His Nasty Little Pussy

When my tits meet the bare skin of his chest, we both groan at how fucking good it feels. I kiss him harder, hungry for more. His fingers dance along my spine, sending shivers of pleasure straight to my pussy, before reaching around to cup my tits. He kneads them in his big hands, rolling his thumbs over my hard nipples. I never knew anything could feel so good.

Soon his mouth is kissing a line down my neck. His tongue dances along my collarbone before drifting lower. I gasp when he wraps the wet heat of his mouth around my nipple and grabs onto his head, keeping him pressed close to me. He teases me with his tongue and teeth until I don’t think I can take any more.

“Fuck,” he whispers against my skin as he kisses a line to my other tit. “You drive me fucking crazy.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

“I need more,” I beg when he latches onto my other tit, giving it the same treatment. “Please, Aiden. Please make me cum.”

I feel him smile against my tit as he slides a hand between us, slipping it into my shorts and panties so he can cup my bare pussy.

“My god, you’re so wet,” he groans against my tit.

He slides one finger into me, and I nearly weep with how good it feels. Because of the position, he’s pressed firmly against my clit, so every thrust of his finger is hitting it perfectly, and I know it’s not going to take me long at all.

“Have you ever done this before?” Aiden asks. His voice is deep and husky with desire.

“No,” I whimper as he speeds his finger up.

“I’m the only one?”

“Yes.”

I’m panting now, grabbing onto the back of his neck while I rock my hips as he fingers me.

“Good,” he murmurs against my skin, bringing his mouth back to mine.

I open my mouth to him, kissing him hard, and when I cum, he swallows my screams. My body tenses with the force of the orgasm. His fingers work me faster, and right as I start to come down, he immediately brings on another. Everything narrows down to pleasure and Aiden’s body against mine. That’s it. My entire universe.

By the time he slows his finger, I’m a shaking, whimpering mess with barely enough strength to lift my head.

“Oh my god,” I finally manage to say.

I rest my head against his chest, trying to catch my breath. His laughter vibrates along his chest, making me feel it in my core. I kiss his pec and trail the fingers of one hand along his skin. His porch light is off, but the moon is full and bright, giving me plenty of light to see by.

“Hey, there’s your Big Dipper,” he says, pointing up at the sky. “I guess tonight would’ve been a better night to climb a tree to stargaze.”

The laughter in his voice makes me start laughing, and I give his chest a playful smack.

“Stop making fun of me. It was all I could think of at the time.”

“Well, I can say as a cop that it’s the best excuse I’ve ever heard. It didn’t make you sound guilty at all.”

“God, that was so embarrassing,” I groan.

Aiden laughs again. “If it had been anyone else, I would’ve considered it incredibly disturbing and arrested them. But it was you. That changes everything. Knowing you did all that just so you could fuck yourself while watching me is sexy as hell, Hannah.”

I snuggle my face up closer to his neck. His hand is still between us, gently cupping my pussy while his other hand dances along my bare back. I feel him slide his hand out of my panties and then I hear a deep groan as he sucks his fingers clean. I lift my head so I can watch him. I’m amazed and fascinated and fucking turned on that he’s so thoroughly enjoying the taste of my pussy.

His green eyes are dark with lust, and when I roll my hips against his hard cock, he lets out a groan and uses his free hand to tightly grasp my hips, forcing me to be still. There’s a warning in his eyes for me not to push this any further, but I’ve never been much for warnings, so I ignore him.

Leaning closer, I run my tongue up the finger he’s still working on, moaning at the taste of my pussy on his skin, before sliding it along his lips and then into his mouth. He switches his finger to my mouth as he kisses me back. Our tongues meet and I very quickly can’t get enough of him. He already feels so familiar to me, and now he tastes like me, smells like me, and I want him to always be like this. I want him to be mine. Fully and always.

“I want you to fuck me,” I whimper against his mouth.

He lets out a pained groan before pulling back. I know I must look like a half-naked crazy woman about right now, but he looks at me like I’m the most beautiful woman he’s ever seen. He brushes back a strand of my hair and softly runs his fingers over my cheek.

“I can’t do that,” he finally says.

My eyes immediately start to fill, and my face heats up with embarrassment.

“Hey,” he says in a whisper, “it’s not what you think. My god, Hannah, can’t you feel how much I want you?”

I give a small smile because I can feel the very large cock right underneath me.

“Then why won’t you fuck me?”

He gives a long, pained sigh. “You’ve never done anything before, right?”

“Right.”

“Okay, so today was your first kiss, the first time you made out, the first time you were fingered, the first time you let someone else make you cum. That’s a lot of firsts for just one day.”

His green eyes study me, not as if he’s upset or not interested. It’s the exact opposite. They’re so full of love and concern that it makes my heart give a little happy jump.

“I just don’t want you to go too fast and regret something.”

I lean my forehead against his and smile. “I could never regret anything with you.”

He smiles back. “Well, humor me and wait 24 hours just to be sure.”

“But what about you?” I murmur, trying to break the tight grip he has on my hips so I can grind my pussy against that hard bulge beneath me.

“Hannah,” he says, and he’s using his cop voice, but my hips seem to have a mind of their own and don’t seem to care that they’re being ordered to stop.

“Let me at least do something for you,” I say, running my hands along his chest. “We don’t have to fuck, but can’t I do something else?”

I reach down and rub my hand along the length of him, making him let out a deep groan.

“Don’t you want some relief?”

I start to kiss and lick his neck and chest, and I smile against his skin when he relaxes his grip on my hips and I can freely move them against him.

“What exactly did you have in mind?” he finally asks.

Smiling, I bring my face back to his, meeting those gorgeous green eyes of his.

“Will you let me suck your cock?”