“Sure.” She hands me the last plate to dry, giving me something else to focus on besides her beautiful face.
We settle onto the couch and decide on a fairly new rom-com, but I can’t concentrate on the movie with her sitting so close to me. I’m holding it together pretty well until Hissy decides to make herself known by walking in front of the television and stopping to glare at us with an evil hiss.
“Oh.” Millie jumps at the sound, pressing herself tightly against my side, hoping I’ll protect her from my evil cat.
“Sorry. That’s just my cat Hissy. She’s kind of a dick.” I turn to face Millie as I apologize for my cat from Hell, my face inches from hers.
I’m not sure how it happened, but the next thing I know, Millie is in my arms, straddling my lap—her skirt bunching around her waist as her panty-clad pussy grinds against the hard ridge of my cock pressing against my sweatpants. Her lips crash down on mine in a frantic kiss. We’re a little clumsy at first, but we eventually find our rhythm.
All thoughts of Hissy leave my mind as I grip Millie’s hips, pressing her tighter against my shaft.
“Are you sure about this?” I break the kiss—both of us panting as if we’ve just run a marathon.
Her beautiful, lust-filled gaze tells me all I need to know, but I need to hear it from her first. “Yes. I want this. I want you to be my first.” I knew there was a chance she was a virgin, not that itwould matter. But the idea that this is both our first time does something to me.
In a quick, sweeping motion, I stand, taking her with me as she wraps her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck. My leg is killing me, but I’ll worry about that later. Right now, all I want is to get Millie naked and into my bed.
“I have a confession, too. I’ve never done this before either.” I set her down on my bed, slowly unzipping her sexy thigh-high boots and slipping them off, along with her socks. Next, I pull her dress up and over her head, tossing it on the floor. She lifts her hips as I pull down her skirt and panties in one fluid motion. She unhooks her bra as I take off my t-shirt and shoes, but leave my sweatpants on.
She doesn’t question me, only opening her arms to me. "Good, now get on with devirginizing us."
Wedging myself between her thighs, I don't hesitate as I latch onto one of her nipples as my hands pump each one, causing her to moan, "Do you like how I touch you, Millie?"
"Yes." She moans as her hips roll against my throbbing cock still encased in those damn sweatpants.
"Good girl." I take turns licking and sucking each nipple until Millie is a squirming mess. I let go of her breasts and grip her hips, thrusting to meet hers and letting her grind on me. The pleasure is almost too much, and I hold her hips still. "I need to taste you."
Needing to take some pressure off my leg, I roll Millie so she is on top of me while I lie on my back on the bed. "Come here, beautiful. I want you to ride my face." Millie doesn't hesitate, settling herself over my starving mouth. "That's my good girl." I groan against her pussy, then lick a trail up her slit to her hidden bud, waiting for my attention.
She moans and works her hips faster over my face, grinding her hot pussy into my nose and chin as my tongue laps at her juices. I grip her hips harder as I dart my tongue in and out of her tight hole. Her body tightens, and she comes all over my face.
I slide her body down mine as her juices leave a trail across my chest and abdomen, marking me with her scent. I push my sweatpants down to my thighs, then position her on top of my cock. "Are you ready to ride my cock since you rode my face so well?"
"Hmm, yes." She moans as she slides down all nine inches of me.
Once her body accommodates to my girth, she begins to rock her hips, testing her depth and speed. Her tits bounce faster, and her fingernails claw at my chest as she picks up her speed.
I rub my fingers over her clit, encouraging her to find her release because I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on. "Come for me." Obeying my command, her body tightens, and she comes all over my cock, finally collapsing on my chest.
"Such a good girl." I praise her before shooting load after load of my hot cum deep inside her, hoping to create a life so she will be bound to me forever.
Her body jerks at the feel of my cum flooding her, "Um, we didn't use a condom." She tenses on my chest and tries to sit up, but I wrap my arms around her and hold her close.
"That's okay. I'm more than ready to start a family with you." I’m shocked by my words, waiting for the feeling of dread to come, but it never does.
With a sigh, she relaxes back against my chest, her hand running through my chest hair. She snuggles deeper into my chest, and the part of me that was empty feels whole. "For a virgin, you were pretty good at the whole sex thing."
“Is that so?” I laugh, rolling her onto her side and tucking her against me. “You’d better rest up for round two.”
With a sigh, she snuggles deeper into my embrace. A guy could really get used to this—I almost feel normal again. Until the universe reminds me I’m not.
five
Hunter
Sometime during the night,after rounds three or four, my leg was throbbing so badly I risked taking off my sweatpants and prosthesis. I told myself I would wake up before Millie and put them back on. But that didn’t happen. Instead, I was rolled onto my side, facing Millie, with my stump cushioned between her thighs, and it wasn’t hurting.
Trying not to wake her, I slowly shift my body away from her, gently sliding my stump from between her legs before she wakes and freaks out, realizing last night was a mistake when she sees me like this—half a man.
