Chapter 71
Chapter Seventy-One
My Aria will never need for anything. A vow inside my head as I drop my mouth to her with a growl.
Heaven. Help. Me.
How is it possible Aria tastes even sweeter, even more perfect? Dragging my tongue through her lush pussy, I groan in the back of my throat.
This is mine. All mine to cherish. To pleasure.
A possessive fire grows inside me, pushing blood in hard waves into my cock, making my hand move down to it.
Hello and hell yes. I’m thick as a tree trunk right now.
As I fist my girth, I swipe broad licks across Aria’s pussy opening, pushing my way up until my tongue brushes her clit. Taking my sweet time to explore the pressure and pace, I swirl around there.
Once I find what makes her moan, I repeat this until she’s breathing fast, my cock is throbbing and my senses are filled with nothing but her. Every little movement, the sound of her raspy breathing, the shifting of her against my face as she seeks release.
Stroking myself keeps the animal at bay long enough for me to get her really fucking close.
My signal to take things up a notch, her thighs tremble around my shoulders. Gliding a hand from my dick up the sweet pale skin of her inner leg, I find her juices running over everything. Soaking her, my face, the tempting crease between her ass cheeks.
“God, Aria. So damned wet for me.”
“Memphis,” she whispers on an exhale. “I’m close.”
I know that. I’ve got her right where I want her. Slipping two fingers around in her hot wetness, I tease her slit. “I want you to be nice and open for my cock. I’m going to drive into you in one hard thrust.”
Aria whimpers, her body moving restlessly against me. “Yes…I want that.”
“Now come for me,” I rasp against her clit, and graze it with my teeth, before I suck it gently as I work her deeply with two of my broad fingers.
Her body responds like a dream.
She lets go on a scream that’s low and ragged. Her pussy clenches over and over against my fingers, coating me, driving me wild. My cock throbs, the skin hot and tight as I return my fist there as I lick up her come with greedy sounds coming from my chest.
“Oh my… what did you do to me?” She shivers and pants as her fingers dig into my hair. “Come up here.”
“Oh, I’m coming sweetheart.”
I crawl up her body, biting her hip, and grazing my teeth over her budded nipple as I go. Each time my mouth hits her skin, she whimpers below me .
As her legs wrap around my waist, I kiss her, sharing the taste of her on my tongue. Definitely my two favorite flavors. Better than any Baskin Robbins cone. And all for me.
A throaty purr from her breaks my control as I fist the lush waves of her hair and prop myself on an elbow. With my damp hand, I guide the head of my cock back and forth across her clit, making her jump and cry out in little whimpers.
“God, I love how responsive you are.”
As her fingers dig into my arms, then move to my back, I close my eyes and try to slow my overactive ticker. Her touch is so fucking sweet, like someone is mashing my gas pedal to the floor.
When I look down at her, she’s smiling. “I love wrecking you.”
“Wreck away. I’m ready and willing any time day, night, morning, noon.”
I’ve seen her smile now a dozen times and it will never be enough. Not this special, intimate smile. No, I’ll never get enough of this.
“Bare okay again?”
I told her I wanted to have a family with her on impulse, and she said yes, but that doesn’t mean we have to do it now. I’ll follow her lead. Any damned where.
She reaches between us and wraps delicate fingers around my cock. “Always.”
Fuck. Me.
Bare and raring it is.
I notch the thick head against her, then I do as I promised. I lose myself deep in the sweetest place I’ve ever known in one deep stroke.
We both groan. Mine deep. Hers as soft as a velvet purr .
I settle my weight on her welcoming body. We find just the right position, her wrapping her legs more tightly, then I begin another slow, deep stroke. Whispering against her ear.
“Love you, Aria Kane.”
Pulling back and thrusting again.
“You’re my true north.”
Another slow, hard stroke.
“Love this.”
Pulling back slowly. “Feels so fucking good.”
Kiss against her ear.
“So perfect.”
Thrusting deep. Slow and so fucking deep. Hitting the bottom.
“I’m so glad no one else touched me.”
Pressing my face to the curve of her neck.
“This body only wants your hands.”
Pulling back, dragging against her g-spot.
“Now give it to me, Aria. Give me that sweet heart and body.”
The delicious sting of her nails in my skin, she keeps her eyes wide as her tongue slicks across her parted lips. “For you. For you and only you, Memphis.”
And when she comes, she pulls me down, drowning me so fucking sweetly in her love.