Cuffing The Law Book 2 in The Willowbrook Series

Chapter 38

Daisy

He is driving me insane right now, I'm all a quiver wanting him inside me with nothing between us. My body is bone aching for him and I know he feels the same way. He is the One for me, the one and only, always has been and always will be. What does it take to get into his head? Why is he so damn frightened?

Slowly he lowers his head, his lips press softly on mine. My heart is about to burst with the tenderness. My body is sparked and alight for the flame of this man. He is the match and I am the fire, we belong together, I know he feels the same way. This is no ordinary kiss, this is no ordinary feeling, I can feel my heart melting as it races in my chest. I wrap my arms around Deacon's neck, and whisper into his ear.

"You are The One, Deacon for me. I don't want any other man and I am not interested in just a casual hook up. Please." I almost beg him. He kisses me deeper, my hips buck up and feel his thick cock against my stomach. I feel as he takes himself with one hand and gently guides himself to my opening.

He slowly and gently eases his way in as I shift my hips to accommodate him, I raise up slightly and wrap my legs around his waist as he stretches me more to enter. "You feel amazing, Daisy. I'm so sensitive right now without a condom on, you're going to tip me right over the edge. Do not move, Buttercup. Not an inch."

Is he nuts? My body wants to ride his cock, I don't want to stay still it is taking all of my concentration to not move. He moves slowly in and out, with each movement I gasp and groan, he feels divine, my eyes roll to the back of my head and my body feels as if it is transported to an entirely different plane right now. "You feel so good, Deacon. So good." My voice is breathless as he moves deeper inside me, I can feel him right into my core and it's the best feeling I've ever experienced. This man is big yet he is the perfect fit for me.

Is my heart singing? You bet it is as we begin to find our rhythm, one of his hands on my ass lifting me slightly higher. The friction of his groin on my clit is making me wild, the feeling is intense. "Damn it, I am so close," I tell him.

"Me too, Daisy. The feeling of you bare with my cock inside you is breathtaking. This is new for me."

"Me too, Deacon. Me too." I know what line we have just crossed and there is no going back now. We're so close and intimate that I feel as if his body has become part of mine, our hearts are beating at the same time, his breathing as labored as mine. He nuzzles my neck, sucking and biting at the soft skin. I don't care if he marks me, I want the world to know that Deacon and I are together.

"I'm moments away, Daisy. Tell me you are ready." His voice is gruff, low, manly, sexy. His breath tickles my neck.

"I'm ready, holy fuck, Deacon. Nowww." My mind goes blank, I see stars, white lights and feel him pounding furiously inside me, moving in and out faster than anything I've ever felt before. His hand is gripping my ass so tight I can feel his fingers digging into the soft flesh, it is a mixture of pain and desire. I buck and buck, getting the friction on my clit until the orgasm washes over me and I scream out his name at the same time as he screams out mine.

The sound of my name coming out of his mouth as he comes undone on top of me, is more than I can explain. It fills my heart. I hold on with my legs and arms around him, not wanting to let him go.

Deacon pulls slowly out of me, I feel like something is missing, that closeness we just felt, the bond, it was so real. He pulls me into his arm, I lay my head on his broad shoulder inhaling his masculinity. "You're a beautiful woman, Daisy. I've never done it bare with a woman before. You are my first."

That fills my heart, me Daisy the girl who has crushed on this man for nearly a decade or so has had the most amazing connection with him. Finally. I bet y'all saying that too because it is FINALLY. I trail my fingers down his stomach. His hard, flat stomach feels delightful to my touch. He shivers.

"Me too, Deacon. You're my first too in so many ways."

"You want a warm cloth, Buttercup?"

"No, I'm liking the feel of you between my legs and on my thighs. We can have a shower together shortly. I guess everyone will know we've headed off to be together." I groan because how am I going to face my brig brother after this? I mean, it is a bit obvious right?

We lay side by side peacefully each lost in our own thoughts. How can two people make something so beautiful is beyond me, it felt as if fireworks had gone off. My toes curl just thinking about it. This man has my heart and I just hope that he is going to give me his.

It's not like Deacon has ever had a long term relationship, I mean he may be scared of them and just because I'm his first solo ride doesn't mean he feels the same way about me. I want to ask him, I need to know yet I don't want to come off like a ridiculous young girl, asking so many questions and laying my heart openly on the line. I guess I will have to see how things go with us, but rest assured, I am not letting Deacon go without a fight.

I want this man in my bed every night, I want to be by his side as I grow old. My heart is only beating for him.

"Let's get in that shower, Daisy. I'll wash your hair if you like." Oo, that sounds like heaven, I can't remember the last time I had my hair washed. Wait, it was when Lottie and I had gone out to Lazy Duke's bar, I had way too much to drink, Abe had to stop serving me. I don't think we were celebrating just a raucous girl's night out, a few months back. Anyway suffice to say I had too much and was pretty sick. Lottie was staying over and I remember she had to hold my hair when I was over the toilet, but I still managed to get sick in it. She helped me lean over the tub as she washed it all out. Ugh, just the thought of it makes my stomach lurch. Cringeworthy, that is one thing I will never disclose to Deacon. Otherwise, he will think I'm some kind of kid who can't hold a drink or two.

I lift my head for Deacon to move his arm. He grins at me. "Look at the state of you, beautiful but definitely disheveled. I love it, Buttercup. The way you moved against me and came undone, it was the sexiest thing ever."

I blush, he makes me feel as if I am the only woman alive. He extends his arm and I reach for his warm hand. "You want to get down and dirty in the shower, Buttercup?" He has a wicked grin on his face. Do I ever.