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I’ve thought plenty about touching this man countless times before, but I’ve never expected it to feel soright.
One look at his mouth is all it takes for me to know what I want to do.
Idris is the man I want to have my first kiss. I want him to devour all of this ache that’s throbbing inside of me. Before I can let my thoughts twist around and second-guess my actions, I lean up and press my mouth to his.
Not only does he accept my offer, but he’s greedy and takes even more.
Idris
Every time I tell myself why I shouldn’t be doing this, Daria lets out a relieved sigh against my mouth and I completely forget why kissing her isn’t a good idea.
She started so shy at first, but that all melted away when I parted her lips with my tongue and eased my way inside. Ever since then, she’s been squirming against the front of my body.
I’m not even sure she’s aware she’s doing it. Each time she grinds herself against my front, she lets out a pained whimper. Like she’s so sensitive and wound up.
Feeling her nails digging into my shoulders and the tightening of her limbs wrapping around me, it’s clear that she’s been as pent up as I’ve been. How long has she been this way?
How long have I been leaving her like this? I’m supposed to be taking care of her. In my head, that means in every way possible.
Squeezing her from behind, a broken groan leaves her lips. Even in the heated water, I can feel the way her body is radiating.
I’m torturing myself by sliding my fingers into her bottoms. Hardly even touching her, she gasps and tries to get closer. I’ve barely squeezed her cheeks and she’s panting my name against my lips.
“Tell me what you need, Daria. I’ll give it to you.” Voice hoarse, I pull away long enough to look at her flushed cheeks and glazed eyes.
If she wants my cock, I’ll sandwich her between the pool wall, shove the small strip hiding away her aching cunt and give her enough pleasure to release everything that’s making my sweet girl suffer.
I’ll make this woman scream my name if that’s what she needs.
Her brows come together as she bites down on her plump lip. “I…I’ve never…”
Looking up to the ceiling, a curse softly leaves my lips. I don’t know if I want to feel happy or not. I’m the worst for wanting to thank William for keeping any man away from her.
That has to be the case. Only a blind man would miss this beauty.
From the way my chest swells at the new knowledge, I know I want to be her first. I want to take everything like a greedy bastard would.
“Will you touch me, Idris?” The question comes out so soft and the small slither of sense that still lingers in my body crumbles right then and there.
I carry her through the water and rest her against the wall. Unhooking her legs, I give myself room to work. Moving my hands, I pull at the strings at her hips. Listening to her uneven breathing, I pull the fabric away and set it on the edge of the pool.
Once nothing is separating us, I slip my hand between her legs and hear a delicious gasp leave her lips.
My name comes soon after when I place a light kiss against her throat. Even if she’s never been touched like this by another man, her body moves like it knows. Her thighs part when I push my fingertips against her clit. A little pressure is all it takes to make her shutter.
I’ve hardly touched her, yet, her eyes flutter shut and her chin tilts up. It’s a sight that makes my cock throb.
Even though I’d love to feel her walls wrapped tightly around me, I won’t cave. Right now, the only thing on my mind is making her feel pleasure. I want her to know what my touch can provide so the next time she’s feeling this way, she’ll know she can come to me to help relieve the pressure.
“I’ve wanted you to touch me like this for a while now,” she admits softly before shuttering when I start rubbing small circles into her skin.
“If you had asked, I would’ve touched you,” I tell her, almost panting against her throat. Hearing her confession and discovering the heat between her legs has me feeling nothing but rough.
This woman doesn’t have a clue, but she’s knocked me all over the place. Keeping my hands to myself has been nothing but a struggle and now that I’m here, I don’t want to ever separate from her again.
The water from the pool laps at her heaving chest. I listen to her breaths quicken when I push a finger inside, then a second. The more I touch, the more I want to taste what Daria has to offer.
Once she’s squirming and growing louder, I stop before she hits her peak.
