Chapter Six
Daniel
This girl is going to be the death of me.
I’ve never wanted anyone like this. Not in all my twenty-eight years on this earth.
Not with this kind of heat…this kind of need that claws up from my chest and settles in my bones.
It’s like every part of me has been tuned to her frequency.
The way she looks at me with those glacier-blue eyes, all trusting and unsure and so damn eager.
It makes something primal rise up inside me.
I want to ruin her in the best way.
But I also want to worship her. Make her feel things she didn’t know were possible. Build her a whole new life brick by brick, just so she never knows what it’s like to be unwanted again.
“Come here, baby girl,” I say softly, reaching out a hand.
She comes to me without hesitation, crawling into my lap like she was made to fit there. I wrap my arms around her, pressing her body tightly against mine as I lower my head to hers. I kiss her fiercely, tasting myself on her lips. Lust, hot as molten steel, shoots through my veins.
I pull back and press a kiss to the crown of her head. “Want to keep going, baby?”
I hope to God she says yes.
“Yes,” she says with an eager nod, making me smile.
“Let’s get you outta this,” I drawl, skimming my fingers over the neckline of her shirt.
She shivers slightly, her cheeks going beet red all over again. She doesn’t say anything, but eagerly raises her arms when I pull the shirt over her head. One by one, I peel off her remaining items of clothing until she’s completely naked.
I stare at her, running my eyes slowly over her perfectly sculpted body, lingering on her full breasts.
“God, you’re beautiful,” I whisper, pushing the words past the tightness in my chest.
I lean in and kiss her again. Slow. Hot. Deep. I slide my tongue between her lips and she moans into my mouth, pressing her naked body to mine like she’s craving every inch of contact. I back her onto the blankets, following her down until I’m over her, bracing myself with one arm.
I trace my fingertips down the valley between her breasts to the soft curve of her belly, down to the spot between her legs. I find it wet and eager for me.
“You wet for me again, baby? Ready for me to make you feel good?”
She nods, breath hitching.
“Ready for what? I want to hear it.”
“I’m ready for you to make me come. Ready for your cock.” Her cheeks flush a brilliant red as she says the filthy words, her expression a breathtaking combination of innocence and desire.
She is perfect.
“Goddamn right you are.”
I kiss my way down her chest, pausing to suck one tight nipple into my mouth until she gasps, then doing the same to the other. Her body arches beneath me, hips rolling like she’s trying to chase pleasure without even thinking about it.
I slide down, kissing her belly, her hips, her thighs, every single inch. I take my time. Because she deserves to be pampered.
Her thighs part for me without hesitation, like her body already knows it belongs to me. Her scent hits me, sweet, addictive, and so fucking pure I nearly groan. I hook my arms under her legs, spreading her open for my gaze, for my mouth, for my worship.
And then I pause.
Because fuck, she’s beautiful. Glowing in the firelight, cheeks flushed, chest rising and falling like she can barely keep up with what’s happening. Her eyes meet mine, wide and filled with need. Trust.
She’s giving herself to me. Completely. All over again.
And I’ll never take that for granted.
“You’re perfect,” I whisper. “My perfect, pretty baby. Such a good girl.”
She whimpers at the praise, and I grin as I lower my mouth to her.
The first lick draws a long, breathy moan from her lips. I swirl my tongue over her clit, slow and deliberate, savoring the taste of her. Her hips jerk, thighs trembling around my head, and I wrap my arms tighter around her to hold her still.
“Stay open for me,” I growl against her. “Let me make you feel good. And don’t come until I say you can, alright?”
“Y-yes,” she gasps, voice high and shaking. “Please…”
God, hearing her beg for it? I could die happy right now.
I devour her like a starving man, alternating between slow, teasing licks and deep, relentless ones that make her squirm. I work one hand down, teasing between her slick folds before gently slipping one thick finger inside her.
She gasps, hips buckling beneath me.
I slip a second finger in, curling them slightly, watching as her eyes flutter closed and her mouth falls open on a breathy sigh.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. So perfect,” I whisper, curling my fingers again until I find that spot that makes her hips buck.
She lets out a deep, needy moan, her hands flying to the blankets beside her as she writhes, trying so hard to be good.
“Please, Daniel, I’m so close. Can I—”
“Come for me, baby,” I demand, and then I suck her clit hard while stroking her from the inside, pushing her over the edge.
She falls apart beneath me, trembling, sobbing my name, her body bowing off the blanket like she’s about to break in half. I don’t stop until she’s gasping and twitching, her body utterly wrecked by my mouth and hands.
I pull back slowly, kissing her thighs, her hips, her stomach, calming her down, bringing her back to me.
I kiss her again, sliding my tongue over hers in slow, possessive strokes. She moans deep into my mouth, melting into me like honey in sunlight.
“Do you think you can take more, baby girl?” I whisper, capturing her earlobe between my lips.
“I don’t want you to stop,” she whispers. “Please.”
That please undoes me.
I nibble gently on her neck, then slowly run my tongue over the sting.
Reaching between us, I grip myself in one hand and slowly slide the tip against her slick entrance. Her breath hitches as she feels me there, eyes going wide.
Her gaze locks on mine, and I see it…that flicker of nerves and uncertainty, shadowed by something far more powerful.
Trust.
“I’ll go slow,” I whisper, kissing the corner of her mouth. “Just feel me, baby. Let me take care of you.”
She nods, her fingers gripping my arms. “I trust you.”
Jesus Christ.
I press the tip against her slick entrance and begin to push forward, inch by inch. Her body tenses, breath catching in her throat, and I freeze. “You okay?”
She bites her lip and nods. “It’s kinda…tight,” she says in a small voice.
“I know, baby girl. That’s normal.” I stroke her cheek gently. “We can stop anytime. Just say the word.”
“No,” she whispers. “I want this.”
That’s all I need.
I lean down, kissing her deeply as I push deeper. Her walls are tight, unyielding at first, and I take my time, rocking forward slowly, letting her stretch around me. I let myself drown in the sounds she makes, a mix of whimpers and soft gasps, and I kiss them right off her lips.
She clings to me like I’m her anchor.
When I finally bottom out, buried to the hilt in her virgin heat, I stop. Our bodies are pressed together, skin to skin, hearts pounding in unison.
“You’re doing so good, baby,” I murmur against her jaw. “Taking all of my cock like such a good girl.”
She lets out a shaky laugh. “I feel…full. Like…wow.”
I grin. “That’s you stretched around me, darlin.’ You’re mine now. No one else’s cock can ever fill you like this. No one else can make you feel like I do.”
She blushes so prettily it makes my chest ache. My hips move in the smallest rhythm, rocking into her gently, just enough to let her adjust.
“You okay?” I ask again.
“Mm-hm. It feels…good. Just intense.”
I brush my thumb over her cheek. “You tell me when you need more, okay?”
“Okay…more.”
My restraint shatters just a little.
I pull out slowly and push back in, savoring every wet inch of her. Her gasp turns into a moan. I thrust again, steady, deep, making sure she feels every drag of me inside her.
“Fuck, you feel so good,” I groan. “So tight…so warm. I’ve never had anything like you.”
Her nails bite into my arms. “Don’t stop…”
“Never, baby girl. I’m going to love you just like this every time.”
I move faster but still careful, every thrust pressing deep, filling her completely. Her hips start to move with mine, her legs wrapping around my waist.
“That’s it, baby,” I whisper against her lips, voice gravel-rough. “Take me. Just like that. Let me take care of you.”
Her moans grow louder, needier, and I know she’s feeling it now, this connection, this rhythm we’ve created between us. It’s not just sex.
It’s more.
She clutches my back, her fingers digging into my skin like she doesn’t want me going anywhere. Not like I plan to. Not now. Not ever.
I drop my head to her shoulder, kissing the warm skin there as I thrust deeper. Her legs tighten around my waist, pulling me in, silently begging for more.
“You’re doing so good for me, baby,” I murmur. “Taking me so sweet, so deep. This pussy was made for me.”
“God, Daniel…” Her voice is shaking, high-pitched and breathless. “It feels…so much…”
I lift my head and lock eyes with her, stroking her cheek with the back of my fingers. “Too much?”
She shakes her head violently, eyes wide and pleading. “No! No, please don’t stop.”
I grin and kiss her hard, groaning into her mouth. “That’s my good girl,” I whisper. “My perfect, precious girl.”
I start to thrust harder, just a little, grinding my hips into hers at the end of each stroke so she feels every inch of me. Her eyes roll back, a moan bursting out from her throat as her back arches off the blanket.
“I—I think…something’s happening—”
I growl in satisfaction, dropping a hand between us to rub slow, tight circles over her clit. “That’s it, baby. Let it happen. Give me another one. Come for me.”
She comes undone with a loud cry, her body pulsing around me, gripping me like a vise.
“Fuck, baby girl,” I groan, gritting my teeth. “You’re gonna break me…”
She’s gasping beneath me, face flushed, lips parted in pure ecstasy. The sight of her, completely undone, trembling in my arms, burns itself into my memory forever. I never want to forget this. This memory…this moment right here.
My control snaps, and my rhythm falters. I slam in once, twice, then bury myself to the hilt with a roar as I come deep inside her. My body locks up, muscles tight, cock twitching with pulse after pulse of hot release. I swear I see stars. My vision goes white.
I’ve never come this hard in my life.
I pant above her, shaking, forehead resting against hers as I ride the last waves of it. She’s still clinging to me, her body soft and warm, so damn perfect.
I don’t move. I stay right there, buried inside her, arms wrapped around her like she’ll disappear if I let go.
Her fingers slide up into my hair, stroking gently. “Daniel?”
“Yeah, baby?” I murmur, voice low, hoarse.
“That was…insane.”
I chuckle, pressing a kiss to her cheek. “Yeah, it was.”
“Did I do okay?”
I pull back just enough to look into her face. “You were perfect. Sweet, brave, beautiful. You made me feel more than I’ve ever felt in my life.”
She smiles, sleepy and dazed, like her body’s still floating.
I brush a damp strand of hair from her forehead. “You okay? Not hurting?”
She shakes her head. “No. I feel…full. A little sore maybe, but good.”
My heart squeezes at that. I kiss her again, slower this time. “Let’s get you cleaned up, baby girl. Then I want to hold you for a long, long time.”
She nods, eyes fluttering shut.
I lift her gently into my arms and carry her toward the bedroom, my chest tightening with something warm and soft.