21. Nathan
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nathan
MILF Dreams of Jeanie
In the moonlight, Jeanie rolls over and yelps when she comes face-to-face with a silicone tongue sticking out of the blow-up doll’s mouth. The attachment vibrates violently on high.
“Busted!” I lean over her pillow wall with a wolfish grin. As I was fluffing my pillows, I found the box of missing sex toys when it fell on the floor.
“Turn it off.” Embarrassed, she swings her arms in protest.
I flip the doll’s switch and the tongue’s mode changes from vibrate to stroke, rolling in smooth, realistic movements.
“Okay, that’s amazing.” Jeanie sits up with an expression of awe.
“I went to great lengths to make sure the manufacturers made the oral experience authentic.” I stick out my tongue to replicate the motion.
“Now you’re showing off. ”
“I have many, many talents,” I say before turning off the toy and returning the doll to his guard position.
“Be good,” Jeanie says.
Making no promises, I lie back down. A grin has been plastered on my face all evening. Moving into her hotel room has altered the forecast for my success rate to one hundred percent. Her pussy will be squeezing my cock by week’s end.
She couldn’t stop me from pursuing her, even with her sad wall of pillows. I’m too amped. She doesn’t see it yet, but every second we spend together, she’s falling deeper into my trap. Meanwhile, I ignore the voice telling me that I’m falling into hers too.
“Thanks for tonight. I can’t remember the last time I had this much fun,” she says as she settles into the confines of her pillow castle.
“There’s plenty more where that came from,” I say, toeing the line again.
Jeanie giggles. “You seriously can’t stop flirting, can you? Try some normal pillow talk.”
“Isn’t pillow talk a chat between sexual partners while they’re in bed?”
“Maybe I’m taking you for a test run.”
When her comment lands, I’m so shocked, I can’t help the several seconds of silence that follows. She might expect a witty retort, but with this new opening, there’s only one thing I can do.
With a wide swipe of my forearm, I push the doll and pillows aside and tug her into my embrace. Now we’re where we should be, our chests pressed together in the middle of the bed with the length of her magnificent body against mine.
She gasps but doesn’t protest. Every physical indication suggests she wants this as much as I do. The difference is she’s in denial.
“Then I should give you a full taste of what I’m offering,” I say so she can feel the heat of my words on her skin.
She’s strung so tightly, I can control her movements like a marionette puppet. My hand glides across her back and she arches into me, making her nipples scrape my chest. When my fingers dance up her thigh, she lifts her knee, almost hooking it over my hip. Each reaction is more proof of our tethered connection.
“But can you do it without touching me?” Her voice wavers on her only rule of cohabitation. The one we’re currently breaking.
I grin. “I never back down from a challenge.”
Her breath hitches as if she didn’t expect this answer.
“But there’s one thing I have to do first.” I sit up in bed. As her gaze locks with mine, I drag the hem of her nightgown above her knee.
She places a hand over mine. “You said you wouldn’t touch me.”
“I promise, my skin will not touch yours until you ask me to. Do you trust me?”
She nods, and her hand falls to her side in acceptance.
I slowly tug the fabric over her head until her hair fans over her bare shoulders. Beneath the nightgown, her breasts are as free and sumptuous as the first time I laid eyes on them, and her lace bottoms are so thin, they may as well be invisible. Her pussy is bare.
She’s done a lot more than the fanny facial at the spa. I love that she’s been pampering herself.
“You’re stunning.” I take in the view of her decadent body, and my mouth waters at the sight of her dusty-rose-colored nipples.
She reclines onto a pillow. A fingertip settles between the seam of her lips like a tease. Between here and there are miles and miles of swells to explore and so many soft places to stop and worship.
“I’m ready for my no-touching test run,” she says with lust in her eyes.