Page 117 of The Pacifist
In the background the News people were talking about the election and interviewing some of the candidates, but all I could see was my beautiful Mila. Once I kissed her, she gave in and from the way her hand tore at my t-shirt to get it off me I felt her craving me too.
“We’ll have to be quick, someone might come.”
“I can be fast,” I promised and kissed her neck and collarbone.
“None of thatKama Sutra, you have to make it a quickie.” Mila was opening my pants and pushing them down over my hips.
“Is that a complaint I hear?” I kneeled down on the floor, took myself in hand and stroked up and down a few times before moving Mila to the edge of the sofa to line up with her.
“No, it’s not a complaint, but you always take your time and make love to me for hours… we don’t have that sort of time.” There was a cute smile on her lips when I slid inside her.
The couch was the perfect height for me to take her, and she let me control the pace.
“You have beautiful abs.” Her hand slid down my torso and she licked her lips.
“That’s what hours of daily sex does to you,” I teased.
Mila closed her eyes and made sounds of enjoyment as I pumped in and out of her. Pushing her knees up, I got in deep and rotated my hips. “You feel this?”
“Uh-huh.”
“You like it when I take you hard and fast?”
Opening her eyes, Mila gave me a challenging stare. “You call that hard?”
I gave her a wicked grin. “Oh, North Star, you shouldn’t have said that.” Leaning forward, I fisted a hand into her hair and held her in position while I took her in the most primitive way.
She retaliated and pressed her nails into my shoulder. The rawness made me grab her tighter and pick up my pace, which made Mila’s body move up on the couch. With a firm grip around her butt, I brought her back to the edge. Suction on my neck alerted me that she was adding another love bite to the three she’d already given me.
“You’re marking me?”
Her pupils were dilated and her tone low and sexy when she spoke. “Because you’re all mine.”
I lost all control. Cupping her face, I kissed her forcefully, biting her lower lip, and making guttural sounds that sounded a lot like growls. “What are you doing to me?”
“Same as you’re doing to me.” Her lips were puffed from our kissing and she closed her eyes when I hammered in and out of her over and over.
“More, Jonah… yes, yes…” Her nails were digging into my back as I kept pushing her to her climax. The way her insides contracted when she came felt like a warm fist pumping me to my own orgasm.
It took everything I had to pull out and not come inside her. Finishing off with my hand, I marked her in my own way. I’d come to love the sight of Mila with my semen sticking to her creamy skin.
We were panting for air and looking at each other with awe.
“Quickies are totally underrated,” Mila declared. “I read somewhere that it was a waste of time, but this… this was amazing.”
“It was.” Getting up, I got her paper and dried her off. “I never knew you could be so animalistic.”
Her face turned to the interactive wall. “Shh… they said something about the Council voting.”
I listened and when a small pop-up window blinked with breaking news, Mila activated it. A second window opened up on the wall with a headline saying, “Council meeting postponed until Wednesday.”
We dressed while listening to Chairwoman Isobel make a public statement that pushed the final vote back two days.
“Are you disappointed? I know you wanted to get the vote over with and have a decision.”
“Yes and no. Now I don’t have to rush home to be in the Council meeting.”
“Couldn’t you do it from here?”
