Page 29 of Mr. Green (Mr. #2)

Lana

I can’t believe I just came in three seconds. I’ve forgotten what it feels like to have a person be with you, sharing the moment. This wasn’t just any guy; it was my dream guy. It’s addictive with Grant and we haven’t even done it yet.

My heart is beating so fast, you’d think I’m running right now.

I can tell what’s about to happen is going to be off the charts.

I’ve always wanted to see what it feels like to be with my little crush.

I can’t get carried away and think he’ll whisk me off and marry me.

I have to keep him at a distance. This is just going to be sex.

I bet it’s going to be mind-blowing sex, but just sex nonetheless.

I’m here for it. I’ve been thinking about him fucking me for weeks. ..maybe years.

I stare at his features as he carries me into my room. His dirty blond hair is disheveled from me pulling at it. His beard is pointed at the chin and looks wet. His clothes are still on, but his shirt is pulling at his biceps and two undone buttons reveal a muscular chest.

He plops me on the bed and I think he’s going to come over on top of me. Instead, he goes to my nightstand drawer like he’s in search of something. Then I remember what’s in there.

“Hey! What are you doing?” My eyes widen.

He pulls out a small vibrator, no bigger than a thumb, ignoring my question. Then he comes over to the side of the bed, adjusting me so I’m on my back with my head leaning off the edge a little.

“What are you doing?” I ask again.

“Hold still. You’re going to put my cock in your mouth and I’m going to fondle your clit with this,” he holds up my vibrator, “while you’re doing it. Then I’m going to make you come on my dick. Be a good girl. Spread those beautiful legs and open that sweet mouth of yours.”

That sounds perfect. If I wasn’t wet before, I’d say I’m soaking the entire bed now. A man who knows what he wants and is going to give me pleasure at the same time? Yes, please!

I spread my legs while he pulls off his clothes. He stares at me through hooded eyes as he takes off every item, looking as though any moment he’ll combust from desire.

Once his clothes are removed, it’s apparent he’s standing at attention.

He looks strong, but he isn’t airbrushed.

You can see muscle details in his biceps and chest, but it’s a natural-looking, strong body instead of a muscle head kind of body.

I imagine it’s exactly what Vikings in the old days looked like.

He reaches for a small pillow and places it under my neck as I’m face to face with his dick. It looks big. I don’t think I’m going to be able to get half of it in my mouth. I put my hand around it and I’m barely able to grasp my fingers around it.

“Ready, baby?”

I nod and open my mouth. Then he inserts his cock between my lips.

I love being filled with him. I love how he’s taking control.

He starts fondling my breast as he places the vibrator on my clit with his other hand.

I’m going to come again already. I want to hold off, I want to give him more than two seconds of pleasure.

I focus on moving my tongue around his tip and playing with his balls as he fondles me.

He moves his hips slowly in and out, in and out.

I brush one of my fingers along his inner thigh as I continue to grab his balls in the other.

He flicks my nipples and keeps the vibrator in place.

“You like that dick in your mouth. You like me filling you, don’t you?”

I moan as my response. He pushes in, but I’m not gagging. In this position it’s surprisingly easy to take him down. I want more, so I put my hands on his hips and nudge them towards me, taking as much as I can, knowing I’m in charge.

“Fuck yeah, baby!”

His dirty talk distracts me from my tasks and I start coming with him down my throat.

He waits until I’ve stopped trembling. Then he’s on the bed.

He grabs my legs and pulls me towards him in one quick motion, so my head is now fully on the bed.

Then he places a condom on and grabs a different pillow, placing it under my hips.

He lines himself up at my entrance while my legs wrap around his waist.

“You’re gonna take this cock down so good, huh?” He licks his bottom lip.

“God, yes!”

In one smooth movement he has inserted himself, stretching me wide. Toys are nice, but the look on Grant’s face is so much better. He’s looking at me like I’m his favorite dessert and he can’t get enough. I fucking love it.

“Yeah, take it baby.”

He thrusts and I moan. Seeing him atop of me, with his wavy, thick hair going wild is a dream I’ve always wanted.

His biceps and chest muscles are striking.

I don’t want this to end. I’m in a euphoric state right now where everything I’ve ever dreamed is coming true.

He thrusts in as much as he can, then takes his time pulling out, then thrusts in quick.

He does it over and over. After a few moments, he brings the vibrator to my clit again, a sensation I needed after having already felt it. Then he picks up the pace.

“I want to see your face when you come on my dick.”

That’s enough for me to come again. I see a sea of black dots as I convulse and arch my back, screaming his name. It’s the best orgasm I’ve ever had. He gives in to his orgasm sometime when I couldn’t see. I feel him release and relax while catching his breath.

He lays over me where his heartbeat races against my chest. After a few moments, he turns us so we’re laying on our sides while he stays inside me. We stay there, enjoying each other. I caress his biceps, which have a light sheen of sweat on them.

“I’m never going to get enough of you. I already want to go again,” he tells me as he kisses my forehead.

I believe him. He’s already getting hard.

It seems like I’m in a dream where the most popular guy in school is suddenly going for the nerd.

I’ve wanted Grant’s lips on mine since I was younger.

Waiting forever was worth it, but I’m still confused.

Who would want me when I’m still broken? I don’t understand him.

“You’re quiet. What’s wrong?” He strokes my hair.

“Why do you want me?” I avoid making eye contact with him.

He cups my face, turning it to look up at him.

My eyes meet his, but he looks puzzled. “Why wouldn’t I want you?

I know you’re going through a tough time, but you don’t need to dismiss yourself.

You’re an amazing, smart, beautiful person.

You might not feel that, but I know it. I know you can see it in yourself again, because I’ve seen it before.

I want to see it again. I know you’re so close. ”

“I’m not there yet, though. I literally fell apart in front of you less than two hours ago. It doesn’t make sense.”

“Lana, why are you so hard on yourself? I’ve been looking for someone exactly like you for a long time. You’re perfect.”

I scoff. “I’m far from perfect.”

“Not to me. What don’t you like about yourself? You have so much negativity towards yourself. You should be your biggest supporter.”

“I’m just aware of my faults.”

“You’re the only one who sees them. If others are searching for them, then fuck ’em. You have some amazing assets as far as I’m concerned.” He grabs my ass and gives it a little slap.

“You just like my ass.”

“I do, but you’re more than just a beautiful body.

” He cups one of his hands around my jaw and puts his forehead to mine.

“Your smile lights up a room, you own your own gym, you can create an app in record time, you’re creative, and relaxed.

Obviously you’re smart and driven, you’re just a little lost. As soon as you start seeing all the good things, others will too. ”

I give him a small smile. “Thanks for coming over tonight.”

“I’d come over any night. I have to go to Texas tomorrow, but I’m coming back as soon as possible.”

I stroke his beard, staring at him like he’s going to disappear. Just like Ryan. They all leave eventually.

“I need to check on dinner,” I tell him, to get away. I start padding to the kitchen. The thought of him leaving is making me want to cry. If I start crying again, I’m going to kick my own ass.

Don’t get attached. Don’t get attached.

“Don’t take too long,” he calls from the bed. “I have something I want to keep eating.”