She rumbles the prettiest little whine. “Well, to be fair, you thought I was a lunatic when I first got here.”
“Sorry to break it to you, but I still think that.”
She chuckles, but her laughter dies, turning into a gasp as I wrap my arm around her leg, lifting her knee to her chest to give myself better access. I notch the head of my cock against her opening before pushing inside.
Groaning, I fill her. “How are you so fucking tight? And so goddamn wet.”
We lay together, me inside of her but not moving other than our erratic breathing.
“I do a lot of pussy exercises, so that’s probably it. Gotta keep her in shape.”
I laugh into her hair. “Please, for the love of God, shut up.”
She presses her ass into me, willing me to move and I do, thrusting into her from behind. I keep my arm under her, holding her to me, my other hand circling her clit as we find a rhythm.
“You’re so perfect, Miller,” I whisper into her ear. “So mine.”
Her throat rumbles in the sexiest, most agreeable moan.
“You like hearing that?”
“Yes,” she exhales.
“You’re mine, baby.”
She moves against me quicker so I pick up the pace, fingering her clit with a faster tempo.
I know the words are moot to her, simply thrown out in the heat of the moment, but to me, they’re the most truthful words I can say.
If she’d let me have her, she’d be mine. I love the girl, and I try to show her through my actions, but if she ever gave me the green light, I’d tell her too.
“Kai,” she cries, her body contracting. “I’m—”
She can’t say anything else before her orgasm racks through her, always so fucking pretty when she comes. I want to commit the image to memory, every shudder, every moan. Knowing it’s all I’ll have of her in just a few days.
I continue to move inside of her, her pussy squeezing me as she comes apart.
“Are you close?” she asks as her chest expands with desperate inhales and exhales.
My breathing is labored too as I continue to thrust into her, loving how fucking warm she is and wishing this condom wasn’t in the way so I could feel all of her. I haven’t wanted to be that intimate with a woman before, and I especially haven’t wanted that risk since Max came along. But with Miller, I find myself wanting everything.
“Can I taste you?” she asks.
I pause my movements, my cock throbbing and needy inside of her. “What?”
“I want you to fuck my mouth while you’re kneeling over me.”
Jesus Christ, this girl.
Pulling out of her, Miller sits up to take her shirt off, leaving her naked in my bed with her pussy still fluttering on my fingers from her orgasm. She situates herself back on the pillow, close to the headboard with an all too excited smile on her lips.
How the hell is this my life? I’ve come to ask myself that every single day.
That smirk of hers turns dark as she watches me remove the condom, tossing it aside before I climb over her, my knees on either side of her face, trapping her below me.
I raise a brow. “Are you sure about this?”
Her tongue darts out, licking the tip of my cock, nodding with excitement like the little minx she is.
“Goddamn,” I exhale, shaking my head in disbelief. “I’m fucking obsessed with you.”
Her smile lifts. “As you should be, Malakai.”
I nod downward. “Put your mouth on it.”
She guides my cock into her mouth, and I use the headboard for leverage, fucking her face just as she asked me to. Miller moans around me as if this is the hottest thing to ever happen and when I look back over my shoulder, she’s got her thighs rubbing together, already needy to come again.
It was only a few months ago I was exhausted, wrung out, and on the brink of quitting my job just to get me through the day. And now, I’ve got the sexiest woman I’ve ever met below me who’s not only a champ in the bed but has also brought so much light and fun back into my life.
I truly don’t know how I got so fucking lucky to have her attention on me, but I’d do just about anything at this point to keep it.
Chapter 32
Miller
Violet: Today is the big day! This is everything you’ve worked for. Are you excited?
Violet: Also, prepare to hit the ground running when you get back to work next week. Not only is Chef Maven stoked about having you consult at Luna’s, but your Food & Wine interview is scheduled after you’ve settled in for a week there. Oh, and I have a mini virtual food-blog tour set up for that initial week as well.