Boone
Bang!
The pantry door clicks shut behind me like a starting gun.
I hope this means what I think it means. Fucking please.
Margot swings around just as I reach for her. She’s so irresistible. Our lips lock instinctively as I wrap her in my arms.
I’m trying to go slow. Gently, slowly, I taste her lips and sweep across them with my tongue.
But Margot is having none of that. She’s aggressive as she grabs my face, running her fingers through my hair and pulling me deeper into her embrace as we devour each other.
I’m shocked this is happening. It’s a dream come true.
Fucking hell. If someone had told me a day ago I would have her in my arms again, I wouldn’t have believed it.
All the years of aching for her have culminated to this point.
I’ve wanted and needed her so much. Her soft voice and gentle mannerisms have always been a balm to my soul.
Stroking my hands down her back to her ass, I slowly feel the lush silhouette I’ve dreamt about.
She feels so good in my hands. I can’t help becoming more aggressive as she moans into my mouth.
She seems to be starving for me as much as I am for her. If only she knew.
I’d sound like an idiot if I told her how much I’ve missed her. Missed this.
Kneading her ass, I gently rock her against my hard cock. He’s starving for attention as much as I am.
He can wait, though, since I don’t want to scare her away.
This is the mother of my child, for Christ’s sake. She deserves so much more than a quick fuck in a pantry!
I can control myself. I just need to take care of her. Show her how great we can be—together.
Pulling my lips from hers, I lean our foreheads together. “Is this okay?”
It’s kind of a silly question, because her hands have left my head and quickly proceeded to work the buttons on the front of my shirt.
“Oh, yes!” Her breathless whisper only ramps me up more. “I just need to touch you.”
I’m all for that. I could explode just from her looking, but I need everything from her.
I’ve always wanted everything with her, I realize.
Her lips are swollen from our kisses. Plump and tempting, I can’t stop kissing her. Devouring her.
Leaning in, I press my lips to hers again, and she whimpers so sweetly as she opens for me.
Tongues tangling, I work the buttons on the front of her borrowed flannel shirt.
This is a dream come true. Feeling her soft skin under my hands. Breathing her sweet scent.
Un-fucking-believable.
Her hands sweep my shirt off my shoulders, and I pause from working on her shirt to shake it to the floor.
Her small, soft hands feel wonderful as she strokes the contours of my chest.
Breaking our mouths apart, I press gentle kisses down the line of her jaw and on to her neck.
Our heavy breathing echoes in the small room.
Looking down, I open the shirt to gaze upon the one body I’ve longed for.
Her chest is larger than I remember and heaves tightly against her form-fitting bra.
“You are so beautiful.”
Her head that was rolling backwards tilts up towards me quickly. She looks worried. “You’re not disappointed?”
What a stupid fucking question.
She obviously has no idea what she does to me. The pulse in my cock is throbbing in agreement.
“Margot, you have always been the most beautiful thing I have ever seen. That hasn’t changed.”
Her eyes flutter shut as she slowly exhales.
I see the relief most clearly in her shoulders as they settle along with her head.
Grabbing her dropping chin, I tilt it back to force her to look at me again.
Her eyes snap open as I lean in to press a firm, chaste kiss to her stunning lips.
“Beautiful.”
I kiss her lips again before slowly kissing her chin and dropping to my knees.
I hear her breathing pick up as she anticipates my touch.
I’m perfectly eye-level with her chest. What a vision. But I want this bra off.
I slowly run my hands down each side of her neck and down to her waist.
Reaching up behind her back, I pop the clasp on her bra.
Lifting the cups from her chest, I admire the view before leaning in to kiss one pert nipple and then the other.
Arching her back into me, she presses her chest firmly against my mouth as I cup them together and suckle one.
Her low, keening moan has her dropping her head back as we both enjoy this intimate moment.
“Oh, Boone, that feels so wonderful.” Her hands have moved into my hair again, stroking and scratching my scalp.
I continue to suckle and worship the bounty in my hands. It’s heaven and hell as my cock screams his demands.
Visions of rubbing him between these soft globes has me pulling away before he gets out of hand.
Glancing up, I see her bright eyes watching me.
Tweaking her perky nipples lightly, I kiss a line between them and down to the top of her underwear, never breaking eye contact.
I want to give her every opportunity to stop me, but I just can’t help myself.
My body has taken over as the smell of her arousal hits me. I’ll stop if she says to, but until then—all bets are off.
Her soft belly quivers under my lips as I move my hands to her hips and reach around to slowly caress her ass.
Kissing my way down over her underwear, I reach where I know she needs me the most.
The soft cotton is wet under my tongue as I press an open mouth kiss right where I know her clit is.
Oh, yes, she jumps and grabs my shoulders as the shock hits her system.
Holding her ass firmly, I look up as her pants become harsher.
“Boone! Boone, please!”
Her breathless pleas are all I need.
If I could stay here forever, just listening to her, tasting her and feeling her under my hands and tongue, I would.
It’s heaven and hell as I slowly pull her underwear down to expose my prize.
When her underwear reaches her knees, I look back up to assess her expression. She appears to be holding her breath.
“You’re perfect here.” I accentuate my statement by slowly swirling my thumb down into her wet blonde curls.
They are perfect. Just slightly darker where her wet juices have saturated them.
Using both hands, I run my thumbs together from her opening to her clit, gently peeling her lips back to expose her wet hood and clit.
I can’t resist leaning in and gently licking.
Her taste explodes across my tongue. Sweet and tangy. I’m lost.
So good. She’s so good.
My control is slipping.
I’m thankful I’m wearing pants. She makes me want to explode just from her taste.
Her quick intake of breath tells me she’s not unaffected. Looking up, I can’t help but confirm one more time.
“Okay?”
“Yes. Perfect.”
I couldn’t agree with her words more.
Slipping my tongue between her folds, I savor the flavor that is my Margot.
Perfect is the understatement of the year.
Her sweet, slick cunt opens to me, and I moan as my tongue lowers deeper inside her.
I realize her underwear has dropped to the floor, and she’s grabbing the shelves as her hips arch into the rhythm of my tongue.
Pulling her left thigh over my right shoulder, I grasp her left butt cheek and pull her closer onto my wet tongue.
Swirling and sucking, I let her know exactly how much I need her. All of her.
Her right hand steadies herself on the shelf as her left threads through my hair again.
She’s lost all semblance of control too as she rides my face as eagerly as my tongue plunges into her pussy.
Using my right hand, I slide it between her legs and slowly work my thumb against her opening. Silky, dripping, and very tight.
I feel her start to pull my thumb gently inside. I concentrate on licking and sucking her clit in a steady rhythm, so she has no choice but to come on my face.
Her breathless panting is escalating, and I look up to enjoy the sight of her losing control.
As I press my thumb firmly against the front wall of her tight cunt, I suck hard.
It feels surreal as she arches above me, body tightening, moaning long and low.
I feel her come apart in my hands, and I’m sure heaven will never be better than this.
She’s so beautiful, so responsive.
I’m sure she was made specifically for me.
Now it’s just a matter of convincing her.
It may take time, but someday, I’ll make sure she knows it just as well as I do.