Fifty One Days

Chapter 11 'The secret'

Chapter 11 guys! Don't forget to vote guys, it means so much. Okay so sex scene guys so if that's not your thing just skip this chapter. ❤📖

We get back to the house, the taxi ride home was in silence. Milo had his hand placed on my knee, occasionally it would slide further up my leg, then up my dress. Without taking his eyes off the driver in front, he slides his fingers all the way up, his hands were cold from the weather but felt electric and red hot on my skin.

His hand makes quick work of sliding his fingers into my underwear, I could feel I was already wet from the moment he touched me. I hadn't been with anyone else over the last year, not because I was waiting for Milo to come back, I genuinely didn't think he ever would. I just got busy with work, with the new office in London opening and all....okay, so maybe I did think he was coming back, I had a few near misses with Kyle over the last year mind, just a peck on the cheek gone slightly wrong or a drunken night, walk me home, do you want to come in, one of us has passed out before anything has happened, sort of situation but nothing else with no one else.

Milo's fingers circling around down below brings me back to the present, I cant help but moan as he slides a finger into me. He moves closer to me and whispers in my ear for me to be quiet, I stare forward luckily the driver hasn't noticed. Just as his fingers pick up rhythm, the car pulls to a sudden stop.

"There you go guys, that will be £16" Milo pulls out his fingers quickly, ahhhhh, I'm left breathless and too warm, I can feel how flushed I am.

I can barely move, my legs feel like jelly. I stand on the curb while Milo pays the driver. We both watch as the taxi pulls away. We walk to the house in silence. I can barely think and as we reach the front door, I just stand there.
"Ali?" Milo pulls me to look at him. "Ali?"

"Yeah? Sorry, I was...I don't know what i was doing!" I'm left so wanting after his sensual assault in the taxi.

"You need to open to door Ali, I don't have a key."

I nod and reach into my purse, pull out my keys and let us in. Milo enters behind me and closes the front door. He reaches for my hand and pulls me closer to him, he pushes me against the wall and crashes his body into me, pinning me to the wall. His lips smash onto mine, its forceful but its turning me on so much. We don't talk, we don't need too. We know what we both want and what is about to happen. I don't need him to sweet talk me, I just need him. All of him. I have no other thoughts in my brain. At this time, it's just me and him, no one else. Nothing else. Just us.

His hands are in my hair, i breath a sigh of pleasure which gives him chance to slide his tongue into my mouth, his kiss is like fire. I can feel his erection against me. I push him lightly away from me, I give him my best 'I'm going to fuck you now' eyes grab his hand and pull him upstairs.

We walk backwards towards my door, kissing and feeling our way round each other. Once through the door, his hands slip from my hair, down my neck and undo my dress. It pools at my feet. He stops kissing me and greedily looks down at my body, the look in his eyes makes my stomach clench. I reach down to undo my shoes.

"No leave them on" His voice is hoarse and raspy and slightly drunk, which makes me giggle a little.

"That really is the nicest sound Ali, I've waited a long time to hear that giggle again. I'm so sorry I left Ali" I press my finger to his lips.

"Milo it's fine. Not tonight. We don't need to talk. I want you right now, like this. We don't need to talk about that right now" I do want to know why he left but as of right now I just need him.

He moves towards me and pushes me back onto the bed. He stands over me as I push myself back so my head is on the pillows. He doesn't take his eyes off me as he takes off his tie, he throws it to the floor, he unbuttons the top two buttons on his crisp white shirt. Kicks off his shoes and socks and crawls up the bed towards me. My breathing is heavy and the anticipation is almost too much to handle. He opens my legs and sits in between them, he lowers himself over me and kisses me deeply again, I undo the rest of the buttons on his shirt, I pull myself up and pull the shirt down his shoulders, god I forgot how incredible his body was. He throws his shirt off the bed. We haven't broken eye contact. With both hands, he pushes my shoulders back down, with one quick movement he grabs the thin lacy material of my underwear, that I completely over paid for, pulls them down softly over my thighs and down my legs. My heartbeat has increased.