Terrence could hardly hear past the one word. Everything inside of him wanted to take care, to treat her gently like she deserved, but he couldn't hold himself back any more than he could hold back the progress of time.
"Need you," he murmured as he pressed her knees open and slipped his head between her soft, smooth thighs.
He kissed the tender skin up, up, up still until his lips met the thin cotton barrier that shielded his prize. With his teeth, he tore the panties from her s*x, ears swallowing her moans surely as he was about to suckle her sweet cream from her most secret place.
"Mine," he growled.
Terrence dipped his tongue between her folds, lapping at her nether lips like a man starved. And he was. A starving, desperate, needy thing all for his sweet Daisy.
The mewling noises
