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“Tell me not to make you take my thick fingers in your tiniest, tightest hole.”
She sucks in a breath.
“Tell me not to let you touch yourself until you’ve stretched around my cock.”
“No. No—”
“Baby. Tell me not to do it. Beg me not to do it. It’ll hurt. You’re so tight, and you’re so small, and you’d have to take itsilently.”
“No.”
“Last chance.”
Daisy rolls her hips into mine and kisses me, vicious. I kiss her back until I can’t stand it. Until neither of us can stand it. I’m not careful with her clothes. A few seams pop, but all that matters is we’re both naked in seconds.
I’m so hard I’m already leaking, but it’s like any scenario where I might encounter a hostile. I have to be the one to keep my presence of mind. So I’m the one to gather lube and a towel while she whines, scratching at me. I’d love to let her bait me into losing control. I’d love to have the kind of life with her where Icouldlose control, completely, and not worry that she’d be dead on the other side.
Daisy has her teeth deep into my shoulder when I take a seat on the edge of the bed. I have to pull her head away by her hair, which she loves, and I get her attention with a bite to her bottom lip.
“Can you stay quiet or do you need a gag?”
She makes a soft, low noise.
“Baby. Answer.” I give her hair a shake, then tip her head back and lick her neck. “Answer menow.”
“I can stay quiet.”
“If I have to, I’ll put you on your knees and gag you with my cock. Tell me not to teach you that lesson.”
“No.”
One more taste of her sweet, hot mouth, and I put her over my lap, one hand around her throat to keep her in place. Daisy was made for this. I half-remember ordering her to brace her toes on the floor, but she does it now without any prompting, arching her back and spreading herself open for me.
The urge to spank her is so strong that my shoulder aches. Tension runs up my arm over and over. She’d love the heat and the sting. I’d love it, too. I want my palm to ache, but I settle for running my fingertips over her sit spot. Daisy trembles, but she doesn’t break. I feel her swallow under my palm. Her elbows reach my thighs, and she digs them in for balance.
I have to reach close to her head to lube up my fingers. She wants pain, not torture, and I won’t damage her. Daisy stays perfectly still, waiting.
I touch her pussy first. She’s already soaked. What the hell am I supposed to do? Keep my hands to myself?Fuckno. I push three fingers inside of her to feel her clench around me. Her sweetness mixes with the lube. She leans back, wanting more, but I pull them away. I’m not about her cunt yet.
Daisy whimpers at the loss of my fingers, which is cute. I soothe her with a few light circles over her clit, then drag them all the way back to her hole.
Jesus, she’s tight.
I make a mess of her with the lube, with her own wetness.
“Spread your thighs. No—wider than that.”
Daisy does, her breathing picking up.
“Tilt your hips so I know which part of you to hurt.”
It’s a subtle shift, but the movement pushes her asshole more firmly against my fingers. I put two against her hole. Just a touch. No pressure.
“You can still change your mind. I’ll fuck you however you want. Tell me not to hurt you.”
“No,” she whispers.
I lean over so I’m closer to her ear, so the sound has less of a chance to carry, and push my fingers inside her. It’s a tight fit.
