Climax

My Man - 2

Sam~~POV

Something was wrong with this guy or God was smoking weed when he made Millie. Everything he did was sensual. All his movements were womanly. Every single one of his mannerisms was of a lady's. Even his voice is soft.

I'd have been able to handle it, if it was just his body. But everything else was also wrong. As a whole, he should have been a she. Because he's turning me on. I wanted to touch that butt, squeeze it and find out if it's soft. Pull the long hair back and taste that neck.

Even his scent was girly. Strawberry. It engulfed me when he stood closer.

"I can hold it," he snaked his hand in and took hold of the picture frame, soon he was in between me and the wall, holding it.

I closed my eyes and inhaled his scent.

"Is this straight?" He asked, craning his neck back at me.

I nodded and adjusted it, my arms surrounding his slender ones. "It would need two nails on the top and one at the bottom. Don't move."

I put the drill in on the first insert of the frame. It would have been a lot easier to mark the places and drill in the nails. Instead of making him hold the picture.

But fuck, I liked the closeness. I liked how that luscious back was almost touching my front. How I could easily pull that butt in, to grind.

I imagined just that as I nailed the frame.

"Oof. My hands are aching." Millie sagged when the third nail was put in place for the first picture.

I felt bad for making him stand unmoving. But not enough to let him go.

"How many more do you have?" I moved back releasing him, for now.

"Seven. They go in the front." He indicated the other part of the restaurant with a long thin finger.

"Chef doesn't want more pictures?"

He laughed, it was music.

"Maybe... Later." He walked through a door, my gaze was glued to the back that swung with each step. There's something in the way he moved, it was precise, hips moving both ways like a dance routine. I wanted to add a few more moves real bad.

I held it together for the next three frames. After that I just couldn't. One touch. I needed it. It's driving me crazy.

The front of the shop was fully covered with dark shades, completely blocking the outside view. The back door was already locked. I decided to take the leap.

As I drilled, I leaned on him. He didn't react. Encouraged by that my body sagged against him. The scent was enticing, addicting. My left hand gripped the soft waist, Millie looked at me.

"For better grip." I lied.

He nodded.

When I moved to the last nail for that frame, I gave in and pressed our bodies together, my hand wrapping his middle. It wasn't enough though. He was short, the area of my interest was still not where I wanted it.

Frustrated, I finish drilling the nail in my hand and put the drill on the nearby table. The drilling could wait.

"The next one—"

I placed a finger on the soft, moist lips, silencing.

Trailing my hand from the waist, I finally grabbed the butt.

Fuck. It's perfect for my hand, as if custom made.

I gave a gentle squeeze, Millie shuddered. The lips parted in a silent sigh. My fingers pinched the plump lower lip.

Long eyelashes swept down, the beautiful eyes closed in pleasure. It was fascinating to watch what my touch could do to this sweet little body.

"You're beautiful." I whispered into the ear, rubbing my lips along the neck.

A moan escaped, sounding sweet as honey.

I cupped the butt cheek harder.

My dick was rock hard, touching wasn't enough anymore. Should I go all the way in?

Millie took the decision out of my hands. Literally.

Deft fingers worked my pants and released my pulsing dick.

"Fuck..."

"Yes." Millie sighed.

I didn't need anything more.

I pulled down the jeans and briefs, exposing the milky curves.

Pushing Millie on the table, I worshipped them. With my hands and lips.

"Oh my gosh... oh God... oh..." Millie made soft sweet noises, which cheered me to show all my techniques.

"There's a condom in that purse." Millie pointed at a small bag.

Yes.

The next five minutes, I spent getting both of us ready and the next five minutes I spent fucking. Millie molded himself to my every need and want. It was glorious sex.

"Your break must be over by now." Millie said when I pulled out.

"Yeah, come here." I couldn't leave without a kiss. So I kissed those luscious lips. Once I started, I couldn't stop. Millie grinned when we came up for air.

God, what a beauty.

"I'm doing a trial run tomorrow at my place. Free pizza. Do you wanna come?"

"Yes." I'm not done with that ass yet.

**** End of Chapter Two ****