The hand inside her panties slides lower and lower until my fingers find the warmth of her split.
My fingers slide between her folds, warming in her juices. My cock grows another two inches knowing how much honey she’s made for me. “Oh, baby, if you could only know what it means to have you so wet for me.”
My mouth lands somewhere below her navel and I feel her body softly jerk. I murmur sweet and dirty words against the soft skin of her lower belly, punctuating my words with small reassuring kisses. “My girl. My good girl with the sweet, juicy pussy. That pussy belongs to me. All for me and nobody else.” When her breath calms, she tugs off her pants for me.
“All for you, David.”
I growl and kiss my way lower and lower, reveling in the sounds of her voice and her breath catching.
Millie’s fingertips scrape across my scalp, sending tingles through me so intense I have to work to remain focused. “After the first time I ever heard your voice, I bought my first vibrator. Almost every morning after work, before I go to sleep, the memory of your voice gives me an orgasm.”
I’m so floored, I nearly fall right off the tiny little bed. To process what she’s told me, I pause what I’m doing, but probably take a minute too long, because I can see on Millie’s sweet, innocent face that she thinks I’m having second thoughts. No way can I allow her to think that. I come back up to face level and devour her mouth again, pulling her close to me and whispering in her ear. “I’m just a man, and I’m real, and I’m not going anywhere if you’ll let me stay with you.”
Her delicate fingers playing against my chest and abs nearly send me off a cliff of pleasure, and I have to grit my teeth and growl to hold myself together.
“David. I need you. Now.” Her hand is dangerously close to my cock, and my cock is desperate for some touch.
“You want to touch it? See it? Go ahead and take it out. It’s large for you, sweetheart.”
Her breath hitches and she pulls it out. I help by tugging down my boxer briefs. My cock springs free with a heavy whap against my abdomen.
“Oh!” she gasps before her mouth spreads into a wide, wicked smile. I look down between us and see her fingers hovering over it. “Wow.”
“Touch it. Play with it. Slap it. Don’t be scared; it’s just a dick.”
“It’s so…red. And it keeps moving when I talk. Does it hurt?”
I laugh and kiss her with my tongue. “It likes the sound of your voice. Nah, it doesn't hurt. It just really, really wants inside you now.”
Her hand grips my shaft, and I suck in a huge breath. God, she’s delicate and firm at the same time. All this time, her touch is exactly what I’ve been missing. My cock is so happy I have to control my urge to thrust mightily into her two hands that circle it.
“Fuck,” I groan. “Dammit. I don’t have a condom. Sorry, baby, I can honestly say I wasn’t expecting tonight to go like this. It’s OK. Stay still and let me pleasure you.”
She only moans out my name but I don’t hear the rest as I paint a wet trail of kisses down her chest, over her tummy and finally land my mouth between her legs.
Her hips arc upward abruptly, as if she was not expecting this move.
My thumbs slowly spread open her folds; her gleaming pink wetness provokes me to praise any and all deities above or below who may have taken part in creating this unbelievably sexy woman. I take her heat like I’m dying of thirst, her sweet slickness trembling and dripping with every kiss, every moan, every lick. I let her juices fill me, heal me, obliterating any memory of ever tasting another.
“Sweetheart, hold on to something. I’m gonna suck your clit into my mouth.”
I glance upward and she throws her head back, her teeth biting down on one full, rosy lip. Her fingers latch into the fake brass miniature headboard. I follow through on my promise and gently suck her clit into my mouth with a deep tonguing kiss. My sweet Millie’s hips launch into me. She’s crying out, wriggling and moaning in pleasure. My mouth fully lavishes her clit with the attention it deserves, bathing it with my tongue and sucking it into my mouth over and over again with heavy, loud, sucking noises. She tastes like heaven and I can’t get enough.
Millie’s hips rise up off the duvet again, and I take the opportunity to hold her with both arms and pull her hips as tight to me as I can.
As far as I’m concerned, no reason exists why her body should not be fused into mine, at any time of day or night. I don’t need water, or food, or sunlight. I just need her.
When I feel she’s close to coming, I slip one finger inside her pussy, gently stretching. Her moans a
nd pants increase.
“More,” she breathes.
Two fingers enter, stretching her out for my cock.
My probing fingers and my mouth on her clit is finally too much. She shouts my name through a bone-rattling orgasm while her body clenches down on my fingers. I rise up and hold her tight against my body, steadying her while wave after wave hits her, spasming around my two fingers still deep inside her.
I rumble against the soft skin of her neck. “Do you want to know what you taste like?”