Coyotes and Wolves, Milo Manheim Original Story

Curious

POV: Milo

After taking an ass ton of Advil, and drinking about three Gatorades and five bottles of water, I almost felt human. Estella made me a hangover smoothie, apparently she used to make it a lot in her party days.

Now I just wanted a shower.

I went upstairs, but I heard the water already running. I started to walk away, but then I had a wicked idea. I thought about my Princess scrubbing her soft skin and standing there all dripping wet. And I wanted to know how much wetter I could make her.

I opened the door quietly, wanting to slip in unnoticed. Then I silently took off my clothes and peeked around through the glass door. Her eyes were closed as the water was running down her hair and the curvaceous crevices of her body. I could feel myself becoming hard, just watching her. I slipped into the shower quietly, and stood behind her, sliding my hands over her stomach. She gasped and turned around, her eyes widening. Staring down at her intensely, I silently pulled her to me, cradling her head and running my fingers through her wet hair as I crashed my lips into hers. Her sweet little tongue tickled my mouth, as I took control of the kiss. She bit down on my lip and I sighed into her, lustfully. That's when she pulled away, leaving me panting for more.

"What are you doing?" She whispered.

"You took such good care of me, babygirl. It's my turn now." I uttered breathily, and pulled her lips back to mine.

"Milo..." She sighed into my mouth, and I reached down and grabbed her perfect ass firmly, reminding her who it belonged to.

"You're such a good girl, baby." I whispered in her ear. "I'm not even gonna punish you for wearing that naughty little dress yesterday. It made me want to bend you over right there in the middle of the party."

"I only wore it because you were a really bad boy, Papi." She whispered, timidly.

"Yeah? My Little Red Riding Hood thought she was gonna punish the Big Bad Wolf?" I asked, smugly.

She nodded, biting her lip.

"I'll show you bad, Princess." I asserted, with intensity. "I'm gonna make you cum so many times, you're going to beg for mercy."

I heard her moan before I even touched her, my words sending sparks through her body. And I watched with a smirk, as she trembled.

I wrapped my hand around her hair and pulled her closer to me.

"I saw that little shiver. You want that, baby?" I taunted, holding her firmly. "How badly do you want it?"

"I really want it, Papi. I want to scream for you." She voiced in a whimper, as I tightened my hold on her hair.

"You like being my little doll don't you? My favorite little toy." I challenged, continuing to tease her.

"Yes, Papi. I want you to play with me." She whimpered again, her dirty words making my cock twitch.

"First I want to see how wet you are." I voiced, staring down at her and sliding my finger deep inside of her wanting pussy. I quickly added a second, and I heard her squeaky little moans get louder as I pumped. My gaze intensified and I bit my lip, allowing for a groan to escape my throat. Her panting mouth looked so fucking cute.

"Hands on the wall, Princess." I growled into her ear.

I let go of her hair and she placed her shaky little hands on the tile, anticipation running rapid throughout her body.

I slapped her ass lightly, encouraging her to open her legs for me and stick out her ass, and my obedient Princess did exactly what I wanted her to. I quickly stepped out grabbing a condom out of my pants pocket and slid it over my shaft. I stepped back into the shower and lined up with her entrance, bending over her. I placed my hands over hers on the wall, thrusting my cock into her desperately wet core, without even a word.