Chapter 7
The second those words are out of her mouth, my lips are on hers, kissing her with a raw, almost desperate hunger. It feels like I’ve waited a fucking lifetime for this moment, for her to say this to me, and it couldn’t be more perfect that it’s happening here.
“Come home with me,” I growl, pulling her into my lap, my hand moving to her ass, grabbing it hard as the other slides into her hair. “Please.” My words are a plea, my want and desperation obvious, but I don’t give a fuck.
I need her.
She smiles against my lips, her hand sliding across my buzzed hair, her grip tight as she yanks my head back and says, “Yes.”
I stand, settling Daisy on her feet before I practically run to her car, her hand in mine. I’d walked here earlier when Daisy had texted me after she finished work, and I’m glad because right now, I don’t want to let her out of my sight. Don’t want to let go of her ever.
We drive in silence, my hand on the back of her neck as she drives to my house, pulling into the driveway behind my car.
The house is in darkness, and I have no idea if my brother is home, nor do I care. All I care about now is getting Daisy inside and naked in my bed as soon as fucking possible.
“Let’s go,” I say, opening the door.
We meet at the front of her car, and unable to resist, I pull her into my arms, kissing her hard. Daisy lets out a muffled laugh, her hands gripping my T-shirt as she pushes me toward the house and says, “Inside.”
We stumble up the stairs, and I unlock the door, making god knows how much noise. But Kai is either out or in a deep sleep because he doesn’t come out of his room as we walk past it on the way to mine.
The second the door is shut, I have her backed up against it, my hands pushing her tank up.
“Miles,” she breathes, her head falling back against the wood. “I need a shower.”
“Later,” I grumble, my mouth on her neck, licking and sucking. I want to mark every inch of her skin, remind her and everyone else that she is mine.
She lets out a breathy laugh. “But I stink.”
I lift my face, my gaze meeting hers, my chest heaving and my heart pounding. “You’re fucking gorgeous, Daze.”
She stares back at me, her eyes filled with lust and want and need. Everything that I know is reflected in mine. It’s been so fucking long since I’ve kissed her, and held her, touched her, and been inside her that I’m struggling to stay in control.
As though she can read my mind, she gives me a smirk as she reaches for my T-shirt, yanking it up and over my head in one rough move that has me laughing.
Before it’s even hit the floor, her hands are on my shorts, pushing them down as she drops to her knees, her hand circling my achingly hard cock as she looks up at me.
“Do you really forgive me?” she whispers, her bottom lip between her teeth.
I brush my thumb across her cheekbone, cupping her jaw. “Yes,” I growl, the word a low rumble in my chest.
Daisy blinks, licking her lips as she watches me for a second longer before she drops her gaze to my dick and gasps. “Miles, what...?” she asks, almost as though she’s speaking to herself as she lets go of my dick and her fingers brush over the new tattoos I got. “What is...?”
“It’s for you,” I whisper, my heart practically free-falling now.
She stares at the three tiny daisies that now surround her name, the tip of her finger tracing their outline. My body shivers in response, having dreamed about this moment for so fucking long.
“Miles,” she says again before she leans in and kisses each of them, the feel of her lips against my skin almost unbearable.
“Fuck, Daze,” I groan, my head falling back as my hand moves from her jaw to cup the back of her head.
She lets out a quiet laugh as she runs her tongue along the tattoo of her name before dragging it slowly up the length of my dick.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I growl, the words sounding loud in the quietness of my bedroom.
Daisy laughs again, and then there’s no more talking as her lips close over the tip of my dick and she sucks me all the way to the back of her throat.
“Holy. Shit.” I murmur, almost stumbling back as I force my eyes open so I can watch her. God, it feels so fucking good, looks so fucking good, and I cannot tear my eyes away.
Daisy looks up at me, a smile on her face, even with my dick in her mouth. She gives me a wink as she continues to suck, working her mouth and her hand up and down the length of my cock. Fuck, it feels so fucking good, but I don’t want to come like this, not the first time.
Reaching down, I grab her arms. “Come here.” She lets go of my dick with a pop as I pull her up, ripping the rest of her clothes off with zero fucks about finesse.
When she’s naked, I grab her ass, lifting and pinning her against the door.
“I need to fuck you,” I growl, before I step closer and thrust inside her in one hard push.
“Oh god,” Daisy cries, her head falling back against the door with a thud. Neither of us is being quiet, but I don’t give a shit. “Miles, fuck.”
“I am gonna fuck you, Daze,” I growl, pulling out before thrusting hard inside her again. “I’m gonna fuck you until all you can remember, all you can feel, is me.”
“Yes,” she breathes, grabbing my face and pulling me in for a kiss.
Our mouths crash together as I pound into her, over and over again, relentless, messy, raw.
We’re loud, the thud of our bodies against the door, our moans, our hungry, almost angry kisses.
All of it feels so good, so fucking perfect, and I never want it to end, even if I know I’m only seconds away from coming.
“Daze, fuck, I’m not gonna last,” I groan, thrusting hard.
“Me...me either,” she breathes before she suddenly comes hard, her pussy clenching around my dick in a warm, wet vice that sends me spiraling.
“Fuck,” I shout, pushing into her one last time before I explode inside her, coming hard, marking her, bare inside her. Only her. “Shit,” I breathe out, burying myself to the hilt as I still inside her, our kisses slower now, even as our chests heave and our hearts pound. “Fuck, I missed you.”
Daisy smiles, her arms hanging loose on my shoulders as she kisses me softly and says, “I missed you too. Missed this.”
Chuckling, I grab her ass, pulling her to me as I turn and walk us toward my bed. “We aren’t even close to being done.”
The next morning, I wake late, Daisy sound asleep beside me, my body wrapped around hers, her ass backed up against my dick and my arm draped around her, my hand on her boob.
For a second, I almost wonder if I’m dreaming, but then she huffs out a breath, pressing back against me, and I know it’s real.
Smiling, I bury my face in her hair, inhaling deeply the smell of beer and sweat and us, all over her. I don’t even know how many times we fucked last night or when we eventually fell asleep, but I know it was a lot and it was late.
And I loved every fucking minute of it.
I also know Daisy sleeps like the dead, and given how little sleep we both got, if I’m going to wake her up with my tongue, like I’m planning to, I’m going to need to have some coffee at the ready for her.
Pressing a trail of kisses along the back of her neck, I pinch her nipple before trailing a hand down her stomach and between her legs, my fingers teasing her. She murmurs something unintelligible before she rolls over, her eyes closed, snuggling in against me.
Chuckling, I press a kiss to the top of her head, my mouth dropping to her ear as I whisper, “I’m getting you some coffee, and then I’m going to devour your pussy. Don’t move.”
She huffs again, her hand snaking down to my dick even though she’s still asleep. With a grin, I circle my hand around hers, squeezing us both before I reluctantly pull her off me and roll out of bed.
As much as I’d love to fuck her awake right now, I know my girl and I know she needs coffee when she wakes up.
I grab some boxers from the floor, pulling them on and then slipping out of the bedroom, quietly closing the door behind me before making my way to the kitchen.
“Well, well, well,” Kai says from where he stands, leaning against the counter, a huge grin on his face. “Looks and sounds like someone decided to get himself laid.”
“Fuck off,” I say, but I can’t wipe the grin off my face.
Kai laughs, shoving the rest of the banana he was eating in his mouth before he says, “So, who was she?”
I give him a look, ignoring his question as I get to work on the coffee machine.
“Okay, who is she then?” he asks, giving me a pointed look when I pull two mugs from the cabinet.
“None of your business,” I reply, leaning back against the counter, my arms crossed over my chest and a shit-eating grin on my face.
Kai lets out another laugh. “Fucking hell, little brother, getting laid looks good on you. You should do it more often.”
“Again, fuck. Off.” I repeat, flipping him off for extra measure.
“You know, you were kinda loud last night. And early this morning. I had to listen to you work that edge off for fucking hours.”
“Please,” I scoff, as the coffee starts to brew. “Like I haven’t had to listen to you repeatedly. Endlessly. All the fucking time.”
He shrugs, grinning as he says, “What can I say, brother, I’m a sex god and women—”
The rest of his sentence is cut off, and when I turn, I see Daisy standing in the doorway of the kitchen, dressed in nothing but a pair of panties and one of my T-shirts, her hair a mess from all the sex we had last night.
“Oh. My. God.” Kai says, looking at Daisy, then me, and then back to Daisy.
“Hey,” she says, giving him a small wave, an almost nervous smile on her face.
Kai blinks, for once in his life, seemingly rendered speechless as his brain pieces together exactly who I was fucking last night.
“You’re up,” I say, walking over and slipping my arm around her shoulders, my hand gripping the back of her neck as I pull her in for a kiss.
“Yeah, I...” she starts, her words cut off by my lips on hers. “I thought maybe I...”
“I was coming back,” I whisper, my eyes meeting hers. “How are you awake?”
She smiles, lifting a shoulder in a shrug as she says, “I don’t know. I just woke up, I guess.”
With a grin, I lean in, my mouth at her ear as I whisper, “Guess I should have skipped the coffee and gone straight to devouring your pussy.”
Daisy lets out a combination laugh-sigh, her body melting into mine as she flicks a quick glance in Kai’s direction. “Your brother’s here,” she whispers.
Chuckling, I pull back, glancing at him. “Yeah, we kinda live together, remember?”
Kai blinks again, shaking his head as though to clear it, and points at both of us as he says, “I think the bigger fucking question here is, what in the actual fuck?”
Rolling my eyes, I press a kiss to Daze’s temple before letting her go and pouring us both some coffee. Handing her a cup, I drop my arm around her shoulder and pull her close again, the two of us turning to Kai.
“What’s your question here exactly?” I ask, even though I know exactly what my brother is asking me.
And to be fair, I totally get it, because twenty-four hours ago, Daisy and I were barely speaking to each other. And even though I brought her home after Nate and Sage’s and she spent the night in my bed, nothing happened, and then she snuck out without even saying goodbye.
The last thing Kai knows is that he invited her to surf with us and then ditched us both in a lame and very obvious attempt to force us to spend time alone together.
“Um, what the fuck, dude!” Kai shouts, throwing his arms up.
Beside me, Daisy giggles, burying her face in my shoulder as she murmurs, “Is he okay?”
“No,” I reply, smiling. “My brother is clearly not okay. Kai, you having a stroke or something?”
“Fuck!” he shouts, his head falling back as he lets out a loud groan. “What the hell is this? Have I traveled back in time or somehow stepped into an alternate universe? I mean, what in the literal fuck? You two, you’re back together now?”
Daisy and I look at each other, and I don’t miss the way the smile falls from her face or the worry that appears in her eyes.
We might have talked a bit at the place we’ve always called ours, a place that is now all hers in ways she doesn’t even realize, but that doesn’t mean we sorted everything out.
If anything, we did absolutely no talking when we got back here. At least nothing more than, harder, yes, more, now.
I mean, don’t get me wrong, it was hot as fuck, and to be honest, a million times better than I remembered or even dreamed about. But we still have a shitload of issues and stuff to work through.
“We’re talking,” I eventually say, turning back to my brother.
“Talking?” he asks, a smirk on his face.
“Yeah,” I confirm, squeezing Daisy against me.
Kai watches us, his smirk only getting bigger as he turns from me to Daze and back to me again. Eventually, that smirk turns to a grin as he leans back against the counter, crossing his arms over his chest as he says, “Really? Because your talking sounded an awful lot like fucking to me.”
“Oh jesus,” I mutter as Daisy giggles again, burying her face in my neck.