Mile High: Special Edition (Windy City #1)

I tease her swollen nerves, flicking my tongue at a torturous pace, but unlike her, I’m going to let her come because, selfishly, it’s one of my favorite things to watch.

Looking up, I keep my eyes on her rapidly rising chest, her contracting stomach, her flushed and freckled cheeks. I continue to lick, suck, and kiss, finally having a taste of the girl I’ve been missing for far too long.

I slyly undo my belt and zipper while my tongue continues to work her up. Grabbing my cock out, I give it a few needed tugs. The relief is almost too much, just having it out of its restriction, but there’s no way in hell I’m letting myself come before I’m buried deep inside of her.

“Zee, I’m so close,” she whines, her entire body tightening.

I grab the back of her knees, pushing them up as I continue to fuck her with my mouth, making her come all over my tongue and letting her ride it out against me.

Her chest heaves, and a content smile slides across her lips. Pure euphoria takes over her freckled face, and I don’t know if I’ve seen anything hotter in my life than that little performance.

My naked girl lays limp, sprawled out over my expensive-ass couches. I stand up, looking down at her, while I’m still entirely clothed, minus my dick in my hand.

Her hazy eyes fall right to it.

“Quite the little show you put on, sweetheart.”

She bites her lip, nodding.

“You know you’re going to have to pay for that, right?”

She doesn’t respond but keeps her focus on my cock as it moves in and out of my fist.

“Is this what my girl wants?” I nod towards my crotch. “It’s all yours, Vee.”

Dropping to her knees in front of me, she swiftly yanks my pants down my legs.

I take a fistful of her hair, tilting her head to look at me. “Are you going to show me how well you suck it?”

She innocently nods as she takes my cock in her mouth, swirling her tongue around the tip before pushing me so deep she chokes a bit.

“Just like that. That’s my girl.”

Gathering her curls in my hand, I involuntarily thrust into her. “I fucking love you,” I blurt out, barely having enough breath to speak. My head falls back, eyes closed as I concentrate on not coming in two seconds flat. “Oh my God, I love you.”

Stevie bobs her head, taking almost all of me in her warm mouth as I stroke her cheek. “My talented girl.”

I continue to encourage, but when she sucks her cheeks in, running her lips down my length, I have to pull out of her, so I don’t finish too soon.

My chest heaves, needing oxygen as I stay bent over, fisting her curly hair, and trying to regain my composure. But eventually, I straighten, slipping my shirt over my head, making myself as bare as she is.

“Get on the couch and open your legs. I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk.”

An excited smile takes over her face as she backs up on the sofa, shifting her body, so I have space to climb on too.

I nudge her legs open with my knee, fist my cock, and center myself, but then I look down and see her. And just like that, I’m under her spell as I always am.

My voice is soft, almost gentle. “I love you, Stevie.”

She giggles, lying naked on her back. “You just went from ‘daddy’ to ‘baby’ real quick.”

My brows jump. “Call me ‘daddy’ again.”

She playfully rolls her eyes, swatting me in the chest. I fall on top of her, smiling into her neck and letting her hold me for a moment.

She softly rubs the length of my back. “I love you so much,” she whispers.

“Can you tell me that again?”

“I love you, and I’ll remind you as often as you need.”

Stroking the side of her face, I move her hair out of the way so I can see her a bit better. “I missed you so much, Stevie, and I’m sorry.”

Shaking her head, she brushes me off. “Look at all the good things that came out of it.” She pauses, letting her words sink in. “But don’t ever pull that shit again.”

Our mutual smiles shift the tone once more. “Never.”

My mouth find hers, soft and gentle as I line myself up and slowly push into her.

Our lips gape against each other as we hold eye contact, but fuck, she feels amazing. I’ve taken care of myself to the memory of her far too many times over the last few weeks, but nothing compares to this.

I keep my strides slow and consistent in tempo, both of us moving together until I lean up on my elbows, getting better leverage to pick up my pace and force.

I circle my hand around the base of her throat as the chain hangs off my neck, dangling over her, but she doesn’t seem to mind, completely lost in the moment. I pound into her, almost punishing, but I can’t get over how beautiful she looks beneath me, her tits bouncing with every intentional thrust.

Her curls are sprawled beneath her, soft golden strands peppered throughout the chestnut waves. Her lashes flutter, but when her blue-green eyes connect with mine, I almost lose it.

I’m not going to last long if I stay in control.

Keeping my dick inside of her, I slide my arms under her back, lifting her curvy body as I take a seat on the couch. Her soft thighs straddle mine, her tits right in my face.

“Ride me, sweetheart. Show me what you can do.”

She rolls her hips on me as I lean back on the couch, hands folded behind my head.

“Holy fuck,” I breathe out, closing my eyes and feeling it all as she bounces on my dick. “How are you so good at this?”

She continues her movements, grinding and rolling. I lean forward, taking one of her pretty brown nipples in my mouth and filling both hands with her ass as I begin bouncing her quicker. I’m getting close, and I know she is too.

Her arms wrap around my shoulders as she hides in my neck, leaving her body at my disposal.

“You feel so good,” she cries, hidden away as she begins to quiver and shake.

“Keep going, Vee, you’re doing so good. Use me. Don’t stop. I need you to come all over me.”

She doesn’t stop. She continues her movements until finally, she falls apart as her orgasm rips through her, leaving her with absolutely no control of her body.

I pull her mouth to mine as I hold her hips tight, thrusting upward into her a few more times, her pussy clenching around me. I come undone right along with her as we ride our highs together.

“I love you,” she reminds me between heavy breaths, her arms wrapped around my neck, lips ghosting mine.

A smile slides across my face. I’ve never had someone say that to me in this way, but I’ve also never wanted anyone to. But with Stevie, I wouldn’t mind hearing it every day for the rest of my life.

I cup the back of her head, holding her to me. “I love you, too.”

We stay in silence for a few moments as we mutually come down from our highs, and I can’t hold back any longer when l blurt out, “Did you sign on an apartment in Seattle?”

“Zee,” she laughs. “You’re still inside of me.”

“I know, but today is my first day of the off-season, and I can finally talk to teams, so if you’re going to be in Seattle, I need to make some calls and see what I can do.”

She lifts off my dick slowly, adjusting, so she’s sitting across my lap as I hold her.

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