Page 83 of The Chemistry Coach
Daisy kissed him long and slow, putting all of herself into it.She climbed off him and pulled him with her.
“Take your pants off.Do you have condoms?”
He pulled one from his bedside table and stripped off his pants.Daisy patted the bed and forced herself to look away.She didn’t want to look at him until she could appreciate all of him.When he was settled and she turned around, Connor was stroking himself.Daisy’s mouth watered at the sight.Everything about him was beautiful, though his skin was marred with bruises and scrapes, a hazard of his profession.
“Christ,” she said.“And you said I was perfect.Look at you.”
Daisy pushed his hand away from his dick so she could see.He was long and hard and leaking at the tip.She straddled him again, leaving room between their bodies so she could admire him.Cupping his balls and giving them a light squeeze, she pumped his cock in long slow strokes, smearing the drops of precum over the head with her thumb.She couldn’t decide whether she liked looking at his dick or watching his face while she pleasured him better.His head was thrown back, his eyes closed, his curly hair messy in that sexy just-fucked way.Dark stubble was starting to cover his jaw.He was so beautiful her chest ached.Connor was everything she desired wrapped into one wonderful human being.
She loved him, but she refused to blurt that out during sex.Especially the first time.Instead, she placed a soft kiss on his lips and rolled the condom on.
She took her time sliding onto him, impaling herself and enjoying the stretch of her body around his.She buried her face in his neck, his arms circling her, holding her close.When she was fully seated, she let herself relax, getting used to him and enjoying being as close as two humans could be.She’d had sex.With a few partners.But it had never been so intimate.It had never meant so much.Connor didn’t rush her, didn’t thrust into her, didn’t try to make her move.He held her close, gathering her hair and bringing it over a shoulder.He stroked her back, making her shiver, and peppered her with gentle kisses.It dawned on Daisy that this, the intimacy, the lack of urgency, the gentleness—this was what people meant when they called it making love.This was everything.
When she did move, it was slow and steady, testing.The slide of him inside her set her nerves alight again, and soon she quickened her pace, his hands on her ass, guiding her up and down on his dick and driving them both wild.Her orgasm built slowly and steadily this time, coming in gentle waves.She fluttered around him, and he followed her over the edge.
She relaxed against his chest, and he nuzzled into her.They sat like that for a long time, breathing the same air, marveling in each other’s company until Connor whispered, “I need to take care of the condom or this is going to be a mess.”
Daisy whined, and Connor chuckled at her displeasure.“Fine then, you get to sleep in the wet spot.”
She sighed, reluctant to get up.But he was right.She should also pee.They took care of their after-sex needs and climbed into bed.Connor let Daisy be the big spoon, and Daisy fell asleep as soon as her head hit the pillow.
Waking up wrapped in Connor would’ve been incredible if an incessant dinging hadn’t woken her.She blindly reached toward the bedside table trying to silence whatever was making the noise, but her fingers came up empty.She groaned and rolled away from a dead to the world Connor, unable to relax or sleep with the intermittent interruptions.
She wiped the sleep from her eyes and found her phone.Roxie had texted her thirty times.
Daisy brushed her teeth while she waited for Roxie to answer the phone.Of course she’d call a zillion times and then be unavailable when Daisy called back; that’s how it always went.
Daisy called three times before Roxie picked up, but when she did answer, it was with a squeal Daisy swore almost burst her eardrum.“Jesus, Roxie, are you okay?”Daisy whispered.
“I’m at your apartment.Where are you?”Roxie was eating, her food noises turning Daisy’s stomach.
She heard movement from the bedroom, so she cracked the bathroom door open and put the phone on speaker while she combed her hair and slathered on skin care products.“I stayed over at Connor’s.”
Roxie let out another horrible screech that had Daisy fumbling her eye cream, the cap coming dangerously close to falling down the drain before she caught it.She rinsed it off before capping the tube.Connor peeked his head around the door.The morning after always felt awkward for Daisy.She’d never been comfortable making herself at home or walking around naked, but with Connor, it was easy as breathing.She waved him in, and he circled his arms around her, his morning wood pressed into her ass.He rested his chin on her shoulder.
“Good morning,” he whispered to her and kissed her neck before he raised his voice to greet their friend.“Good morning, Roxie.”
“Connor!Good morning.I called to tell Daisy she needs to check the business email for our podcast.I’ll wait.”
Daisy opened the mail app on her phone.Connor’s hand roamed her body in lazy strokes, diminishing her ability to concentrate.She wanted to close her eyes, lean her head back, and enjoy the attention he lavished on her.Instead, she spent their first morning together on the phone with Roxie.A new message sat at the top of her inbox, marked urgent with a big red exclamation point.She opened it and almost dropped her phone.
“Oh my God.”
“Iknow,”Roxie agreed, the excitement in her voice evident.
When Daisy and Roxie had started the podcast, the goal had been to become a regular media presence for the team.They had estimated it would take years.Their interview with Hazy and the few exclusive comments they’d gotten from the Connors gained them popularity quicker than expected, but neither of them guessed they’d ever be on the Freeze’s PR radar in any meaningful way.Proof to the contrary existed, right in the palm of Daisy’s hand.The team had invited their podcast to watch that night’s game in the press box and attend post-game media availability.
Daisy bounced with excitement, turning in Connor’s arms to share her joy.He smiled at her and she froze.
“Wait!Did you do this?”she asked him.
He grinned and shook his head.“Nope.If I had known this is the reaction I’d get, I would have.But...”he scrunched up his face, “I wouldn’t put it past any of the other guys.If I had to bet, this has Lover’s name all over it.”
“You know what?”Roxie said.“I don’t care.We’re going to the game tonight.As press.I’m so excited.When can you get home so we can prep?”
Daisy wasn’t ready to go.She wanted to take full advantage of the naked man in front of her.“Umm,” she hesitated, knowing she should meet Roxie ASAP.
Connor pulled her phone from her hands and spoke into the mic.“Give us a bit.We’ll see you soon.”He hung up the phone without waiting for her to reply and set it aside, scooping Daisy into his arms and carrying her to the bed.She laughed and enjoyed the weight of him pressing her into the mattress.He showered her with kisses and teasing caresses that made her squirm and giggle.As he kissed his way down her body, his intent dawned on Daisy, and she stilled his movement with a hand in his hair, for some reason embarrassed by what she needed to say.
