Page 41 of Unexpectedly Wanted
He’d maybe had sex before. Been fucked. But he’d never had someone see him and worship everything about him.
Which was what I was dying to do.
I ran my tongue around his nipple before pulling it into my mouth and sucking on it lightly. It was hard not to smile at the way his body shook under me. Then I moved to the other, giving it the same treatment. His hand went to the back of my head, silently telling me that he wanted more. So, I gave him more, lavishing his nipple to the point where he was panting and begging for me to help him come.
“Not yet,” I told him as I leaned over him and captured his lips in a searing kiss.
Kissing Milo was out of this world. I’d never been addicted to something as simple as kissing someone. Never. But just the thought of his lips made my knees go a little weak. I didn’t think I’d ever get enough.
His hands were frantic as he tried to rip my shirt up and off of me. Then he was fumbling with the button to my pants, which gave way after minimal struggle. The zipper went down, and before I could tell him there was no rush, his hand had slipped into my briefs and his fingers were spreading around the wetness leaking from the slit of my cock.
“Shit,” I hissed as he used the pad of his thumb to press against the underside of my head. His thumb ran up and then back down, making me aware of just how hard I was.
“I like the way your cock feels,” he told me. He held my eyes as he continued to tease and toy with me. The way he was in bed surprised me, but it was definitely a good surprise. I liked the way he didn’t hold back, not with his words, and certainly not with what he wanted. “It’s smooth and this vein,” he traced said vein lightly with the rounded edge of his fingernail, “is really sexy.”
“You drive me crazy,” I told him as my hips rocked slowly against his movements.
I’d never had someone use their nails on me down there. Up until this moment, the thought was a little terrifying. But Milo seemed to know the perfect pressure to put behind his movements so that it didn’t sting or cut me. How he knew to do this? Well, I was dying to know.
I was leaking pre-cum all over the place and wanted more. More of what he was already doing. More of what he was thinking of doing. More of everything.
But then I remembered what I was supposed to be doing here. I was supposed to be taking care of him.
I rolled over onto my back, pulling his hand out of my pants as I went. It was all I could do to ignore the confusion on his face.
“Pants off,” I ordered him.
His eyes went wide with surprise right before he scrambled to shuck the rest of his clothing. Propping my head back on my arm, I let my eyes hungrily take every inch of him as he kneeled on the bed beside me. His cock stood tall and proud, the head deep red.
“Is… is this okay?” he asked me. I lifted my eyes to meet his and wasn’t sure what I was seeing. This wasn’t the Milo I knew. Well, maybe it was. Maybe I hadn’t really let myself see some of the amazing parts of Milo until recently.
I could see his skin buzzing, like it was taking all of his concentration and control to stay still and wait for my next direction.
I adjusted the pillows behind my head, holding his eyes as I did.
“Come here,” I told him. “Turn around and straddle me. I want my face buried between your cheeks.”
He looked stunned at my words. But I could tell that he liked the idea because his cock gave a jerk and more pre-cum beaded up at the tip.
“You’re… you want to… uhhhh,” he stammered.
“I’m going to eat that ass, Mi. It’s going to be mine and I’m going to make you fall apart while you ride my face. Now, get over here.”
He let out a shaky, excited breath. Then he was moving. So fast, in fact, that I almost got a knee to the nose.
“This good?” he asked.
My hands went to his round cheeks, fingers going wide as I spread him apart. His pretty hole fluttered for me.
“Perfect,” I told him right before I swiped my tongue over his hole.
His whole body shook, and I did it again. I toyed with his rim, licking and sucking and kissing until I felt him relax.
“Oh, fuck,” he breathed out. “Yes, eat my ass.”
Hearing Milo talk like that was a shock. I wondered if it was something I’d ever get used to— I mean, if this was something I had a chance to get used to. It surprised me because, looking at him from the outside, he didn’t seem like the type. Yet, it kind of made it all that more magical. Maybe it was me. Maybe it was just sex that Milo let go for. Or maybe it was some perfect combination of the two. But either way, it was hot as fuck, and I wanted to do all the dirty things to him just to hear him beg and scream for more.
His hips rocked, cock leaking all over my chest.
