I grip her hips and lift her so that her pussy grinds against my cock. I capture her mouth again and dry hump her.
“I want you!” I growl.
“We have fifteen minutes,” she says.
“That works,” I growl and carry her toward our bedroom.
I shut the door with my shoulder and gently lower Mila to her feet. I proceed to strip her, taking my time and seeing her as if for the first time. She helps to get the T-shirt over her head and, unable to resist, I trail kisses over the top of her tits and cleavage. Her nipples are visible through the lacy material of her bra, and I tease them with my thumbs.
With one movement, Mila snaps her bra open and shrugs it off. I inhale at the sight of her big beautiful tits. I fill my hands with them and lower my mouth to nibble on her nipples. Mila tries to hold back her cries, and they come out as soft muffled moans.
Without moving my mouth from her tits, I pull down her shorts along with her panties, and just to be sure she’s naked, I slip a hand between her legs. Her pussy is soaking wet, and this time, she lets out a scream when my thumb touches her swollen clit.
I nudge her thighs further apart and make circles on her clit with my thumb.
“So good,” she cries over and over again.
I replace my mouth with my hands and drop to my knees. I bury my head in her pussy and inhale her sweet scents. I chuckle as she grips my head and pushes it further in. I don’t need further urging. The first taste of her pussy juices and I almost creamed myself. My cock hardens painfully. She tastes of sweetness. I tease her clit, and then tongue fuck her while my hands play with her nipples.
“I want your big cock inside my pussy,” Mila says. “Now!”
“Yes, ma’am,” I say and get to my feet.
I take her hand and guide her to the bed. I feast my eyes on her luscious body as I quickly lower my boxers. Her half-closed eyes are glued on my cock, and as I join her on the bed, she raises her legs, and I arrange myself between then.
Her pussy is slick with juices, and gripping my cock with one hand, I stroke her pussy with it, teasing her. She raises her hips in an effort to push my cock inside her pussy.
“Please, Brad,” she pleads.
“Tell me what you want beautiful.” I love it when Mila talks dirty.
“I want your big cock pounding my—”
Before she completes the sentence, I drive my cock into her pussy, and she gasps.
“Fuck, Brad. Yeah.”
Her pussy sheathes my cock, and the friction is almost unbearable. I close my eyes to savor all the sensations running through me. I fuck her in hard, slow strokes and use her thighs as leverage. I push them further back, and my cock goes even deeper into her pussy. We become one person as I alternate between slowing down and speeding up. Soon, we’re both groaning and on the edge. Mila screams my name, and I reach out to clamp her mouth with my hand.
She writhes and twists, her skin coated with sweat. She looks so hot with her eyes closed and her body twisting violently. My woman. I slam into her with quick hard thrusts. It doesn’t take long before her pussy clenches around my cock.
“Fuck, Brad. I’m coming,” she moans.
Her words tip me over the edge, and I lose all control. “I’m coming too beautiful.” My voice is ragged. As my cum shoots into her pussy, my body slackens, and I shift to the side and take her with me.
I arrange her on top of me and wrap my hands around her tightly with my cock still inside her pussy. Our hearts beat in sync. I’ve never felt this close to a woman. Mila is special, and I know what we have will not end when I win the custody case.
She must feel it too. What is growing between us is special, and I, for one, want to see where it will lead us.
Chapter 24
Mila
The delicious scent of roasting steak permeates the air when I open the oven door. The steaks have a nice brown coating. Just a few more minutes, and they’ll be ready. I’ve been grinning all morning, unable to believe that soon, Jessica will be here.
It feels like a zillion years since I last saw her. I shut the oven door and put the broccoli on the stove to steam. Just then, the doorbell sounds, and my heart skips a beat. She’s here. Jessica is here.
I hurry to the front door and fling it open. A grin splits my face, and I can’t believe that I’m looking at my best friend.