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I stare at the plate of ‘sushi,’ but most of it is cooked, not raw, so no wonder I like it.
“I’m not sure you can call this sushi.”
“We have to start with baby steps. I’ll get you to be more adventurous eventually.”
I scourer over the sushi pieces. “Where are the raw ones?”
She points to the corner closest to her. I pick up my chopsticks and get one of the pieces.
“You’re going to try one?”
I nod.
“Close your eyes when you do.”
I scrunch my nose in confusion but do as she says, not sure how this will help. I pop the bite into my mouth, feeling the cool, salty, fishiness of the bite. At the same time, I feel her lips come down on my throat as I swallow.
I moan as the bite goes down.
I open my eyes and find Millie straddling my lap.
“What are you doing?”
“Making sure you have a good experience with sushi. Did you like it?”
“I’ll eat sushi all day if it means you’ll kiss my throat like that.”
Her eyes darken. “I changed my mind.”
“About what?”
“I can’t wait until after dinner.” She grabs my neck as her lips land on my mouth harshly, like there is no possible way she can get enough of my lips and tongue.
I grab onto her hips, yanking her body tight against mine as I kiss her back. I love that she’s always pushing me to try new things, but right now, all I want is her—just her.
I wish I could say the words, but for now, my kisses will have to do. Kisses that I’m addicted to. These kisses are the only thing keeping me sane right now.
Her hips start moving, grinding over my lap as her body craves more.
I lift my hips, pushing my erection into her, wanting her to feel as good as she possibly can. The moment is full of frenzy and lust. This moment very much feels like before, when we broke the table.
“Don’t break the table,” Millie says with heavy breaths as she keeps kissing me as I lift her up.
“We won’t.” But I also know there is no way I’ll make it to the bedroom either. I need inside her.
Thank God she’s wearing a dress. And when I slide my hand up her inner thigh, I realize she has no panties either. I spread her wetness around as I lift her up, trying to find a place to fuck her without having to wait.
Her fingers are already fumbling at my zipper, trying to get my pants down. And then she’s reaching into my pants and grabs my cock.
I growl as she takes hold of me. There is no way we are making it to the bedroom.
I press her back against the wall as I push my pants down with a gleam in my eye. “Good thing my ankle is all better, so I can do this.”
My cock pushes at her entrance as she holds on tightly to my body. She arches her back and moans as I push deeper.
Then our mouths are locked together again. Her hands fist my hair, and I pound into her, pushing her closer and closer to her orgasm while chasing my own. I can’t get enough of this woman.
I’ve fucked dozens of women over the years to the point that my friends and family have thought of me as a manwhore. But none of the women I’ve been with come close to making me feel the way I do when I’m with Millie.
