Page 54 of The Game
He studies my face, his fingers brushing over my eyes, my cheeks and nose. I lick his finger when he gets close to my mouth, and he smiles.
“I love you, Mila. I trust you with my life. I would lay mine down for yours. You always saw more in me, even when I couldn’t see it myself. I wasn’t some poor kid from a bad family with a chip on his shoulder. You saw me. The real me inside.” He taps his chest over his heart. “From that day, I knew I would make you mine. And you’re mine Mila.Always.”
I pull him down and his hard cock nestles now on my bare flesh. As I kiss him, I rock my hips against his velvety length.
“I love you, Roman Valentine.”
He moans as I take his mouth again and reach between us. Taking his cock in my hand, he breaks from the kiss and looks down between us. I open my legs wider to accommodate his frame as I line him up.
I don’t move. I let him decide if this is what he wants.
But it doesn’t take long. His hips flex…
TWENTY-TWO
ROMAN
My beautiful Mila, lays spread out like an angel beneath me. I still feel like I'm dreaming, and even if I am. This will always be one of my favourite memories. My first-time making love to my girl.My Mila.
My breathing speeds up as I look to where she holds my hard cock at her entrance. I watch her chest rise and fall. She's just as worked up as me.
But she's beautiful. She really is my Angel.
I'm nervous, but I don't have to tell her, she already knows. But my hips flex. My body knows what to do. I feel her wet heat as my cock nestles within her core. I still for a moment as she let out a small gasp, worried that I've hurt her.
“Don't stop, it feels amazing.”
“I could say the same for you.” I rumble deep in my chest. I look to where we are connected, and slowly sink deep within her. It feels like a tight warm vice around my hard cock, I've never felt anything like this before. I'm glad that I waited for Mila. This is better than I ever knew. I bend down and kiss her and she returns my kisses. Moaning, she arches her back pressing her breasts into my chest.
“Make love to me,” she whispers. I pull out and slowly stroke back into her again she groans in pleasure, and I do the same.
I move so I can look down, watching with each thrust. My cock disappearing. In and out. The pleasure growing. But I know it’s not enough, not enough for her. Slow is not what we need. We need harder, faster.
I pick up the pace a little, finding different movements bring out different sounds from her. I pull myself back from her till I'm sitting on my knees I look down to her pussy. I run the pad of my thumb over her clit. She clenches tight around me and I feel like she’s trying to strangle my cock. I groan as the orgasm grows closer. My spine tingles with the warning I’m close. Very close to coming.
“Oh god, Roman. Fuck me.” She moans and I don’t think about it. I do what she asks of me. I will do anything for her.
My hips flex and pump. Over and over, the sound of our breathing and the slapping of flesh-on-flesh echoes around the room as I chase after both our pleasure.
“I’m close.” She calls out, and her fingers rubs her clit. I watch her, not pushing her hand away. As she chases the same high I’m on. But I watch to understand how to please her better. Because less than a minute later and I’m coming. I grunt and groan out my release. She curses as her pussy tightens around me and I loose all rhythm.Holy shit. My body bucks into hers, over and over as she drains my balls dry.
I collapse onto her and roll over enough so she can breathe. My limbs no longer work and my cock twitches happily still inside her.
I close my eyes and she peppers kisses all over my face. Pushing my hair back and playing with it as I slowly drift off to sleep hugging her to my chest.
When I wake, its cold where Mila had been. I look around the sark room and it’s empty. I almost forget where I was for a moment. I reach over to find my phone and I feel a piece of paper crumple under my weight. I pull it up to read it, squinting in the dark.
When your finished dreaming of me. Come downstairs for a late night snack. Xx
Ismile down at her handwriting. I’m still in the dream.
I hear laughing and roll out of bed. I pick up my boxers from where I’d dropped them earlier. I want to be with her right. Sleep can come later, when she’s with me.
When I look down I see a notebook, I see my name on the front. Is this my birthday present?
I open the notebook and see her sketches. She has so many. She’s so talented. There’s a page marked, and I flip to it and see my name. But on closer look I see it says Romeo. I roll my eyes.Pinkie.
But beside it my names spelt correctly. It’s surrounded by daisies and a heart.
