He slid two fingers into my shorts, gently exploring my folds. He slid inside me, the sensation almost too much. “Oh, Greta, my sweet girl. You’re soaked. I can’t wait to taste you. Do you want that?”
“Fuck yeah, Aaron.” I bucked against him. Music pounded around us, the dark nook shielding us from everyone. I didn’t give a shit at that point. All I wanted were his fingers to pick up the pace.
“You want to stay here and continue talking to everyone?” He increased the pressure of his fingers, going in and out. I rocked into it, forgetting everything. “Huh?”
“No. I need…”
“Tell me what you need,” he demanded, his tongue dancing down my neck. “You always smell so fucking good. I can’t wait to see how you taste.”
I gasped at his language, but forgot why when he flicked my swollen nub. He used his thumb to twirl my clit while he continued to rock me with his fingers. I was so close. So fucking close. I moaned, jerking against his hand while he held me. “God, your pussy is so tight. Fuck my fingers, Greta.”
And I did. I rocked harder, faster against his fingers and the orgasm hit me. No, it exploded inside me. The overwhelming burst of pleasure rushed from my core. I cried out his name, but his hand smothered the sound. It continued—my toes lost feeling and my body ached for more. “Next time, I’m watching your face as you come all over me.”
I didn’t have time to react before he slid his fingers out of me. “Aaron, what—”
“If you question this, I’m going to lose my shit.” His eyes blazed at me. “I have to taste you now. Non-negotiable. Now, say goodbye and get in my car.”
I grinned. Needy Aaron thrilled me. My body throbbed and I gave him a curt nod. “Okay.”
He smacked my ass and I ran to say goodbye to Clyde. He hugged me again, which freaked me out because it was Clyde, and told me we would totally kick Geo’s ass. I waved to the people I needed to and sprinted outside.
Aaron leaned against the hood of his SUV, and I felt his gaze all the way down my body.Holy shit.His eyes smoldered. Burned for me. My confidence skyrocketed and I walked as fast as I could to him. “Let’s go.”
“Read my mind.” He opened the door for me, bending low to nip at my neck. “I’m pre-coming so hard right now, I’m surprised you can’t tell.”
I giggled and looked down. Sure enough, there was a little circle on the outside of his jeans. “Thank God you’re wearing black.”
“You won’t be giggling like that when you’re spread out in front of me.” He shut the door and I clenched my legs together. God, my body pounded for more release. I had never been shy about sex. I loved it. The orgasms, though, I craved them. Some girls were one and done, but not me. I needed five or six before I felt satisfied. I turned to Aaron, his face pure determination while he drove.
“How’s your cock doing?”
“Don’t talk about him. Or say cock. Shit. Hearing you say it makes it worse. Just sit there and breathe,” he barked.
I laughed at him, only getting another piercing look. “Greta. We have five minutes until your ass is mine. Enjoy it.”
Fucking hell.
The drive felt like an hour but soon enough, he parked outside his house and faced me. His jaw could cut bread, it was so tight. “Two things. The guys won’t be home tonight. If you were worried they’ll hear you, they won’t. Second, are you absolutely sure about this?”
“Yes, Aaron. After seeing your cock this morning, I need to ride it.”
“Christ. You’re gunna kill me.” He ran a hand down his face and turned, wild eyes replacing the worried ones. I reached over and cupped the outside of his wood. It was massive, flashes of it this morning coming back to me. He groaned and snapped into action. “Bedroom. Now.”
We ran inside. It took him two tries to get the door unlocked and I held back laughter. Once inside the privacy of his room, he did exactly as he’d intended. He ripped my shirt off, the sound piercing the quiet air.
“I want to look at your tits. God.” He pushed me against his door, his fingers tracing the outsides of my nipples. “I knew you had nice ones, but, Christ. These pink nipples… I need to taste.” He lowered his head and pressed his tongue against one. I bucked into the door, grabbing onto his hair.Can I come from nipple play?
He bit and sucked and looked some more. “I could spend hours on these. Hours. But I’m desperate.” His gaze met mine and his eyes turned the darkest color I had ever seen. I gulped, my throat not working properly.
“Can I take these shorts off, Greta?” His voice now came out soft, sweet.
“Do it fast.” I leaned further into the door as he slow, slow, slowly slid my shorts and panties off me. I stood butt-ass naked in front of Aaron Hill. And I didn’t give a fuck. “Like what you see, Hilly?”
“You’re hot as hell.” His gaze roamed me, but his fingers twitched. Without warning, he picked me up and threw me on the bed. “Spread your legs.”
I did as he’d said and arched my back as he ran his nose up my inner thigh. “You smell so fucking sweet. I wonder how you’ll taste.”
But he didn’t dive in. He kissed and sucked and teased my inner thigh to the point I brought my hand down to my clit. I needed the release. It hurt. He stopped my hand with force.Kinky.“No. I want to taste your cum.”
