Aila’s mouth forms a cute “O” shape.“I see…”
Loosening my belt, I catch the sheath of my knife before my jeans hit the ground.“No, you don’t.But it’s sweet of you to try.Come.”Pushing the flaps open, I sit down cross legged.“I want you to finish that li’l show you were doing for me earlier.”
“I can’t.”Aila is shy all of a sudden.“I’m not wearing enough clothes.”
“Pretend.”It’s an order.Aila knows it’s time for her to follow through on her promise.
Her beguiling smile is everything as Aila begins to shimmy and shake like one of those vaudeville burlesque dancers.
“Boop-boop-de-doo.”She’s an expert at making those baby doll faces.Her expression segues from sweet to sexy with one alluring lick of her lips.“Every baby wants a dah-dah-daddy…”
Pulling her t-shirt off again, I’m amazed at how intoxicated I am when she reveals her breasts.
“And this song?”I have to laugh to stop myself from grabbing her.
“Amelia O’Hara is a die-hard Monroe fan,” Aila explains as she sways her hips and bites the end of her fingertip while fluttering her lashes.“I’ve watched all her movies a dozen times.She’s quite the singer.”
Turning her back to me, Aila sticks her thumbs on either side of her pants.Peeking over her shoulder, she pretends to need a bit of encouragement before pulling the pants down.
“Okay, I’ll play along.But only because I want to see that luscious ass of yours.”I clap and whistle.And just like that, I’m back to wishing that it could be Aila and me alone together forever.
Aila acts like she’s shy, pulling her panties down a few inches to give me a flash of her ass crack before pulling them up again.Needless to say, my claps and mocking encouragement are getting louder.
“Take it off, take it off.”
After blowing me a kiss, Aila slowly lowers the panties all the way past her knees and then down to her ankles.Her legs are slightly open as she bends.
I am transfixed as she gives me a close-up view of what she keeps hidden between her legs.She doesn’t need to ask me if I like what I am seeing.The effect of her awesome striptease is very evident under my briefs.
Arching her back, she pushes her body even closer; Aila sucks her finger and slides it over that tight slit.Next thing I know, she’s only inches away from my face and jiggling her ass cheeks with her hands.
“Don’t forget to tip your stripper, Mr.Hunter.”
Giving a deep growl of hunger, I pull her closer and pin her to the ground.
“You drive me mad with your teasing, darlin’.And now you’ve let the beast out of its cage.”
Her entire body is trembling with the sexual tension simmering inside her.
“Show me the monster, Theron.I want you to thrill me.”
She’s given me permission.That’s all I need.We tussle on the ground, with me pinning her arms above her head as Aila tries to pull me closer.Her panting increases as she feels me rip my briefs and press my iron hard cock against the entrance to her pussy.
I don’t even have to push it in to know that her tight slit is creaming for me.The perfume of her wetness rises to the top of the tent, lingering in the air like a cloying sweetness.
My fangs are out and ready for action.I would drain her dead right here and now if I did not need her so badly.My love for Aila saves her life.I would share my heart with her if she would share her soul.
“Where can I bite?”
There I go again, being the considerate vampire I am forced to be.Asking permission for everything.
Her eyes flutter open as she answers with a gasp.“I trust you to bite me anywhere you like.”
Such a temptation to thrust my fangs into all those tender places, the ones with the most intense flavor and scent.But that is not what I am after right now.I want to claim this woman for my very own.Mark her to show she is mine and mine alone.
Inch by inch, I enter the warm, rippling constriction of her pussy.As the flesh sheath yields before me, I can feel her opening like a flower.A short moan is all I get from Aila to warn me she is feeling the pressure.
I’m not thrusting.I want this to last.Tilting her hips by lifting her knees up, I grin and show my fangs.
