He'd had a vague suspicion, but hearing it come out of her mouth…her mouth! The same mouth that had been sucking his cock only a minute ago…John felt his head begin to swim as fantasy and reality suddenly became interchangeable, trading places in his mind until he couldn't tell which was which, anymore…
I knew how you felt about me…your hands that I imagined…
Unable to control his body, he collapsed to his own knees in front of her. Now, on an almost-equal level, they searched each other's faces. There were tears in her eyes…but then there must be in his own as well, because he could feel the dampness on his cheeks…
He lunged forward and passionately caught her mouth in a kiss which was all shuddering breath and thrusting tongue. He reached out his hand and brought it between her legs, cupping as much of her as he could reach. She squirmed and wiggled the position of her knees on the floor, opening her legs to allow him more access. He took the invitation and immediately brought his hand further in. Running his first two fingers along her opening, he then let them sink into her.
Millie, gave a little cry and broke out of their kiss. Her legs weakened and she caught ahold of his shoulders to steady herself as he moved inside of her.
"My hands…like this….? "
She had no words, this time. The best she could manage was a moan as he slid his fingers out and up to circle her clit, then back inside and began thrusting them, using the strength in his arm to carry a rhythm while also keeping the flat of his hand against her, brushing her clit with every pass.
"Oh God, Millie! Is this how you are when you touch yourself? Are you this wet, then…?"
She shook her head and struggled to find her voice. She had to tell him, he needed to know that what this was between them was so much more…
"Just for…you…"
With a groan, John captured her mouth again. But trying to keep his fingers moving at a steady pace while also kissing her the way he wanted to was a challenge…and his own arousal was demanding his attention as well…
"What do you want…?" he murmured against her lips. He ached to be inside her again, but if she wanted only this, he wouldn't deny her.
To his surprise, she answered with her body instead of her words. Still kissing him, she gripped his shoulders more tightly, then used her hold to twist him sideways. He resisted at first, instinctively tensing up against her redirection. But as his mind caught up to his body, he purposefully relaxed his torso and allowed her to move him, reluctant to break their kiss but curious to find out what she would do next...
Now that he was facing where she wanted him to, she let go of his shoulders and used her hands to push him in the direction of the floor. Now he understood. He let her push him down, stretching himself flat on the floor. She immediately followed, climbing on top to straddle him. Without hesitation, she gripped his cock in her hand, positioned it at her opening and sank down onto him. Then she gasped, holding herself rigid and still for a moment.
He groaned, overwhelmed with the pleasure of her inner walls once more surrounding and enveloping him. Impatiently, he wanted to thrust up, but when he saw her put her hand on her stomach and wince, he willed himself not to move. Mentally stopping his hips from having their way, he took a deep breath and let his body relax into her. It was going to take a lot of effort to let her be the one in control, this time...
Millie had been expecting to be slightly sore from earlier, but she'd forgotten to take into account the size difference from what she was used to. Squeezing her eyes shut, she took a second to breathe through the sudden cramp in her belly. As the pain slowly eased, what it left behind was the delicious, tingling sensation of being stretched and filled. With a moan, she began to move her hips, surging forward and rolling back, using her hands on his chest to steady herself…
John forced his eyes to stay open and focused on watching her ride him, allowing himself jolts of stimulation from the sight of the strong, surprising woman on top of him. She was beyond beautiful—lost in her rhythm, seeking her own pleasure…He let his hands caress up her thighs and settle on her hips to follow her movements. He rocked his own hips in sync with hers, carefully controlling his instinct to take it further. He realized, here was a new way to practice humility, as sacred as anything he had ever done in service of God. His face softened into an admiring smile as he allowed his body to ease into her thrusts, following her lead…
She moved her arms back behind herself to rest her weight on his thighs, then thrust her hips sharply forward. Arching her back and neck, she pushed down hard on his cock and held that pressure for a moment. John could feel that there was no farther to go—he was as deeply inside her as he could be...But still, it wasn't enough...As she pressed down, he pushed up with equal measure, then he felt her hips grind in a circular motion and she gave out a moan.
Her breasts were thrust out very temptingly and he brought both his hands up to tease at her nipples with his fingers. She gave a sharp gasp and a high pitched whine. Then she began to move again, now desperate and determined…
Millie had already had two orgasms tonight. She thought not to expect much from this one, even as she strained towards it. But as it began to build, it did so strangely—in the tops of her clenching thighs, intensifying with each thrust of her hips…
With a series of desperate gasps, she felt it overtake her in the form of strong tremors shuddering through her thighs and into her pelvis where she ground her hips into him…and it did not stop…
As she rode through it, her breath began to come in great, shivering heaves and she knew without knowing that the orgasm would continue as long as she kept thrusting. Her back arched and she used every bit of strength she had to extend her pleasure. But after a small eternity, she had to let it go as her legs gave out and would not carry her through the motions any more. She slumped forward, completely spent, and rested her head heavy against his chest, panting and gasping.
John watched in awe, filled with adoration to see Millie bring herself to orgasm by her own force of will. But his cock was still throbbing inside her, and the tender emotion in his soul was complicated and muddled with the selfish desire of his body to continue on with his own pleasure, past where she'd let it drop...
Millie felt him try to thrust himself upwards into her a few more times, but she knew she was dead weight on him and he soon gave up the effort. Her body moved and shifted without resistance as he sat up and brought his arms around her.
"Are you alright?" He sounded worried.
"Mmmmmhmmmm…you go on…" she gestured to where they were still connected.
"Are you sure?" She could hear the conflict in his voice, wanting to let her rest, but also needing his own release.
"Yes, I'm fine," she let her contentment show on her face, giving him a blissful smile…
He lifted her up and off of him, and she helped as much as her numb legs would allow. Gently, he guided her over onto her back, cushioning her head with his hand so it wouldn't hit the hard floor. Her legs fell open of their own accord as he came in between them. Then he thrust into her in one quick motion, harder than she was expecting. It sent aftershocks spasming through her insides, but she didn't have the energy to do anything more than hold to his shoulders as he sought his own orgasm…