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“Yeah.” Nodding, he cleaned his mouth with the dinner napkin that had been in his lap. After tossing it on the table, he slid his chair backward, eyes never leaving mine. “I know that fucking look.”
“I almost thought you’d lost your telepathy abilities. You couldn’t read me.”
“For a few months, there, the signal was interrupted. The wires were crossed. I couldn’t quite get the messages you were sending. Never again, though. Now that the connection has been restored, I’ll be damned if I lost it again.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah,” he assured me, loosening his belt.
Taking a peek around the empty room, my anxiety rose along with my temperature.
“Milo.”
I watched from afar as his dick sprung from his pants.
“Baby.”
“Baby, shit,” he fussed.
“We can’t.”
“Yes we can and yes we will.”
The low groan that left his mouth as he wrapped his hand around his pole left me breathless.
“If Nature wants her nigga’s dick, then Nature gets her nigga’s dick. No matter the place… no matter the time… no matter the situation… it’s yours to have.”
I swallowed back the mound of saliva that piled in my mouth. Afraid I’d miss something, I refused to blink. His erection was as beautiful as he was.
“Come ’er, Nay,” he groaned, still fisting his dick.
“Milo, please.”
“Come ’er, Nature. You’re going to regret it if I have to get up, baby. Not even the Lord Himself will be able to pull me up off you.”
Taking heed, I stood straight, smoothing the wrinkles out of my dress.
“Take that off,” he instructed.
Taking a look around the empty room, my thoughts moved a mile a minute.
“Nobody’s here. It’s just you and me.”
His reminder made the decision easier. Slowly, I lifted the dress with my fingertips until it was over my head completely. My nipples tingled as they began to release milk. The pads I’d strapped to them filled quickly.
“Take them off.”
He nodded toward my panties. My focus was altered as I tried splitting it between Milo’s hard dick and not falling flat on my face trying to get out of my thong. Somehow, someway, I managed, never taking my eyes off him.
“Those, too,” he said, nodding toward my breasts.
“They’ll leak.”
“Those, too,” he repeated.
Following orders, I removed the nursing pads one by one. To my surprise, milk didn’t spill from them.
“Now, come ’er.”
