Chapter 25
25
Ezra
I should pay the LULU app double for my subscription. Hell, I’d pay triple. Because the 4D experience is life-changing.
When my breakfast with Val’s daughter was cut short and I discovered I was alone in the apartment, I couldn’t resist the urge to slip my hand into my pants. Existing in such close proximity to Millie has been torture. The woman may be easy to get along with and neat as a pin, but the bombshell sleeps naked, and a man only has so much willpower.
Waiting until she falls asleep every night to sneak to the bathroom to jerk off is no longer cutting it. I’m loud, and I’m not ashamed of it, but there’s no way I’m waking her up with my moans.
I’m also sick and tired of being quiet.
Knowing Millie was at the beach, I saw an opportunity. And when I was literally caught with my dick in my hand, I saw yet another. I’m a smart man, after all.
I signed up for LULU a year ago, shortly after meeting Millie. I’d never heard of an erotic stories app before. I played around with the filters but could never pinpoint her voice. In my exhaustive search, I’ve nearly devoured all the recordings (even the ones about fairies and mythology). It wasn’t until she playfully called me Daddy that it clicked.
Millie is Jules.
So when I found myself alone this morning, I opened the app and navigated to my favorites, then selected the first story. It’s categorized under daddy kink and you + her , where a female narrator guides the listener through the scene while the listener imagines they’re a part of it.
I envisioned Millie’s sexy curves in that tiny bikini beneath the waterfall yesterday. That image, paired with her sultry voice on my phone, had my cock stiffening in record time. Fantasizing about Millie calling me Daddy? Hard. As. A. Rock.
But never in my wildest dreams could I have imagined the story would come to life.
When I caught her at the door, I almost let her sneak away. Call it temporary insanity by hormones . I don’t know what I did in a former life to earn the privilege of having Millie on her knees, but I swear I’ll pay it forward. She didn’t even flinch when I spit on her tongue, that wet, pink flesh waiting and eager.
I’m dying to see another pink and wet part of her anatomy.
And when she let me come in her mouth? Who needs the audio when they’ve experienced the live performance?
Now, she’s still on her knees, her eyes swimming with lust.
“Don’t swallow,” I quickly command, praying I’m not too late.
She seals her lips, focus fixed on my face.
“Good girl,” I praise, helping her to stand. “Let me see it.”
She parts her lips, showing me the cum pooled on her tongue.
My dick twitches at the sight. “Fuck,” I groan. “The only place my cum would look better is dripping from your pussy.”
At those words, she nearly chokes.
I wrap my hand around her throat. “You can swallow now. ”
Her throat bobs beneath my palm. And when she licks her lips, my dick is ready for round two.
“Can I kiss you?”
She angles in, her tongue darting into my mouth.
When my own taste registers, I nearly black out with need. Hands on her ass, I tug her closer. “Jump, baby.”
She pulls away, her brow knitted with apprehension. She’s thinking I can’t hold her weight, but I don’t let her get away with brushing off the command.
“When I say jump, you jump ,” I growl. “Now go.”
We bend together, and I effortlessly lift her off the floor. With her legs wrapped around my waist and my cock wedged between us, I carry her to the bedroom.
Carefully, I set her on the bed and take a step back. “On your hands and knees, honey.”