Pushing me up, she glances at my crotch. Without skipping a beat, she reaches forward and starts massaging my cock while I sit on my knees, letting this gorgeous woman get her fill of me.
“Milly. Clothes. Off,” I say between clenched teeth.
Taking my demand the wrong way, she tugs on my boxer briefs and forces me to take them off before pushing me back on my ass and positioning herself between my legs. She grips my cock in one hand and presses her other hand against my thigh right before lowering her mouth to the tip.
It’s not the first time she’s swirled her tongue along the head, or the first time she’s taken me all the way in her mouth, or the first time she’s made me black out from how hard she’s made me come with her mouth, but tonight, it’s going to be different.
I let her suck me for about two seconds before I’m pulling away and attacking her body with my hands, undoing her bra and ripping off her thong. I flip her on her stomach and make her spread her legs wide. I take her arms and stretch them above her head.
“Wh-what are you doing?” she asks, sounding nervous.
I soothe my hand over her back and say, “Taking full advantage of your body.” Before she can ask more questions, I bring my lips to her skin and start working them across her shoulders and down her back. In a matter of seconds, her flesh erupts with goose bumps and I can only imagine how wet she’s getting.
My girl gets turned on quickly, and it’s sexy as fuck. It doesn’t take much to get her ready, to make her soaking wet and primed for me.
I want to see how hot I can make her, so I bring my hand to her thighs and drag my fingers up to her ass, repeating the motion over and over again while my mouth continues to press kisses across her back.
With each pass of my fingers, I bring them higher and higher, closer to her middle, until I’m caressing her ass. The first pass over her crack makes her grip the sheets and a sweet, light moan fall from her lips. The second pass causes her to moan out my name.
The third pass . . . her legs spread wider.
“That’s sexy as shit, Milly.”
“You’re going to destroy me, aren’t you? You’re going to make me wait forever.”
“I’m just seeing how wet I can make you.”
“No need to wait,” she says, her voice strained as I come close to her pussy with my fingers. “I’m already desperate for you.”
“Yeah?” I lower my fingers until I test her arousal.
She’s right, she’s so goddamn wet.
Without even asking, she lifts her pelvis up and balances on her knees, opening up to me. “Please,” she begs. “I’m throbbing so hard. I need release.”
How can I deny my girl what she wants?
I release my lips from her back and position myself right behind her. I raise her hips even higher, spread her lips, and then press my tongue against her clit.
“Oh God,” she shouts, her hands falling to the pillow that she brings to her head to muffle her cries.
I swipe again and her hips buck. “Carson, oh Jesus, wh-what are you doing?”
“Eating you out, what does it feel like?” I bring my mouth back to her clit and suck on it. She screams into the pillow and my erection surges against my stomach.
I have to make this really fucking quick. I’m not going to last long.
In intermittent strokes and sucks, I play with her clit, using my mouth as a lethal weapon until she’s crying out so loud that her voice starts to echo against her now bare walls.
“Please, oh God, I’m going to come,” she announces right before a wave of arousal hits her and she’s moving her pelvis against my tongue, working out her own orgasm. It’s raw and hot and nothing I’ve ever experienced. She cries into her pillow and collapses in a heap of post-orgasm bliss.
Hard as a goddamn stone, I pull a condom from my bag next to the bed, sheath myself, and flip her over. Her breasts sway with her movements and I consider playing with them for a little bit, but if I don’t get inside her right now, I literally might die.
“Milly?” She opens her eyes and sees me hovering above her. “Please tell me I can get inside you now.”
She doesn’t answer, instead, she spreads her legs and reaches down to my cock. She guides me to her entrance and with what little control I have left, I guide myself in, the entire time trying to focus on every last inch.
“Oh, Carson.” Her eyes widen. “Oh you feel . . . oh Jesus, you feel so good.”
“You feel so . . . goddamn perfect,” I grit out, my control snapping with every inch. “Shit, Milly. I want to go slow, but it’s not going to happen. I need to fuck you.”
“I need you to fuck me too,” she says, surprising the hell out of me.
I lean down and press a light kiss across her lips. “I’ll be slow next time.”
She kisses me back and loops her feet around my calves. I give her a few more kisses before I start thrusting. I’m slow for a second—one fucking second—until my hips start to piston in and out of her. I prop myself up on my hands, my muscles straining, her moans spurring me on, making me go deeper and deeper until I bottom out.
The first hit is like tapping into euphoria.
The second creates a bolt of white-hot bliss straight through my balls.
“Fuck, I’m going to come.”
She doesn’t answer me as her own orgasm takes her. Her fingers dig into my skin and our hips move together, her pleasure spurring mine on until I’m coming so goddamn hard I can’t see anything. All I can feel is the indescribable feeling of my orgasm ripping and tearing through every last inch of my body.
“Oh fuck, fuck,” I groan, spilling inside her.
My hips slow down but don’t fully stop. I don’t want to stop yet. I want to feel her wrapped around me, like a glove, like we were made for each other.
Her arms loop around my neck and her mouth finds mine. Together, we make out, our tongues greedy, our arms desperately clinging to one another, and our pelvises still connected. Desperation to stay close flows between us, the need to become one taking over.
And while our mouths explore each other after the most intense orgasm of my life, I realize that Milly isn’t just it for me. She’s my soul mate, put on this earth to be by my side and for me to be by hers.
I love this girl, hard.
So fucking hard.
And even though the road ahead might be a challenge depending on where I’m drafted and where Milly ends up, I know we’re going to make it. I saw our future tonight in the love between Milly’s parents. It was in the way they looked at each other, with deep respect, with frequent amusement, and with genuine, selfless love. It was in the way they listened to each other, that even after twenty-something years together, nothing was assumed. That’s what Milly’s known for her whole life, so that’s what she expects . . . and deserves. And I know, with all my fucking heart, that I won’t rest until we have that. Tonight, she let me inside her body, but I’m hoping I’m already inside her heart, because I know she already owns mine. The bond we have, this connection, it’s what the greatest loves stories are made of. It’s what I want our story to be made of.
Chapter Fifty-Eight
MILLY