Time for Love , The McCarthys of Gansett Island, Book 9 Read Online Free Page A

close enough to him as the throb between her legs intensified. “David…”
    “What, honey? Tell me what you need.”
    She’d never been very good at telling men what she needed, and now was no exception. “I don’t know.” Moaning, she rested her forehead on his shoulder. “I don’t know.”
    “Move against me.” With his hands on her hips, he urged her to move against the hard column of his erection.  
    “Does it feel good for you, too?” she asked, trying not to pant like a brazen hussy, which was exactly how she felt at the moment. But she was too aroused to care.
    “So good. Could I touch you?”
    “Yes, yes. Please.”
    He found the hem of her top and dipped his fingers underneath, drawing a gasp from her when he made contact with her back. Leaving a trail of sensation, he worked his way up, releasing the clasp on her bra as he went. “Still okay?”
    “Mmm.” With her head on his shoulder, she breathed in the clean, fresh scent of him as his hands moved over her ribs, his thumbs teasing the underside of her breasts. She was on the verge of begging, but the words froze on her tongue when he filled his hands with her breasts. “ Oh .”
    “Still good?”
    “So good. Don’t stop.”
    “Kiss me.”
    Daisy raised her head and brought her lips down on his right as his fingers found her nipples, rolling and squeezing ever so gently. The combination triggered a powerful orgasm. Luckily, his lips muffled the sound or she might’ve woken the kids.
    Completely undone by the experience, she collapsed against him, her breasts still pressed against his warm hands.  
    “Feel better?” he whispered, making her smile.
    “So much better,” she said through panting breaths. “As soon as my head stops spinning, I’d be happy to return the favor.”
    “No need.”
    She found the strength to raise her head and meet his gaze. “I know I don’t have to. What if I want to?”
    The pounding of heavy footsteps on the stairs to Maddie’s deck had Daisy scrambling off his lap and attempting to right her clothes and hair before they were caught fooling around on her friend’s sofa.  
    David drew a pillow over his lap, making her giggle.
    His face flushed with embarrassment. “Glad you find it so funny. I feel like I’m fifteen.”
    By the time Mac and Maddie came through the door, Daisy and David were sitting on the sofa, the picture of innocence as Jake and Anne went at it on TV.  
    “Home already?” Daisy asked them as she took note of Maddie’s glassy eyes. “And together?” As far as she knew, they’d been out separately with their friends.
    Mac zeroed right on David sitting next to her, but didn’t say anything.
    “They crashed us again ,” Maddie said, her words slurring ever so slightly. “They always crash our girls’ night.”
    “It’s a good thing we did.” Mac held his wife against him, which Daisy suspected was critical to her remaining upright. “ Someone had a tad bit too much champagne.”
    “I had just enough champagne,” Maddie said with a goofy smile. “It’s put me in a really good mood.”
    “Hush,” Mac said. “Let me get her to bed, and then I’ll give you a ride home, Daisy.”
    “I’d be happy to take her,” David said.
    Mac looked at David for such a long time that Daisy wondered what he was thinking. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
    “Not at all. I’m going that way anyway.”
    “Okay by you, Daisy?” Mac asked.
    “Of course.”
    “How were my babies?” Maddie asked, hiccupping softly.
    “They were great. Thomas wasn’t too keen on sleeping for a while, but I think he’s out now.”
    “Thank you for staying with them. I owe you.”
    Daisy waved a hand in protest. “No, you don’t. Go to bed. We’ll see ourselves out.” As Mac ushered his wife upstairs, Daisy stood on wobbly legs and was grateful for the hand David placed on her elbow until she steadied herself.  
    “I just need one minute,” she said. “Be right back.” She went into