Midlife Baby (Small Town Lovers)

“Ah, fuck Margot. You’re gorgeous.” I picked her up and tossed her on the guest bed, smiling down at her when she squeaked surprise. “Come here.” I tugged her legs until she practically hung off the edge of the bed, and spread them open.

She tried to close her legs, but I wouldn’t let her. “You don’t have to Grady.”

I knelt on the floor and tossed her legs over my shoulders. “You don’t want me to?”

“You don’t have to,” she said again.

“Okay.” I bent forward and buried my face between her legs, licking and tasting her through the lace. The fabric rubbed against her plump lips and swollen clit with every swipe of my tongue, and her hips swirled against me, begging for more. Just like I knew she would, Margot tasted of vanilla and musk, like salted caramel, and I devoured her, enjoyed every gasp and cry and moan that left her lips.

“Grady,” she panted and wrapped her thighs around my neck. “Oh my god!”

I smiled against her and slid one finger deep inside her pulsing channel and sucked her clit until she combusted completely. Her body shook and vibrated for long moments until her she went slack. I gave her one last lick and sat back to watch her.

“Good?”

“Great,” she panted. “Excellent.”

I smiled again and masculine pride surged through me. “Anything else?”

She nodded and pushed up onto her elbows. “Ready for more.”

Exactly the words I wanted to hear, I stood and got rid of my jeans and boxers. The heat that flared in her eyes at the sight of me naked made my cock jerk and she gasped. “Like what you see?”

“Oh yeah,” she gasped and nodded, mouth open before she licked her lips in erotic hunger. “Yeah. A lot. You’re beautiful.”

I smiled and knelt on the bed, which forced her to back up. I crawled on top of her and covered my body with hers. “You’re the beautiful one,” I told her and stole a kiss as my cock slid between her thighs, and rubbed against her slick opening before I pushed inside.

Margot gasped and I froze. “I’m good,” she sighed. “It’s been a while, and you’re bigger than I…am used to.”

I laughed. “Flattery will get you everywhere sweetheart.” I pushed in slowly, inch by inch until my sac pressed against the smooth skin of her ass. “Good?”

She nodded quickly. “I’ll be better if you start moving.”

I gave Margot exactly what she asked for, exactly what we both needed. Hell, it was probably what we’d both been building up to for more than a year. She was tight and wet, two of my favorite qualities in a woman, and I was hungry for her.

My hips moved like they belonged to a man possessed, deep strokes, hard strokes that produced the wildest sounds from Margot, sounds that kept my cock hard as I pushed her to orgasm number two. “Grady,” she moaned as it started to subside.

“Yeah?” I pulled nearly all the way out and slammed in hard as I gripped her hips so she couldn’t move away, couldn’t stop the pleasure that kept her nipples hard and her skin pink. “You want something else Margot?”

She shook her head and dug her heels into my ass cheeks. “This. Is. Good.”

I smiled and changed the angle, lifting her legs to my shoulders and placing my thumb on her clit. She jerked up against me, hands grasped at whatever piece of skin she could touch as I thrust long and deep until I felt the telltale signs of her third orgasm creep up.

“Grady, please,” she shouted.

My hips jerked uncontrollably as she came apart around me, pulsing hard enough that my sac tightened and my spine tingled as my own orgasm tried to claw it’s way to the surface. “Fuck,” I growled and tugged a nipple between my teeth.

“Oh! Oh!” Her body twitched and pulsed through the pleasure and I was so close the hairs all over my body stood on edge, and then moisture flooded between us and I was lost.

I jerked through my release and I clamped down hard on her nipple which earned me another shout of pleasure. “Ah, fuck,” I grunted as the last of my pleasure spilled out of me.

Margot relaxed the moment I rolled to the side, and her breathing evened out within seconds. She was asleep, and I joined her moments later with a smile on my face.

She reached for me sometime in the night, or maybe it was early morning, first with her mouth on my cock, and then with her tits in my face as she rode me to her fourth orgasm. It felt like some kind of fever dream, the kind where you couldn’t tell reality from fantasy.

But when I woke up the next morning to the note on the nightstand, Thank you for everything. MBD, I realized it had been reality.