Page 52 of Made For Me

“Do you want to come over to my house?” I ask her, walking into the kitchen. “Actually, just come over.”

“You went from asking me to telling me?” I can hear her moving on her end. “Typical Grant-slash-Stone-slash-Horton move.”

“I’ll make dinner, we can eat.” I open the fridge. “And then we can—”

“Have sex,” she cuts in. “I mean, I have to thank you for the flowers.”

“In that case, pack a bag,” I tease her. “I don’t have work until tomorrow night.”

“I saw you this morning,” she reminds me. “And yesterday and the day before that and the day before that.”

“Those days don’t count and the one in there before, before really doesn’t count because,” I say. “It was half a day.”

“Okay, fine,” she huffs, “twist a girl’s arm. Should I bring dessert?”

“I’m assuming you are coming with your sweet ass.” She gasps. “Dessert is sorted, then.”

“Goodbye, Chase,” she says and she doesn’t hang up. “See you soon.” Then she hangs up. I put my phone on the counter, shaking my head. When she told me we needed to talk while I was on the road, I was shocked it took her two days. I full-on expected her to do it five hours after I left. I thought for sure she would tell me it was a mistake. There was nothing she could have said that would have stopped anything between us.

I grab some vegetables, putting them in a pan to roast. I coat them in oil and then salt before adding them to the oven. I turn the oven on and then walk to the bedroom, going straight to the bathroom to take a shower. When I step out, I slip on my black jogging pants and I hear the knock on the door. I run my hand through my hair, pushing it back away from my face. I open the door and see her standing there holding a bag in one hand and wearing her black coat tied at the waist. “Hi.” I open the door wider to let her in. “Come in.”

She walks in and stops in front of me, going on her tippy-toes. “Hi.” I bend to kiss her lips. “Should I put my bag in your room?”

“Um, yes.”

I smile at her as she walks around me and looks over her shoulder. “Are you not going to show me where to put it?” That look means she’s up to something, so I follow her. “Should I put it in the closet?”

“You can put it anywhere you want.” I stand in the middle of the room. She nods her head and walks over to the chair in the corner, putting it next to it. “I’ll leave my jacket in here also.” She unties the knot and the jacket falls open at the same time my mouth waters. She slips it off her shoulders, tossing it on the chair. She stands there in a little white top with spaghetti straps that is completely see-through. Her perfect tits with pebbled nipples asking me to bite them. My eyes roam down to her panties that again leave nothing to the imagination. I can see everything. “I hope you don’t mind, I thought I would wear my pjs over.” She walks over to me and my cock is screaming to come out. She turns around when she is in front of me. “You like the back?” She looks up at me smiling, knowing that I love the fucking outfit. Her hand goes to my face, then slides into my hair at the back of my neck, as I lean down and kiss her. My tongue slides into her hot mouth while my hands go to her hips to pull her into my cock. The little minx bends forward a bit and I snap. I pick her up and toss her on my bed, her laugh filling the room. But all I can see is the wet mark on her see-through panties when she spreads her legs for me.

I crawl on the bed with her and attack her mouth. We both need more than that. My tongue fits with hers as I hold her hands by her head for a second, before she moves and turns me to my back. She kisses my lips before moving down to my neck, sucking in my nipple right before biting it, making me hiss. Her tongue comes out as she trails it all the way to my pants. She kneels in the middle of my legs, her mouth sucking my covered cock, my hips thrusting up on reflex. She palms my cock, then moves frantically to pull my pants down, my feet helping kick them off, and she tosses them over her shoulder. “Looks like I get to have dessert first.” She holds my cock in one hand as she licks the precum off it. “I win,” she says right before she takes me into her mouth.

I want to say I’m the one winning but all I can do is close my eyes. She bobs up and down twice before trying to take it all down her throat, stopping three-quarters of the way down, her hand moving with her mouth. She looks up at me as she licks up my shaft, taking the head into her mouth again. She jerks my cock in her hand, sitting up, my head bends to kiss her, she slides her tongue into my mouth, her hand still moving up and down on my cock. She lets go of the kiss, but my hands come up and hold her face while I kiss her again. Her tits hanging right on top of my cock, she moves my cock left and right against her nipples. While I swallow down the moan that comes out of her mouth. Her tits slip from her flimsy top as she puts my cock between her tits, my hips now moving. She pushes her tits together making it tighter, my cock moving up and down. She frantically lets my mouth, leaning down to swallow my cock again. “Have I told you I love your cock?” she asks right before she takes it into her mouth. I sit up, moving her hair to the side so I can watch her suck my cock.

“Come here,” I finally say, pulling her up and off my cock before I come in her mouth. She crawls up to me and now her tits are out of the shirt. With one pull, it’s in two pieces in my hands. I suck the nipple that was teasing me into my mouth, biting down on it harder than I ever have. She hisses out and rubs her pussy up and down my cock. The wetness coming through her panties, my hand goes to her hip as I tear them away from her.

“You just ruined a perfectly good pair of pjs.” She sits up on my cock as she moves to get it inside her, but I’m not ready yet.

“No,” I say and she looks at me. “I haven’t played with my pussy yet.”

“Your pussy?” she asks, and all I do is push her down on the bed, her legs opening wide for me.

I grab her legs, pulling her closer to me, opening them up even wider. “Yeah, mine,” I mumble, right before I suck her pussy into my mouth.

She moans when my tongue slides into her, “Fuck.” I lick up to her clit, sucking before moving back to look at her pussy glistening. I take my forefinger and slide it from her clit to her pussy, slipping the tip in before going back up to her clit, pressing on it before going back down. I open one lip, my tongue coming out to fuck her with it. I eat her pussy as if it’s my last meal. Her hips bucking up and down, her hands behind her head grabbing on to the pillow. I slip two fingers into her with my tongue. “More,” she pants out. “Please more.” I get up on my elbow looking down at her. My finger moving faster and faster in her pussy. Her moans are starting to get louder and louder. “Oh my God.” She gets up on her elbows to watch me finger-fuck her. I slow down for a second, looking into her eyes as I turn my hand the other way, my fingers rubbing over her G-spot. She yells out when I touch it and I know it’s a matter of time until she is over the edge. I move my fingers even faster. Moving my other hand to my mouth, I put my thumb in my mouth wetting it. I see her eyes get a touch darker, like if she knows what’s going to happen. “Yes,” she says, right before I slide my thumb in her ass. Her head falls back as my fingers assault her. My hand’s moving so fast she yells louder and louder, her hand coming down as she rubs her clit around and around faster and faster. My fingers feel like they are being strangled. “I’m going to—” She doesn’t say anything else because I feel her juices run down my hands. “I can’t.” She looks down at my hand, seeing it fuck her, as her juices keep coming out. I suck her clit into my mouth until she stops coming. I look up when her spasms stop, seeing her lying on the bed, her arms stretched out beside her. “What was that?” she asks.

“That was me having my dessert.” I kiss her hip.

“I never came as hard as I did right now. I felt like it was pouring out of me.”

“It was.” I turn her onto her stomach and grab her hips. “The bed is soaked,” I say and she looks over her shoulder at me; the question in her eyes. “I’ll get to your ass later. I’m not going to last long,” I admit, rubbing my cock up and down her slit before sliding into her. “Not after that.” I slam into her. Her head falls down in front of her. “That was the hottest thing I have ever seen.” I have to hold on to her hips even harder as I slam into her. Her pussy is even tighter than it was before. I slow down for a second, my thumb rubbing up and down her ass before sliding in.

She looks over her shoulder. “Don’t tease me like that.” I smirk at her as I fuck her pussy with my cock and fuck her ass with my thumb. “Chase,” she hisses out.

“What do you want?” I ask her as I plow into her over and over again. Her eyes start to close when I know she’s about to come again. “Tell me and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“I don’t know what I want. It’s like every single touch lights me on fire.”

I slap her ass hard. “Tell me what you want.” She moans when I slap and thrust into her hard.

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