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Chapter Nineteen

Control.

That's what she wanted most tonight, she'd told me before that she needed to be in control so I wasn't gonna' deny her; that's why I didn't say anything when she came up from behind and put her arms around me. I'd just locked the door to my apartment so, after I put my keys on the hook, I turned around. I took her arms from around me as I did so and brought her hands to my mouth. While I kissed them in turn, I gazed straight in her light eyes.

"Daisy," I said solemnly, "You don't have to do anything you don't want to tonight. Like I said, we can take this slow."

"I know, I understand." She told me softly.

"If I do anything you don't like-"

"I'll let you know." Daisy supplemented.

Then she stood up on the balls of her feet and kissed me before I could say anything more. I was nervous, just like her, but my emotions stemmed from me not wanting to hurt her. While I was kissing her, though, Daisy slipped her hands under my shirt. She took my belt and unhooked it, the yanked it out of my pants and threw it behind her. I pulled back and grinned at the girl, amused.

Ix nay on the fear of hurting her, I thought, this girl is incredibly strong and resilient. I keep forgetting that.

Daisy smiled impishly up at me and kissed the corner of my mouth. She and I still had some alcohol in our systems and it was making us bold. She probably was already this way, it was just a part of her alluring personality. Daisy kissed me again, pushed her tongue into my mouth, and let her fingers graze over the middle of my pants. My body jerked in reaction and I grabbed her thigh, pulling it up to my hip so that her and I were flush at the waists. She broke our kiss and her eyes were excited. The girl wrapped her arms under my shoulders, around my back, and buried her head in the crook of my neck. She licked the skin there and then kissed it.

"Take me to the bed," I think she said.

It was hard to tell with her body so close to mine. That's what my mind was focusing on. I heard her words, though, and thus did as she asked. I took her other leg and hiked it up to my waist like I did with her other one and she held me tighter. On the way to my room she started running her mouth over my temple, then under my ear; it was like the girl was a vixen in a past life or something.

"Take me to the bed," She said again when I stepped into my room.

I came out of my shoes and socks and walked barefoot to the bed. That's where I laid Daisy on her back, near the head of it. She raised up on her elbows and pressed her mouth to mine. Her kisses were changing, she was sucking on my tongue now and taking my bottom lip between her teeth. Her nails were slightly scraping my skin as she ran them down my stomach. I felt my body start to shake but not from exertion: I wasn't as out of shape as I used to be, it didn't take much for me to support myself in a push-up position above her. The mounting anticipation was the thing that had me weak.

Daisy laid back against the pillows and brought my head down by the back of my neck. She seemed to like using her tongue because she used it now to stroke the length of my throat and chin and mouth. I opened my mouth when it arrived and took over from there. Her fingers clenched a handful of my hair close to the nape of my neck. At the same time, her other hand rubbed the front of my pants. I hissed sharply but Daisy just moved her hand to the base of my spine and hooked her left leg around me. I was able to grind right into her body now, and when I did it was her turn to suck in a sharp gasp.

"Mm, that feels so good." She said in a breath.

So I did it again and again, but it was only building that anticipation of what I really wanted so I started making moves to get to that. I moved both my palms over to her bare legs and kneaded her thighs, then incrementally inched the white dress up higher and higher.

"Take it off," Daisy told me.

She then turned onto her stomach and got on her knees. I didn't know what to do for a moment because her ass was in my lap and that really threw me off. I did what came naturally, I grabbed her hips and brought them towards me.

"Luigi, take it off." She had to tell me again.

I took a shallow breath and held her by the shoulders. Daisy moved so that her body was even closer to mine and I let my fingers slide down her arms and rest at her waist. I didn't see a zipper or buttons or anything. Just two 'x'-shaped straps, a gap of bare flesh, and the skirt of the white mini-dress.

"How do I take this off?" I asked her, befuddled for a moment.

Daisy's laugh went straight to my lower half and I tipped my head backwards because I had an urge to just tear the thing off of her. That wasn't romantic. That was brutish and desperate.

"Just take the hem and pull it over my head," Daisy instructed in her most coy and seductive voice.

Her efforts were unnecessary, I was already turned on beyond belief. I did as she said and took hold of the silken hem of her dress, then took painstaking strides to go as slowly as I could in lifting it up. Daisy was on her hands and knees again with her back sloping forwards, downwards. For every inch of flesh I revealed in removing her dress, I gave her a kiss. I could taste her warm skin with every kiss. When my lips closed over the small of her back, she shivered. I ran my hands over her backside and she sat up, coming out of the dress the rest of the way as she did. In her underwear she was, with her back to me as she sat on her knees.

"Do you like it?" She asked me.

"What?"

Daisy turned to face me and then climbed into my lap. Her underwear looked designer, lace again, but this time it was white with hints of gold and green. That was my favorite color and it looked so good on her. The top of the ensemble covered only most of her chest and came around her neck like a halter. The bottom fit her like really tiny shorts and, like the top, it did more to tease and entice than hide.

"I love you," I said, because I really didn't think I could say it enough.

Daisy smiled and said, "I love you, too, but that really doesn't answer my...never mind."

She must not have deemed her question as important as kissing me, which was good. My mind wasn't functioning properly when it came to coherent thought processes; all my brain-power was being channeled towards getting inside her at the moment. Daisy was rolling her hips into me and my hands were all over her: in her hair, down her back, over her tight ass. Daisy clearly didn't think that was a bad thing because she had her head tipped back and her hands over top of mine, guiding me in a way.

I leaned forward while her eyes were closed and kissed her stomach, then dug my tongue in her navel. She held onto either side of my face suddenly and I let her raise my head up to where she wanted it. I didn't take my mouth off of her body, and soon I was dropping kisses onto her heaving chest. Through the cloth I found the tip of one of her breasts and brought my teeth together over it. She gasped and I stopped but she arched her body into my mouth and I didn't need to hear a word to know she wanted more. Her flesh was sweet to me and I loved seeing her look down at me with her eyes darkened with want and her mouth slightly parted to let out short, quickened breaths. I moved my tongue around the tiny packed flesh and then switched over to her other breast, letting my thumb and index finger take over for my mouth.

When Daisy started moving her hands again, I knew what she was about to do. It still made my body jolt in response when her fingers tugged down the opening on my pants and freed the thing so eager to get inside her. I sat back and Daisy kept her place in my lap with both her hands inside my pants. I didn't know how long I'd be able to stay sitting up. No one had ever touched me this way before. Never.

"I don't know if..." Daisy trailed.

Her head was right across from mine, bowed over the part of me that was at full attention. She had one hand around the bottom of it inside my pants and was brushing her fingertips up and down the rest of it. I felt my heart pounding and was sure it would beat right through my ribs.

"You don't know what?" I asked.

"I don't see how it will...how it's supposed to fit," Daisy admitted very quietly.

I probably would have felt a little flattered if I wasn't so incredibly tense and frustrated. I wasn't frustrated at her, my nerves were just off the wall right now.

"It'll fit," I told Daisy as reassuringly as I could manage at the time. "Just...let me show you."

I got to my knees and so did Daisy. I pulled off my shirt and Daisy started kissing my chest. Some kind of way she helped more in getting me out of my pants than I did. There wasn't as much embarrassment as I thought in being before her naked. Daisy looked highly aroused and that was definitely good at banishing any awkward emotions. She ghosted her hands over my torso and I was intensely aware of how the tip of my heated flesh rested against her smooth stomach. She didn't seem to mind because she was too busy laying wet kisses over my chest. I couldn't take this.

"Daisy," I whispered, and even I couldn't chase away all the urgency from my tone.

The girl must have understood what I needed because she wrapped her arms around my neck and eased herself onto her back near the head of the bed. I went with her and made a place for myself between her legs. I was ready to tear into her but that wasn't gonna' happen tonight, not while I still had a tiny shred of discipline over myself. I instead fingered the fabric around her hips and pulled her underwear off. Daisy brought her legs up out of the sparse clothing and then spread them open to me again.

"I want you to touch me first," Daisy asked of me.

"Whatever you want," I told her, my throat almost dry.

It was okay. I found out when I slipped my thumb down between her legs that the girl was wet enough to quench my thirst, if she'd let me, that is. I dipped my head experimentally but she stopped me, shaking her own with a touch of colored embarrassment tinging her face. I did want to make her feel good, but I was not about to drag this out trying to change her mind; maybe some other time. Right now I needed her ready.

"Just touch me," She whispered.

So that's what I did, and that single touch made her breath hitch. I used my fingers to split the feverish skin and damp little hairs so that I could find that...there it was. With the pad of my thumb I rubbed circles into her, watching in mild fascination as the girl's body flushed and her eyes shut tightly. It got so bad to where she started writhing on the bed and clamping her legs around my arm. I kissed her softly on her reddened lips and knew she was ready. Physically, that is.

"I need to know if you still want to do this," I asked her seriously.

Daisy glanced at my body, at all of it, and expressed a bit of trepidation. She cleared the expression from her face and nodded, then placed her hands at my hips and parted her legs a little more. I was dangerously close to losing my restraint at the sight of the action.

"Let me know that you're ready," I murmured.

"I am." Daisy confirmed.

At that I started to push my way inside her, but only a little because I felt Daisy's grip on me stiffen. Her brow furrowed, probably in response to the pain, and I felt a little guilty. Not much because I was so close to getting what I wanted, but enough for me to stop.

"I want you to be sure about this," I said carefully.

She responded by making some sexy little noise of frustration and, being quicker and stronger than I could have predicted, she slammed my body down the rest of the way so that my entire length was buried within her. The girl locked her legs behind me and tucked her chin over my shoulder. Her hands were splayed on my shoulder blades and her skin was slick and hot against mine. This was it. We were as close as humanly possible. I took a moment to let that sink in, and then I heard Daisy release a quiet moan.

"Does it hurt?" I asked her.

She nodded against the side of my neck and said, "It hurts but I like that. Just let me get used to you. ...Mmm, Luigi, I feel so good and so...full."

I felt myself twitch inside her at those words. I let myself linger within her, appreciating how wet and how tight she was, then pulled out so that just the tip was inside her. I raised up and gave her a kiss, a quick one, and tried to catch my breath.

"This is good?" I asked once I was fully inside her again.

"So good."

Daisy insisted on keeping her legs snared around my back and every time I thrust into her, deeper and deeper each time, she tightened them. Her hands were at first palm-down on my back but now her fingers were digging into my skin.

"Am I hurting you?" I asked her, only half-caring.

"Not enough." She murmured.

I frowned but the girl had an order for me.

She said, "Kiss my neck."

I did, as gently and lovingly as I could in the heat of the moment. She let out an appreciative hum and I saw her cherry lips curve into a loose smirk.

"That's good, Luigi," She praised, "But this time make it hurt a little."

I didn't know why she wanted me to do that, but I wouldn't deny her. I closed my mouth over the side of her throat and then raked my teeth over her skin. A bit of her I gathered in my mouth and sucked hard on.

"...Like this?" I asked into her skin.

"Yes, exactly." She said, out of breath.

The more I kissed, bit, and licked her neck, the more I got carried away. Daisy was arching her body into mine in time with each long stroke and I was sure there was no greater feeling in the world than this.

And then there was.

Daisy and I felt it at the same time. It was a powerful rush of euphoria and payoff for all the pent-up tension and frustration. I still had my mouth on her neck and now her skin was caught between my teeth. I could feel myself biting down on her, biting very hard, but I couldn't stop. Daisy was biting me too, though; I could feel a faint sting from where she had her teeth clamped down on my shoulder. Her legs were impossibly tight around my back and she was pulling a handful of my hair with the hand that wasn't digging its nails in my spine. Time seemed to stop because we were both experiencing something crazy, something fucking transcendental that we'd never get to experience again.

Too soon it was over.

When she came back down, Daisy let go of my hair, let her hand slide down my back where it rested. She kissed my shoulder and I did the same to her neck. There would definitely be a bruise there at her throat. I didn't care as much as I probably should have.

"Thank you." I heard Daisy mutter in a voice soft as satin.

"...you too..."

I was disoriented. I never experienced anything remotely close to this before. So while Daisy laughed because I'd no doubt given her the wrong response again, I closed my eyes. Even now, dazed as all hell, I knew I would never get this back. This was now just a memory.

"Did you feel that, too?" She asked me in a whisper.

I opened my eyes and gazed down at her. That girl, that beautiful, wonderful, amazing girl with the sweet eyes and sweeter ass, the girl who was five and half feet tall but could hold her own, who was a little shy but liked it rough; my girl. I kissed her.

"Yeah, I felt it." I replied, becoming more lucid.

My body was still sensitive. I was still inside her. She was so tight, so incredibly tight. I was a little expended but, while I pulled out of her slowly, I felt the makings of a greater desire starting to build. It was only augmented when Daisy ran her fingers through my hair and down my chest, all the way down to where we'd been joined. I smirked at her. She knew what she was doing.

"I love you so much." I told her, then added quietly, "Even though you're so very cruel."

"Cruel?" Daisy echoed in question.

She stuck her finger, the one she'd ran over me, into her mouth; all the while she held my gaze with her eyes alight with deliberate intention.

It was gonna' be a long night.

A/N: This is a bit of a one-shot chapter. I had a hard time writing this. I hope you all enjoy!

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~DymondGold~