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Even my mother knew about that.

Goose bumps race over my skin as the pressure gets closer, stronger. I’m not letting it have her. If I have to fuck it out of her, then I will.

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes.” More tension. “Hurry.Hurry.”

I dip my head to one of her nipples and bite. Daisy lets out a sob, and the pressure recoils.

It doesn’t leave.

I bite until her body tries to escape and lick over the marks, then repeat it on her other nipple. Her hands clench at my hair. She’s not gentle.

It feels so fucking good.

So good.

Just to touch her.

Fuck.

I can hurt her all she wants, but I can’t doonlythat. Daisy makes tiny begging noises while I kiss down over her belly, down and down and down until I’m forced by raw need to push her thighs apart.

Her legs tense, and I pat at one of her hands, locked in my hair.

“Don’t let go,” I tell her.

I think she saysokay, but all I care about is that her fingers stay in my hair while I lick her clit.

I didn’t know,Daisy says from a million miles away.Oh my God. I didn’t know.

I take that as an invitation to lick her everywhere. The dream—the tension, the thing, whatever the hell it is—hatesthat. Her hips buck up into my hands and she pulls me closer to her cunt by the hair. I could get away if I tried, but fuck that.

I’m not going anywhere.

Not when she tastes this good, this sweet, fuck, how did I live next door to her for a year and a half and never eat her out? I could’ve climbed in her bedroom window. I could’ve taken her into any of the bedrooms. I could’ve—

I could’ve?

Who cares?

I eat her like a madman, and Daisy fucks my face like she doesn’t care if it hurts.

Right—she wants it to hurt.

I test my teeth over her clit as an experiment and she shoves my face into her pussy and comes, wild, slick,everywhere.I lick it all off her, then drag her to the edge of the bed.

Daisy lets out a frustrated growl when I take my mouth away. Before she has any more time to complain, I put her over my lap and take her throat in my left hand. She gets one good kick in. Then my right palm connects with her ass.

My shoulder screams, but it’s drowned out by Daisy’s howl.

That’s the hottest sound I’ve ever heard.

The dark pull of the nightmare, ifthat’swhat it is, shrinks back. I laugh out loud and spank her again.

“Is that what you like? Is that why your pussy was so wet? You like being punished?”

Holy fuck, she’s not trying to get away. She’s trying to push her ass into my hand. I wish it wouldn’t hurt her to have the lights on. I wish I could see this.

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