The thought of pulling out is fleeting. I want to possess her body and I want to linger inside her, own every inch that I can. Pressing my lips to her neck, I spill inside her. In this moment I’m the closest to heaven I’ve ever been. She wraps her legs around my waist and holds me in place as my thick cock jerks inside her cunt. It seems to go on forever, and when the sweaty air between us silences, and our breathing slows, I don’t move.
Aara’s hands trail my biceps and my back. The caress is delicate and I revel in her attention. It’s an out-of-body experience where I’m watching a form of myself actualize every dream and desire coming true.
“Just as fucking awesome as I thought it would be,” I mutter into the stillness.
She laughs and kisses my jawline. “I told you.” I roll off her and fold my hands behind my head, looking down at my glistening dick still semi-hard.
“It’s easier in clean up mode.”
“For you, it’s easier.” She reaches between her legs and her fingers come away sticky and dripping.
“Leave that there. I’m going to want back in that fantasy playland over and over tonight. No condom really changes things.”
I swallow hard, thinking about the intensity of the orgasm. My dick twitches and I reach over to play with her clit while it’s covered in my seed. She spreads her legs farther to give me a better angle. I watch as her lashes lower, and her pink lips part.
“You like when I touch you?”
“I like when you do anything to me,” she breathes out. She’s dripping and it’s a goddamn turn on, I know I’ll be ready for round two quicker than ever before. She’s stupid hot. Her muscles lithe and glistening from a sheen of sweat. “I want to come with your cock inside me. Keep doing that.” She guides my fingers now, essentially using me to masturbate. Her abs tense and relax as her hips buck against the pressure, bringing her closer to climax. Rolling over to face her, I study her everything. I want her body to be an instrument I can play a million different ways.
The way her parted lips barely touch when she gasps. It’s erotic and masterful. I kiss her ribcage and can feel her heartbeat on my lips. It speeds as she grows closer to climax. “I’m almost there,” Aara whispers, pulling on my arm. “Inside me now.” She continues stroking herself after I pull my hand away.
She’s awakened the beast. But by the gleam in her eye as I line up my shaft and tease the wet slit, she knows it. I let out a controlled hiss as I push halfway, watching my cock stretch her open and disappear inside her. The sight is magnificent. Her chest is red and she’s panting as her orgasm hits almost immediately. I press my thumb on her clit and when I feel the first clench, I drive all the way into her.
Her screams of pleasure abate and they vanish altogether when I kiss her. “How many of those are you going to give me tonight?” I ask, mouth brushing hers as I speak.
“How much time you got, Hart?”
“Forever.” I circle my hips and my dick rubs her G-spot.
Aara brings her hands up to cover her face and the ring catches my eye and reminds me of my matching one.
I flip us without disconnecting our bodies, which is quite an accomplishment, I might add. When she’s on top, riding me slowly. I let myself plan for a future that doesn’t look anything like I once assumed. It looks brighter. Better. More complicated in the best kind of way. Challenges I look forward to because it means Aarabelle Dempsey is by my side forever.
She swings her hair over one shoulder and sweaty pieces cling to her skin. “One thousand percent forever,” I say.
