six?”
“English, pig Latin, pirate—”
I make a flying leap for her in the pit, and she shrieks, but she doesn’t move.
“Which six?” I repeat, trying to get a hold of her in the ball pit, which keeps shifting around us and making us both sink deeper inside it.
“English, French, German, Italian, Spanish, and Japanese.” She frowns while blue and yellow and red balls start to swallow her face, and then switches rapid-fire into several different accents. “I’ve also mastered pretending to be British, sometimes Canadian, eh, and g’day, mate, Australian is my favorite. Look at that. I’m holding your blue balls in my hands, eh?”
“You’re incredible. And also disappearing.”
She laughs, and I keep trying to grab her while we sink deeper and deeper into the cool, dark depths of the ball pit.
Her arm hooks around mine, and I realize we’ve hit the bottom.
“And I would do literally anything for Cam, Emily, and my Moon,” she whispers. “Bluewater is the only community I’ve ever developed outside my family’s properties, and it was so much fun. I wouldn’t have done it without them. So that’s not a nice thing about me. It’s a nice thing about them.”
“You go out of your way to make other people happy and to make them feel good about themselves.”
“Completely self-serving.”
“Liar.”
“Okay, fine. I’m compensating for the ugly. Because people deserve joy with their trials. Happy now?”
“Almost.”
I can’t see her clearly—the light’s dim at the bottom of a ball pit, but I find her nose with mine, and then I angle in for a kiss.
And she lets me.
It’s not an I want to rip your clothes off kiss.
It’s an I love you kiss.
The words scare me. I used them liberally in my younger years, and I always got burned. But Daisy—she’s so fucking easy to love.
Her big parts and her hidden parts.
“West?” she whispers.
“Hmm?”
“I’m very naked in here.”
I stroke a hand down her body, balls all around us, and holy fuck, she is.
Butt naked.
I press a trail of kisses to her jaw. “Where did that skirt go?”
“Oh, someone will find it eventually next time I have a party. We’ll call it a souvenir.”
“The fuck they will. It’s mine.”
She strokes a hand down my neck. Then my back. And lower, until she’s tugging my pants down again. “I like being yours.”
“You’re going to destroy me. You know that?”
“Never. You’re too special.” Her hand finds my cock, and she squeezes and strokes once, and I groan in sheer pleasure from having her hands on me. “I’m going to take care of you, Westley Jaeger. You wait and see.”
She strokes me again, and my head brushes the soft skin on her lower belly, those damn plastic balls filtering between us, and then her other hand joins in, except—
“Fuck, yes,” I groan while she slides a condom down my length.
“I didn’t lose the important part,” she says, all cocky self-assurance that makes me laugh.
And then I’m sliding into her hot, slick pussy, and she’s gasping and chanting yes, more, there, and nothing—nothing—has ever felt as right as making love to Daisy in the middle of a ball pit.
I start to laugh while I pump into her, because I’m making love to a woman in a fucking ball pit.
“West,” she whispers, arching into me while I thrust.
“We’re crazy, you know that?”
“You’re the only man I’ve ever seduced in my ball pit,” she informs me. “Or on my trampoline. Or…in my home.”
I meet her eyes in the low light, with a fucking yellow ball between our cheeks and I realize she feels it too.
The I love you that we’re both too scared to say.
“My nuts and I are highly honored,” I tell her.
And then we’re both laughing again, and I thrust deeper inside of her until we’re not laughing anymore, until we’re two people chasing mutual pleasure, except I’m positive this gorgeous, amazing woman panting and writhing beneath me is holding out until I get off first.
“Daisy—”
“Oh my god, look at this place!” my sister Allie suddenly shrieks somewhere above us.
“Love the walls,” Staci says dryly.
I freeze.
Daisy freezes.
And then she squeezes my dick with her inner walls, and fuck, I’m gonna come.
Again.
I pull back slowly, then push inside her while my sisters squawk about above us.
If they jump in this pit, I’m going to dismember each and every one of them.
Daisy flexes her channel around me again as I bury myself fully within her, and oh, fucking glory, she’s so tight and hot and perfect.
“One more,” she whispers desperately. “Just one more, West. One more.”
I