CHAPTER 44.
DAISY'S POINT OF VIEW.
I wanted to respond so badly, but before I could, he took control again, tangling his hand in my hair and purposefully yanking my head backward, dismantling my attempts to stifle my moans by kissing the table.
Thrusting into me hard, I gripped the edge of the table, gasping silently. But that was nowhere near enough to hold back the moans threatening to rip from my lips.
“f**k, Daisy,” he groaned. “This p***y just keeps sucking me back. How greedy…”
However, he slowed down for a moment, and I knew it wasn't going to last. It felt like he was taking a break, and I wondered what it would be like once he picked up again, f*****g me.
I swallowed hard, biting down on my lips; I could feel my impending orgasm. It was only a couple of minutes, and we'd be
