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“What's wrong?”
“You, me… this. It’s all wrong, but I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you,” she confessed.
“Baby, I want you too, but I have to decline.”
“Decline? Why?” she asked as her eyebrows shot up into her hair.
“You’re too good to throw yourself away on my rock star image.”
“I wasn’t aware that’s what I was doing. Granted that was my initial thought when I first kissed you, but that’s not what I feel right now.”
“Tell me?” I probed. My own feelings were that she was irresistible. I loved so many things about her and all I had wanted in that moment was to kiss her again.
“Like you’re a man I’ve gotten to know. A smart, funny, sweet man with a cracking sense of humor and I think we have a genuine connection.”
A warm feeling radiated through me. Her description mirrored my own feelings toward her and I grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her head down and kissed her.
Within seconds we got carried away and my hands were lifting her blouse over her head while her hands were unbuckling my belt.
“Stop,” I said panting when I had broken the kiss. “I’m not fucking you on a set of public bar stairs.”
Pushing her gently off I stood and grabbed her by the hand then pulled her up toward the bedroom she’d kindly offered me for the night.
“Are you sure you really want to do this?”
“Are you sure you really want to give it to me?” she replied and grinned widely.
“No,” I replied honestly as I dragged her jeans down her legs in a hurry.
“Me neither," she said as her fingers found the tab of my zipper and yanked it down. “Moment of truth,” she said then bit back a grin.
“What truth?”
“The size of your pecker. All that boasting earlier has had me wondering ever since.” With her eyebrow slightly raised she tugged on my jeans with both hands and my cock sprung free.
“You dirty boy, no boxers?” she commented when it was clear there was nothing between my cock and my jeans. When her eyes landed on my long, ridged cock she swallowed audibly. “Well…”
I waited for her to say something and when it became clear she was speechless, I laughed aloud. “For God’s sake say something, woman, you’re giving me a complex here,” I remarked in jest.
“That’s a pretty big dick, Jamie Fontaine.”
“I know. It’s a gift,” I replied because I could hardly deny it.
“A gift?” she asked with a questioning look to me, then she looked back at my cock.
“Yeah you know, something you give to someone else,” I replied struggling to bite back a grin.
Daisy roared with laughter, rolling onto her side with her tiny thong string running up the crack of her ass, giving me an erotic first view of her perfectly peachy behind. As the push and pull between us had been going on the whole day I didn’t waste a second in smoothing my palm over one of her soft fleshy firm globes. I fought the instinct to sink my teeth into it and instead bent my head, kissing it reverently. I wanted to take my time with her, but my dick had other ideas.
Daisy stopped laughing and rolled onto her back, her small pink lacy bra still in place and allowing me to see the flat line of her stomach. Curvy and firm, she looked the perfect image of how I liked my women.
“Have I told you how beautiful I think you are?”
“I believe so… and I also believe I may have said you were a wee bit hot as well.”
“You did… thank you,” I said pretending to look bashful which made her smile again.
“You have the confidence of a rock star and the gift of the gab. Are your descendants Irish by any chance?
