Daisy - Sex Stories

Daisy

... That we didn’t know how to make a plan? We had one before you decided to play this game, and we’ll have one after.”

Aiden’s eyes dropped from hers to her mouth. He found it had become a habit, watching her lips move when she spoke with that Kentucky twang. “I always thought you were more calculating than you put on,” he said.

“You really want me to dislike you, don’t you?” she shot back.

He said nothing.

“Honey, I don’t care what you think of us, I really don’t. What you don’t get is we are willin’ to do whatever it takes to be happy.”

“Whatever it takes?” he asked with renewed interest.

Her eyes fluttered away. “I mean, we will work hard for our dreams.”

“Yes, I absolutely get your meaning.”

***

“I don’t give a shit! My girl’s upstairs. I want you to call his suite and tell her I said to come down or I’ll call the fucking police! He’s holding her against her will.”

“What’s going on here?” A man in a suit and tie walked out. Pete had seen him before. He thought back, remembering. It was the man that came to see him with that contract. The hateful contract that he was such an idiot for signing.

“I know you,” said Pete, taking a step toward him. Security stepped between the two men. “You, you were the one that wanted us to sign the contract. You work for him.”

Donovan looked him up and down. “Let him go.”

The guard standing between Pete and the guy before him stepped aside. Pete’s nostrils flared. “I want to see Daisy. Fuck you and ...

... your money! I want to see her now! Deal is off. Do you hear me? The deal is off!”

Donovan gave a side eye to one of his men. Pete caught it. He leveled a finger at him. “Lay a fucking hand on me and I will take you down!”

“Mr. Doyle, I’m Donovan McBride. If you would care to follow me, we can discuss this.”

“Is everybody around heah fuckin’ deaf? I want Daisy brought downstairs now!”

“Yes. We heard you. But I’m giving you an option. Follow me or them.” He nodded behind Pete. He looked back. Men, tall, big, brooding men filled the end of the hall. The three of them stared at him behind dark shades and earpieces. Their hands, clasped in front of them, were the size of bowling balls.

Pete looked back to the attorney whose cool grey eyes never left him. “Where is she?” he asked.

“This way.”

***

“It’s beautiful, Mr. Keane,” Daisy said in wonder.

“Call me Aiden.” He hated repeating himself.

Daisy refused, and Aiden sensed the reason. Before the night ended, he was sure she’d be saying his name over and over. Daisy’s eyes were glued again to the window. She looked down, out at the mountains, anxious to see the canyon. The helicopter ride, according to her, was spectacular.

“I just can’t believe how far it goes! I mean it’s like a hole in the bottom of the earth, ya know? I see it on TV before. I read about it in high school once. They think it was a meteor that did it and killed off all the dinosaurs.” When she turned, he moved in closer than she’d ...