Millie's Second Chance (The Town of Pearl 4)

She placed her hands on his shoulders for support as she stepped out of her jeans. Running her hands over his wide, muscular chest made her just as horny as he proclaimed. The manly dusting of brown hair along his pectoral muscles that led straight to his jeans made her lick her lips. She undid the button just as he reached between her legs to cup her sex.

Before she could get the zipper down, he was inserting a finger and stroking her.

Millie tilted her head back and tried to discard the jeans from Anthony. He helped her with his other hand then stepped out of his pants, all while he used his other hand to stroke her folds.

“So wet and hot for me, aren’t you, baby?” he asked, stepping forward to lick along her neck then jaw. He cupped her breast, massaging and pulling the mound to his liking.

“Oh please, Anthony, I want.”

“You want what?”

“This.”

She gripped his cock with both hands. One hand squeezed his balls while the other encircled his long, thick penis.

He moaned this time and added a second digit to her cunt, making her squirm and lift her pelvis toward him.

“I see you and I are going to be battling over who’s boss here, huh?” he teased.

“What makes you say that?” she asked in

a shaky breath while she continued to stroke him as diligently as he was stroking her.

“Enough.”

He pulled from her body, turned her around, and pressed her over the edge of the high mattress. Her belly muscles tightened as she hit the thick, fluffy comforter.

He used his legs to spread her thighs then gripped her hips.

“Get ready, baby, the boss is going to fuck you long and hard so you know who’s in charge.”

She was on fire with lust and desire for this man. His words heightened her arousal and she felt her pussy drip with cream.

“Oh yeah, you like being told what to do in bed, huh, baby?” He caressed her hair, gripped it, then released it, making her heart rate increase as she wondered how rough he would be. She had the feeling he was testing the ground to see what she would allow. So much for him being a boss and more so for him being her passionate, caring lover.

“I like that,” she whispered.

He leaned his body over hers, she felt him rub the tip of his engorged penis back and forth against her wet pussy from behind.

“You like what, sexy?” His warm breath collided with her neck, sending goose bumps along her spine. But she couldn’t answer him. She was nervous. She didn’t know if he would like it or love the fact that she wanted him to be a little rough. She needed it that way.

He grabbed hold of her hair and yanked it back just enough so she could see his facial expression. “You like it when I do this?” he asked, and she nodded. His brown eyes glazed over.

“I want you to tell me everything you like, Millie. I want you to tell me when something is too much or if I go too far. You hear me?” He yanked her hair again. She nodded.

“Say it.”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

He released her hair and stepped back slightly. She was disappointed. She needed him more than ever right now. She was so turned on just a stroke of his fingers would set her off. She was about to complain when she felt both hands glide along her thighs and up to her ass. He kneaded her flesh with his big, strong hands. Damn, were Anthony’s hands huge. He massaged her body all the way up to her shoulders then back down, reaching under her to pinch a nipple, surprising her.

She parted her legs wider, rubbing her pubic bone against the bed in an attempt to allow the friction to ease the ache inside of her.

Smack.

She hadn’t expected the smack to her ass and she jerked.