easily one of the sexiest women he knew, and that was saying something. He couldn’t figure out why he couldn’t come until he closed his eyes and thought about Jillian.
He shook his head and made up his mind not to think of her again. He was in Vegas to have a good time with Daisy and that was what he was going to do.
They went down to the casino and gambled. They ate, saw shows, laughed and held hands and had a great time. They drank and he did everything he could think of to be turned on by the thought of Daisy.
He slid his fingers up under her tiny dress when they were in a crowd of people in the dark shadows on the sidewalk outside by the Bellagio fountains and no one saw him slip his fingers inside her and manipulate her until she came three times, biting her lip and holding back her gasps of pleasure.
He leaned her head into his chest as she came, hiding her face so she wouldn’t give them away, and as she buried her face in his chest, he closed his eyes and Jillian was there in his mind, and it was then that he grew hard with need.
When he was in the shower with Daisy, washing her body and kissing her, he closed his eyes, and Jillian appeared under his lips and hands and he could not hold back the desire that engulfed him. He turned Daisy away from him and pushed his erection into her, eyes shut tight, hands reaching around to her breasts as he pretended he was inside Jillian, his hands on her body, and he came hard in Daisy.
He even tried keeping Jillian out of his mind when Daisy was sucking on his erections, but somehow he could not climax unless he closed his eyes, and he could not stand to think of Jillian’s mouth on him that way, her beautiful sweet lips wrapped around him.
Each time he had pulled Daisy up onto his lap or laid her back in the bed, or turned her around away from him and in desperate need he had driven himself inside of her, and with each deep solid thrust into her body, he tried to push away the need for Jillian, but it only exacerbated his growing addiction.
The only way he could come was by closing his eyes and imagining that Jillian was the woman he was losing himself in and he hated it.
It was making him miserable and cranky and Daisy noticed fairly quickly. She asked him about it and he waved it off and said it was just family business that he was trying to keep his mind off of. It wasn’t a lie, but he didn’t want her to know what was going on. All she knew was that this was a spur of the moment trip that his brother had given him as a surprise.
When Reed realized that the only way he could orgasm was to think of Jillian, and when he finally admitted to himself that doing it was the most intense pleasure he had ever known, he succumbed to it, and became insatiably ravenous for the feeling, for the little pretend world where Jillian was his lover and she wanted him to please her, and where she wanted to please him.
He came in Daisy every single time he made love to her, and it quickly became making love, because what he wanted in his mind with Jillian was not just sex, it was not just screwing and having a fling, which was what he had always done with Daisy prior to his involvement with Jillian. The result of that was that Daisy believed Reed was in love with her and he just hadn’t said it out loud yet.
She believed he was showing her by the way he constantly loved her and needed to be inside her like it was oxygen to him, and because he was coming inside her body every time rather than having her swallow it as he used to. He used to insist on it, but now it was the opposite. She began to tell him regularly that she loved him, and she glowed with the happiness of romance and love, and Reed grew darker inside, deeply bothered by what was happening.
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Jillian was sitting in the Japanese garden of her home,
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