My Ex-wife, My Destination

Luke’s P. O. V.

It’s so hard to resist Daisy, but I’ve been successfully keeping my hand in control for one month because I don’t want to do something which Daisy doesn’t want. She asks for the time, and I’m giving her. In fact, I’m ready to give her as much time as she wants because she is my destination.

In this one month, I have met a true self of Daisy: a mischievous, kind, sweet, and lively woman. As we’ve grown closer, I’ve discovered layers of her personality that only deepen my love and admiration for her.

And Hope, our daughter, embodies so much of Daisy’s spirit. She’s like a miniature version of her. My tiny butterfly who spreads joy wherever she goes, just like her mommy. She is the only person who has become the bridge between Daisy and me, bringing us close. I’m so grateful to her.

As I enter my room after dropping Hope off at school, Daisy rushes towards me, her eyes shimmering with excitement. “Luke, I have a surprise planned for you today.”

A smile spreads across my face, seeing her enthusiasm. “Really? What is it?” I ask, genuinely curious about what she has planned for me.

“Do you ever tell me? No, right? Then why should I tell you?” She shrugs her shoulders, causing me to chuckle.

“You’re adorable, Daisy.” I pull her cheeks, eliciting a giggle from her.

“Now tie this around your eyes.” She holds out a black piece of cloth to me, and I take it.

“Okay,” I say, blindfolding myself. “Now this is getting more exciting.”

“I’m sure it’ll be the best surprise you’ve ever had.”

My excitement grows, listening to her words. “I can’t wait.”

“Just a few minutes and we’ll reach there.” She takes my hand and leads me out of the room. I can hear the soft sound of her footsteps as she guides me through the house.

Finally, she comes to a stop, but she doesn’t remove my blindfold. Instead, she asks me to wait.

After a minute, I feel her removing the blindfold from my eyes, standing behind me. As I blink and adjust to the sudden light, I find myself standing in our backyard poolside, adorned with flowers and candles.

But as I turn towards her, my jaw drops in astonishment, seeing the actual surprise. She stands before me in a black tie-up triangle bikini. My body burns with desire as I take in her flawless figure. She looks so tempting. I feel like ripping off her bikini and exploding my pent-up desire.

“What’s your plan, Butterfly?” I ask, taking a step closer to her, my eyes filled with desire glued to her body.

“My plan is exactly what is going in your mind, Luke.” My eyes widen, hearing her words.

Does she really want to take a step closer to me?

“So tell me.” As I lean closer to her, her breath becomes heavy. “What’s going in my mind right now?” I ask, sliding my one hand through her hair, my thumb resting on her cheek. “Tell me now, Daisy,” I demand, yanking her towards me by grabbing her bare waist with my other hand.

“You…” she whispers, and her warm breath touches my face, sending a shiver down my spine. “You want to take off my bikini?” Her face turns a shade of pink.

“Wrong.” My hands move to her buttocks and squeeze it, causing her to moan. “I want to tear off your bikini.”

“Then do it.” She demands, locking her eyes with mine.

“Seriously, are you ready for it, Daisy?” I ask in a serious tone, putting my desire aside for a moment. I don’t want her to do anything which she regrets later.Text © by N0ve/lDrama.Org.

She grabs the collar of my black shirt and yanks me down. “Hundred percent,” she whispers against my lips. “I want to make you my boyfriend, Mr Anderson.”

“So you caught feelings for your friend?” I raise my brows, grinning.

“Yes.” She caresses her lips against mine. “Didn’t you?”

“I have feelings for you even before our friendship, baby.” I fondle her soft, bare buttocks, pulling her closer to me. They fit so perfectly in my palms that it feels like they were made to be held by my hands.

“Really.” She chuckles. “I didn’t know it.”

“What do you want me to do, Daisy?” I ask in a husky tone, startling her.

“I want you to claim me as yours, Luke. I’ve been longing to feel you inside of me.” Her cheeks turn red as she confesses her desire, bringing a smile to my face.

“Then it’s useless to waste more time,” I state, opening the back knot of her bikini top before attacking her neck and stroking her bare back. She lets out sounds of pleasure, throwing her head back and clutching my hair as I nibble her neck.

I take off her bikini top and hurl it before admiring her tits, which rise and fall as she pants.

“Every inch of your body is so beautiful and sexy, Butterfly.” As I press her soft assets, her moans echo through the backyard.

Now, I can finally marvel at her beauty and freely compliment her as much as I want. For years, I had suppressed my true feelings for her, but now those days are behind me.

I kiss her lips hungrily, playing with her nipples and squeezing her tits, causing her to moan in my mouth and roam her hands all over my body.

Damn! They’re so soft.

Grabbing her waist, I lift her from the floor, and she wraps her legs around my torso, clutching my hair, our lips sealed in a passionate kiss. I grasp her buttocks and move her up and down against the bulge in my pants, taking her to the lounger.

After laying her down there, I rip off her bikini bottom, exposing her wet honeypot, glistening in the sun, begging for my attention.

“You’re an addiction, Butterfly.” As I whisper, my gaze travels from her wetness to her flushed face. She lies, utterly naked, panting, her chest rising and falling, her eyes begging me to claim her.

Such a perfect sight.

I can’t believe it’s finally happening. I’m going to mark her mine all over again, but this time with love, not with aggression. She has given me another chance, and I’ll make the most of it and never disappoint her.

I take off my shirt and kneel in front of the lounger. Holding her legs, I tug her to the edges of the lounger, startling her.

“So soaking wet for me.” I caress her wetness with a grin on my face.

“Yes…” Soft sounds of pleasure escape her lips as I rub my thumb on her clit in a circular motion.

“I can’t fucking wait to taste you after so many years.” I grasp her thighs and splay them before burying my face between them.

I nibble and flick my tongue on her clit, jabbing my two fingers into her tight, wet hole. She lets out a scream of pleasure, grasping my hair as I devour her honeypot, and thrust my fingers in and out of her with great vigour.

She tastes as good as before.

“Luke…” she moans with ecstasy. “I missed the warmth of your mouth like hell. It feels so good.”

Her words bring a smug smile to my face, and my dick hardens. Now I just can’t wait to feel her clutching around my shaft.

As her clit vibrates against my mouth, I move away from her, causing her to gasp in frustration.

“I want you to come when my hard dick is buried deep inside you, baby.” I rise from the floor and pull down my jeans in haste, desperate to have her, my eyes fixed on her face.

A red hue appears on her face at my words and the sight of my huge membrane.

I smirk, positioning myself between her legs. “Do you want me to make love to you or fuck you, Daisy?” My voice is deep and gruff as I grind myself against her wetness, my lips a few inches away from hers, and our eyes filled with desire locked on each other.

“I want both, Luke.” She answers me with great difficulty as I drive her crazy, pinching her nipples and rubbing my hardness against her aching clit. “First make love to me and then…”

I silence her with a kiss, slowly easing myself into her, and she throws her arms around my neck, fisting my hair.

Fuck! Finally, I’m inside her. I had been longing for this moment. It feels so damn good.

A smile of satisfaction spreads across my face.

After pushing myself deep into her, I break the kiss and murmur against her lips. “I love you, Daisy.” My gaze filled with affection glues to her face. “I love you so fucking much.”