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She was quiet for a few minutes. “It’s been so long since I’ve let myself feel anything for anyone. I’ve just been numb, grieving, and drifting privately while outwardly looking like I’ve got it all together. But it’s been years like this, Hunter. I even managed to figure out a way to keep friendships on my outer periphery.” She let out another breath. “But with you, I feel every ounce of living. You surprised me with your kindness and thoughtfulness. You let me feel at my own pace. You don’t push me beyond where I want to go.”
Her words socked me right in the gut. She was so torn up about her past, and it was distorting her idea of a future.
“It’s because I know what this can be. I know what we have can be really special if we let it.”
Daisy nodded and brought her eyes to mine as I pulled her closer. “Me too, and that scares me more than anything. I haven’t felt this vulnerable… ever.”
“I’ll always be here for you. No matter what.” I ran my hands along her spine, and a little shiver passed through her. “Even if or when you tell me to go fly a kite.”
She giggled, and the sound made my entire body respond. I wanted to know what it felt like to be one with her, have her body curl around mine, hold her, feel her, taste her.
My body ached to have this woman.
Daisy slowly traced her fingers up my arms and drew a deep breath. “I want to feel what it’s like to be loved by you. I want you…” Her voice trailed off, and I realized there wasn’t more for her to say. She’d said it.
“I want you, Daisy.”
“Tonight,” she added with a smile.
The magnetic pull on Daisy only worsened. If we did this, there would be no going back. I knew it. She knew it. The force between us was too powerful to pretend it didn’t exist.
For a year, I'd beaten myself up for messing up my chance to be with her, and now, she was handing me one last chance.
I wasn’t going to screw it up.
Her hands skated along my chest as her big, hazel eyes studied me.
The frenzied desire running between us was indescribable. I’d never felt anything like it before. My left hand cupped her head while my right ran along her back, pulling her into me.
Her breathing quickened as her eyes turned feverish with need. She pressed her body harder against me, and I smiled, taking her in.
A few stray hairs had fallen from her braid, framing her face. Her eyes gleamed with the same restless desire running through me.
Daisy’s hands moved to my hips, feeling my hardness as her breath caught.
“You’re so beautiful,” I whispered.
She tilted her head slightly, and my mouth collided with hers. She let out a little moan of goodness as she angled her chin slightly, parting her mouth and letting me taste the sweetness of her lips.
I wanted so much more. I could feel her body pressing harder and harder against me as our kisses intensified. My fingers tangled through her hair as her hands ran under my sweater. The softness of her hands feathering over my bare skin made me so hard it hurt.
Her hands teased me as our kisses quickened with a frantic need that was building between us. It felt like all of our confessions, dreams, and thoughts tangled into this kiss as my body reacted to her.
Daisy’s tongue slid between my lips, teasing, taunting, and welcoming me into hers. The way her kiss deepened, her little whimpers buzzing through me, was nearly unbearable.
As if we were so deeply connected, she slowly rolled her tongue with mine and slowed our kisses. Her head leaned to the side as her breathing quickened, exposing her neck. I kissed along the bare skin, smelling the vanilla I’d always loved.
Her fingers tangled through my hair, pulling me closer as my tongue tasted her sweetness before raising my head to kiss her again.
Minutes went by that felt like seconds, and I knew I had to get her to my bedroom. The need to be inside her only grew with every passing moment.
As if sensing the next steps, Daisy’s lips parted from mine, and she drew a breath, her gaze glassy with the same desire I felt.
She shook her head slowly, and my heart dropped. She’d always been a bundle of contradictions, but this pause I didn’t understand. Did she change her mind?
Her eyes stayed on mine as my heart raced and my breathing stayed ragged. I saw the storm of emotion roiling through her gaze. She was so outwardly kind, caring, and a free spirit. Inwardly, she was so vulnerable. I refused to say fragile because she was the strongest woman I’d met, but in this second, I detected a delicate emotional turmoil running through her.
Our connection wasn’t about lust and one-night stands. The bond we’d been building had been constructed from the heartache that grew into comfort from each other and the ease of sharing life’s memories and dreams.
