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sweaty and want a shower. Come with me?
His gaze is on my legs, and I have his attention now. I continue stripping off my clothing and
wander toward the bathroom, as if this were a normal day and Nick is not close to freaking out on me.
The key is that I have to be normal, and it won t seem odd to Nick that his shy Daisy is going to maul
him midday. I m definitely planning a mauling.
By the time I start the shower, Nick has followed me. The gun is placed on the bathroom counter,
and I m fully nude at this point. I turn to Nick and begin to loosen his clothing, unbuttoning his jacket
and removing his scarf. It s always like unwrapping a present when I get to undress Nick, and I m
never tired of his beautiful, incredible body. By the time I get down to skin, Nick s concentration is
on me and he s erect under his boxers.
I smile at him and tug the waistband of his boxers down. Then, in the steamy bathroom, I kneel
on the rug before Nick and take him in my mouth. His hard length caresses my tongue a moment before
his fingers fist in my dark hair.
Do you distract me, my Daisy? he murmurs.
I only give him a sultry smile and lick the head of his cock in answer.
His eyes flare with lust as I gaze up at him. Da, I think you do, he breathes. I should ask why I
warrant such a distraction, but I find I cannot think when you put your glorious mouth on me.
No distraction, I say sweetly. I just want your mind here with me, like the rest of you is. My
hand curls around the base of his cock and I give him a quick stroke.
Lick your palm, he tells me in a hoarse voice. Make it wet from your mouth. Then stroke me
again.
I feel a little silly slobbering on my hand, but the intensity in Nick s gaze takes away any shyness
I feel. I get my palm good and wet, then wrap it around his cock again, and tug once more. The aching
groan that escapes him fascinates me. Did I think it was silly? Not any longer. Now I want to slide my
mouth all over him, wet him down, and jerk him with my fist so he will make that sound again. I drag
lips and tongue over his sensitive skin, trying to keep him wet so I can continue to pump him with my
tight hand, but it s a losing battle.
Take me in your mouth, he says, smoothing my hair away from my face so he can watch.
Give me more instructions, I tell him, breathless. Tell me exactly what you want. I want to
please you.
Oh, Daisy, you always please me, he groans, but he directs my lips toward the head of his
cock. Your every touch, your every caress, it is an utter delight. When your mouth leaves my skin, I
am devastated at its loss. There is no heaven beyond your lips.
Such pretty words. I am reminded that my Nick is an assassin with an artistic soul. I give him a
lick and then purse my lips around him.
Use your tongue, he instructs me.
And because pleasing him makes me wet with arousal, I do. I caress him with the tip of my
tongue and then take him fully in my mouth. I rub my tongue along the underside of his cock. I feel the
shiver that ripples through his body, and it encourages me to be more inventive. I suck hard, pulling
him deep into my throat and then flexing as if trying to swallow. I cough and gag on his thick length,
but his swift intake of breath is worth the effort, so I try again.
His hand fists in my hair again, and then he s tugging me off of his cock. He turns and lifts me up
onto the counter. I must be inside you. Are you wet?
So wet, I breathe, spreading my legs wider so he can see for himself. Touching him turns me
on so very much.
My Nick is tall enough that with me seated on the edge of the counter, his cock is near even with
my sex. He takes himself in hand and rubs the head of his cock through my folds, slicking it. Look at
that, he tells me. Look at the way your pussy clings to my cock, hungry for more.
I lean back, my hands braced on the sink, and watch the head of his cock push through my wet
folds, back and forth, the crown appearing between them as he rubs against my clit. It s an obscene
view, but somehow incredibly arousing, and I moan my need for him.
You are so beautiful, my Daisy.
You are so dramatic, my Nick, I tell him. Just make love to me, won t you? He grins, and my
heart stutters at how insanely beautiful he is. Like a dark god. Now I m the one being dramatic. Oh, I
love you, I blurt out. I love you so much.
His gaze grows intense, and one hard arm latches around my waist. As he pulls me against him,
he seats me on him in one hard thrust, and then I m not sitting on the counter as much as I m sitting on
his cock. He s so hard and he fills me so well. Nick s face tenses as he begins to pump into me, his
strokes hard, vicious, and so damn good.
I put my hands on his shoulders and cling to him as he fucks me hard. He leans in to kiss me, and
his hand moves to the tattoo of his name over my heart. He holds it as he makes love to me with his
mouth and fucks me with his cock.
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