“Honestly. It’s okay if you did—”
“I didn’t. Not love. Did I sleep with a few women—”
“A few?” I quirked my brow. Nick’s reputation was well established.
He gave me a sheepish smile. “I had urges. I dated a few women, but I never fell in love. Not like this. Not like with you. So, I gave up trying.”
“Gave up on love but not urges?” I quirked a brow.
“My dick has a mind of its own. With you here, my dick and heart are completely in sync.”
I laughed. “You’re hilarious, Foster.”
“Now it’s your turn. Did you fall in love with someone else?”
I shook my head. “I had … affection for someone, but not like this.”
“I hate him. The idea of another man touching you makes me crazy.”
“Now you know how I felt when Joyce Maynard tried to fuck on you on the exam table.”
He grinned. “I knew it. You were jealous.”
“I wanted to scratch her eyes out. And pop your nuts.”
He winced. “Ouch.” He gave me a quick kiss. “So, tell me, Mia, if you only felt affection for a man, what about your urges?” The glint in his eyes was naughty.
“I didn’t fuck a bunch of men like you did women.”
“Did you touch yourself? I’d like to see that.”
My pussy swelled with pressure and wetness at the idea of Nick watching me pleasure myself. “Yes. I had help. Battery operated help.”
His eyes flashed with wild heat. “Do you still have it?”
“Somewhere. I don’t think I’ve unpacked it since I’ve had the real thing.” I wrapped my fingers around his cock, growing thick and long.
“Did you think of me when you used it?” His hand cupped my breast and he lifted it up, giving it a quick suck in his lips.
I gasped at the shot of pleasure it sent to my pussy. “Yes.”
“What did you fantasize about?” His thumb brushed back and forth over my nipple.
“Lots of things.” I ran my thumb over his tip, spreading the pre-cum that formed.
“Like what?”
“Some we’ve done. Like when you use your mouth. Or from behind.” I rose over him, straddling over his thighs. “I like riding you.”
“I live to make your dreams come true, baby.” He reached between my legs, running his finger through my folds. “You’re wet just thinking about it.”
I stroked his dick. “You’re hard just thinking about it.”
“I’m always hard around you.” His hands slid up my thighs to my waist. “Take me inside you, Mia. Fuck me.”
I rested my hands on his chest as I lifted my body up and over his dick. I took my time sliding down over him, savoring every delectable inch of him.
“So fucking good.” He levered up, burying his face in my breasts, licking, sucking, biting.
Instinctively my body knew what to do. My hips rocked and swiveled. “Nick,” I gasped holding his head to my breasts.
“Yeah, baby?” He looked at me straight in the eyes, as his hands replaced his mouth on my breasts.
“Am I sexy enough for you?”
“Are you kidding me, Mia?” His hands cradled my face. “No one has ever gotten me off like you do. There’s a difference between sex and making love. With you, only you, it’s making love.”
My heart swelled, as my ego was soothed.
“What about me? Do I turn you on?”
What a dumb question. “Yes, you know you do.”
“Am I too demanding? Are there things I’m asking that you don’t like?”
I shook my head. “I want to make you happy.”
“That’s not what I asked.”
I felt my cheeks heat. I never thought I’d be sharing my sexual interests with anyone, but with Nick, I felt I could. “With you, I like everything. I want to try everything. Experiment. Play.”
I swore his dick grew inside me. He groaned. “You say the sexiest things.”
Feeling looser to talk about my sexual needs, I said, “I know I limited us before, but I don’t want to now. I want to know what you like. I want to learn what I like.”
“I want that too, baby. You know what I like?”
“What?” I ran my fingers through his golden hair.
“I like to watch you come. I like the way your face looks like you’re in ultimate bliss. I can only see it for a split second because the minute you come, your pussy makes my dick and my brain explode.”
“Want to watch me now?” What had started as something that felt embarrassing, was now making me feel powerful.
“Yes.” He lay back, resting his hands on my thighs.
I rose up over him and lowered. Each time, I moved a little faster as nature took over.
“I love the way you move, baby. So graceful. Your tits move with you. It’s so fucking beautiful.”
Feeling his love and admiration, I closed my eyes and gave free rein to nature. I rocked and rose over him. My head dropped back as I focused on the rising tension in my belly.
“That’s right, baby. Chase after it.”
I was panting as I leaned forward and put my hands on his chest, needing the anchor as I pushed myself up and up. His dick was thick and hot. The friction was so intense I swore I could feel every ridge as he slid deep inside.
“Nick … oh God, Nick …"
“Make yourself come, Mia. Jesus, you’re so beautiful.”
His fingers gripped my thighs as I teetered on the edge. His hips started to rise and fall in sync with me.
“Baby, I’ve gotta come … Christ … fuck.” He let out a growl as he bucked up. Hot liquid splashed inside. The idea of his come, the essence of him, filling me was all it took, and my own release radiated like a supernova from my pussy to every cell in my body.
“Yes, Nick … yes …"
Together our bodies moved, at first like crazed beasts, but soon, the storm waned, until finally, I collapsed on him.
He held me close, kissing my temple. “That was so beautiful, baby. So fucking beautiful.”
I lay my head on his chest, savoring the sound of his heartbeat. This was what I wanted forever and
