Her lips wrapped around his length, and she pumped the shaft with her fist. William opened her pu**y and saw her entrance and the puckered skin of her arsehole glistening at him.
Using two fingers he eased them inside her pu**y and felt the ripples of her walls as they gripped him. He leaned up and licked her clit.
“Oh my God,” she screamed. She came up off his c**k as he flicked her cl*t with his tongue. His grip on her tightened to keep her from slamming down on him.
She was such a responsive woman. He moved his fingers out of her pu**y and pressed them to her ass. William felt her tense but do nothing else. Her lips went back around his cock. She was a fast learner. Watching the woman on screen had given her some tips.
He moved down to her pu**y with his tongue and pushed inside her. She squirmed above him. William moistened her ass and then slowly pressed the tip of a finger against her. He didn’t penetrate but added enough pressure to drive her wild.
William f**ked her cunt with his tongue and then teased her clit, swapping directions. Her h*ps were thrusting down in time with his strokes. The moans she gave off vibrated up his length. His balls felt heavy with his cum.
She moaned as he centred on her clit. In seconds her world came apart. He licked her cream and swallowed her down like a ripe peach, juicy and dripping with moisture.
The sucking on his c**k eased. William let her ride her orgasm. He helped her move off his shoulders. “That was amazing,” she said.
“Then give me my reward.” Her lips wrapped around his shaft. He watched her suck him down as her hand worked the base of his shaft.
William knew he wouldn’t last. He’d been wanting inside her mouth for so long. She moaned, and the vibration along with her sucking made him gasp.
“Pull off, Daisy,” he said.
She moved off as the first wave of se**n shot out of the tip. It caught her cheek. He took his c**k and aimed it up his body as the rest of his orgasm released. William groaned as he watched her wipe the se**n from her cheek and suck it into her mouth.
She was perfection.
Chapter Seven
He’d told her to pack some clothes to change in to. William had dropped her off home about three hours later. He’d made her some dinner and then handed her over the contract he wanted her to read. Daisy couldn’t stop thinking about him. She’d gone home with the strict instructions she wasn’t allowed to touch herself. William had told her he was the one in charge of her pu**y and only he could bring her pleasure.
She made her morning coffee and then began reading through the document he’d given her. It was not a legal document. Daisy grabbed a pen like he’d instructed and began to mark off what intrigued her, what she wanted to do and what she might want to do. It was an idiot-proof list. He’d given her an explanation underneath each one to describe it.
Daisy crossed off golden showers and scat play. They were something she didn’t even want to know.
Oral she ticked thinking about the feel of William in her mouth the previous night. She placed a tick against the boxes she was sure about like oral and f**king. The styles of f**king from missionary to doggie then to a few more. Spanking she ticked as well. The implements scared her, but she ticked or crossed the ones she wanted.
When it came to ménage and sharing, she stumbled. Sex with someone other than William did not appeal to her. She frowned and put a question mark against it. Sharing wasn’t something she wanted to deal with. The Steer brothers shared, and look where it had gotten them.
A knock at the door sounded through her apartment, startling her. She checked to make sure she’d gone through most of the contract, before tucking it into her bag. Daisy had decided to go straight to the club after work.
She’d phoned them to let them know she’d be in. It was a Friday, and she didn’t want to be docked a half week's pay. She needed the money now more than ever.
“I’m coming,” she said when the knocking became more persistent. Daisy opened the door hoping it was William. It wasn’t. Anna Steer stood on her doorstep. She was holding a bag with the logo from the bakery on the front.
Daisy was taken aback by her presence. She stared at the other woman. They were both the same age. All too soon Daisy recalled the party and felt the blush heat her cheeks.
“Morning,” Anna said. “I’m really sorry to do this to you. I didn’t want to barge in, but I thought six months was long enough. Don’t you?”
Daisy looked at the bag and then at Anna. “What do you want?” she asked. “I’ve stayed away. You don’t need to be bringing me stuff, Anna. I have no intention of ruining your life.”
Sadness filled Anna’s eyes. “You’re right. I’m sorry.”
“Look, come in. I’ve only got a few minutes to get to work.” Daisy opened the door and waited for the other woman to pass. She locked the door then followed Anna through to the living room.
“You’re living in Peter’s old apartment?”
“Yes, I needed to get out of my mother’s place. She wouldn’t stop, and she was killing me slowly.” Daisy picked up her bag from the seat and placed it on her lap. She’d never felt so uncomfortable before in her life.
“I’m sorry for everything that has happened to you,” Anna said.
“Why? I was a total bitch to you the last time we were in the same room, Anna. You should be kicking me to the curb and calling me all loads of crap.”
“Do you really want to f**k your brothers?” Anna asked.
“What? Eww, gross, no. Urgh,” Daisy said with a shudder. “Look, I just said what I said because of crap happening at home. I was drunk, and that stuff wasn’t true. Yes, David and Paul are handsome. No, I never wanted to sleep with them. Thank God. I’d be in therapy if it had been true.”
Anna began laughing. “I never saw a reaction like that. Some of my concerns were about that. God, I’m so sorry. This must be painful for you.”
Daisy smiled. “Not really. All I know is that my mother is bitter, and I have two brothers who don’t want to know me. Other than that, I’m peachy.” She stared down at her watch. “Crap, I’ve got to go. I don’t want to lose my job. They’ll find any excuse to fire me.”
Anna followed her out of the apartment. “Paul and David have their own opinion on what went on, Daisy. They don’t hate you.”
“They’re probably worried that I’ll start begging for money. Assure them I’m not. Nothing is going to change. I’m not going to fight them on anything. They know about me. I’ve lived twenty-five years without them, Anna. I can keep going. Thank you for stopping by, and I wish you every bit of happiness.”