In the moment, she leant forward pulled him close to her with a splattering of milk spreading across their bodies.
She threw her back, eyes flickering shut as he kissed her neck. The moment washed over her with peace. She only opened them as the afternoon sun peeked through the curtains and onto the rug. She peered over to her phone briefly acknowledging the concept of evening. Slowly she shimmed out underneath Steve, whose muscular limbs draped her petite body. Sneaking for a shower, she flicked on the taps and lathered herself with the creamy white body wash slowly and deliberately.
A quick rinse and she threw herself together with a purple dress and a little white bra after a very quick towel down. Drawing her hair into a slicked back pony tail, she saundered out into the loungroom with Steve laying there in his element staring at the ceiling.
She cleared her throat as she calmly informed, “Towels in the bathroom, go in and shower. We’ll go for dinner. Mexican?”
She waited for him to say something, instead he simply picked himself up, found his clothes and walked past her only kissing her on the forehead. She stared at his well toned back and legs with wide eyes.
Pulling her bag together, she stared back at her mobile with its seemingly infinite missed calls among other notifications. Simply she threw it into her bag as she heard Steve slipping on his shoes.
She silently intertwined her fingers with his and walked out of the apartment and down to dinner. Several streets later, she was jerked back by him just before the green pedestrian light. As she smacked into him, he pulled back the random strands of her hair before leaning into her ‘’I don’t want this to end… I don’t think I gave you the one thing you truly needed. I’ll order something, you sit yourself down here.”
Although she raised her eyebrow, she nodded and her hand slip from his. Her gaze fell on the bakery’s display of cakes and tasty treats. Her eyes wandered through the street that she saw every day but never knew the detail of. With a sigh, she saw Steve’s grey suit pants with an aroma of Mexican and freshly cut roses.
“Seeing as you’ve hijacked this, what are your plans now Mr Penrose?” “Come with me…” Sure enough, she followed him hand in hand. Down a few streets and onto the beach as
the last rays scattered across the sea. Peeling off her shoes, she looked at him, “Steve, don’t… this is nice and all, but not worth it.’’
“I just want to do something that I wanted to do when we were fuck buddies, but didn’t get a chance to do.”
“alright….”
She followed his lead onto the sand where she sat down without a single expectation. None the less, her face flourished as he gave her flowers and fed her Mexican.
“Steve, I don’t know why you’re doing this. We barely keep in touch…there’s history to us.”
“I know, but still… I wanted to be with you and only you. I didn’t really do anything with that idea while I had the chance.” Closely her eyes, her heart sank. She wasn’t meant to be falling for him. She grabbed his hand and placed it above her heart. She kissed him with such force that she knew this was a mixture of long, lust and love. She felt him paw at her dress. As they intensified, she straddled him. A simple pull of her dress meant he could see her well endowed chest, in that move she coyly opened her eyes and leant forward once more. She kissed him with a kiss of wanton desire and during so, she felt him cup her breasts. Leaning back, she made sure that he knew she had no underwear. Together they unzipped his work pants and she slid inside to pull out his fully erect cock. Gently, she repositioned herself on him. With a sigh, she gently rocked on his thick member. Her nipples became hard as they swayed against the linen business shirt. She felt Steve pull away focusing on her bust; they both realised that his shirt was now covered in her sweet creamy milk. The gentle breeze caught the streams of milk cooling her body down and making her shiver. She was thrusting and groaning faster and faster. She felt him licking her nipples and swallowing as fast as he could.
She buried her head into his neck with a string of kisses, in response, he slid his free hand under the skirt of her dress caressing her sweet juicy clit while suckling her. Her body shuddered, as she felt the gush of milk free flow. Her hips were clenched by his bear like paws as together they set a new pace. She whispered in his ear, “This is for us, isn’t it? All this milk? Every time you suck me off like that I want to get you all to myself and do a lot more to you… fuck me harder. You see these tits? They’re for you. Milk ‘em Stevie.” With that, she felt him pull her into the biggest hug as he sighed, “Baby, you’re my naughty girl, forever. I’m cumming!” She kissed him and caressed him with a sweetness that only she could give him. She slowly pried herself on him and they packed up and went back to hers. Hand in hand. She felt his arm wrap around her as they walked through her place and onto her balcony. She leant into his shirt and he whispered, “I know what we’ve had isn’t perfect but I want to make this right. Will you spend your life with me?”.
She nodded, stood on her toes and kissed him slowly as the tears of happiness fell onto her dress. She had a wedding to plan.