Page 85 of Worth Loving You

He took my wrist and tugged me to a sitting position, then pulled me to his lap. His hands caressing everything his eyes looked at, his cock slowly started to harden in front of me.

“Christ, I can’t believe all this is mine. I’m going to get to touch these curves every day for the rest of my life,” he rasped, cupping my breasts and pushing them together with a mischief smile that lit up his eyes.

I moaned, gently holding his elbows, careful of the hurt arm. Staring at my nipples like they were my eyes, he said, “I’m telling you because if you’re going to be my wife, you have to know.”

He was slowly moving forward with each word, pulling one into his mouth at the end of his sentence. I sighed, combing his hair, my face upturned to the sheer linens dangling across the four posts. His curious desire turned into frenzied lust instantly, his arms hooking behind my back to yank me forward. The softness of my breast pushed around his face, smothering him.

He gripped his cock, slapping it against my stomach. His teeth nibbling at me, I rose to my knees and shifted, sinking down to take him inside. When my ass clapped to his thighs, he grunted and bit hard.

“Ahmm!”

Gripping my side, he guided me how he wanted me to move, releasing my nipple to lay his cheek between both breasts. “Oh my god,” he whispered, tracing his tongue around the side of one.

“Milo, have you always liked big women?”

“Mm, yes,” he wheezed, leaning on the headboard to gaze at me. “I told you about my babysitter.”

“I know, but that was just looking.”

“Like hell. Who do you think I lost my virginity to?”

I paused, my lips parting. “How old were you?”

“Early teens. By then, she was more my little sister’s babysitter.”

“I mean…what the hell happened?”

Grinning wickedly, he squinted. “You really want to know?”

“Yeah.”

His palms were caressing my belly, squeezing the flesh here and there as he traveled around my frame.

“She was a live-in nanny and I set up a hidden camera in her room to spy on her. One day, she tripped over one of Chrissy’s toys and broke her tooth, so she had to have a procedure done to cap it. When she came home, she was all doped up on pain meds.

“So,” he sighed, coaxing me to rock in circles on his lap. “When everyone was asleep, I snuck into her room, took off her pants, and ate that sweet, fat pussy like my life depended on it.”

“Oh my god.”

“First time tasting pussy. I was not disappointed. Anyway, because I was just a dumb kid who thought he was invincible, I decided to just go for it. Had her sprawled out on her mattress, those thick thighs,” he muttered, groping mine, his thumbs pushing into the sides of my pussy lips.

A jagged inhale caught my throat and I stilled to savor the sensation. Turning a wrist, his fingers slid down one side, his thumb the other, and squeezed the lips around the base of his cock.

“Fuck me,” he wheezed.

I bounced a few times and my head spun, the pressure forcing my clit to roll with each stroke.

“Oh, goddamn.” He banged his head to the bedframe, grabbing my hips to slow me down before we both came. “As soon as my tip entered her, she woke up.”

I stopped, batting my lashes. “What did you do?”

“I stared her in the eyes, grabbed a tit, and slammed into her.”

“And what did she do?”

“Fucked the ever-living shit out of me. That woman schooled that kid that night. Goddamn!” he hooted with a fierce thrust. “She rocked my world and ever since, I have been hooked.”

My sadness creeped through the lust, hearing the awful things exchanged between him and Jennifer the night before. “But you still slept with skinny girls. You seemed to like Jennifer.”