“Shit.” I stopped moving and looked at her sheepishly. “Um…are you on the pill?”
Please say yes…please say yes…please say yes and then also be all right with me coming inside of you…please, please, please…
Milena rolled her eyes.
“Yes,” she said with a bit of snark. “I thought you were a man-whore. What man-whore doesn’t have a box of condoms on him at any given time?”
“One that can’t stop thinking about you,” I replied. “I wasn’t exactly expecting to see you there.”
She eyed me a little dubiously, and it made my chest hurt.
“I wouldn’t lie,” I whispered. “Not to you – not ever.”
Her sparkling eyes widened for a moment, and she reached out with her hand to brush her fingers across my cheek.
“You mean that, don’t you?”
“With my soul,” I told her. “With everything that means anything, I swear it.”
We kissed again with our naked bodies lined up on the bed next to each other. My hands explored her skin, and she gripped my shoulders and arms with her fingers. Eventually, I rolled over and covered her, my mouth leaving hers and moving slowly down her body.
I licked and sucked at her nipples as her fingers dug into my hair. My heart pounded along with my cock, but all I really wanted to do was make her feel fantastic. At least I knew exactly what needed to be done in that department.
Moving back up to her neck, I nestled against her ear.
“I’m going to make you feel so good,” I swore to her, “that you’re going to not just scream my name, but forget yours.”
“Jesus, Nick…”
Dropping back down her shoulder and between her breasts, I began to trail kisses across her hipbones and flicked her skin with my tongue. I nuzzled against her navel, then moved lower and wrapped my arms around the underside of her thighs.
“Are you…?”
I raised an eyebrow at her as I dropped my head and tasted.
“Nick…” she moaned.
Humming against her warm lips, my tongue found her opening and slid inside, swirling around in her and then returning to circle her clit as her hips bucked against my hands. I held firmly, keeping her ass to the bed as my lips and tongue worked her over. I added my fingers, sliding inside of her and feeling how warm and wet she was. My cock throbbed, wanting and needing to be in her. It wasn’t long before she was panting and moaning, her legs and hips wrestling with me on the bed as I held her firmly in place and watched her.
Her eyes were closed and her head pressed back against the pillow, and she was incredibly beautiful. I’d always enjoyed watching a woman come, but this was more like some kid of religious experience. Her mouth was partially open, and though she didn’t actually scream or anything, her moan turned more high-pitched as her hips tilted upward, and she shuddered around my fingers in ecstasy.
I continued to run my tongue around her clit as she came down, just with a little less pressure. As her hips dropped back to the mattress, I kissed up the center of her body, stopping to run my tongue over a nipple as my fingers stroked her a few more times.
My hand retracted from her body and wrapped around my shaft to guide it inside of her. As soon as the head came into contact with the warmth, I had to pull back.
“What's wrong?” Milena asked in a hushed voice.
“Too good,” I said. “You feel so fucking good inside, I'm going to lose it.”
Placing my hand beside her on the bed, I thought about baseball and soccer and dead puppies until I was under control again. I wasn’t going to screw this up.
Taking my cock back in my hand, I looked to her to make sure she was still ready. She offered me a small nod, and I eased forward.
It was as cliché as Chicago and the mob, but being inside of her was like nothing I had ever felt before. Far beyond the physical feeling of being inside of a woman, my mind was literally quaking with the sensation. It was screaming at me – “Yes! Yes! Yes!” as I buried myself completely and then just held myself there.
Milena’s hands moved up my arms and past my neck to palm the sides of my face. She brought my hea
d to hers and kissed me as her legs wrapped tightly around my hips.