DON’T STOP (Lila and Darrell) novel Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Chapter 120

Daisy

We must have drifted off after that beautiful, slow lovemaking. The rain was still falling softly outside when I woke up later that evening. The room was dim, lit only by the grey twilight filtering through the curtains. Norman was still asleep beside me, lying on his back with one arm draped loosely over my waist. His chest rose and fell in a steady rhythm, his face relaxe and peaceful in sleep.

I smiled softly, my heart swelling with warmth. Leaning in, I pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, slow and tender. He didn’t su just let out a quiet sigh in his sleep. I lingered there for a moment, brushing my thumb over his cheek, before carefully slipping out of bed.

My body felt deliciously sore in the best way. I wanted to make us dinner, something warm and comforting to match the rainy evening, but first I needed to freshen up. I padded quietly to the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water heated quickly, filling the room with steam. I stepped under the spray, letting the hot water cascade over my shoulders and wash away the remnants of our earlier passion.

I was halfway through lathering my body when I heard the bathroom door open. I turned, water streaming down my face, and saw Norman step inside completely naked. His hair was tousled from sleep, his eyes still heavy-lidded but already darkening with fresh hunger as they roamed over my wet, soapy body.

“What are you doing here?” I asked, a playful smile tugging at my lips even as heat bloomed low in my belly again.

He closed the glass door behind him, stepping into the spray with me. Water immediately slicked down his broad chest and abs, making his skin gleam. “Couldn’t sleep without you,” he murmured, his voice still rough from sleep. “Woke up and the bed felt too empty. Then I heard the shower…”

me

He moved closer, his hands finding my waist and pulling gently against him. His body was warm despite the water, and I could already feel his cock stirring against my stomach – thickening, hardening.

my

“You should’ve stayed in bed,” I teased, but hands

already sliding up his chest, tracing the lines of muscle.

“And miss this?” He leaned down, capturing my lips in a slow, deep kiss. The water made everything slippery and sensual. His tongue slid against mine, tasting sleep and lingering desire. One of his hands cupped the back of my head while the other roamed down my back, squeezing my ass and pressing me closer.

I moaned softly into his mouth as his hardening cock nestled between my thighs, rubbing against my already sensitive folds. He broke the kiss just enough to trail his lips down my neck, sucking lightly at the pulse point.

“Norman…” I breathed, tilting my

head to

give him better access.

“Tell me if you want me to stop,” he whispered against my skin, but his hands were already moving

breast, thumb circling my nipple until it pebbled under his touch, the other sliding between my le

pussy.

I gasped, hips rocking into his fingers. “No, don’t stop… please.”

one

cupping my

to stroke my slick

He groaned low in his throat and turned me gently so my back pressed against the cool tiled wall. The contrast of hot water and cool tiles made me shiver. He dropped to one knee, lifting one of my legs over his shoulder. His mouth found me immediately slow, reverent licks that had me moaning louder. His tongue circled my clit, then plunged inside me, tasting me while the shower spray cascaded over us both.

“Fuck, you taste so good,” he murmured against my pussy, the vibration making my thighs tremble.

I threaded my fingers through his wet hair, holding him there as pleasure built in slow, rolling waves. My moans echoed off the tiles

sweet, breathy, and growing louder as he sucked my clit into his mouth and flicked it with his tongue,

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When my legs started shaking too hard, he stood up, kissing me deeply again. I could taste myself on his tongue. His cock was fully hard now, thick and heavy, pressing insistently against my stomach.

He lifted me effortlessly, pinning me against the wall with my legs wrapped around his waist. One hand guided his cock to my entrance, rubbing the head through my folds teasingly before he pushed in slowly and deeply, stretching me perfectly.

We both moaned at the same time as he bottomed out. The sound was beautiful and filthy in the steamy shower Wet intimate, echoing.

He started thrusting – long, smooth strokes that made my back slide against the tiles with every push. The water made everything slicker and louder. The wet slap of skin on skin mixed with our moans and the steady patter of the shower.

“God, Daisy… you feel incredible,” he groaned, burying his face in my neck as he fucked me deeper. His hands gripped my ass, holding me open for him while his hips rolled in a steady, powerful rhythm.

I clung to him, nails digging into his shoulders, moaning his name with every thrust. “Norman… yes.. right there….”

He kissed me again – deep, passionate, full of love and raw need. One hand slipped between us to rub my clit in tight circles while he kept thrusting. The pleasure built fast and intense this time, coiling tight in my core.

“I’m close,” I gasped against his lips.

Come for me, baby,” he whispered, his voice strained. “Let me feel you.”

My orgasm hit me hard and sweet. I cried out, clenching around him as waves of pleasure crashed through me. My thighs hook, my walls pulsing rhythmically around his cock.

completely. His hips jerked with every spurt, drawin

hot, thick pulses that filled me He followed right after, groaning my name as he buried himself deep and came inside me

out our pleasure until we were both trembling and breathless.

foreheads pressed together, water still raining down

We stayed like that for a long moment most intimate embrace.

He kissed me softly and tenderly, then smiled against my lips.

“Best way to wake up,” he murmured.

I laughed breathlessly, holding him tighter. “Definitely.”

The rain continued outside, but inside the shower, everything felt warm, perfect, and ours.

on us, bodies locked in the