Page 50 of The Only Time

I grab her leg and pull her towards me until her body is against mine and cover her mouth hungrily. I want her to taste herself on me. She reaches down and grabs my shirt and helps me get it off. Her eyes drink me in, dragging up and down my chest and abs.

“Do you like what you see?” I ask, loving the attention she’s giving me.

She bites her lip and smiles. “I don’t understand how you look like that. I haven’t seen you work out once since I’ve been here.”

“Not sure if you remember, but I sliced my arm open. Working out hasn’t been possible.”

“Oh, right,” she laughs.

My dick is uncomfortably hard. Never have I felt like I would die if I didn’t have someone, but it’s starting to feel like that. I rub my hand against myself through my pants, hoping for some relief. She presses her lips against mine. Our tongues tangle together while her hand reaches down and grabs my dick. I groan as I push my hips forward into her hands. I need more.

Luckily, she starts to unbuckle my belt and I’m kicking off my pants and boxers within seconds.

“Spread those legs again for me, baby,” I tell her as I push both feet to the counter this time. “I need to take you right here, right now before I lose it.”

I grab the wallet out of my pants and take the condom I stash in there out. As soon as I’m covered, I stand between her legs.

She’s leaning back on her hands, her slick pussy proudly on display. My heart beats erratically in my chest as I swallow slowly.

I line my dick up and slowly push inside of her. My eyes struggle to stay open, but I don’t want to tear them away from where we are connected. When I bottom out, I steal a glance at her. Her face takes my breath away.

My hands grip each of her knees and push her legs up to her chest as I pull out then push back in a bit faster this time. I build up a rhythm until I have a good pace, slowly pulling out and then slamming back in.

I can feel her walls start to squeeze my dick, and I know we’re both close.

“That’s it. I feel that pussy ready to explode. You gonna come all over my dick, Mia?” I ask as I pick up the pace.

“Ahhh,” she yells, “yes, I’m coming!”

I push her knees out and fuck her hard, her hands on the counter behind her needing to catch the force of my thrusts. “Fuck, that’s right. I feel it. I’m right there with you.”

I let myself go inside of her all the while feeling her own orgasm come down. I keep moving inside of her until her pussy stops convulsing completely then I drop her knees and fall forward, my head leaning on her shoulder as I try to catch my breath.

We don’t move for a minute as we both work to even out our breathing.

“I think we need to reheat your food again,” she finally says.

I laugh then pick my head off of her shoulder. “Now I’m officially starved. I didn’t eat lunch or dinner.”

Her eyes open wide while she shakes her head. I can tell she wants to say something, but just pushes herself off of the counter and goes straight for the microwave.

“I’m going to go get cleaned up. You better be eating when I come back down.”

“Yes, ma’am,” I say with a smirk as I take her in, scolding me while naked.

She rolls her eyes, but I catch her own smile before she turns around and walks upstairs. I throw on my boxers and pull the plate out of the microwave. It’s a big plate of lasagna with some steamed vegetables on the side.

I decide to sit at the island and eat, not bothering to put on more clothes.

The bourbon bottle is sitting on the edge of the counter, reminding me how badly I felt that I needed it when I got home. Now I can’t even remember feeling stressed. I just feel—satisfied. Relaxed.

I normally have to work out or go to my barn to get this kind of feeling after work. Fear grips me again at the thought of being this affected by someone.

But then she comes downstairs with a big smile on her face, and I realize there’s no way I can push her away again.

Chapter Nineteen

Mia

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