her shoulders sitting her on the bed. “I love you, but you have to let it go.”
“No—,”
I put my hand over her mouth. “We can’t help whatever is or isn’t going on with Dash and Garnet, okay? They’re both adults, and you need to let it go,” I told her again.
She crossed her arms, huffing her frustration.
“Daisy,” I said more firmly. “I mean it.” I removed my hand from her mouth.
“She’s my sister.”
“And he’s my brother. Let them deal with whatever is going on between them.” I said loudly. “Now, I don’t want to argue about this. I would like to have a nice evening, just the two of us.”
“I’m worried; I can’t help it.”
I sighed sitting next to her on the bed. “I know, and that shows how much you love her, but you need to let her experience life, too.”
“Even if it’s Dash that she’s experiencing?”
I chuckled. “Yes. Now, please may we have a nice evening together?”
“Of course.” She lightly pressed her lips to mine. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t apologize for being a caring sister. You’re always going to worry, but you need to let her go, a little bit.”
“I told Dad I’d take care of her,” she whispered.
“And you are.”
“I love you, Dart.”
I never grew tired of hearing her say those words. “I love you, Daisy.” I gave her a peck on the lips and went over to my closet to change out of my suit.
When I turned around Daisy had stripped out of her kelly green Marshall University T-shirt, and white shorts. She was leaning back on her elbows showing off her long legs, lace white thong, and matching bra.
I smirked as I hovered over her. “Daisy, I’m going to make love to you all night long.”
“I hope so.”
I lightly touched her lips, tasting a hint of her cherry lip-gloss. Our tongues snaked with each other, eliciting a moan from us both. I softly traced her hipbone, up her flat stomach, until I was right below her bra line.
She pushed herself back to the top of the bed, giving me that sexual smirk that drives me insane, and beckoning me with her finger.
I crawled over to her, kissing her knee, up her thigh, continuing nipping her until I reached her plump breast. I tugged her bra down, grazing her nipple with my teeth. Daisy arched her back and ran her hands through my hair, her nails biting into my neck. I began making my way up her chest, to her neck. I swear she smells like sugary candy all the time.
“Dart, please,” she begged. “I need you.” She rocked her hips against, making me harder with each motion.
“I need you.” I whispered in her ear, slipping my hand under her thong, caressing her sweet nub. She moaned louder. She was wet on my fingers as I pushed into her. Daisy’s sexy noises made me work her faster. Her panting filled the room, and I knew she was close because she was tightening around me.
Then she wailed my name, and I felt the tension leave her.
I quickly pulled my fingers from her, and I reached for the condom in my nightstand drawer. I rolled it on as she tugged off her thong, and I positioned myself between her legs.
“Dart, please,” she begged again. Her face was flushed, and I knew that she was still reeling from her orgasm, but I wanted her to have another.
I glided into her as Daisy spread her legs wider. I leaned down closer to her, and thrust myself deeper. I heard my moans mix with her panting, and I moved faster. The sexual wave that rushed over my body almost made me forget my own name.
“Harder,” Daisy commanded, and I listened. Adjusting myself higher on my knees, I pumped into her at a full speed. “Yes,” she breathed out louder.
I felt my body constrict, and I knew I was close. At the same time, Daisy wrapped her legs around my waist, and I knew she was there, too. I continued at the same speed, until she began to shake with pleasure. I could feel her release, and I followed suit.
I laid my head in the crook of her neck trying to control my breathing and my heart rate.
“You’re going to kill me one day, Daisy.” I kissed her hard on the lips.
“No, Dart, I think that’s the other way around.”
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Daisy’s blonde hair was in my face when I opened my eyes Sunday morning. I smiled, knowing I wouldn’t want it any other way. She