yes.
She was touched that he had waited for her signal before starting to make love to her. That was such a sweet thing to do. But she was just as hungry for him. How could he even think she'd let him go home tonight?
Her thoughts dissolved when she felt his tongue lick the area around her nipple, while his hand gently kneaded the other breast. She clutched his shoulders and caressed his back, revelling in the attention he was giving her body.
When his tongue flicked her already excited nipple, she gasped, as desire raced with pleasure in her veins. His mouth closed in, sucking gently as his tongue continued to tease her erect bud and his fingers played with its twin. She mewled, feeling the sensation all the way to her now soaked centre.
He left her breasts and moved down her body, his lips leaving butterfly kisses along the way. He pushed her legs wider apart and settled himself in between, as he paid attention to her inner thighs. She panted in anticipation and tried to keep still. It was sweet torture—enjoying his slow lovemaking but eager for him to reach her wetness.
Unexpectedly, a finger started rubbing her swollen clit.
"Dylan," she gasped. Then his mouth was on her. Oh, God, he's so good at this.
His tongue tasted her before moving up to lick her sensitised nub. She moaned lustily as his tongue flicked and his mouth lightly sucked. When he inserted a finger inside her, her hips bucked off the bed.
"Ahh!"
"Mmm," he murmured in approval as he continued his delicious ministrations.
She surrendered herself to the sensations, gasping, panting, and moaning. She peered down and discovered him watching her as his mouth worked its magic. His hot lips closed on her clit once more and she flew over the edge.
"Ohhh! Dylan!"
She panted to catch her breath as he kissed her way back up her body. When he reached her face, he gazed down at her, his eyes warm and tender.
She touched his face with one hand while the other travelled down his body. She found what she was looking for. Not that it was hard to find. It was big and hard and standing up to attention.
She stroked him, delighting in the way his lips parted and his eyes hooded. Oh, he felt good in her hand. Velvety smooth and hard as steel. She brought her hips closer to his and slung her leg around his. Perfect. The tip of his cock hovered on the entrance of her wet pussy.
"Oh, God, Ari," he groaned, throwing his head back and tightening his arm around her. "Let me get a condom, baby," he grunted.
"You don't have to. I'm on birth control," she whispered.
Dylan's face registered surprise for one second before it transformed to heated delight. He grabbed her hips and drove himself inside her.
Their moans mingled as Dylan moved slowly, deliciously.
"You're so wet, baby...so hot...so good," he gasped, exciting her further.
He shifted them so he was on top, able to move with more ease. She pulled her knees up and wide to give him better access and he pushed all the way in, groaning loudly.
Their pleasure sounds filled the room as Dylan moved harder, faster. Oh, he was doing it to her again—taking her upwards...upwards...until she reached the stars and clenched all around him, calling his name.
Dylan followed within seconds. "Ari! Arghh!!!"
He exploded inside her as she floated in the clouds from her own stunning climax.
*******
Ari smiled contentedly as she listened to Dylan's even breathing. It was crazy. First, she thought there was no way they'd end up together, given that he was only interested in something casual. Now, here she was, dating him, and being spooned by him while he slept.
She closed her eyes, willing herself to sleep. She was physically tired—and very much sated—but her mind refused to rest. While she was joyful about being with Dylan, she was worried about the dresses for Jasmine and the girls. There was less than two months to go before Jasmine's wedding, and experience had taught her things always took longer to finish than
She was touched that he had waited for her signal before starting to make love to her. That was such a sweet thing to do. But she was just as hungry for him. How could he even think she'd let him go home tonight?
Her thoughts dissolved when she felt his tongue lick the area around her nipple, while his hand gently kneaded the other breast. She clutched his shoulders and caressed his back, revelling in the attention he was giving her body.
When his tongue flicked her already excited nipple, she gasped, as desire raced with pleasure in her veins. His mouth closed in, sucking gently as his tongue continued to tease her erect bud and his fingers played with its twin. She mewled, feeling the sensation all the way to her now soaked centre.
He left her breasts and moved down her body, his lips leaving butterfly kisses along the way. He pushed her legs wider apart and settled himself in between, as he paid attention to her inner thighs. She panted in anticipation and tried to keep still. It was sweet torture—enjoying his slow lovemaking but eager for him to reach her wetness.
Unexpectedly, a finger started rubbing her swollen clit.
"Dylan," she gasped. Then his mouth was on her. Oh, God, he's so good at this.
His tongue tasted her before moving up to lick her sensitised nub. She moaned lustily as his tongue flicked and his mouth lightly sucked. When he inserted a finger inside her, her hips bucked off the bed.
"Ahh!"
"Mmm," he murmured in approval as he continued his delicious ministrations.
She surrendered herself to the sensations, gasping, panting, and moaning. She peered down and discovered him watching her as his mouth worked its magic. His hot lips closed on her clit once more and she flew over the edge.
"Ohhh! Dylan!"
She panted to catch her breath as he kissed her way back up her body. When he reached her face, he gazed down at her, his eyes warm and tender.
She touched his face with one hand while the other travelled down his body. She found what she was looking for. Not that it was hard to find. It was big and hard and standing up to attention.
She stroked him, delighting in the way his lips parted and his eyes hooded. Oh, he felt good in her hand. Velvety smooth and hard as steel. She brought her hips closer to his and slung her leg around his. Perfect. The tip of his cock hovered on the entrance of her wet pussy.
"Oh, God, Ari," he groaned, throwing his head back and tightening his arm around her. "Let me get a condom, baby," he grunted.
"You don't have to. I'm on birth control," she whispered.
Dylan's face registered surprise for one second before it transformed to heated delight. He grabbed her hips and drove himself inside her.
Their moans mingled as Dylan moved slowly, deliciously.
"You're so wet, baby...so hot...so good," he gasped, exciting her further.
He shifted them so he was on top, able to move with more ease. She pulled her knees up and wide to give him better access and he pushed all the way in, groaning loudly.
Their pleasure sounds filled the room as Dylan moved harder, faster. Oh, he was doing it to her again—taking her upwards...upwards...until she reached the stars and clenched all around him, calling his name.
Dylan followed within seconds. "Ari! Arghh!!!"
He exploded inside her as she floated in the clouds from her own stunning climax.
*******
Ari smiled contentedly as she listened to Dylan's even breathing. It was crazy. First, she thought there was no way they'd end up together, given that he was only interested in something casual. Now, here she was, dating him, and being spooned by him while he slept.
She closed her eyes, willing herself to sleep. She was physically tired—and very much sated—but her mind refused to rest. While she was joyful about being with Dylan, she was worried about the dresses for Jasmine and the girls. There was less than two months to go before Jasmine's wedding, and experience had taught her things always took longer to finish than
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