Indulge Me

Chapter 5

CHAPTER 5

MIA“You are mine.” He seized my hips and held me down against him, letting me feel his bulge through his pants.

He drove his hips up, and I rested my hands on his shoulders and squeezed, my p***y tightening at how big he felt.

“All mine.”

“Yours,” I breathed, bucking my hips back and forth to ride him through his pants. My panties were soaked, my cunt warm.

At that moment, there wasn’t a doubt in my mind about us. I wanted to spend the rest of my life with him and not care about what anyone else thought.

He slipped a hand between my legs and into my skirt to rub my clit. “Every part of you is mine, Mia.” He grasped my jaw gently in his hand and pushed it to the side, pressing his lips below my ear and leaving a trail of hot kisses down the side of my neck.

I slid a hand between us and stroked him through his pants, feeling his c**k, imagining him pounding it inside of me. When he pulled down the strap of my tank top, exposing my breast, he placed his mouth on it, and I threw my head back and moaned.

“Every part of me,” I repeated.

He bit down on my n****e, sending a wave of ecstasy through my body. I sunk my hand into his hair, arching my back and trying to breathe steadily. His tongue swirled around my n****e again, and then he tugged on it, becoming rougher with me.

When I couldn’t hold myself back anymore, I undid his button and zipper and pulled out his stiffness. I spit on my hand and stroked him with it, needing him inside of me.

“Feel how hard it is for you?” he asked into my ear, rubbing his fingers faster. “Only you can make me feel this good.” He slipped a finger into my p***y, the heel of his hand hitting my clit. “Only you can make me this hard.”

God, I was going to …

My p***y tightened around his fingers.

Going to …

I moaned loudly when he bent his fingers against my G-spot.

He groaned and readjusted himself, hooking a finger under my panties and moving them to the side. “Slide yourself down onto my c**k and tell me how good it feels inside of you.”

My legs were still tingling, the pleasure washing through me, but I positioned myself above him and let him slide into me until my hips were against his. He ground his hips up into mine even more.

After snaking his hand around the front of my throat, he pulled me closer to him. “Tell me.”

“You make me feel …” I gulped as he started to pound up into me, making me unable to even concentrate. “Feel so …”

“Feel so what, Mia?” he asked, pulling down my other tank top strap and letting my other breast fall out of it.

Every time he pumped into me, my breasts would bounce against his chest, my n*****s becoming more and more taut.

“You make me feel so good.”

He stared up at me like I was the only thing that mattered, his lips parted and eyes hazy. Overcome with l**t … or maybe that was love. “Do you want to come again?”

“Please,” I said, my voice coming out so desperate.

He sucked one of my n*****s back into his mouth and tugged on it, ramming fast and deep into my p***y. “Tell me you’re mine again,” he said against my breast. “I want to hear it.”

I threw my head back, moving my hips with his. “I’m you—”

“Look at me when you say it.”

I stared down at him, my p***y clenching hard, and grabbed his shoulders. “I’m yours, Michael.”

He groped my t**s and thrust up. The pressure rose higher and higher in my core, and I curled my toes, feeling a world of emotion wash over me. After a few moments, he wrapped his arms around my body, buried his face into the crook of my neck, and stilled inside of me, his thick c*m pumping into me.

He stayed quiet for a few moments, then said, “I want to spend my life with you.”