Page 4 of Self Expression

“What’s making you horny, kid?” He was probably only a few years younger than me, but curled up in an almost fetal position with one hand over his cock and the other in his mouth gave off a heavily Little vibe. “Me or the milk?”

He stuck his thumb fully in his mouth for a moment then pulled it out. “Both.”

Well, fuck. I lifted the bottle and gave it a shake, estimating it was about 30% full. “I’m done with one side if you want some.” I took a slow breath and looked him in the eye. “From me or the bottle.”

Lincoln’s thumb popped out of his mouth, and he sat up again. “Really?” His eyes bounced from my bare chest to my face. “You’d let me?”

“Yeah, sure.” I put the bottle down, not sure which of the options he was going for. “It’ll help me and nourish you, so…go for it.”

He pushed up onto his knees and grabbed the bottle. A wave of disappointment filled me until he put the cap on it and moved it out of his way. Then he turned toward the back of the wall and faced me, his face just inches from mine. “So I can just…drink?”

I nodded and placed my hand around my left pec, stimulating a few drops to form at the tip of my nipple. “Have you done this before?”

“Once.” He lay across my lap and positioned his arm around my left side so he was clinging to me. “Best night of my life.” He bit his lip and then licked the drops bubbling off my skin. “Until tonight.”

Fuck me.The best night of his life? The night in which we were both trapped in a dimly lit elevator?

Then his lips closed over my taut skin, and I groaned, unable to hold back the instant relief I felt when he sucked in a long pull and filled his mouth with milk. I’d only nursed people a few times in the past, and it was always a million times better than using a pump.

Just the sensation of having a hot, wet tongue lick and wrap around my skin was beyond anything I’d experienced sexually.

Watching his eyes shut and his throat work made me almost come in my pants.

After a moment, I fully relaxed. Since I no longer needed to apply pressure manually, I threaded my fingers into his hair, holding him to me so he didn’t have to strain his neck and he could fully enjoy this moment.

This moment that had quickly claimed the spot of being the best night of my life too.

5

LINCOLN

Damn, he tasted good.

I purred like a kitten as I drank from this gorgeous stranger. He wasn’t kidding when he said he was full. Milk flowed into my mouth as if I were drinking from a straw. Sweet and warm and more delicious than I remembered from the one time I had tasted it before.

It was nothing like the milk I bought in the store. It was both light and filling at the same time.

I'd always had an oral fixation, and my thumb or a pacifier was usually enough to fill that need. But having warm skin in my mouth was way better than either of those. I could drink from Enzo’s chest all night…and I wanted to. But as he cradled me to his body and filled my tummy with his warm milk, I finally gave in to my exhaustion.

Minutes or seconds later—I had no idea which—I fell asleep without a care in the world. I was warm and safe and sated.

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When I was roused later, my lips were still loosely pressed to Enzo’s skin as he brushed his thumb along my cheek. “The power’s coming back on.”

“Hmm?” I pulled away and sat up, making the pressure in my bladder known. “We’re moving again?”

“In a few minutes.” Enzo buttoned his shirt and relaxed against the wall. “I just got a text that they have to run a few tests first and we should be on the ground in about ten.”

“Oh.” I looked around and noticed my water bottle, wondering if it was still full of milk. Unless Enzo drank it himself, it had to be. “How long was I asleep for?” I reached for my phone, but it was dead.

“Almost two hours. They were able to fix things faster than expected.” He put his hand on my ankle and held it there. “I’m glad you got some sleep. You needed it.”

I stretched my arms wide and arched my back through a yawn. “I really did.” My hand instantly went to my tummy, and I grinned. “And thank you for sharing. I wouldn’t have been able to sleep at all without your help.”

Enzo nodded toward my Yeti. “Do you want to take that or would you prefer I replace it with a new one?”

My jaw dropped at the suggestion, and I grabbed my bottle before he could get near it. “I’m taking this with me. It’ll be my bedtime snack tonight.” I curled it to my chest, making sure he knew how much I cherished the contents inside. “I’ll probably finish it off the second I get into my jammies.”

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