38. Millie
CHAPTER 38
Millie
I shake my head, remembering last week I used that same vibrator and pictured it was him instead.
“You’re thinking about it now, aren’t you?” Will asks, and damn my red cheeks for giving it away. “Change of plans.”
I lay there, not saying anything, wondering what he means.
“Show me how you pleasure yourself. I want to watch.”
“Oh,” I squeak out. “Yo-you want to watch?”
He grabs the vibrator and hands it to me, his fingers slowly sliding out from holding it as I grab it.
“Yes.” Will rolls over to the side of me and rests his hand on his head. He takes off his glasses this time, before his other hand grips his cock and he pumps his length. “Show me.”
“I’ve never done this in front of anyone before,” I admit. After I grab the lube from the nightstand and apply a small amount to the vibrator, I turn it on and drag it down my stomach, stopping when I reach my clit.
My nerves are extra sensitive from already rubbing on Will and from being more turned on than I have been in a while. I never knew sex could be like this, intimate and funny, until Will came along .
“Don’t let yourself come,” Will adds as I circle the tip.
“No promises,” I say, bringing my free hand to my breast. I pinch my nipple, rolling it between my fingers as I play with the vibrator.
He’s still stroking his own cock, his eyes glued to my hand on my pussy. My legs fall open the rest of the way, letting him have a better view.
“Look at you,” Will whispers, slowing his own hand.
My hand falls from my breast, and Will’s hand replaces it. He’s hovering over me slightly, still watching. But now, his eyes roam. Even when he brings his tongue to my nipple, he’s watching me, circling his tongue at a similar pace to how I’m using the vibrator.
“Fuck, Will, you’re the one that’s going to make me come,” I moan. He keeps his mouth on my breast but brings his other hand to rub my other nipple.
My breathing is ragged. The tension of him seeing me, of seeing everything, is a lot. It’s almost too much to know that he’s mine , as much as he will ever be. I’ve slept in this bed for a long time dreaming of the day when he’d come home and want me the way that I want him.
All my fantasies and dreams of him, all coming true because of a kiss in a closet.
I accidentally press the button that increases the speed of the vibrator and let out a moan.
“Fuck, Millie, I can’t wait any longer,” Will says. He quickly slides down the bed until his head is between my legs. Instead of turning the vibrator off, he takes it from me and decreases the speed, still using it on my clit. But he also inserts two digits into my folds, and I wasn’t expecting it. My body is feeling everything at the same time, and with him down there, it doesn’t take long before I’m coming.
“That’s right, love. Scream my name. Let the neighbors know who has you coming so fucking hard. ”
God, my legs are shaking to the point where Will brings his elbows to pin them, letting me ride out my orgasm.
Will turns off the vibrator, but instead of slowing, he replaces it with his tongue and flicks my clit.
“Fuck,” I moan. “I’m too sensitive, Will.” My back arches with every touch.
“Give me one more.”
“I need a minute,” I say even though my body is chanting at him to give me more.
“I know what you need, love, remember?” he mumbles against my clit, inserting a third finger to fuck me. I’m not going to last long.
Before Will, I wasn’t with a lot of people, or at least not long term. And whenever we’d get intimate, they’d only care about themselves. They never cared enough to get me there, or would expect me to only orgasm during sex. But like most women, I can’t simply orgasm from penetration alone.
So, to have Will want to give me multiple in a row, this is new to me. The last time we had sex, we took breaks over the span of a night. And even with him wanting to give me a second one, I know he will still want to give me at least one more tonight after this.
“Will, like that, yes.” I praise him as he circles my clit with his tongue while hooking his fingers inside me.
When I consider holding back to not come quickly, he brings his hand to my nipple once more and fucks me with his fingers hard. Each thrust has me gasping, each flick of his tongue has me whimpering. I’m so close. So fucking close.
Will moves his hand from my breast to my clit, moving his mouth to my inner thighs. His facial hair leaves small scratches as he presses kisses to each leg. Somehow, he twists his fingers in a way to get even deeper in my pussy, which has me orgasming for the second time.
“That’s my good girl,” he whispers against my core, pressing kisses as he slows his fingers.
My breathing slows, but my heart still races. My hands are gripping the sheets tight, so I let them go. I bring one hand to the back of his head and tug at his hair.
“Come here,” I say, and he smiles at me.
“Happy to,” he whispers. As he slides up my body, he slips his fingers out of me.
Before he’s able to kiss me, I grab the hand that he was using to fuck me with and stick his fingers in my mouth. I slide them out slowly, making sure to keep eye contact with him as I do so.
He licks the bottom of his lip as his fingers pop out of my mouth. And he doesn’t say anything before he presses his mouth to mine. I grip the back of his shoulders, encouraging him to lay on me, to wrap his arms around me and hold me close.
I want to be as close to him as possible. I don’t want any room between us. My head tilts to give him more of me, to deepen our kiss. I wrap my legs around his waist as he pushes the head of his cock down my pussy. Over and over again, grinding into me, and I fucking love it.
I can’t get enough.
“I need to be inside you. Now,” he grits out as he teases me.
“Okay. Yes,” I say and he goes to move off me, but I hold him down.
“God, I want to have babies with you,” Will mumbles against my skin. “Ah, fuck, I shouldn’t have said that.” He freezes for a moment, likely freaking out in his own head.
My eyes widen and if my heart wasn’t already racing, it’d quicken at the confession.
“You…you want babies with me?”
Will grips my cheek. “Yeah, love, of course I want babies with you. You know, when you’re ready.”
“I’m ready,” I rush out, and I don’t mean for it to take him by shock, but I also didn’t intend to have this conversation while we are both naked.
“You’re ready?” Will asks, obviously confused .
I dip my head, not knowing how to answer that question out loud.
“Millie, you need to be explicit here, I can’t?—”
“Fuck me, Will. No condom,” I say quickly and grip his hips, pulling him close to me.
He comes the rest of the way, the head of his cock pushing into me.
“It’s not too late,” Will grunts.
“If you’re serious about me, serious about staying, show me.”
That is enough to have him increasing his pace, not leaving any room between us. He fucks me like he owns me. Fast. Hard. We are both clawing at each other, obsessed with leaving marks where no one can see. Being with Will is better than I could have imagined. No fantasy that I’ve had is anywhere close to what I’m experiencing now.
It’s euphoric—him being inside me. His eyes constantly shift from me to where he pushes his cock deep in me, moaning every time.
Will sits back and grabs my legs, putting them on his chest. He’s somehow able to thrust deeper, harder, and I’m close to my third orgasm of the evening.
“Like that, yes,” I moan as he thrusts into me.
“Fuck, Millie, look at you. You take my cock so well,” Will says as watches me take every inch of his length. “Feels so good,” he moans.
If I had any words, they would be swallowed by my heavy breathing.
“I’m close, Mills, I’m almost there.”
He circles my clit with his finger, and fuck, I’m so sensitive. None of my previous lovers have been like this, so giving, like Will. My nerves are screaming at me to both stop and keep going because it feels so good, everything feels so good.
“Give me one more, love. Come with me,” Will says as he flicks me.
Between that and the movement of his cock, I’m coming apart at the seams. Even if I tried to hold off, it wouldn’t work. I’m too far gone, my body becoming obsessed with how he feels inside me.
He fucks me like he means it, like he’s showing me this is where he belongs.
“One last chance, Millie,” Will grunts.
“Fill me up, Will,” I whimper as I come undone. My thighs shake as he thrusts hard, fucking me into oblivion. “Fuck,” I scream.
He doesn’t pull out yet, but he does drop my legs and lay on top of me, bringing his mouth to mine.
“I love you, Millie. And I fucking hope we made a baby.” Will kisses me again slowly.
“I love you. And it could take a while, you know,” I whisper, knowing that it’s rare for someone to get pregnant after one try.
“Then we keep trying,” he says with confidence, like he’s been thinking about it for a long time.
“Then we keep trying.” I can’t help but smile at how everything evolved between us.
We stay like that for only a few minutes before I beg him to get off me so I can clean myself. He decides that we need to shower together, which I don’t argue against. I don’t want to leave his side after what happened, even for a few minutes.
A few weeks ago, I was working long hours and weekends and had no time for anything other than that. It consumed me. And now? Now, I can admit that I’m in love with my brother’s best friend, have been for a while, and he loves me back. Nothing can top this feeling.