“I thought you weren’t tired.” I furrow my brow, confused.
“I’m not.” She grins.
“Oh.” I take a second to process what she’s said. “Oh! Um, I…”
I take a slight step back as I realize I don’t have the slightest idea what I should do or say next. I’ve been spending so much time thinking about how much I wanted to touch her and be close to her, I hadn’t actually made a mental plan now that the opportunity has presented itself. My inability to say or do anything confuses her, and she drops her hands to her sides.
“I’m sorry.” Aerin stares at her feet. “I guess I misread—”
“No!” I reach out and take her arm, startled by my own outburst. “You didn’t. Not at all.”
“Good.” Aerin bites down on her lower lip, trying to hold back a smile.
She reaches up and grabs the back of my neck, pulling my lips back to hers. Subtlety gone, she opens her mouth immediately, and I feel her tongue pressing against mine. Encircling her waist, I pull her body flush against me as I place one hand on the side of her face.
Her skin is soft and warm.
I feel Aerin’s hand on my back, moving lower. She cups my ass and pulls me tightly to her as my cock presses painfully against my jeans, demanding to be freed.
“Damn,” she mutters as our hips meet.
She moves her head to one side and presses her lips to my neck. She moves one hand around to the front of my jeans and palms my cock as I gasp.
“Oh, yeah,” she mumbles against my neck. “Let’s get to that bed now.”
“Okay.” I swallow hard, determined to just keep from talking at all since everything that comes out of my mouth is moronic.
Aerin grabs me by the hand and leads me to the edge of the bed. She kisses me again, grabbing for the hem of my shirt as she does, stopping only briefly as she pulls it over my head. Her eyes twinkle as she runs her fingers over my chest and then looks up into my eyes as she reaches down and pulls her tank top over her head.
A shiver runs down my body, and I have to remind myself that she’s offered this time, and I’m not just being a pervert by staring at her gorgeous, luscious, perfectly shaped breasts. I can’t take my eyes away. I look over them in minute detail, memorizing every curve, every shade of pink, and every tiny difference between the two. If they were the sort of things I could steal, I would lock them away in a safe reserved for only the most precious of objects. I would guard them day and night to make sure no one else could ever lay eyes on them.
“Are you all right?” Aerin asks as she places a hand on the side of my face. She chuckles softly.
“Yeah, I’m, uh…” I realize I’m still just standing here, staring, as perverted as ever. I swallow and shake my head to clear it. “You’re just…beautiful.”
Aerin smiles and blushes. Then she takes me by the wrist and places my hand over one of her breasts. Her eyes glaze over as I stroke the nipple, and I’m not sure if it’s the fact that I’m actually touching her or that look in her eyes that sends a shiver down my spine.
She traces her fingers up and down my sides before moving to my stomach and the s
pot right above my cock. I watch her undo the button of my fly and then the zipper before she pushes my jeans and shorts down my hips. I step out of them awkwardly, nearly falling on the bed because I refuse to let go of her breast to steady myself.
Aerin giggles and grabs my arms to steady me. She kisses me quickly and then looks down at my cock and licks her lips. I nearly come on the spot and have to avert my eyes to keep myself in control as she slides her hands over my hips, down my thighs, and kneels in front of me.
Without the slightest hesitation, she licks the head of my dick in a circle, then wraps her lips around me and takes half of me in her mouth.
“Oh, God!” I grab her hair and lace my fingers into it. I feel the instinct to direct her movements, but I hold back and let her take charge. It’s been working so far, and I’m terrified I’m going to do something to screw this up. Mostly I’m afraid I’m going to come before she’s even naked.
She strokes me in and out of her mouth only a few times before she releases me. She looks up at me with a mischievous grin and stands up, shoves her shorts off, and pulls me onto the bed on top of her.
“I want that cock inside of me.”
I gulp and nod, only too happy to oblige. Aerin leans back and spreads her legs as she pulls me between them. I barely catch a glimpse of her before she has my cock in her hand, pointing the tip right at her. She rubs the head up and down, and I feel how slick she is. I swallow again and groan as I push forward.
“Oh, fuck!” I have to stop moving. If I move even an inch, I’m going to come, so I hold myself still inside of her and force myself to breathe regularly and forget what I’m doing just long enough to get my senses back.
I don’t want to make a fool of myself at this point, so I run my hand through her hair and kiss up the side of her neck. I run my tongue over her earlobe, and she grabs the back of my head, twisting her fingers through my hair.
I begin to move, slowly at first. I stroke in and out of her while I watch her face, hoping she’s enjoying the feeling even half as much as I am. Aerin lies back with her eyes closed and her upturned mouth slightly open, moaning and gasping underneath me. She tilts her hips to meet my strokes, and I thrust a little faster and a little deeper.