28. Ben
“Holy shit, that was something—”
The rest of Aida’s words are cut off as I haul her against me and kiss her hard, grinding my hips and my hard-on against her.
“Oh my god, are you seriously turned on by the conversation with your grandma and her friends,” she mumbles around our kiss.
I smile against her mouth, my hands snaking down to her ass. “No, I’m turned on by you talking about sex and dicks and right now I just want to take you home and puck the shit out of you with my eight and half inch cock.”
Aida lets out a throaty laugh, her head falling back a little. “Eight and half inches, huh?”
“All guys measure it, babe,” I say with a wink.
“Seriously?”
“Seriously,” I repeat. “So, what do you say, wanna go home and puck?”
She laughs, shaking her head at me this time as she says, “I’m not sure I can get behind us calling it pucking.”
With a smirk, I can’t resist saying, “Well, I’m all for getting behind you for a quick, hard puck. But I was also thinking we could check out some of those tabbed sections too.” I drop my gaze to the three books Aida is holding courtesy of my seriously oversharing grandma.
“Oh?” she says, brow raised as she smiles up at me. “What did you have in mind exactly?”
“You’ll see,” I say, grabbing her hand as we practically run back to my house.
The second we’re inside, I’ve got her backed up against the front door, my mouth on hers and my hands on her body, pushing her tank up and over her head. “Hat Trick in the Bedroom,” I mumble, throwing her top over my shoulder.
“What?” she breathes out.
“The book,” I say, my hands now on the waistband of her shorts. “Find the hat trick scene and start reading.” I push her shorts down, so she’s left in nothing but her underwear. Dropping to my knees, I look up at her, my tongue tracing a line along the waist of her panties. “Start reading, Aida,” I command.
I hear the thunk of two books hitting the floor as Aida now lifts the one I was talking about, her eyes skimming over each of the tabbed scenes. As I watch her, I hook my fingers into her panties, slowly sliding them down her legs.
She swallows hard, her gaze shifting to mine as she whispers, “I think I’ve found it.”
With a grin, I press a kiss to her hip bone. “Does he go down on her?” Aida nods, her eyes wide as they flick back to the page quickly. “Read it,” I tell her. “Out loud.”
“I…Ben, what?—”
“Do it, babe,” I tell her, nipping at the skin of her inner thigh. “And I’m gonna do everything you read.”
“Ohhhh,” she moans, all breathy and sexy. “Okay, um…” She trails off, licking her lips as her eyes move back to the book, skimming the words before she finds the scene. With a sexy as fuck smile, she starts. “He leaned in, his warm breath skating over her pussy before he?—”
Her words cut off as I do exactly as she says, blowing air against her before my eyes flick to hers. “Don’t stop.”
Aida nods, her eyes moving back to the book as she continues. “Before he flicked his tongue against her clit, once, twice, three times.” I do exactly that, loving the moan that falls from her mouth as she keeps reading. “Then he sucked it gently between his lips as Brynzleigh let out a soft moan in response.”
I squeeze her thighs, waiting, smiling when she also moans.
“He flicked his tongue again, harder this time before trailing it down her seam… Holy shit, her seam, what the— Oh Fuck…”
I smile against her, loving that for every protest she makes, I can still render her speechless. As my tongue pushes inside her, she continues reading without me having to tell her this time.
“As he tongued her open, Brynzleigh’s pussy throbbed with desire…” She trails off again and when I look up, I don’t miss the eye roll before her eyes close, her head falling back against the door.
With a grin, I pull back, winking when she opens her eyes. “You stop, I stop.”
Aida huffs out a breath. “But this is kinda shit,” she says, waving the book around.
Laughing, I slide my hands up her legs. “But is this shit?” I ask, before flicking my tongue over her clit.
She groans now, lifting the book as she murmurs, “No,” before continuing to read.
This time, she doesn’t stop and neither do I, teasing her with my tongue and lips and doing everything that she reads out loud to me until eventually both she and the weirdly named character in the book both come hard.
“One down, two to go,” I say, standing as I drag a hand across my mouth.
Aida looks up at me with glazed eyes, even as her free hand moves to my shorts and she slaps the book against my chest with her other one. “Your turn to read this time,” she says, making quick work of the button and zip before she pushes my shorts and briefs down.
My dick pops out, already so hard and I can’t stop the laugh as she tilts her head to the side and takes it in, almost as though she’s mentally measuring it. Pulling my T-shirt off, so I am now naked, I tip her chin up so she’s looking at me. “Trust me, it’s eight and a half.”
She smirks at that, her hand on my chest as she pushes me toward the stairs. We somehow make it up to the bedroom, Aida’s bra coming off in the process before she pushes me back onto the bed.
“Start reading,” she says, tipping her head toward the book. “Your grandma flagged a section where Brynzleigh rides Jaxstyn until they both come.”
“Oh my god,” I groan. “Please don’t ever say that sentence while we’re naked ever again.”
She laughs now, moving onto the bed so she is straddling my hips, her pussy hovering over my dick. “Read,” she says, pointing at the book.
I laugh, loving this bossy side of her as I find the relevant section and start reading. “Jaxstyn lay back on the bed, Brynzleigh hovering above him as his giant cock throbbed painfully.” I have to stop as the laugh falls from my mouth. I mean yeah, my cock is throbbing, but it’s not like painful or whatever, more just dying to get inside my girlfriend.
Aida doesn’t move, just lifts a brow at me as if to say, I did it. Smirking, I turn back to the book and continue. “She grabbed his shaft, circling her fingers around his impressive girth.” I lower the book, hitting her with another smirk, even as Aida mirrors the words, her hand curling around my dick in a way that has me groaning loudly.
“Keep going,” she whispers.
“Giving him one long slow stroke, Brynzleigh guided him to her entrance before sinking slowly down until he filled her completely. Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I groan, the book falling to the bed now as Aida does the exact same thing, sinking down onto me so my dick is buried inside her. “Babe, shit…condom…” I say, breathless, because holy fuck does it feel good to be inside her with nothing between us.
Aida leans down, brushing her lips against mine as she whispers. “Jaxstyn wasn’t wearing one.”
I snort out a laugh, shaking my head a little as I look up at her, my hands on her hips. “Yeah, but…”
“I’m on the pill,” she now says, her words quiet, her eyes locked with mine. “Are you, are we…”
“Yeah,” I breathe out, knowing exactly what she’s asking me. “I’m good.”
“Me too,” she says, squeezing me, even though she doesn’t move an inch. “You wanna keep reading then, find out what happens next?”
She teases me, lifting her body before slowly sinking back down onto me. With a growl, my grip on her hips tightens as I guide her up again before slamming her back down. “Puck the pucking book.”
Aida laughs, the sound turning to a sexy groan as I sit up, shifting the angle a little. “Holy shit,” she murmurs, wrapping her arms around me.
“You feel so fucking good,” I whisper, brushing my lips against hers.
“So pucking good,” she teases.
I laugh, my hands sliding around to grab her ass cheeks. “Babe, we aren’t reading that pucking book anymore, but puck me, you’re gonna pucking ride me hard anyway.”
Now it’s Aida laughing, her head falling back, and I can’t resist leaning in to lick a path up her neck to her mouth. As our mouths connect, I kiss her hard and deep, my fingers teasing the crease of her ass as she slowly starts to rock against me.
Then without warning, she pulls back, her hands on my chest as she pushes me back down onto the bed and proceeds to rock my pucking world.
“So are we giving your grandma some feedback?” she eventually asks. She’s lying beside me, the two of us spent after we spent the last hour or so fucking each other senseless.
“Um no,” I say, rolling onto my side. Aida is on her stomach, and I can’t resist running a hand down her back before giving her ass a hard smack.
She yelps, but she’s smiling as she says, “No?”
“Definitely no,” I say, massaging her now reddened ass cheek.
Aida laughs as she wiggles beside me, her legs widening ever so slightly in invitation. I trace a finger down the crease of her ass and between her legs. She’s still so fucking wet, although I know it’s not just her anymore. I fucking love that I’m all over her; inside her.
“I’m not sure I ever want to discuss our sex life with your grandma,” she concedes.
“I don’t wanna discuss mine or hers, but she doesn’t seem to get that. But new rule,” I add, running my fingers back up the line of her spine.
“Oh?”
Smiling, I lean in to press a kiss to her mouth. “No sex talk with Grandma, and definitely no more talking about my grandma before, during or after we have sex.”
Aida laughs, rolling onto her back as she smiles up at me. “Deal. So what do you want to do tonight? Should we go out to eat?”
I give her a wicked grin as my gaze trails slowly over her body. I still can’t believe that she and I are for real a couple and that all of this will continue after the summer is over and we head back to New York. I’m not sure I’d have been able to walk away from her if she said this was just going to be a fling.
“Well, I know what I’d like to eat,” I growl, my fingers moving to her breast as I pinch and tease her nipple until it’s hard. “And I don’t need to go out to do it.”
She lets out a soft moan as her hand comes up to brush the hair back from my face. “So we’re staying in then?” she asks.
My gaze flicks to hers and I know that if I were to say yes to that question, she’d be totally fine with us staying in and having more sex. But I suddenly want to go out, want to take Aida out for a nice dinner or something, show her how much she means to me.
Because while this might have all started as some serious lusting after my hot neighbor, it has quickly turned into a lot more, and after today, when she let me inside her without a condom, it feels like it’s changed again.
“How about,” I whisper, leaning in to kiss her, “we go take a shower and then I take you out?”
“Like on a date?” she asks, her eyes wide, an adorably surprised look on her face.
I smile, nodding once as I say, “Yeah.”
Now it’s Aida smiling, her eyes soft as she says, “I’d like that.”
Grinning, I give her a quick kiss on the mouth before I roll off the bed, reaching for her. “Come here, woman,” I growl as I pull her off the bed and into my arms, walking us both into the ensuite bathroom.
We shower together, washing each other in a way that quickly leads to me pinning her to the tile and fucking her hard and fast. After we’re done, we clean up and step out of the shower.
“I need to run home and change,” she says, wrapping a towel around her gorgeous body.
I dry off before wrapping the towel around my waist, the two of us walking back into the bedroom. “Okay, I’ll get dressed and swing by to grab you?” I ask, dropping my arm around her shoulders.
“Sounds good,” she whispers as we make our way to the bedroom door, sharing a kiss that neither of us is able to resist.
“I’ll see you in a bit,” I murmur against her mouth, before pulling back. “Fuck!” I shout, not missing the disapproving look this earns me.
“Ben,” he says, my name sounding like a disappointment on his tongue as he takes in me and Aida, standing together in nothing but bath towels. “Why am I not surprised to find you like this?” he says.
I turn to Aida who is staring at him, her eyes wide and her cheeks flushed. Tightening my arm around her, I pull her close, moving her so she’s practically standing behind me as I say, “I guess because you didn’t tell me you were coming, Dad.”