Page 26 of The Frock Up
"I love you," I bit out, my eyes rolling back in my head. "You're the only one for me, Millie. Just you, sweetness. Just—"
She pulled free, rolling the condom down my cock, her smile bright in the dim light.
"Maybe wait till after we've consummated to decide if you want to propose," she whispered, sending me a wink.
Oh, baby. Don't you know I'd marry you tonight if I could?
I helped her stand, my hands cupping her bottom lifting her up, helping position her against the wall, her legs wrapping tight around my waist. "Ready?"
She nodded, her body tensing for my intrusion.
"Guide me in, sweetness."
With wide eyes, Millie reached down, lining me up. I worked myself inside her, both of us groaning as I breached her entrance.
"Fuck, Millie." I dropped a hot kiss to her mouth, nearly cross-eyed as her body began to welcome me. "Perfect for me. Fucking perfect."
"Gonna move," I told her, need tingling at the small of my back. "Ready?"
She nodded, her arms and legs tightening around me as her pussy melted, welcoming my length.
I pulled back, thrusting in with violent intention.
"Ash!" Her body arching into mine.
"Right here," I grunted, gritting my teeth, determined to make this perfect for my woman. "Open for me, sweetness. Let me fill your pretty little pussy."
I rode her hard, fucking into her with ruthless brutality, determined to mark her, to brand her as mine.
"Fuck," I groaned as I felt her orgasm rip through her, her pussy milking my cock in the tightest, most pleasurable experience known to man. "Millie!"
I came, spilling inside her, unable to see straight.
Spent, I collapsed against the wall, leaning her back against it, holding us both up for a long moment, our skin cooling.
"Ash?"
"Mm?" I murmured, pressing kisses against the sensitive skin at her neck.
"At least we didn't need to struggle with a zipper."
For a moment I had no idea what she was talking about, then it registered—the fucking dress.
I laughed as I pressed a kiss to her smiling lips.
"Cheeky minx." I squeezed her tight then let her slip down my body, enjoying the feel of her against me. "Let's head to your place. I want to try that again—but with a bed this time."
Chapter Twelve
Millie
"And then?" Keiko asked, her eyes wide as she stared at me, sucking down a green juice.
"And then he took me home, ripped my dress off me, and we made love until the early morning." I sighed, my heart giving a happy little skip at the memory. "He had to leave early for a work meeting but made me coffee and toast and promised to call after lunch."
Keiko groaned, laying a hand over her eyes dramatically. "Be still my heart. Does he have a brother?"
"Actually, a few—but two are still at home."
