Page 68 of Not So Truly Yours


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Her praise sung to my soul, spurring me on to make this the best time she’d ever had with a man between her legs. It was easy for me to delve deeper, to suck her flesh and lick her cream. The more time she was out of the water, the more her real flavor and scent revealed themselves. Fucking intoxicating. If I had this on tap, I’d never be tempted by alcohol again.

“Miles, Miles, Miles,” she panted. “Oh god, what—”

I slipped a finger into her pulsing channel and closed my lips around her clit. The moan that broke free cracked in the open air, echoing off the mountains.

Her hips rose and fell with the steady, gentle rhythm I finger-fucked her. She might’ve been chasing something, but I was more than content to stay right here. On the precipice, alive with anticipation.

More awake than I’d been in years. So present. Sights, smells, sounds as sharp as the edge of a blade, my senses were overwhelmed.

“Miles.”

She panted my name, so much desperation poured into that one syllable, she might as well have been pleading for more. I gave her what she needed, adding another finger inside her, curving them to drag along her inner wall.

Hips rocketing off the edge of the tub, her fingers tightened in my hair. I repeated the motion, and Daisy cried like she’d been stabbed. Ragged and pained, needing something, anything, to fill her emptiness.

I thrust my fingers and curled, hitting the spot she was begging me to find, and laved her clit with the flat of my tongue. That was what she needed, what I’d known by instinct to give her. She gripped my ears, holding my mouth against her as she rode my lips through her climax.

Before she could come down and return to her senses, I lowered her into the hot tub, her legs on either side of mine. My bathing suit was paper thin, plastered to my skin, letting me feel her lower lips spread around my dick.

I only had a split second to try to come to terms with her pussy being on me before she dove for my mouth, then every one of my thoughts bailed. Mouths, tongues, teeth. Clashing, nipping, sucking, her tongue tangling with mine. She took my face in her hands and tipped my head back. Her lips covered mine, dominating our kiss.

It was cute, so I let her have it before taking back control. Yanking the sides of her hair, I ripped her mouth off mine.

“No,” she rasped.

“Yes.”

I held her eyes as I lowered my face to hers, brushing my lips over her waiting mouth. She chased my lips, whimpering when she couldn’t quite catch them. Not until I wanted her to.

Her hips rocked against mine, and I was seconds away from being even more fucking reckless than I already had been. Draping her over the side of the hot tub, belly down, I’d tasted her little pussy again then sink—

We were saved from my impulsiveness by three maids swinging open the deck door and informing us through giggles over what they’d obviously interrupted that we had to leave so they could clean for the next guests.

Like last night, instead of being mortified, Daisy took it in stride, laughing at the ridiculous situation. Climbing off me and out of the tub, she wrapped herself in a towel and shook mine at me.

“Come on, you. Before we get banned from this town.”

I got out of the hot tub, pressing the heel of my palm against my erection. She stepped into me and circled the towel around my waist.

“Thank you, Cupcake.”

What a good girl. Truly the best girl. The highest quality. Her ex was an idiot for not locking her down years ago. Even more so for letting her walk away.

We were dressed, dry, and on the road before I got another chance to look at her. She was wearing her oversized black hoodie and jeans with the knees ripped out. The screen of her phone held something interesting, since she hadn’t even glanced my way.

“Still good?” I asked, taking my eyes off the road for a moment to meet hers.

“Of course. We were having fun, right?” She tucked her phone in her hoodie pocket, giving me her full attention.

“I definitely had fun.”

She sniffed, her lips tipping upward. “It seems we always do when we’re together.”

“No doubt. Just wanted to make sure we’re both on the same page.”

“We are. Don’t worry, Miles. I don’t plan out my future wedding with every guy who shows the slightest interest in me. It’ll take me a solid seven years to ask you why you won’t marry me, so you’re free and clear.”

“I’d be the lucky one in that situation, and anyone who’d make you wait that long would be too stupid to have you anyway.” I reached over and squeezed her hand. “Thanks for making this weekend so easy on me.”

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