I almost choked on air. Her words did something to me that I didn’t even want to process. So I didn’t. I licked my lips and grabbed her face before kissing her.
She circled my nipples before lightly pinching them, and I smiled into our kiss, getting more turned on by the second. My hand moved back to her clit, which was still soaked from when I had touched her earlier, and when I slowly slid a finger in, I wanted to cry.
It went in without any issues, and she felt incredible. I broke our kiss and looked at her, holding up two fingers, and raised my eyebrows, asking her if she wanted me to insert another one. She nodded and I obeyed, slowly pushing another finger inside her. Her back arched, and I greedily took one nipple into my mouth. I paused my thrusts and glanced at her. When she tapped my shoulder, I continued, trying hard not to rush.
Once I used my thumb to rub her swollen clit while I slid two fingers in and out of her, it didn’t take long before she clenched around me. I slowed my pace, not wanting it to be over yet.
She tapped my shoulder and I looked up at her. “Please,” she said.
I couldn’t deny her anything, so I continued my movements until she clenched around me again. Her chest rose and fell at a faster pace, and when I raised my gaze to her face, I almost shattered. Her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open. Her cheeks were red, and her hair was a mess. She started grinding against my hand as I quickened my pace. Her hand flew down to grab my wrist as I felt little drops of cum coming out of her. Oh. My. God.
I was on the edge of coming with her. Even if she didn’t want to touch me, I was satisfied. Experiencing Daisy like that had been more perfect than I could’ve ever imagined. She was breathtaking in every aspect of life, but seeing her like that, squirting on my hand and feeling the way I was affecting her, was something else entirely.
After a few minutes of letting her come down from her orgasm, I slowly pulled out of her, enjoying the twitches the motion caused.
I tried to kiss her, but she slightly turned away, and I furrowed my brow. “I’ve never done that before. I’m sorry.”
“Done what?” I asked. “Squirting?” She nodded, and I had to lean in to kiss her. She was so adorable. “Please never apologize for that. It’s incredibly sexy, I promise.”
She sat up and smiled. “Wow. Who knew Kaia Rhodes was a sex goddess.”
I laughed, but it quickly died when she pushed me on my back and sat on my leg. The feeling of her wetness on my leg had my vision going hazy and she started grinding back and forth.
After a few minutes of her grinding on me and kissing me, I reached between my legs and started to play with myself. My arousal was growing by the second, and I needed to take care of it. I was so wet and so close, but she stopped my movements and pinned my hands above my head. God, this woman! I had no idea she could be this dominant, or how much I’d like it.
She broke our kiss and shook her head. She released one of her hands to point to herself, and I didn’t argue as she lowered to play with my nipples. Every part of me belonged to her at this point.
I was a mess. Between feeling her wet pussy on me and now experiencing her tongue circling my nipple, I didn’t know how much more I could handle. I tapped her shoulder, needing to get the words out before we went any further. I was overthinking, I knew I was, but the only way to get past it was to acknowledge it.
She immediately stopped to look at me. “Want me to stop?”
I shook my head so fast. “Definitely not. I just. I’ve never squirted before either, so I just wanted to warn you that it might not happen, and I’m sorry.”
She smiled and kissed my nose. “I don’t care about that. As long as I make you come, sweetie, I’ll be very satisfied.”
I bit my lip to keep a moan from spilling out. Seeing her say things like that to me was enough to end the night early. “I definitely don’t think that’ll be a problem, trust me. I’ve almost come a lot tonight.”
She smiled and kissed my shoulder before lightly nipping it. “Fuck!” I moaned. I couldn’t help it. I wondered if she could feel the vibration inmy chest from it. I looked at her and pressed my lips together. She was turning me into a needy mess.
She kept grinding on me and slowly laced our fingers together. She brought one hand up to her lips and lightly licked and kissed the inside of my wrist. She gave it three small kisses and looked at me. I nodded and closed my eyes, letting myself enjoy the moment.
She wanted this. She wanted me. Nobody was forcing her to do anything, and I needed to remember that. I needed to remember that she was here because she wanted to be.
She let go of my hands and I opened my eyes at the loss of feeling her wetness on my leg. She trailed kisses down my body, starting with my lips, then moving on to my chest, kissing around my boobs and taking each nipple into her mouth. While she kissed her way down, her hands traced where her lips had been. Everything felt so good I didn’t know how to handle it all.
When she reached my thighs and parted my legs wider, settling herself between them, I opened my eyes. She was staring up at me, and the sight made me light-headed. I never thought I’d get the chance to live out this fantasy.
“Daisy. You don’t need to—” My words cut off with a tender blow on my very wet and throbbing clit, and my head fell back onto the bed. No more talking, got it.
She continued her delicate blows as she rubbed my clit in gentle circles. The sensation was too much, and before I could say or do anything, she teasingly moved her finger down to my entrance, playing with it, never going in.
And she thought I was a sex goddess? She was an extraterrestrial being with sex. She had barely touched me, and I was already soaked.
She slid my wetness up to my clit, coating it before she placed one soft kiss on it. I gasped, my eyes rolling in the back of my head and probably onto the pillow. It felt like nothing I’d ever experienced before. She was taking her time, and I loved it and hated it all at once. It was the best kind of torture, and I never wanted it to end.
She tapped me three times on the thigh, and I looked down at her, almost coming apart staring into her green eyes between my legs. I nodded my okay, and she dipped her head, putting her tongue where her lips had just been, swirling and flicking away any lingering thoughts.
“Oh fuck,” I moaned,because I couldn’t hold it in, not because she could hear it.
