“So... how do we start this?” he asked.
I waved to the bed. “We just start. I edit everything so it’ll end up looking natural no matter what we end up doing.”
He nodded as he climbed onto the bed, sliding to the middle and sitting on his knees.
God, he looked like an innocent angel just sitting there waiting for me to devour him. His short brown hair was slightly messy from the walk at the park earlier and his brown eyes were wide as he waited for me.
Once I’d adjusted the camera to where I liked it, I hit record and crawled onto the bed in front of him. Aiden shifted, so that he was sitting up higher on his knees and we instantly fell into each other, lips sliding against lips in a soul-searing kiss.
Aiden’s hands found their way into my hair, and it was like the camera ceased to exist. In this moment, it was just the two of us. The little sounds he made sent little chills down my spine as I pressed closer to him. If you would have told me last year that Iwould have been in this deep with someone, I would have laughed in your damn face. But Aiden Grant was fucking it for me.
I could still taste the sweet, sugary ice cream we’d had for dessert on Aiden’s tongue as it plunged between my lips. All I wanted to do was suck on the muscle and savor his flavor. My hands wouldn’t hold still, slipping along his back and under his shirt, pushing it up to expose his skin. He was so fucking warm. Full of life. Physical proof I was still living.
We broke apart only long enough to remove our shirts. The material got caught around my neck and we laughed as we fought to free my head. In the back of my head, I debated if it was something I’d have to edit out, but those small moments made it that much more special. It made us real.
Aiden’s fingers gravitated to my nipples the second we went back to it. A deep moan tumbled out of me at the contact. He was so fascinated with the piercings that I had no problems with letting him have his fun. It wasn’t like I didn’t enjoy it as well.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good,” he whined, his fingers plucking at the barbells a little more forcefully, sending lightning zinging through me.
Hands continued to explore, slipping and sliding, finding all sorts of erogenous zones. Aiden’s muscles quaked and quivered under my touch, and I wanted to make him squirm the same way he was taking me apart. The second my fingers found the snapof his jeans, he moaned against my lips, nodding vigorously, and giving me permission to finish undressing him.
To make things a little more fun, I placed my hands on Aiden’s chest and shoved him back into the mattress. His eyes were wide as he stared up at me, but I wasted no time in continuing my mission of taking off his pants. I yanked them down his legs, taking his briefs with them.
His cock was hard and leaking all over the fucking place, straining against his stomach as he continued to stare in awe.
“Fucking hell, sweetheart. You’re really ready for me, aren’t you? Practically begging for me to fill you up again.”
He nodded, words failing him as his cheeks reddened. “Just like last time?”
Memories of the last time slammed into me full force.
“You want me to knock you up?” I placed one hand on his stomach, right above his weeping length. “Put a baby right here?”
Aiden bit his lip, eyes flicking to the camera for a moment. “Yes. Fuck yes.” That damn blush spread clear down to his shoulders.
Would my subscribers like that sort of talk? I didn’t really fucking care. Aiden loved it. That’s what was important.
I quickly worked to remove my own pants. Normally I tried to be a little more of a tease, but Aiden had been right that this was a little different. This wasn’t just me on my own. There was excitement in sharing what was happening between me and Aiden. I wanted the world to see that he was fucking mine. That this manwas a kinky little fucker, and I was there for every single second of it.
The lube had been stashed under one pillow while we’d been setting up and my hand dove to grab it. All I could focus on was getting inside of Aiden and feeling his tight warmth surround me. My hands shook with the adrenaline of the whole thing as I popped open the cap and almost dropped the bottle in my haste.
“You okay?” he asked, his eyebrows pinched in concern.
I laughed. “More than fine, sweetheart. Fucking excited.”
As if to punctuate my statement, I picked back up the bottle, dumping a good amount of the slick over my cock and giving it a few quick pumps.
Aiden’s thighs fell apart in invitation, and I angled his body a little better so the camera could see what I was doing. A lot of couples edited out the prep part, but there was something so sexy about it to me. It showed that you cared about your partner.
His back lifted from the comforter as one cool, gelled finger breached his hole. We’d done it enough times at that point that I no longer needed to ask if he was okay. It was always a surprise, and I liked how responsive his body was to my touch.
My finger fucked in and out of his hole slowly, allowing him to adjust to the intrusion. This took less and less time, but I never wanted to cause Aiden pain. But when he wiggled against me, I knew he was impatient for more.
I continued to add fingers until I stretched and worked him open with three of them, making a show out of it for the camera. My fingers held his hole wide, letting it see it gaped open before I pulled back and let his entrance wink closed.
“Please. Fuck. Please, please, please.” Aiden was a begging mess. His head thrashed against the blankets as I continued to play with his hole. It was mesmerizing how it opened and shrank.
“Yes, sweetheart. I’m coming for you. Don’t you worry your pretty little head. I’m going to fill you so fucking full, I’ll be leaking out of you for a week.”
