#adaisy

The Present

He drives hard and fast and deep inside of her and she bites the swell of his arm to keep from screaming out as he filled her with him. He was so massive, and so tall that for a minute she was afraid he was going to tear her apart.

“Daisy.”

But then he spoke her name. Her name in his voice, that solid deep baritone that kept her tethered to the ground since this all began. 

And her legs open wide and she takes him, and more and more and more of him until there was nothing of him left to take and she hardly knew where she ended and where he began. 

“Daisy” He repeats as he trails his lips from her forehead, to her nose, to her cheek and captures her mouth in his, the intimacy of his kiss the slow cadence of it a stark contrast with the way his hips piston into hers, driving her wild with want and need. 

Her arms tighten around him as he drags her up, his strong arms roped around her back, her breasts against his chest and her legs splayed wide open against his thighs and this new position drives him impossibly deeper into her, and he’s touching places no one else had ever touched before. 

“Oh, fucking hell Adam.”

He thrusts up into her and she loses all sense of who and where and what she was, and there was only Adam

She presses her mouth to his, a wet, sloppy open mouthed kiss as her fingers tighten in his hair and she tightens around him, taking all from him, in a paroxysmal form of ecstasy.

He shudders from her release and with a groan, buries his forehead in her neck as he comes and fills her, and fills her and fills her until she was all Adam. 

He shivers as he comes down from his high, as his arms tighten around her body and she pushes him down, down on to her bed, refusing to release him from within her even as he softens inside of her. 

And he smiles at her, that rare and beautiful smile he never shows anyone but her, and his hair is sweaty and plastered to his face and his hands, his beautiful hands graze the sides of her breasts and suddenly she’s there again, in that raging inferno where she needed him, him and more him because let’s be honest the second she saw Adam Driver - she knew they’d end up here like this one day. 

“I love you.”

And he stills and he freezes as her mouth whispers it against his ear, as she starts to ride him, and he holds her hips, hard enough they’ll bruise and his eyes grow stormy, his pupils blown wide and for a second she’s afraid... that she shouldn’t have said it, because he’s married and she’s engaged and-

All thought slips from her mouth as Adam rears up and captures her mouth in his, his arms crushing her to him and she can’t breathe and he’s pumping his cock into her and it was too deep and fast and too much until he pulls away and with a ragged breath and anguish in his eyes he cups her face with his hands and says “I love you Daisy.”

And she comes undone around him, as his mouth suckles at her breast, over her heart and she knows she won’t, not ever regret this.

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2014

“Adam Driver, pleasure to meet you.”

His hands were large and if he wanted to he can crush her. 

But there was a knowing in her when the skin of her palms touched his. 

“Daisy Ridley. Bloody hell you’re huge.”

The stoic lines of his face melts as he gives her an awkward smile and why... she didn’t know why she didn’t see it before - he was actually a very attractive, very massive guy. 

“Yeah, I haven’t actually stopped my growth spurt yet.”

She realized she hasn’t let go of his hand. 

And neither has he.