Page 50 of Electric Kiss

Daisy felt herself igniting with passion as Nate’s handsexplored her body, sending shivers down her spine. She moaned softly into his mouth as their tongues danced together in a fiery dance. The warmth of the sun, the coolness of the water, and the intensity of their kiss all merged into one glorious moment.

Nate’s hands slid down her waist, pulling her closer to him. Daisy could feel the hardness of his body against hers, and she knew she wanted him more than anything else in the world right now. With a fierce desire burning within her, she broke the kiss and whispered into his ear,“We have to stop. This is too public.”

Nate broke the kiss and whispered in Daisy’s ear, “Let’s take this somewhere more private.”

Daisy nodded, and Nate took her hand, leading her towards a secluded spot on the beach. Once they were hidden, Nate pressed Daisy up against a tree and kissed her again. This time, his hands roamed freely, teasing and exploring her body.

He pulled the zip of her wetsuit down to reveal she wore no bikini top. Nate’s hand slid inside, and she closed her eyes as he cupped her breast.

“Fucking hell, Daisy, you’re perfect.”

Daisy wanted Nate with so much intensity she arched her back and pressed herself closer to him. She could feel his hardness against her and knew she wanted him.

Nate lifted Daisy up without a word, holding her against the tree and pressing against her as he kissed her. Her heart was pumping so fast she couldn’t get close enough. Her legs tightened around his waist, searching for friction.

They were wearing too many clothes.

“We could go back to the cottage?” she said.

“Are you sure, Daisy?”

“Never surer of anything, Nate.”

Nate nodded, not saying a word, and slowly lowered Daisy to the ground. They collected the surfboards and packed up their picnic. He took her hand, and they began walking back towards the cottage. As they walked, Nate’s thumb gently grazed the back of Daisy’s hand, sending sparks of electricity through her body.

Chapter Fifteen

Nate

They left the surfboards on the floor in the back patio area and dumped the picnic bags on the kitchen island.

Once their hands were free, Nate pulled Daisy close for a deep kiss. This was it. This was going to rock his world. He just knew it.

“Daisy,” he whispered, trailing his lips over her throat.

He had to know before he sank into her.

“Nate,” she whispered back, banding an arm around his back as he coaxed her to take the stairs.

“We’ve never talked about what we are,” he said.

She was a stair above him as they climbed, making them the same height. He pulled down the zipper of her wetsuit, revealing her glorious tits for him to tease and squeeze.

“I don’t want to be with anyone else, Nate. I feel like I’ve been waiting for you.”

His hands roamed her body as if it was his own personal playground. His touch was gentle, yet determined to get her naked. He’d already seen every inch of her from their bath together, but this was different.

Nate’s lips travelled down her neck, leaving a trail of goose pimples in its wake. Once they were completely naked, Nate lifted Daisy into his arms and carried her to the bedroom, where he gently laid her down on the bed.

Nate cupped her face with his large warm hands. He hoped they weren’t too rough to the touch. She hadn’t mentioned his calloused hands, but then Daisy had worked on the rigs for years.

“This is going to be hard for me not to show you the raw version of Nathaniel Hill,” he said. “You’re so beautiful. I can’t control how much I want you.”

His dick was painfully hard, but he was determined to make this last as long as possible.

“I want all versions of you. Pick one, and I’ll be there with you. We’ll have plenty of time for gentle. I need you like I never knew I needed you.”

“Jesus, Daisy,” he exclaimed.

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