With his free hand, he worked the lever at my side. I’d forgotten about that contraption until the swing ascended, elevating one foot higher, aligning my labia with his head.
A lusty sound toppled from my lips. He might not own a pleasure drawer full of toys, but this industrious man knew his way around a practical tool.
Gauging my thoughts, Aire’s mouth slanted. “Comfortable?”
“I’m more concerned about your knees burrowing into that hardwood floor.”
“I don’t give a fuck about my knees. And neither should you.”
But I did. I gave every fuck about his wellbeing.
Aire pushed forward, spanning me farther. “The more critical circumstance is this: For what I’m about to do, you will have difficulty staying upright.” While speaking, he reached sideways to unlace each of my boots, setting them on the planks and twisting back to me. “I cannot have your limbs giving in and pitching you off the ledge.” His timbre dropped into a low growl. “Seize the ropes.”
Challenge accepted.
I fisted the cords. Then I did something extra naughty, using the additional lift to my advantage and rolling one bare sole across his upper thigh. Aire’s limb tensed. His bravado faltered as my toes skidded to the bulge in his pants, his dick swelling beneath the pressure, rising as my foot rubbed the diameter of his crown.
His eyes widened. He sucked in an astonished breath.
Then as my wicked little foot circled his foreskin, Aire snatched my ankle, holding it aloft. “Not fair,” he gritted.
“Battles are never fair,” I murmured.
“Is this a battle?”
“Life always is.”
“It is also a celebration.” The knight tilted his head. “But you don’t believe that.”
I wish I did. But maybe with him, I could.
The answer sat plainly on my face, whereas conviction stretched his own features. Aire’s free palm caressed up and down my calf, kindling the circulation, relaxing my joints.
Linking both of my legs over his waist, he crooned, “Then I must prove you wrong.”
At last, the knight framed my hips. Then his ashy head descended to my waiting cunt.
And my thoughts crumbled to debris.
That silverly golden hair tickled my flesh. His face nestled into the crux of my limbs, steady bursts of air striking from his lips to my seam. That sensation alone unlatched my mouth, a strangled noise knotting in my throat, my pulse hammering in my breastbone.
For a long-suffering moment, Aire stared at my pussy, the lips spread and puddling before his eyes. He hadn’t done anything, yet I’d grown wetter than a lake. The knight prolonged the aggravation until a curse crawled across my tongue. If he didn’t make another move, there would be hell to pay, and I couldn’t be responsible for—
The flat of his tongue unfurled and dragged up my slit in a single, unbroken lick. Electricity crackled along my flesh, blitzing over the lips of my cunt and swarming the rest of my body like a shockwave. A stunned whine uncoiled from my vocal cords.
I seized the ropes. “Fuck!”
The word launched into the air. Humming, Aire sloped his tongue over my doused cunt, swabbing the arousal, lapping it onto his palate. The stimulation chipped me to pieces, my weight hanging off the seat, my fingers gripping the swing handles. I squirmed to the point where I might give my palms rope burn. But I didn’t care.
I didn’t fucking care. About anything.
Yet Aire did. While slanting his mouth over my flesh, he spanned my ass, heaving my pussy forward, the better to whet his appetite. With languid progression, he rowed his tongue from the soaked opening to my inflated clit, never quite reaching the apex before skimming back down again. This maneuverintensified the delicious frustration, every delicate lash taking me apart.
The swing creaked. Stars flicked through the leafy canopy.
Sweat beaded over my nape. My nipples pitted through the nightgown.
Aire took his time decimating my beliefs, drawing his tongue over my crease until I was cracking out of my skin. I planted my feet on his thighs, spanning myself farther. He sketched the outer and inner rims of my walls, licked every drop flowing out of me, and then dipped the point of his tongue into my hole.
