“Women like her.”
I let out an irritated huff, because she couldn’t be further from the truth. Clutching both her hands in mine, I lock eyes with Mila, my desperation spilling over. I need her to see it, tofeelthe truth in my eyes, because nothing I say will matter if she doesn’t.
“Baby, I can tell you right now, with 100% honesty, thatyouare everything I want.
Don’t let her bullshit get to you. She only said those things to hurt you because she’s always been jealous and insecure. She can’t stand the fact that someone else is making me happy—happier than I’ve ever been.”
“I’m sorry for bringing it up,”she says, her voice so soft it’s almost a whisper.“I knew she was lying the moment the words left her mouth. I just wanted to get it off my chest.”
There’s a weariness in her eyes, almost sad and heavy, as though the burden of everything that’s happened recently is all catching up to her. For a small moment, I wonder if dating again, so soon after the end of her last relationship, is beginning to wear on her. But then I think of the changes I’ve seen over the past few weeks. There’s a fire in her now that I hadn’t seen before. She seems more like herself with each passing day—happier, freer. And if I’m being honest, I like to think I had a part in that.
She lets out a sharp sigh. I can tell there’s still so much weighing on her mind, even if she’s trying hard to hide it.
“Come here.” I hold out my hand, and she takes it willingly. I pull her into my lap, her knees settling on either side of my thighs as her arms loop around my neck. “You are more than enough, do you hear me? What I feel for you is stronger, more real, more electrifying than anything I’ve ever felt. And yeah, I know it’s still early, but if I’m feeling this much for you now, I can only imagine how deep it’ll run months or even years from now.”
Her soft, delicate hands frame my face as she leans down to kiss me. It’s sweet and tender, just like everything about her. I pull her closer against me as I deepen the kiss. She lets out a breathy moan, and I feel myself beginning to thicken beneath my trackpants.
“I don’t want to talk anymore, Jason. Just take me to bed,” she whispers, her voice dripping with heat as her tongue traces the shell of my ear, sending a jolt of pleasure through me.
I lift us off the couch, my hands gripping the curves of her arse as I carry her upstairs to my bedroom. The moment we reach the king-size bed, I toss her onto the mattress. She lets out a smallgiggle, then shuffles back until her head is nearly touching the bedhead.
My hungry eyes trail down her body, still clad in my shirt and a pair of black boyshorts. It’s almost hard to believe that this is the same girl who used to follow her big sister everywhere like an adorable little kitten. There’s no trace of that curious teen anymore. Now lying in front of me is a stunning, confident young woman—one who knows exactly how to bring a grown man to his knees with nothing more than a look, a touch, a single breath.
I slowly peel off each piece of clothing, never taking my eyes off her as she watches from the bed, propped up on her elbows. By the time I’m standing in front of her, completely bare, my erection is practically throbbing and hard as stone. That’s the effect Mila has on me.
“God, Jason. Do you even realise how sexy you are?” She shakes her head slowly, a dazed smile forming, as though the sight of me shouldn’t even be real.
I chuckle low in my throat as I gradually creep towards her. With careful hands, I ease the oversized shirt over her head, pressing soft, lingering kisses along her tight stomach and up the smooth valley between her breasts. Then I slide her out of her boyshorts, revealing her fully naked beneath me, beautiful, enticing, and all mine.
There’s not a single part of her body I haven’t touched, kissed, or tasted, and I’d spend the rest of my life doing it again and again—my sweet addiction.
I ease her legs farther apart and slowly settle my body between them, capturing her mouth in another heated kiss. She writhes and whimpers beneath me, and it only fuels my hunger for her. With a strong craving to taste her again, I push off and drop beside her, landing on my back with a soft thud. “Get on top, baby. Sit on my face. I have to taste that sweet pussy again.”
She moves as instructed, shifting her body so that she’s straddling my face, her hands braced against my chest for balance. When her smooth, glossy core settles over my head, I loop my arms around her thighs, pulling her closer to my mouth and slide my tongue along her soft, warm folds. Low, breathy moans escape into the air as I lick and suck on her swollen clit, feasting on her like a starving wild animal.
Her juices coat my mouth and chin, wishing I could just bathe in her arousal all day long. I can feel her getting slicker as she grinds and circles her hips on my face, trying desperately to chase her orgasm. While lost in her sweet taste and aroma, I’m caught off guard when she suddenly leans down and slides my cock into her warm mouth, so we’re in a sixty-nine position.
“Fuck!” I growl, my eyes practically rolling to the back of my head.
The room quickly fills with the sounds of breathless groans and wet, eager strokes as we lose ourselves in each other, giving and taking all at once.
Mila’s grinding quickens, her movements growing more desperate until, with a sharp loud cry, she releases my cock with a soft pop. “Oh my God. I’m fucking cumming!” Her beautiful sinful body trembles as she reaches an all-consuming orgasm, my tongue lapping up every drop of her arousal.
When she can’t endure anymore, she quickly lifts her hips, then slowly glides down my body, until her centre is right on top of my pelvis in a reverse cowgirl position. She peers over her shoulder at me with a wicked glint in her eyes. “Just lie back, baby... and enjoy the show.”
I lace my fingers behind my head, eyes fixed on her as she reaches for my cock and positions me at her entrance. Once I’m exactly where she wants, she slowly sinks down my shaft, until I’m completely buried deep inside her.
With her legs curled on either side of my thighs, she leans forward, gripping my calves for support and starts to rock slowly. Her plump, luscious arse bounces with every thrust, jiggling in the most fucking addictive way. I can’t help but give it a little slap or two.
My gaze lowers to where my thick length slide perfectly in and out of her slick pussy as she rocks her hips faster and harder. Massaging her soft, full cheeks with my palms, I gently spread them open, circling my thumb around her tight little hole. She throws her head back, gasping in pure pleasure as she rides me withunrestrained rhythm. Minutes later, she lets out an agonised wail as she cums for the second time tonight.
Her movements gradually slow as she comes back down from her climax, but my greedy cock is eager for its own release. So, without breaking our connection, I lift us upright and shift our position—my knees sinking into the mattress behind her as she eases onto all fours, open and waiting beneath me.
Gripping her hips, I pull out then drive my cock back into her with such force she collapses forward, her cheek pressing into the mattress with a grunt.
I raise her hips higher and deliver a sharp slap to her arse, drawing a high-pitched squeal from her lips. She starts to push herself up, but I quickly pin her back down with a palm between her shoulder blades.
“Uh-uh. Stay down, baby. I want to see you like this.” Without breathing another word, I start fucking her, fierce and deep, a rhythm so wild and relentless, it has her screaming my name into the mattress.
