Confident.

Daisy felt his confidence shifting, too. The initial face-fucking had been born of vengeance and shame. This, while still domineering, was eager, even proud, and it was mutually shared between them. Each orgasm he gave her was assurance to them both. As his confidence swelled, Daisy noted, so did his vanity and arrogance, but she didn’t blame him. If anything, it only made her like him more. Honestly, it was just a relief to be with a man who had something to be arrogant about.

She moaned around him as the pleasure of his rich flavor mingled with his powerful scent. Staring up into his eyes, she smiled, and she felt like the slut she always was. More than that, she felt possessed by him, like she truly was his woman, and she enjoyed that. Dylan felt it, too, and she could see it in his eyes. This time spent together was sacred to them, now, and for them both it felt more real than the lives they lived around it.

Leaning forward, Dylan swatted Daisy across the ass as she nursed him. Her fat bottom rippled from the force of his blow, and Daisy moaned around him while he smiled. He repeated the behavior three times more, leaving two slaps across both cheeks as he laughed. “Damn, Daisy, you really are fucking thicc. No wonder Summer is built like she was. She got it from you.”

Daisy responded with a moan as she licked and stroked him with open hunger.

Dylan laughed. “And you love my dick, don’t you?”

Another moan, and she stared him in the eyes and nodded.

“Fuck,” Dylan groaned, and he moved his hands to cup her heavy breasts. He teased her nipples as he held her and felt her moaning quietly through his dick. “I’ve fucked your pussy, your throat, your lips, and your hands, and even now, you get me harder than steel.” He thrust up into her mouth to choke her and felt her glide smoothly along him. “God damn, Daisy, where’d you learn to suck like this?”

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