“Come on, mister, off with your clothes. Don’t want to make me wait, do you?”
He chuckles, shaking his head and pulling off his clothes, standing before me ripped and ready, his cock at attention and so big it makes me drip with want. God, he is nothing short of perfection and his cock is huge.
“I don’t get nervous easy, but you make me blush, sweet-tea,” Major says.
“Yeah? Well, you ain’t seen nothing yet.” I strip off my top, unhook my bra and step from my panties. And just like that, I’m naked before him, offering him all of me because I know with all that I am that he will take very, very good care of me.
“Fuck, Myra. You’re… you’re perfection.” He runs his hands over my shoulders, down my waist, over the curve of my hip and pulls me close.
I feel his hard shaft against my belly and I moan in want. He catches my mouth with his lips and kisses me hard, drawing me to the bed, to him, and I sink against his body. He is on his back and I climb on top of him, reaching for his big, thick cock and licking my lips. “I want to suck you, to taste you,” I tell him, stroking him nice and slow. He groans with want and I turn, offering him my ass as I dip my mouth to his thick cock.
I open my mouth up for him, sucking him slowly, twirling my tongue over his tip, loving every inch of him.
“God, Myra, that feels so fucking good.”
“Come in my mouth,” I tell him. “I know you want to.”
He grunts. “Fuck, you know I do, sweetie.”
“Come on, Major, show me how you feel. Let me swallow your seed. Please.”
“God,” he groans as I pump him nice and good. I have never been so direct, so demanding, but there is something about having Major’s big shaft in my hand that has me giddy with want. I need to taste him in a way I’ve never needed anything before.
I suck him harder, the thick ridges of his cock against the back of my throat. I take as much of him as I can, loving the way his big palms squeeze my ass cheeks, the way his fingers run between my thighs, stroking my wet pussy. It makes me more eager than ever to get him off. To make him know just how I feel.
I know how close he is and I fondle his balls, making him hotter than ever. I close my eyes as he comes in my mouth. Hot ribbons of his cream shoot into my mouth, sliding down my throat and filling my belly the way I’ve always craved. Major is a real man and his cock is so nice and thick, I know he can really love me. Hard, deep, forever.
“Myra,” he groans, as I run my tongue over every inch of his rod, my pussy dripping with need. “Come here.”
I turn, and he wraps his big solid arms around me, holding me tight.
“Thank you,” he whispers, his hot breath on my ear. “That felt…”
I blink back the emotion swelling inside of me. Major holds me, caresses me, whispers my name, and I fall in a way I never knew was possible. The way I’d only read about — never felt.
Utterly and completely.
“Make love to me, Major Owens,” I say breathlessly. “Make me yours.”
“Oh, sweetie, you already are.”
Chapter Five
Major
Lying side by side, I feel my heart expand in a way I never imagined and I run my hand over her soft curves, grateful I waited my whole life for this moment, for her — the woman of my goddamn dreams.
“What?” she whispers, gently stroking me.
“I’m just so damn happy.”
“Same,” she says. “And I don’t think it’s just because of the comfort food.”
I laugh. “You are my comfort food now.” I roll on top of her, my cock greedy and her sweet cunt so damn warm. I run my fingers over her, needing to fill her up and make her mine.
She needs it too. She wraps her legs around me and I lean down, sucking her big, full tits, her nipples hard and sensitive. I suck them the way she craves, the way my cock desires, and fuck, her tits get me nice and ready. I can see it now – a lifetime with her, titty fucking our days away, my come all over her chest, her