Milly's Date Part 3

Even by the time Milly got home she couldn't drop the giddy smile from her face. The more she went over the day the more unreal it seemed to her. It started with her having all the enthusiasm of going to the dentist to get her teeth pulled and turned into having the most fun she's had so far this summer.

Even without thinking about his family's rumored mafia ties Milly didn't think she'd haveas much fun as she did with Dante Jackson of all people. The few times they spoke to each other he'd always been all business. Today he was playful, cocky, considerate and approachable. The craziest part was that none of it felt like an act.

'Maybe he only acts like that when he's not studying.' The blonde rationalized. Dante's grade were all top marks. He probably worked his ass off to keep them up.

Yes that explained that. Nothing wrong with that attitude. It was normal to want to do your best during college. He'd be taking over the arms manufacturing company from his mother and his father was an entrepnuer in realestate and owned a couple restaurants and clubs. That would be alot to take over so of course he'd focus during his schooling.

Well she'd just have to make certain that side would continue to show up. The Dante she'd met today was far more fun than the one she knew at school!

Claudia was happy to see Milly return with good news but sadly she couldn't talk as she was due for a meeting tonight. Seeing the older blonde off with a promise to tell her about the date and plans for another next Saturday Milly decided to retire early.

Going through her nighttime rituals on auto pilot the young blonde couldn't help but remember every detail as she donned a thin green nightgown.

The grasp of Dante's hands on her body, his lips on her shoulders, neck and lips and his cock hotdogging her ass through his pants and her dress. Even now she could remember the size of it, thick and hard against her, far too much to be mistaken for anything less than a very well-hung man making his interest known.

She wouldn't call this love but he'd been right about finding him more and more attractive and enjoyable to be around as the hours pass. She wasn't really into nobles acting so self assured but somehow Dante made it look good.

Before she knew it her hands were retracing the paths Dante's carved along her body for those 7 hours. She hummed softly at the memories. A pleasant warmth slowly consumed her as her mind slipped into a pleasant haze.

Before she knew it she found herself back in that coffee shop. She was in the shoulderless yellow sundress and sitting in Dante's lap. He was wearing that blue and white suit with his right hand on her hip while his left held the house blend to his lips.

They sat like that for what felt like hours. Dante seemed perfectly at ease while she slowly became more restless. Something was wrong. Milly squirmed in his lap, feeling the heavy shape of him beneath her, soft at first and then firmer the longer she pressed and shifted against him. Dante looked her in the eye that same cocky smirk on his face and a knowing look in his eyes.

"Please." She begged. She slowly felt herself going cold.

The Jackson heir only gave her a taunting smirk. He damn well knew what she wanted but clearly he was enjoying the show of her growing frustration and need.

"Dante." Milly whimpered. The senses of wrongness continued to grow the longer things went.

A raised brow and a casual sip of his coffee was his only response.

Milly leaned further into him but the man wouldn't budge. She knew what she had to do to fix this and eventually she gave him what he wanted.

"Touch me Dante."

The coffee cup was instantly forgotten as his hands were upon her. Her breasts were fondled, pulled, pinched and smacked. Her thighs were carressed and squeezed. His lips were all over her shoulders neck and lips.

Through it all Milly felt her body rejoice at the affection and normalcy of the situation. The chilling wrongness melted away and in its place a pleasant addicting warmth bloomed.

She moaned into his lips as her tounge rose to meet his own. The sweet taste of his mouth flooded her taste buds. She did her best to match him. Her hands grasped greedily at his hidden body while his played with her tits through her dress. She drank from his mouth while his tounge slipped past her teeth. Her ass ground against his risen cock, that big hard thing shoved up under her as if even his suit couldn't quite make room for all of him.

Closer and closer she could feel something approaching. Just a little more...just for a bit longer...almost there!

With a start the alarm on Milly's phone broke the spell she'd been under while the sun peeked through her curtains. A few blinks and she slowly remembered she was back home and not at that coffee shop.

As her hand reached out and padded around for the device she realized her other was firmly tucked between her legs. Her body felt sticky with sweat as if she'd been running a marathon.

"A dream." She murmured as she finally stopped the obnoxious beeping. The blonde pulled her hands free not surprised to see it dripping with her arousal. Getting up Milly slowly trudged to the shower to clean up.

She wasn't bothered by the intensity of the dream.

She wasn't bothered by the idea that one meeting could generate such longing.

She wasn't bothered by the idea of indulging in such acts with Dante when they'd meet Saturday.

It was all perfectly normal after all.