Cuffing The Law Book 2 in The Willowbrook Series

Chapter 36

Daisy

The way he is looking at me right now and the desire in my eyes makes me feel like I am the only woman in the world and the most beautiful woman alive. I am so desperate for him and the way he is teasing me by kissing my thighs and circling his thumb on my clit is literally, driving me insane. I am breathless, this man is a God.

"You are so beautiful, Daisy. I'll never stop telling you." He looks directly into my eyes and I can see something else. Is it deeper than just attraction and lust? I know that the way my heart is racing and banging in my chest that what runs through me is more than an attraction to the gorgeous, handsome very masculine Marshal Deacon. It always has been ever since High School when he started to fill out to be the man he has become. My eyes have only ever been on him, probably, no definitely the reason why I have never settled with anyone nor wanted to.

"Do you want me now, Daisy. I am ready to explode you are making it very difficult not to like a horny teenager." His voice is gruff and husky. Damn it makes me tingle all over.

"Yes, don't make me wait any longer. Deacon, I've waited half my life for you, now is not the time to wait." He lowers his head between my legs, his warm mouth touching my core, electricity bolts through me, I roll my eyes back and run my fingers over his short cropped hair. It's surprisingly soft, I anticipated it would be coarse but nothing about this man is.

Deacon licks my slit and enters a finger inside me, my hips buck up at his touch, I am close to orgasm all this tension and teasing each other, all the flirting it's almost sending me right over the edge. I hold back as best I can because I don't want him to think I'm new to all of this. Which of course I am not, but to be honest, I've never really had anyone between my legs like this. The guys I have dated before, well they were just selfish now that I think about it, and only in it to get themselves off. Have I ever really had a true orgasm except for when I've used my toys? Probably not.

He lazily runs his tongue up an down, my legs grip his face not caring at this moment whether I am suffocating him or not. "Take what you want, Daisy. Don't be shy." He murmurs and the vibration is too much for my hyper-sensitive lady bits. This is divine, I could feel like this forever. Dammit I want to feel like this forever. Maybe Deacon only sees this as a hook up. I haven't thought that far for now I'm going to ride with it and do as he says. I don't feel embarrassed with his tongue on my clit, his fingers working their magic inside my wet pussy. He sucks on my clit, the pressure is something else entirely as he continues to work his finger then slides another inside. He eases it in, and I realize how tight I really am.

"Damn, Daisy you are tight, so fucking tight." I move my hips faster bucking up with every stroke of his tongue, the pressure is mounting, heat rolls up my stomach and I can feel the first waves of orgasm about to take over my body.

"Scream my name, Daisy. Scream as loud as you like. Be a good girl for me and let me hear it drip off your tongue as you let go." He works magic, his fingers with just the right amount of pressure, his tongue working away on my slit and his lips tugging and teeth nipping at my swollen, aching clit. I bring my fingers up to my breasts and begin to roll my budding nipples between my fingers and my thumb. They ache, they need to be touched, they are literally begging to be squeezed. He looks up.

"You are one sexy woman, that's so hot watching you play with your titties like that. You're driving me over the edge, Buttercup." His voice, his words, I am there as the wave burns right through me and I release with such an intensity that my legs grip his face even tighter as I ride him with abandonment not caring about anything except chasing this wild orgasm. As I come I cry out his name not even caring if anyone can hear me. My breathing is heavy. Deacon kisses me between my legs gently, then strokes my thighs which are trembling.