Chapter 13
Aiden
As she opens the door, and we slip inside, the first thing I want to do is push her up against the door and fuck her right here, but I don’t. For the first time, I am wondering if not having sex is better right now. We are trying to work out things, and our sexual chemistry is off the charts. It’s not something I want to affect her decision.
“That was a wonderful dinner. I’m stuffed,” she says, sitting down on the couch, and taking her heels off. “Never disappoints my appetite.”
The red dress is hiked up and from where I am standing, I can see the black undies underneath. Fuck.
“I’m not still hungry, that’s for sure.”
I think about it. Sex. It’s something that we are able to enjoy without feeling ashamed about it. It’s a way to de-stress and the chemicals it releases help with the feeling of being happy. We both deserve to de-stress, especially with how big of a day tomorrow is, and if she wants to, I’ll ravish her all night.
She pats the spot next to her and looks at me with hungry eyes. “You don’t have to be scared to sit next to me.”
I sit my ass down, and turn toward her, resting my elbow on the back cushion. “So, what do you have in mind for tonight?”
Hazel paid for dinner, so I figure I’ll let her call the shots tonight. Wherever she wants it to go.
She moves and inches on top of my lap. Her breasts are sitting right in front of my lips, begging to be in my mouth. This dress is going to be fun because I have direct access to everywhere I need without having to remove it. Something about Hazel in red gets me ramped up.
Hazel has definitely changed. No more making the first move, she does it. Her lips press against mine, as she tugs against my buttons, undressing me. Holy fuck. This is hot, having her take charge. My erection is noticeable by now, and I’m sure she can feel it pressing against her.
“Looks like you need some attention,” she says, eyeing my pants. “Those need to come off first.”
I smile as she works her way down to the floor, and unbuttons my pants and slides them down and off. Her eyes are hungry and it makes me want to pull up on this couch and fuck her right now, but instead, I let her do whatever she wants. It’s a nice change of pace from what I’m used to.
Her eyes glance up at me right before she takes me in her mouth, and starts to work her magic. She used to be able to get me off in under five minutes, a pro at this. Can she break her record? I find myself, head leaning back against the couch, closing my eyes, trying to relish in the fact that I’m with her, here, and never thought it would happen.
When the inching toward my release starts, I wrap my fingers in her hair and let my arm move with her, instead of forcing her on me. I always felt like that was possessive of men to do. Instead of stopping, she smiles with me still inside her mouth, and goes even faster.
“Fuck. How is it possible you are even better at this? Your mouth is fucking temple.”
She laughs, and after I explode and instead of her turning her head or taking it on the breasts, she lets it go in her mouth. That’s a first.
As she gets up from her knees, she lays down on the couch and spreads eagle. “You wanna taste?”
During that sucking session, she must have taken off her underwear, because she is naked underneath that dress, and I can see all her glory, waiting for me. Instead of going straight for it, I bite her inner left thigh, and make her moan, then kiss her clit.
“Don’t tease me, damnit.”
My tongue circles around her clit, and a smile up at her. “I’m not, taking my time. Enjoying you.”
She lays back down, and as I start to lick her aggressively, she arches her hips. We have always been great together sexually, and know exactly what the other wants. Of course, that’s because we were together for years, and spent all of our time together.
“Don’t stop!” Her hand flies to my head and practically pushes me into her. “Keep going.”
I do exactly as she asks, except I go faster, and within thirty-seconds she is writhing under my touch, begging for more.
Now that we have both gotten the first time out of the way, we can enjoy the night. It’s time for us to explore each other, what we like now, compared to back then. I wonder if she has any kinks?
I pull her down on the couch a little more, and ease myself inside, and a moan erupts from her chest. That’s what I like to hear. While in sync, I kiss her, trying to soak in all I can of her before she makes her decision. This might be the last time I get to be this close to her, and I want to savor it. Her supple breasts are aching to be in my mouth - so I oblige. Each thrust is like heaven, and her eyes are begging me for more.
I pull out, and take her hand and stand her up.
“Let’s make this fun. Where in this house do you want me to take you? Kitchen, washer, shower... you name it.”
She bites her lip, and looks around. “Definitely the island.”