I look up into his golden eyes and steel my spine, knowing that I’ll never know if I don’t tell him. I’ve never backed down from anything before, and I’m not going to start now.
I muster up all the courage within me and then just blurt it out, “I love you, Nick.”
There’s a moment of complete silence during which the sound of the crickets chirping seems deafening.
“What did you say?” Nick asks the question so softly my face heats. I’ve probably freaked him out.
“I—“ I fumble over my words. “I love you, but it’s no big deal. You know, if you don’t feel the same way.”
I turn to start to run back to the safety of my truck, my face flaming with embarrassment. I can’t believe what an utter fool I’ve made of myself, but suddenly his huge hand grabs my wrist, and he spins me back to face him.
He crushes me to his chest before his lips crash down onto mine. He kisses me desperately, his fingers tangling in my hair as he devours my mouth.
My body is instantly set aflame, and I cling to him.
“Oh, my angel,” he whispers in between kisses. “My sweet, sweet kitten. If you only knew how much I’ve longed to hear you say that.”
“You have?” I ask him breathlessly.
He chuckles. “I’ve been going crazy here waiting for you.”
“So,” I begin slowly. “Do you…?” I trail off, leaving the question hanging.
He laughs, a deep, masculine sound. “How could you not know? I love you, Daisy. With every fiber in my being. I’ve loved you from the moment you almost wrecked me over a goddamned turtle.”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I huff at him. “I’ve been afraid you didn’t feel the same way.”
He laughs again. “You were always pissed at me for railroading you, remember? And you said you needed space after your gran’s stroke. I was trying to do the right thing and let you come to me for once.”
I shake my head at him. “This is what you choose to do the right thing on? Your logic is seriously twisted.”
“I’ll be honest with you,” he tells me as he lopes his arms loosely around my waist. “I had about one day left in me, and then I was going to come get you come hell or high-water.”
I raise a brow at him, “Hell or high-water? You been taking lessons from my daddy?”
He grins boyishly. “Some of his sayings are rubbing off on me. He’s actually got a lot of good ones,” he defends my father.
I laugh, and he swallows the sound with his mouth, kissing me for all he’s worth.
My arms snake around his neck as his hands grip me under the thighs and haul me up into his arms. I instinctively wrap my legs around his waist as he carries me into his house, kicking the door shut behind us.
“Where are we going?” I ask him.
“To my bedroom,” he growls. “I can’t wait to have you sprawled out underneath me in my bed. I’m going to eat your pussy for an hour straight before I let you come, and then I’m going to fuck you all night long.”
I feel the muscles he’s talking about clench in need. I’m turned on beyond belief at the vivid picture he paints.
But when we get to his room and he throws me on the bed, I scramble to my knees and go for his belt as he quickly pulls his shirt from his body one-handed in that way that only men can do.
He growls when I finally unleash his cock. It springs free right in front of my face, and I finally get to see it up close.
My eyes widen when I realize that that’s what he put inside me. He’s impossibly large and thick, and I don’t see how he possibly fit.
He puts his hands under my arms and tries to pull me up, but I stop him. “No! I want to taste you,” I tell him before I wrap my lips around his thick head, gathering the glistening drop of precome on his tip into my mouth.
“Fuck, you’re going to kill me,” he groans, throwing his head back as I swirl my tongue tentatively around the tip of him. He’s hard yet velvety smooth, and he tastes salty and musky.
He only lets me explore for a few more minutes before he drags me up the bed and settles his body on top of mine. “Can’t take it, baby. Your mouth feels too good,” he rasps against my neck before he suckles the sensitive flesh into his mouth, laving it with his tongue.