Page 64 of Daisy Chain
A very kinky dream.
Kade pulls himself up out of the pool. As he stands above me, water trickles down his muscles.
He reaches out a hand to me to help me up, but I shake my head. “There’s something I need to do.”
As I get on my knees, understanding flitters across his face. His eyes grow heavy, and his tongue darts out to lick his lower lip. I tug his now-wet underwear down his legs.
I’ve seen his dick before—felt it behind his trousers. But up close… it’s more than I think I can handle. Suddenly, the confidence I thought I had when dropping to my knees wavers. Can I take him in? Wrapping my fingers around his erection, I swipe my thumb over the tip, pulling a long moan from his lips. I run the flat of my tongue over the head, tasting the saltiness of his precum before opening my mouth wide and taking him in.
“Fuck me,” he growls. I flick my gaze up to him as I slowly suck while using my hand to pump the base. “With you looking at me like that, this will all be over too soon.”
I smile around his girth and drop my gaze, loving how he’s trying not to lose control.
“That’s it, Daisy Chain. Let me fuck your mouth.”
His thrusts get faster and deeper. My eyes water as I try to relax my mouth around him. When I make a small choking sound, he pulls back and slows down.
Through gritted teeth, he says, “The first time I come with you, I want to be buried in your pussy.”
He eases out of my mouth on a low groan. My breath comes out in ragged puffs. My fingers tighten on his butt, silently asking him not to stop yet. Instead of continuing, he leans down, hooks an arm beneath my thighs and under my arms, and scoops me off the ground like I weigh no more than a small toddler. A startled laugh escapes me, and my arms fly around his neck to steady myself. Cradling me against his chest, he strides toward the edge.
Knowing what he’s about to do, I squeal, “Wait!” Right before he leaps off into the water.
The water bubbles and roars around my head as he keeps me tucked tightly against him. When we burst back up, I’m gasping and clinging to him while water is streaming down our faces.
I push my hair from my face, and he’s grinning.
“That wasn’t nice,” I say, and splash water at him, which only makes him laugh.
“What wasn’t? The orgasm I gave you. Or you sucking my cock? Because from the sounds you made, I’d say you enjoyed both.” He gives me a joking grin.
Playfully, I smack his arm. “You know what I’m talking about.”
It only makes him laugh harder. It’s warm and real. Softening the hard edges to him. Affection twists in my chest at being the one to pull it out of him.
He swishes me around in the water, and I drop my head back, letting my hair float around me. Kade clamps his mouth around my nipple. The sucking sensation fires through me. I need more. Shifting my position, I wrap my legs around him and wiggle my sex against his erection. “Kade,” I murmur against his mouth.
He squeezes his eyes shut for a second, like I’m affecting him as much as he is me. “Yes, Daisy Chain?”
“I want more of you.”
The grin he gives me is pure lustful. With a few long strides, we are out of the pool, and I’m dropped on my feet. He picks up a towel and dries the water off my body. It’s such a simple thing to do, yet it feels so intimate. Once he’s done with me, he dries himself off and tosses the towel on the ground.
He reaches for the champagne bottle off the table and pulls me down onto the blanket and pillows. I lie back, and he tips the bottle, spilling the liquid onto my chest. I suck in a sharp breath at the icy touch.
He trails it from my breasts down to my stomach and onto my sex before he kneels between my spread thighs. He drags his tongue and laps up the champagne, sucking and biting, like he’s worshiping my body. A low moan escapes my lips, my body squirming for more under his tongue.
When he moves further down, my pelvis instantly lifts for him.
When his tongue slides over my clit, my back arches off the blanket.
“Fuck,” he murmurs against me. “I could do this for hours. You taste so good.”
His hands slide under my butt and grip firmly, bringing me closer to his mouth. I raise my arms above my head, giving myself totally to him.
I’ve never felt so free. Sex for me has never been a one-night stand. I should be shocked by my behavior. Mortified that I’m doing this. Will I regret this in the morning? Maybe. I’ll deal with the ramifications tomorrow. Right now, as his tongue darts inside me, I squirm.
Is he so thorough with all the women he’s with? Does he want to take his time with them? Or is it only with me? No… no… no. I can’t think things like that. When he kisses the sides of my thighs, the stubble of his beard scratches over my sensitive skin before running his tongue back over my slit, the thought of other women flitter from my mind.
