Daisy Keech Sexy Novels & Stories

Keeping her tight against me I feel her hard nipples brushing my chest as I scan the ceiling to find where the camera is hidden. "I don't care," Daisy says, trying to push me back down. "He has probably seen everything already, the fucking pervert that he is," she snarls. Fuck she really shouldn't remind me of my fingers in her pussy while I'm trying to do the right thing. "Fuck Erebus. I want you," she grabs my shoulders and shakes me, pulling my attention from the room. I look at her. Taking in the fire in her eyes, the towel has long fallen from her head, and droplets of water trail from her damp hair leaving wet spots on my shirt.

“I can see you lusting after big brother, Eve.” I flinched, tearing my gaze away from Theodore. My face heated as I whispered back, “That’s not true.” Daisy chuckled. “Mmm, sure.” I narrowed my eyes at her, but before I could say anything, she tilted her head slightly, a thoughtful expression crossing her face. “I’m curious though… do you have a type?” I blinked, caught off guard. “Huh?” Daisy’s lips curled into a knowing smile. “Do you like the gentle sweetheart type, or…hmm…” she tapped her chin, pretending to think, “…a ruthless man with trauma?”

I headed to my security office to get more update on the fucker who thought it was wise to follow me and to draft a plan to kill them. I would not let anyone take what was mine for the second time. . . . _DAISY POV<3 I was lying on our bed after a shower, reading one of the books from my library. I opened a book that was themed ‘erotica’ and began reading. I read to the part where the man kissed the girl, swallowing her surprised gasp, which turned into a moan when he slid his hand between her legs and plunged two fingers in. She let out another moan, raising her hips when his thumb found her clit. He pressed—

she mewled, her hand sliding into my hair, pushing my head down to the part she needed my attention the most. I needed no more coaxing, my lips instantly found her drenched core, blowing soft kisses on them. I moaned, tasting the sweetness from her slick arousal. I could never get tired of being lost between her thighs. Daisy’s soft moans filled the room, and just like her high libido, Daisy climaxed twice as fast now. I could eat her loud panting, the slight body tremors, as her body slowly came down from the high of euphoria. “Hades” she muttered, her body quivering from the after effects as I slowly continued to tease her clit with my tongue, enjoying the way she mewled.

Daisy entered in time with the music. She was wearing a black leather harness top that cupped her breasts from below, pushing them up into dramatic, oiled cleavage. A matching black lace thong was all that covered her below. She had on fishnet stockings and tall, sharp heels. A spiked leather choker circled her throat. Her hair was in a messy, deliberate bun, tendrils framing her made-up face. She looked like a sin made flesh.

I was looking at her every move whenever we’re in the lab but she did not say anything other than listening to her music when shew as working. I think I will miss that after this. “You’re lying,” she said as she was looking at me. Her brown eyes were hard but I don’t think that my cock would twitch after I uncovered the truth about her, or rather her father did to mine. I was angry but I did not diss the fact that I was taken by her beauty at all. Daisy Dyer was one hot woman with her brown eyes like melted chocolate and her brown hair that she usually likes to braid. But today, she put it in a messy bun. I wanted it to tumble over my pillow and wanted to see her expression when she was clim

So I push him on the bed and climb him up. “That’s a beautiful view.” He says. “It is going to get more beautiful then.” I say and kiss chest while taking him in my hand. I don’t know what to do much, but Theos grunts give me the right directions. I try to guide him through my opening and try this new position to bring us pleasure. I want to see him come undone under me like he saw me. I rode him after a few fumbles. “Daisy, you need to come first.” Theo grunts out when I prolong it.

In my pursuit of excitement, I lay on the bed with my legs open, frantically pleasuring myself in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Through the dark glass, I could see a strong man on the balcony opposite staring at my body intently. This extreme taboo made my scalp numb, and I grew increasingly depraved. I tried my best to arch my back as I became a shameless, irrational, and thrill-seeking tart. My name was Layla Terra, and I was a dance student.

8:00 PM. The Alpha's Private Club. The VIP room was dimly lit, thick with the smell of cigars and strong liquor. The moment I pushed the door open, I saw Daisy sitting in the corner. She was wearing a low-cut silk camisole that clung tightly to her curves, and with a deliberate little shift of her shoulders, she squeezed her full breasts—laughing coquettishly as she chatted up the wealthy Alpha beside her, every move oozing unapologetic allure.

Oral and raw sex. Kayla was standing beside her, they were both laughing at something on the notice board. Kayla wasn't innocent either, she got fingered by the Dj right in front of everyone. Daisy got her nipples sucked by Kelvin, it was an hilarious show as Kelvin was extremely sloppy with the act. Poor Daisy was turned on and was laughed at because she couldn't hide her moans. I walked towards the locker room, covering my face with my hair which was draped on my left shoulder.