16. Rocky

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Rocky

It’s my birthday week. I’ve never had a girlfriend to celebrate with, so I’m elated at the thought that this year I have Montana. She told me she can’t wait to celebrate with me. We also have our first game of the season a couple days after my birthday.

Things with Montana have been going great. Getting to know her more and more, and I just can't fathom the fact that someone would deliberately hurt her—friend or boyfriend. In the short amount of time we’ve spent together I already know that she’s becoming my best friend.

I’m over at her place, we’re snuggled up on the couch with her head in my lap. I stroke her hair as we watch the movie playing on the TV. I love how she loves to touch me.

We continue to play twenty-one questions. My girl doesn’t like coffee. She literally scrunched her nose up when I asked, “How do you like your coffee?” She replied that she hates it and says it tastes burnt. I asked why she has a Keurig and she said she likes vanilla hot cocoa in the winter and hot apple cider. This girl .

“Have you ever been in love, Savage?” Pulling me out of my daze, her question catches me off guard.

“No, I don't think I have,” I say truthfully.

“How do you know?”

“I thought I was once. She was nice in front of people. I guess I was just blind.”

“I'm sorry, but that’s her loss.”

“Are you still in love your ex-boyfriend?”

I’m not scared of her answer because I know she was with her ex for four years, but I guess I’m hoping she isn’t still in love with him.

“Honestly? No. When I met you, you changed my view on what I thought love was. Let me explain before you go and think I’m all in love with you already.” She laughs and playfully rolls her eyes. “My dad always showed me what love is, and I think that I stayed with Dylan longer than I needed to. I think I wanted him to be the one for me, even though I knew deep down he wasn't. I overlooked everything he didn’t do. Dylan never did anything for me the way you have in this little time we have been with each other. I mean, he cheated on me in my time of need. That isn’t love. Things weren’t always bad, but I shouldn’t have always had to fight for his attention. I shouldn’t have sat in my room alone, crying when my parents had just died. He could have dropped his friends to be with me, but he never did.”

“Fuck, baby, you deserve the world. You are beautiful, kind, protective, sweet and you try to help those around you. You deserve so much more than someone doing the bare minimum. His loss is my gain.” I lean down to kiss her forehead.

She sits up and straddles my waist. She wraps her arms around my neck and drags her nails through my hair. I groan and put my hands on her hips, gripping her ass tight.

“What are you doing, baby?” I ask as one of my hands slide up her back.

“I want you. I’m ready to take our relationship to the next level,” she says as she peppers kisses down my neck.

“Are you sure?” My heart is beating rapidly waiting for her response.

She nods. My brow furrows, I don’t want her to do this just because she thinks she needs to.

“Words, baby, I need to hear you say it.” I'm gripping her waist hard, waiting in anticipation.

“Yes,” she says as her breathing hitches. I see her eyes growing dark as she continues to run her fingers through my hair.

“That’s my girl.”

Say fucking less.

I move to carry her into the bedroom. Our first time together won't be on her couch. I lay her back down on the bed, her head resting on the pile of pillows. I grip my shirt from behind me and pull it over my head. She’s looking at me and running her hands down my chest, licking her lips.

Crawling on top of her, bracing my hands on the mattress by her shoulders I caress the side of her face as I place my lips onto hers, devouring them with mine. I swipe my tongue along her bottom lip, and she opens for me. My kiss was deep and demanding, my tongue moving against hers in a way that made her entire boy shiver.

I pull away and she says, “Why’d you stop?”

“You’re wearing way too many clothes.”

I take her top off to reveal a black lace bra that hugs her bare skin, making me jealous with how close it is to her skin. Her nipples harden, just begging me to touch them. Fuck me . I start to pull her shorts off and notice she’s wearing black lace boy shorts. The lingerie set dances across her skin, touching what’s mine.

Looking down at her, I just marvel at the fact that this girl is mine.

“Hey, Rocky?” she asks as I look up at her, preparing myself to stop if she wishes.

“Yes, Killer?” I reply as I stroke my hand up her thigh.

“Touch me, please.”

“Oh, baby. I’m going to do more than just touch you, I’m going to fuck you. But first, I'm going to eat this pretty pussy like it’s my last meal.”

I unclasp her bra grabbing her beautiful tits and she lets out a moan. Her skin is so soft, and her breasts fit perfectly in the palm of my hands. I flick her nipples as they harden even more. Licking my lips, I take one of her hard buds into my mouth and start to suck. She grabs handfuls of my hair as I move over to the other one which causes her to arch her back. I flick my tongue over her nipple and switched my attention to the other one and then I kiss down her belly. My tongue glides down her stomach as I look up at her.

I pull her panties off and she opens her legs for me, but I spread them even wider. I lick my lips and inhale her sweet scent. I slide one finger against her swollen clit and slide it inside her heat as she shudders with pleasure.

Pulling my finger up to my lips, I taste Montana for the first time. Her sweet juices engulf my taste buds as it makes me hungry for more. Dipping my head between her legs, flicking her clit with the tip of my tongue. She groans and writhes her body from being teased. I lick up her slit and she moans again. The way she tastes I can’t even put into words. I’ve never really wanted to eat pussy the way I am devouring hers. There is just something about her that makes me feral for her. How can one person come in and change everything you thought you knew?

“So wet for me, baby.” I lick up her sex and I cannot get enough of her taste. “I want you to come in my mouth. Got it?”

“Fuck yes, Rocky, you are so good at that,” she moans as I gaze up to see her gripping the bed sheets.

Her eyes close and we can't have that. “Open those pretty eyes. I want you to watch me eat this pretty pussy.”

I devour her pussy like I haven't eaten in weeks. The more I lick, the wetter she gets. My tongue glides over her clit as I run my fingers along the inside of her thigh. She opens wide for me as I thrust my thick finger inside her and start to scissor in and out of her. I look up as she’s moaning and grabbing her tits. I push another finger in, and then another to get her ready to take my dick. I love how she is writhing underneath me. I love how my touch gets her hot and heavy.

My fingers are pumping in and out of her as I’m sucking on her clit. Her moans are getting louder.

“That’s right, baby, moan for me.” I use my thumb to circle her clit and wait for her to shatter under me. Her legs threatened to shut as I used my free hand to pin them open. Her shaking thighs show me that she’s close.

“Come for me, baby. I want to be able to lick my lips and taste you later tonight.”

Once I say that, she unravels for me. I continue sucking and licking her as she's begging me to stop. I pull my fingers out and look her in her eyes. Putting my fingers in my mouth and sucking them clean as she watches.

“Good fucking girl. I think I just found my favorite flavor. You.”

Her eyes are hooded as she lays there looking sated. I would eat her pussy everyday if she let me.

She starts to sit up and then flips us so she's on top. Her tits bouncing in front of me as she stretches her arms up to give me the whole view. My hands lightly grab her tits as she pins my arms back down. She grins down at me, and she slides off my body. She’s kneeling between my legs and looks up at me with “innocent” eyes. She starts to pull my joggers down and my boxers go with it. Her eyes go wide as my thick dick springs to life right in front of her eyes. She licks her lips as runs her hands up and down my thighs.

“My turn,” she says as she grips her hand around my throbbing cock.

Oh, fuck.

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