me, Daisy. Let me feel what I do to you. And I want you screaming my name when you do it.”
Two more strokes and she split.
This time, it was an earthquake.
A full detonation as she ruptured apart.
A violent eruption of her body as she screamed my name. Her nails burrowed into my shoulders to the point of perfect pain as she spasmed and shook.
Her pussy clenched and clutched and sent me sundering, too.
Her name was a prayer as pleasure streaked through every inch of me as I came into the tight clutch of her body. My cock spasmed and jerked as I poured and poured.
Filled her up the way she filled me.
Our hearts and minds and bodies completely surrendered.
And I was no longer on the brink of it. No longer on the outskirts of serenity.
“Bliss,” I rasped as I held her close. “You are nothing but bliss.”
Daisy wrapped her arms around my neck and slumped forward.
Her body plastered against mine as she uttered the softest words at my ear. “You are everything, Cash. My love. My heart. My hope. You are the one thing I was missing.”
I eased back so I could look at her, my chest growing tight as I saw the treasure that had been granted to me.
I gathered up her hand with the ring on it, weaved our fingers together, and brought the diamond to my lips. “You will never have to miss me again.”
A wistful smile trembled over her lips. “I like the sound of that.”
I set my palm on her cheek and stroked my thumb over her jaw. My ribs stretched around my foolish heart. Grin fighting its way to the surface. “Turns out I like every sound that comes out of my wife’s mouth.”
Redness splashed her cheeks while the joy in those eyes glistened and pranced.
Fuck, I loved it.
Loved making her happy.
She traced her fingertips over my lips. “And it turns out I like every grumpy, possessive thing that comes out of my husband’s.”
“You sure you can handle it?” I teased, wondering how it was possible lightness had taken me over.
Her head angled to the side, delight traipsing over her features as her voice went flirty. “Oh, I’m pretty sure I can handle everything you are. I was made for it, remember?”
“Good thing, because you’re about to get a whole lot of me.” I growled it as I stood with her in my arms, though there was something playful seeded in it.
She squealed and wrapped her arms tighter around my neck as I carried her to our bed and tossed her in the middle.
A peal of laughter rolled out as she bounced, her naked body so tempting as she sank into the sheets.
There was no stopping my grin as I crawled on top of her, wrapped her in my arms, and gazed down at the life shining back at me. I gently brushed my fingers through her hair. “I love you, Daisy Adair.”
She sent me a sweetly wicked smile. “That’s Daisy Cunningham to you.”