“Yes.” She’s panting. Her cheeks are rosy, her skin flushed.
I toss her onto the bed. “On your stomach, now,” I order.
She does as she’s told. I lift her hips, bringing her to the edge of the bed. Dropping to my knees, I eat like a starved man. The taste of us mixed together is delicious.
I pull back and spread her cheeks, then lick between them. I feel her body shiver. I bite her cheek, then I move to the other. But the area between her cheeks needs attention, so I focus there next. I hear her moan. I can’t make outthe words.
“Miles, more,” she demands.
My tongue massages the rim of her entrance. I know this is driving her wild. I live for these moments. I want to make her feel good. I want this to be an unforgettable experience. I stand up and look at the nightstand. Coconut oil.
“Someone is prepared,” I tease her. She’s a vision. She’s a mess. My mess. “I’m going to prepare you.”
She nods in a haze of need.
“Words, Veronica.”
“Yes. Sir.”
I hopeIcan last. I put two fingers in her pussy. Then I bring them to her back entrance. “Just breathe.” I lower my other hand to her clit and begin to rub circles. I can feel her relaxing. She’s so fucking needy, and I love it. I push both fingers into her ass.
“Miles,” she whimpers.
“Yes, baby.”
“More, I need more, please.”
By dick responds. “I love it when you beg for me.”
She looks over her shoulder. She’s biting her lower lip, a clear sign that she’s enjoying this. “Fuck me”
I push my fingers in until my knuckles graze her entrance. I pick up the pace. My fingers on her clit mimic the movement of my fingers in her ass.
“I want to come.”
“Not yet.” I stop rubbing her clit and slap her ass. My fingers are buried in it. I pull them out and grab the coconut oil. I slather my cock with it. Then I spread her legs wider, making her back arch. “You’re going to be a good girl and take my cock, aren’t you?”
“Only if you’re a good boy and fuck me hard and deep.” I slap her again. Reminding her of the correct response. I mean, that was also a good response.
“Yes, sir.”
I’m ready at her back entrance, and my cock enters her one inch at a time. I hear her breathe through the discomfort, then her breaths turn into needy sounds.
“More, please.”
“Baby, I’m trying to be gentle and go slowly.”
She turns again. That fuck-me face, with the biting of the lip. “I don’t want gentle. I want hard and passionate. Now grab my hips and fuck me.”
I do as I’m told. “Hold on, baby, because you won’t be able to walk by the time I’m done with you.” I do as she says and push past the ring of muscle, bottoming out. I pull back and slam into her, eliciting a whimper.
“Don’t you dare stop, Miles. Please make this unforgettable, please.”
I pull her hair and bring her up to me. My chest to her back. We are covered in sweat, coconut oil, and cum. She wraps her arm around my neck.
“Yes, fuck, that feels amazing.” She’s smiling. “Such a good boy.”
Her praise does something to me; it is a slow-burning fuse. One word from her, and I am ready to set the world on fire just to stand in the warmth of her smile for one second longer. I wrap an arm around her waist and slap her tits with the other.
