Page 75 of Mr. Green

Once she’s down on solid ground, I hand off the reins to Andrew. “Thanks, man.”

“You got it.”

I put my arm around Lana’s shoulders and we head up the stairs to the house. While we were gone, Andrew lit candles and put red rose petals all over the floor. He didn’t do too bad decorating for an old man.

“Wow.” Lana freezes in the doorway.

I smile and take her hand, leading her into the family room. I push her front side against mine so she can feel how much I want her. The fire glows, heating up the room.

“You warm enough now?” I stare into her brown eyes.

“I could get warmer.”

I lean down and smile against her lips, then kiss her. After a few seconds, I break away. “Is this helping?”

“Yes, much warmer. I’m still chilly, though.”

“Better get these clothes off. Skin to skin is the best way to warm someone up.”

“I bet.”

I pull at the hem of her sweater and slowly peel it up over her head. She’s wearing a red lace onesie that pushes up her tits and makes the rest of her body look even more irresistible. I take a moment to admire it.

“I got it for you,” she explains with a seductive smile.

I press a small kiss in the middle of her cleavage. Next, I unbutton her jeans and slink down to a kneeling position to help her with getting her boots off. She holdsonto my shoulder as she strips one leg at a time from her clothing. I stay kneeling, caressing her leg from her knee to the inside of her thigh. Teasing her, enjoying her. Her legs have become toned, but she still has a luscious ass begging to be grabbed.

“Grant? We could go to the bedroom.” She’s trying to be confident, but she’s still unsure.

“We’re staying right here, baby. I want to see my Sunshine.” Her necklace glistens in the firelight. I straighten my back, proud she’s mine and she’s showing it.

Then I turn her quickly. She almost stumbles, but I’d never let her fall. Her lingerie is on display. It’s a thong, giving me easy access.

“Put your hands down in front of you, baby.” She listens and bends over, a tiny bow atop her ass. My little present.

I caress her ass with both hands, taking my time. I move the thong over and move my finger over her clit. She moans. I spread her cheeks, letting me see all of her clearly.

“You’re perfect,” I praise.

My dick is about to split through my pants, but I’m taking my time with her; she deserves it. I keep her spread, then get to my knees and flick my tongue over her clit. She starts shaking. She’s already close to coming.

I lap her up, moving my tongue up and down. Then I insert two fingers into her sweet cunt.

“Grant,” she moans.

“That’s right, baby. Say my name when you start coming. I want to hear when you’re there.”

I keep focused, moving my tongue and fingers in their own rhythm. I slap her ass and feel her shudder. Another couple of minutes and she screams my name.

Her core pulsates as I keep licking her, feeling her spasm on my fingers. Once she’s done, I turn her again, grabbing her face in my hands.

“I’m going to make sure I’m the only one you’ll ever want to be with. I’d do that any time because I want you to know you’re fucking cherished.” I tell her as I put the fingers that were inside her in my mouth.

I see remnants of a tear roll down her face as she blushes.

“Did I hurt you?” My hand moves behind my neck as my brows furrow together.

She crosses her arms over her chest. “God, no! It was nothing to do with you. I’m sorry.”