"I hate you!" She screamed again. "You're a callous, self-centered son of a......." He was in her again, filling her, stroking rhythmically into her quivering core. Unable to stand it a minute longer, Daisy struggled to reach her clit with her fingers, knowing a single stroke would have her coming violently. "No." Brett caught her wrists and held her hands down on the seat, and kept her legs spread wide with his thighs in-between, allowing him to sink deep into her over and over again. The tempo of his thrusts were unfaltering and relentless, keeping Daisy at the edge of losing her mind. She knew could make her come with just his cock. He could give her an intense orgasm just from riding her at the right angle, by rubbing his cock over and over whatever spot he needed to, a random place inside her that he knew just how to locate. "I hate this, I hate what you're doing, I hate you," she sobbed, tears of frustration wetted her face and the seat beneath her cheek. Bending over her,
"Tell me about him." Brett murmured, wrapping his arms around Daisy's waist. She took a deep breath, already aware that he would ask her about Ray explicitly. That was a Brett something. When he fails to foresee an event or he doesn't pay attention to something and it goes south. He will go back to the drawing board and work it up from there. "Alright." Daisy breathed out. "But, is he okay?" There was a pause before he answered. "There’s no permanent damage. Would it bother you if there was?" "Of course I'd be bothered." Brett grit his teeth. "I want to know about you two, I thought he was just a friend. That was a mistake I shouldn't have made, "he sighed. "Tell me about you two, Daisy." He demanded tightly. "No." "Daisy....... Don’t take that tone with me." "Brett. I’m tired of being an open book for you while you get to keep all your secrets." She rolled her head to the side, pressing her cheek against Brett's damp chest. "If all I can get of you is your body, I’ll t
"When found out, I sent her back to her Fiancé." Daisy stared at him, noting his regret and embarrassment. "But she refused to go back and she kept hoping we'll work out for a while. It was hard for her to finally settle with my decision.""And the younger sister?" Daisy asked."I didn't do that intentionally. I didn't know who she was. It was a random night and it was a one time thing." He responded.He bent his head, ashamed of what he’d done. "Say something." He snapped. "Gloria, did she think you loved her?" "I.... I don't know. Fuck. I’m an asshole for doing what I did. But I didn’t promise her anything. I was screwing Manuel through her. I didn't expect her to become collateral damage. I shouldn't have let it get that far.""Brett." Daisy sighed and shook her head. "What." He was practically restless, with anxious energy exuding his body. "Why did you say my name like that?" "Because you’re ridiculous at times." Daisy smiled, dryly. "You were sleeping with her regularly and
Daisy stared at the bruise on his face and sighed. He looked at her with a raised brow and she smiled. "Stop beating yourself up." He ordered sternly, hugging her closer. Of course she couldn’t hide her mood from him with just a smile. He saw right through her. Brett caught her face in his hands and stared deeply at her. "It’s over and done with. Forget it."She reached out and ran her fingertips over the place where she saw the bruise. "It needed to happen," he said curtly. "No." Daisy insisted."Just listen to me, Sunshine." He chided. "I thought I understood your feelings about Lana. I knew you didn't like the fact that I was cordial with her. But I had no clue I was hurting you so bad by insisting not to put a distance between us. I was a self-centered idiot, and I'm deeply sorry."I’m not dealing with it well. I can’t think about her without feeling violent." Daisy confessed."I get that now. I didn’t before." His mouth twisted ruefully. "Sometimes it takes a lot to shake me
"You should get some sleep." Brett said, a couple of minutes later. "I'm not feeling sleepy." Daisy replied. "Where are we now?" "Less than an hour away from Lakeview." "It's such a long road trip. We could have taken a flight." Brett nodded. "But that wouldn't give us the opportunity to sort out this heavy log hanging above our heads. Sunshine." He called caressing her hair. "Henceforth, you'll never have to worry about Lana. I'll make sure of that." Daisy felt a warmth spread through her skin. She thought of all the work and time Brett had put in to make sure they had this weekend to themselves. He had worked so hard over the week, taking up more tasks than usual. Just for the two of them. And here she was, giving him so much stress. She's supposed to be his peace, sort of. He's been nothing but honest with her. If he's ever open up to her about something, he'll always tell the truth. And he's bent all his rules for her, making her understand that she had him and he was
Daisy placed her head on Brett's string shoulder. She felt good, it's been a while since she felt that good, and she was grateful to Brett for giving them the time away to enjoy each other. They were perfect together when they were alone. "I can't wait to see the lake house." She told him. "You look being close to the lake?" She nodded. "I’ve always loved being close to the water. My father has a lake house. We've been there for holiday a few times. I remember walking along the shore with my mother during one of our times there and thinking I would buy something on the water for myself one day." He squeezed her hand and draped his free arm around her shoulders. "So let’s do it. How about we see the lake house and if you love it, we can buy it." Daisy glanced up at him, loving the feel of his arm on her shoulder of. "Is it the lake house for sale?" He looked down at her. "Everything’s for sale at the right price. We'll buy it, if you like it. And we'll get a good interior
Brett and Daisy arrived back in Fairview just before midnight on Sunday. They spent their weekend mostly in each other's arms and company. Enjoying the smooth feel of the lake, the amazing view. Most of their day was spent kissing and touching, encroaching each other's space in a good way. Laughing and whispering. By silent agreement, they didn’t talk about painful things during the rest of their time away. They didn’t turn on the television or radio, because it seemed wrong to share their little time with anyone else but themselves. They walked around the lake, made long, slow, lazy love on literally any spot they found appealing. Since their privacy was ensured, Daisy ended up wearing the only two pieces of dresses Brett kept for her and none of those dresses kept anything hidden from Brett. A dress that allows his hands to trail and his cock to twitch at random. "I must have died and gone to heaven!" He had exclaimed when he saw her put on one of the dresses after taking a
The following morning passed swiftly. Brett had woken up quite early and made jokes that he didn't want to experience having maids choke him. He left after making sure that Daisy was fine and promising to come back to be with her after work. But later in the day, after a checkup by the doctor, Daisy suggested that she go back to her apartment with Ugo. Of course, Bridget argued and tried convincing them to stay but with Ugo agreeing with her friend, poor Bridget gave up. Daisy took permission from work and later in the evening, with Brett's help, they moved Ugo back to Daisy's apartment. With the agreement that Ugo would spend a couple of days with her. Brett was able to call the Nurse from the other day and they had her stay with Ugo while Daisy resumed work the day after. The next day started pretty much swamped for her. There were checklists of follow-ups waiting from the week before, and Donald had an impromptu meeting scheduled for ten thirty. By the time her Boss's meeting wa