Page 16 of Stick Games
“God, yes.”
“You’re going to let me get you all soaking wet, a hot dripping mess for my cock.”
“My God, Gabe.”
As her voice rises, I bite back a grin, and inch my finger into her. My lids fall shut for a second, treasuring the sensations as her muscles wrap around me and tug me in deeper.
I pull my finger out and it’s dripping wet, exactly the way I wanted to find her. She goes up on her elbows as I put my finger into my mouth and moan at her honeyed taste. “Babe, you are the best thing I’ve ever tasted.” So fucking sweet indeed, I’ve lost the taste for any other. Then again, did I ever really have a taste for anyone but her?
She swallows and her eyes practically roll back in her head as I slide my finger back inside her and slowly fuck her, even though my cock is screaming at me to hurry this up.
“Are you having a good birthday, Millie?”
“Yes, and I like this adult version of my legs around your neck so much more,” she murmurs.
That makes two of us.
“You need my cock in here, don’t you?” I ask as I add a second finger for a snug fit and change the rhythm and pace.
She grips the bedding and tugs. “God, yes.”
“Are you desperate for me to fill you?”
“Yes,” she yells, her voice getting louder and louder.
“I’ll tell you what.” I push deep and pull out, taking her clit into my mouth as I finger fuck her a few more times. I keep my mouth near her clit, warming it as I breathe out the words, “After you come all over my tongue and face and get everything nice and soaked, I’ll put my cock in here.” I wiggle my fingers inside her. “That sound good, babe?”
“Okay. Please. Good. Nice.” Her head rolls from side to side and I chuckle at her sudden lack of vocabulary. I think she’s temporarily forgotten that she’s supposed to simply say yes, and I love how much of a hot mess she’s in right now.
I take her clit into my mouth again, sucking deep as I roll the pads of my fingers over the hot bundle of nerves inside her. She gasps and I love exploring her body, finding all her sensitive spots, and discovering the way she likes to be touched.
She begins to pant, small tremors building in her core and I don’t let up the pressure. I delve deeper, moving my mouth all over her sex, wanting her to soak my entire face.
“Gabe,” she cries out, her voice loud, uncensored as her body lets go and she gives herself over to the pleasure pulling at her.
“Yeah, that’s my girl. You’re doing everything I asked for.”
As her liquid heat pours from her body, I still my fingers inside her, and rub my face against her wet cunt. Her warm, sweet scent fills the air and I pull it deep into my lungs. My heart pounds harder, my pulse leaping in my neck as I glance up to see the ecstasy on her face.
Jesus, this woman is everything.
I have no idea how I stayed away so long. Then again, maybe I do—but now certainly isn’t the time to dwell on it. Not when she’s here, so close, her body soft and warm beneath my touch.
I press slow, burning kisses to her stomach, my lips brushing her skin like a silent apology for all the lost time. Her hand tangles in my hair, and the softness of her touch sends heat coursing through my veins. God, I’ve been intimate with women before, but this… this is different. This isn’t just physical. It’s her. It’s us.
Every brush of her fingers on my skin, every sigh that escapes her lips—there’s something deeper here, something we’ve kept buried for far too long. I can feel it in the way my heart pounds, in the way my body responds to hers without hesitation.
It’s not just want, it’s need. It’s connection. It’s years of unspoken feelings finally breaking free. I glance up at her, my breath uneven, and for a moment, all I can see is the tenderness in her eyes. There’s no one else, never has been. No one who’s made me feel this way—like every touch matters, like every kiss is something sacred.
“Gabe,” she breathes out and I lift my head. The small smile on her face, the heat in her eyes, is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
“Need something, babe?” I tease.
Her small chuckle curls around me and hugs tight. “I think you know that I do.”
“Right.” I pull my fingers out and she whimpers. I pet her again. “You need my cock right here.”
“Yes, I do.”
