- Aiden -
was hard just from her kiss, and her smooth legs were doing all sorts of things to me, too. I especially liked the fact that her dress was almost short enough that I could reach her thong without having to lift it, but once I started sliding the yellow fabric up her legs, I couldn’t stop.
I had to keep going. I was as eager to feast on her with my eyes as I was to devour her with my tongue. As my second hand reached the opposite curve of her hip, she uncrossed her ankles and I smiled.
She was readying herself for me, willing me to go on and have my way with her. It was a challenge I was all too willing to accept. The whole day I’d been lost as I tended to other people’s agendas, but now I wanted to get lost in mine.
If Lucy was half as sweet today as she was the first time I licked her sweet snatch, she would put the wedding cake to shame. What’s more, she deserved to relax as much as I did.
And I couldn’t wait to drink her tension away so she would have something to smile about for the rest of the night. I knew that if I could make her lips blush now, her cheeks would blush for me the rest of the evening on command. It would be our little secret.
I curled my fingers around the thin string of her underwear and pulled it down over the curve of her ass to her knees. “Breathe,” I said, noticing from the stillness of her chest that she had stopped. “Breathe now while you can,” I said, pulling her underwear down past her ankles and over her painted toes.
I crawled up next to her and propped myself up on my side so I could watch her face as I moved my hand between her legs. Before I’d even touched her, she’d sunk her fingers into the comforter on both sides of her body, bracing herself in the hope that the bedding might help distribute the pressure that was already building between her legs.
I held two fingers in front of her lips, knowing every moment I wasn’t touching her was making her gag for it. “Open your mouth,” I said. “And wet my finger’s like your pussy’s gonna wet my dick.”
I sank my fingers halfway into her mouth and she closed her eyes, swirling her tongue around them until I could feel my heart beating in my cock. Then I slipped them out of her mouth, pressed them against her pussy, and slid them along her clit.
I swallowed when I realized how wet she already was.
At first I started slowly, warming her up with gentle circles until her eyebrows began to furrow. As soon as she looked completely defenseless, I wedged my fingers into her tightness and watched her chest fall as her breath escaped from between her lips.
Then her cell phone rang.
Her eyes shot open, but she made no move to answer it so I churned my fingers up inside her until her hands were clenching the comforter as hard as her pussy was clenching my wet knuckles.
When her hips bucked against her will. I pulled my fingers out of her, fighting against the tangible will of her snatch. As soon as they were out, she gasped hungrily for breath and looked at me.
“Get on your knees,” I said.
“What?”
“You heard me,” I said.
She pulled herself upright and rose to her knees on the bed.
When I looked into her eyes, there was almost a glint of fear. “Come here,” I said, rolling onto my back.
“Aiden, I don’t think-”
“I’m not asking,” I said, tilting my head up.
She walked over on her knees, and I grabbed her slim waist with both hands, pulling her towards me. Then she lifted one leg over to the other side of my face so she was kneeling right above me.
I pushed her dress up and admired her glistening clit with a smile. “Time for my medicine.”
Her eyes grew wide just before I pulled her down onto my face.
Her hands went for the headboard immediately. At first, I could feel the tension in her legs as she tried to hover over me. But when I started to circle her clit with my tongue, I felt the energy drain from her as I was hoping it would. It meant I could hold her like a rag doll by the hips and move her just how I wanted.
She moaned as I sped up, and the sound of her pleasure only made me more eager to feel her throbbing bud against my tongue.
“Aiden,” she breathed.
I could feel my dick straining with each drop of her silk that I sucked into my mouth.
And soon her hips were moving of their own accord, fucking my face like I wanted her to, like I knew her body wanted to, using the headboard for leverage as she rocked over my mouth.
She moaned and froze so I knew she was both close and trying to control her orgasm in a way I was desperate to make impossible. I darted my tongue into her as deep as I could, curling back the juice available to me as her hips bucked over my face. In and out, in and out, her pussy clenching tighter all the time.
Then I laid my tongue flat against her clit and circled like before until only high pitched gasps escaped her lips.
“Aiden,” she said. “I’m coming.”
I didn’t stop moving my tongue until she spasmed over me, shaking so her thighs clenched against my cheeks. The warmth of her pulsing pussy spread through me as I sank my tongue as deep into her as it would go, scooping out the gush of come that had burst forth from her center.
I felt the muscles of her legs relax against my arms as I drank from her, and when I was satisfied that I’d had my fill, I lifted her by the waist and set her down beside me.
She collapsed against the pillows and faced me on her side, looking at me through lazy eyes that were full of bliss.
I smiled and wiped my mouth on the back of my hand, admiring her in her joyful state.
She looked like she might pass out when the hotel phone let out an obnoxious briiinnngg behind her, jolting her from her reverie. It caused her eyes to open wider, but she made no move for it. Instead, she just looked at me and smiled like I’d only ever seen her smile once before.
And the look on her face was almost enough to make my head swell as big as my dick, but the latter had a head start and was nearly bursting from the knowledge that there was a tight, soaking pussy in the room.
“How was your medicine?” she asked softly.
“I tell you what,” I said. “I feel about a hundred and fifty percent better.”
“Just a hundred and fifty?”
“Yeah,” I said, admiring the flush of her cheeks.
She raised her eyebrows. “Not two hundred?”
“No.”
“Maybe there’s something we can do to get you the rest of the way,” she said, letting her eyes drift to where my dick was ready to tear open my nicest suit.
“You mean something you can do?” I asked hopefully, my eyes on her wet mouth.
“Do you think that would make you feel better?” she asked, getting the hint.
“Definitely,” I said. “Loads.”
She smiled, causing little creases to spring from her eyes. “I’m happy to hear that.”
“Oh?” I asked. “Why’s that? Is it something you’ve been thinking about?”
She pursed her lips and nodded. “A lot.”
I nearly burst in my boxers.
“Plus,” she said. “After all that I’m kind of thirsty.”
“I’m prepared to help you with that any way that I can.”
She sat up and pushed her hair out of her face. “Lie back.”
I clenched my jaw and did as I was told, watching intently as her delicate hands found my zipper.
She bit her lip as she undid the clasp at my crotch, looking up at me as she pulled the zipper down to the bottom.
Then she turned her attention to the sight of my throbbing cock, letting her eyes linger just long enough to drive me crazy.