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Fuck.
I’m losing control here.
“I don’t think you were ever a civilized gentleman,” she whispers, eyes flashing.
“Is that a yes?” I snarl.
“Yes,” she says, a note of bravery in her voice.
“Good, then eat up,” I tell her. “Because I’m fucking hungry.”
She giggles and we turn back to our food, both of us – I sense – stunned at comfortable we are being together already. It’s like there’s all this heat inside of us just waiting to be tapped into, as though we’ve been waiting our whole lives for this.
That’s because we have.After dinner, I can barely wait to get my hands on her.
She carries the dishes to the sink and I move up behind her, reaching around and palming her breasts, watching us in the reflection of the window. She shivers and drops the dishes in the sink, squirming against me, her ass grinding hotly against my manhood.
“I still can’t believe this is happening,” she whimpers.
“You better start believing it,” I snarl, driving harder against her ass, dry humping her until the tension in my manhood feels like it’s going to send a wildfire scorching through me. “Where’s your bedroom?”
“Upstairs, first door on the right. Let me just check on Lava then I’ll be up, kay?”
“O-fucking-kay,” I growl.
She smiles at me in the window. “You’re an animal, Markus.
“Yes,” I tell her, “I am.”
I walk up the stairs to her bedroom, that suspicion still niggling at the edge of my mind.
She’ll tell you in her own time. Don’t push her.
No—I’d never do that.
And I get to taste her.
That’s all I need, for now, just to see if her soaked slit is as tangy as her lips if I can feel her eagerness to give me a child in the juices I’m going to greedily slurp from her squirting lips.
I walk into her bedroom, the bed a bit ruffled and unmade, her bookshelf showing thrillers, cookbooks, and autobiographies from chefs. There’s a small ensuite, well kept. I splash some water on my face and look at myself in the mirror, my eyes feral but focused.
Ready.
I love how casually messy her room is. It’s not over the top, but it shows that she’s not as chronically neat as I am, and that’s a welcome change.
Partners need to level each other out, don’t they?
I try to stop this train of thought, but it barrels ahead until in my mind we’ve already got a house full of children’s laughter and a white picket fence, things I didn’t even know I wanted until I laid eyes on my Millie.
I pause when I spot her pink panties on the floor, all crumpled up, the sight of them filling me with the insane urge to lift them to my face and inhale, to get as close to her tasty honey hot as possible. I fight the urge, chuckling grimly at myself. I’m not about to become some panty-sniffing weirdo.
But the urge is there.
The things this woman does to me.
Finally, she walks into the room, lit with the soft lamplight I turned on when I came in.
“Shut the door,” I tell her. “Lock it. I don’t want anybody interrupting us.”
“Okay,” she whispers, turning to do as I say.
The moment I hear the click of the door, I surge over to her and grip her by those amazingly curvy hips.
Her delicious whimper tells me everything I need to know as I guide her to the bed, squeezing with more possessive force each moment. Not hurting her – I’d die before I did that – but letting her know that she’s mine, every single part of her.
“Fucking hell,” I snarl as she lies back on the bed, her legs spilling apart for me, thick and gorgeous despite the denim imprisoning them. “Do you have any idea how sexy you are?”
She props herself on her elbows, causing her breasts to jiggle illustriously.
“Um, no,” she giggles. “Do you have any idea how manly you are?”
I smirk and fall to my knees, sliding my hands up her thighs and quickly unbuckling her belt. My hands can’t move fast enough as I tear down her pants and her panties, all tangled together, yanking them free so that her socks come with them.
Then I lean back, staring, utterly captivated with the sight of her bare wet pussy waiting for me to lick every drop from it. Her thighs are as thick and juicy as I knew they’d be, her skin sinfully goose pimpled, ready for my touch.
I feel like a beast who’s returned to his cave after a long fruitless hunt … only to find that my meal was waiting for me here the whole time.
Her scent fills the air, pulling me toward her, a pheromone I could never ignore.
I lean close to her center, breathing deeper each moment, inhaling all of her. Closer, until my mouth is pressed right up against her pussy and she lets out a shivering noise, half-shy, but with the sex goddess she’ll become lingering beneath the noise.
