The Love of Montana

One In A Mill

Kylie
I had been driving for hours, and couldn't help but to look over to Milotto.
I was slowly drifting off to sleep, so I shook him. He woke and looked to me, "Wassuh?"
I looked at him sleepily, "Can you drive for a while now, you've been sleep for long enough. I would like some sleep. He started to rise up from the seat, "Ight pull over baebeh." I pulled over to the side of the highway and unbuckled my seatbelt. We got out of the car and switched sides, once settled down he looked to me and smiled. "Well." I looked at him in wonderment, "What?" He smacked his lips and put the car in drive. "Buckle up for safety motherfucker." He slammed on the gas which made me quickly reach for my seatbelt. I buckled in and looked to him, he looked happy and I mean happy. He was at his happiest, he looked back at me with a smile planted on his face. I knew I was safest when I was with him, so I cuddled up to the seat and fell asleep.

I woke up in bed and looked next to me, to see Milotto watching tv. "What you watching?" He smiled and looked to me giving me a kiss on the forehead, "Scramble." I raised up rubbing my eyes, "What time is it?" He mashed the info button on the remote. "One-fifty five." I giggled at how little the detail was that he was giving. "P.M or A.M?" He laughed, "Oh you making fun of me now? That's how we gone do this, ok don't let me roast you na. I know you my wifey and all but don't be thinking you have special privileges." He grabbed me by my waist and tickled me, I burst out into laughter. I hated being tickled, it made my sides and stomach hurt. "Stooop! I'm so-o-rry, I'm soo-rrrry!" He didn't stop though he just kept tickling, and I hated every second. Well not the part that he was the one doing the tickling, because I loved him. I could feel myself about to cry, and I'm sure he could see it. He stopped and pulled his hands back, "You better be sorry." He moved over and I sat up, "When are we going to take out?" He started giggling and looked to me, "Why?" I looked to him remembering what happened last night, "Because we're on the run here." He burst into laughter, "No...you on the run, not me." I looked at him disapprovingly, what he was saying wasn't funny at all. He looked to me to see the mug I had on my face, he smiled, "I'm just playing, you know I'm just playing. We like the sexier versions of Bonnie and Clyde, but instead Bonnie shot somebody and Clyde just watched helplessly." He continued on laughing, while I continued to stare at him with a blank face, "She needed to die, it was like she was obsessed with you or something. But like obsessed I'm Sharon and she that white girl, uh what's her name." He rolled his eyes and started laughing, "You so stuupid, how is that gone be your so called favorite movie but you don't even know one of the main character's name." He rolled over into laughter and I kicked him playfully onto the floor. I climbed over to the edge of the bed to see him still rolling around in laughter, "Are you serious right now, it wasn't even that funny." He looked up to me with a smile, grabbed my arm and pulled me off of the bed. "Yes it was," he said with a smirk. I got up from the floor and sat back on the bed, he sat up and looked to me. "You wanna know something?" I pulled my lips back to the side of my face, "What?" He laughed, "I'll tell you later." I kicked him in the side playfully, "Are you serious?" He looked at me with a solid grin, "Very." He raised up from the floor, and leaned in for a kiss. His lips crashed into mine, and pushed me back onto the bed. We kissed very passionately as he reached under my skirt. I closed my eyes and winced. "I'm not changing my mind, oh my God...Milotto." He was running his fingers through my hair, he bit down on my lip and began to pull at it. He pulled at my skirt licking his lips, he pulled it off and unbuckled his Gucci belt. He laid down on top of me starting to kiss me some more, only this time he did it with more force. He flipped me over and unzipped my top, he snatched off my bra. "Ow," I said under my breath in pain. He planted soft wet kisses on my shoulders and back. "I love you mami-sita," he said as he flipped me back over and pulled off his pants and shirt. He walked over to his bags and came back with a condom, he tore it off with his teeth spitting it out somewhere across the room. He took it out and placed it in my hand and bit down on his lip, "Put it on for me?" I looked at it then at him questionably, "Um..." he scrunched up his face, "Its yo decision on whether or not I wear a condom or not. All yah have tah do is slide it on." I slid to the end of the bed to where he was and slowly slid it on, he looked down at me and bit down on his lip and moaned. When I finally had it on as far as it could possibly go. He pushed me back on the bed and snatched me to him, he rammed himself into me and grabbed onto my legs. I screamed out placing my hands on his chest, "Lotto tha-tha-that's t-too ro-uh-ugh." I pushed on his chest trying to get him to pull out. He thrusted into me harder which made me fall back, "Oh...Milotto!" I grabbed hold of his arms as my legs started to quiver, he bent over and sucked on my neck as he continued with the rough pace. I grabbed hold of his shoulders as he wrapped my legs around him. I could feel myself about to orgasm as my body was starting to shake, "Lotto...baby...I'm about to cum." He kept with his pace, "Well cum then, cum for me baebey." I quivered and shook as my orgasm took over me, even though I had orgasmed he didn't stop. He flipped me back over and rammed into me some more, "Oh...Ooooh my God." After being in that position for ten minutes he came screaming, "Je T'aime!" He collapsed on top of me and fell asleep. I loved being loved by him this way, I didn't want him to move. I loved that after we make love he falls on top of me, like a little baby that I can hold and spoil. So I just slept with him just like that.