“Aiden,” she murmurs my name so sleepily and sweetly that I can’t help but grin against her skin. “What are you doing?”
My words whisper across her body as I slide down far enough to pry open her thighs and prop her legs over my shoulders, “I woke up starving, darlin’.” Her eyes find mine, glazed over and not even half-way awake, but she’s never looked better to me. “You wouldn’t deny me the feast in front of me, would you?”
She squirms, but I can see how much my words turn her on. Her cheeks turn the prettiest pink. Still, I’m not sure what she’s going to do when she brings one of her hands up to my head.
Is she going to push me away?
Is she going to guide my face to where she wants me? Fuck, that might just do me in.
I’m rock hard and the last thing I want to do is blow my load all over her sheets. Talk about embarrassing.
Greylin surprises me by running her fingers through my hair. I close my eyes and soak up her touch.
If I hadn’t already fallen for this woman a long time ago, before everything made it feel like it could never happen, this would be the moment.
Her thighs clench as I trail kisses there, switching back and forth, teasing her. She lets out a sigh when my breath ghosts over her pussy lips. But I don’t give her what her hips are straining for.
I slide my thumbs along her pussy lips feeling just how wet she is for me already. “Eager?” There’s a tease in my voice and when I glance up at my woman, she’s biting her lip.
When I spread her open and blow across her clit, she gasps and tries to close her legs in surprise. But she can’t because I’m wedged between them.
The way her thighs are hugging my head? Fucking heaven.
“You’re so responsive,” I grit out through my teeth, barely stopping myself from diving in and desperately tasting her.
“Aiden,” she pleads softly, “please.”
I can’t help but push her a little and challenge her, “Please what?”
When she gives my hair a tug and tries to pull me closer to her pussy, I huff out a laugh that has her moaning. When I swipe through her center, her fingers tighten in my hair, and her eyes roll back in her head.
It’s impossible to tear my eyes away from the way her tits jiggle with every movement she makes. She’s so fucking sexy and she doesn’t even realize it.
I lap at her, exploring her sweet pussy and watching her face as I do. Every time she sighs and moans and shudders while groaning my name is memorized. Because learning how to give my woman pleasure is a mission I’ll gladly go on.
The pink from her cheeks creeps down her neck and across her chest. I growl against her dewy flesh, “Cup your tits, darlin’. Show me how you play with them late at night when you’re thinking about me.”
It’s a fucking pipe dream. I know it, but that doesn’t stop the words from slipping from my lips.
Greylin’s eyes snap open and I can see the raw shock in her crystal blue gaze when she looks at me. I’m stunned for a moment, unsure if it’s really possible.
The thought of it, of her imagining me when the shadows are the only witnesses to her secrets, makes my cock so hard it hurts.
Her hands are shaking slightly as she brings them up and cups her tits like an offering before she gives them a squeeze. When she starts to twist and pull on her nipples, I suck her clit into my mouth and slide two fingers inside of her. I hook them and find that spot that makes her thighs shake.
The moan she lets out as she comes is low and long, a bale of bliss that makes me desperate to slide inside of her.
But I also want this to be just about her.
My cock tries to revolt, but it can’t always be about draining my balls.
No.
Seeing her vulnerable and embrace her pleasure completely is a gift greater than getting off.
I slide back up her body, kissing, licking, and nipping her skin as I do. She shudders through the aftershocks of her orgasm, and I try to hide my grin.
When Greylin looks at me and just how fucking satisfied I am with myself, she chuckles and rolls her eyes.
