body.
Her arms encircled his shoulders as he came down on top of her. “Always make promises you can’t keep?”
“Only when the woman’s this fuckin’ sexy.”
Aislinn pushed at his chest. He rose on his hands and glanced down between their bodies.
She widened her legs, dug her heels into the mattress then reached between them to grip his cock with both hands. “I couldn’t forget how big you are, how well you fill me, Gus.” She placed the fat, blunt head at her opening then raised her glance to lock with his. “Come inside me, now .”
Gus pushed forward, gritting his teeth to keep from slamming deep. Her pussy was soaked, but she was still tight, still too little to take him without a little work on his part.
Braced on one hand, he cupped her bottom and began to pulse, gently driving into her. His cockhead pushed, breaching her opening, which clenched around him.
Her bottom danced on his palm. Her hips circled to help him screw inside, curving to meet his strokes. “I swear, the pressure’s all I need to go,” she groaned.
“Then do it.”
She shook her head. “I want this to last.”
“We can do it again. Swear you won’t wear it out.”
He sank deeper, then withdrew, sank again, deeper still. His head dipped and he captured her lips. Her mouth suctioned his, pulling his tongue inside where she suckled it like he hoped she would his cock one day soon. His motions grew stronger. His hips pumped harder, driving toward her core.
With her hips bumping against his, her juicy cunt relaxing, letting him stroke deep, he began to fuck her in earnest.
Breathless, she fell back, her hands reaching to grip his ass and pull him closer.
Gus gave a swirl of his hips, watched her mouth open around a long, painful gasp, and knew he’d found her sweet spot. He swirled again then pumped in shallower motions, rubbing it again and again until her legs wrapped around him and her body arched beneath him. Her cry when she came was a strangled scream.
Although his cock burned like fire, Gus pulled free and scooted down the bed.
Aislinn lay gasping, palming her own breasts for comfort.
He spread her folds and pulled up to expose her clit. Engorged, it popped free of its hood, and he plied it with his tongue, giving it flicks then soothing laps. Slick and red, her clit distended like a small cherry. He plucked it with his fingers, squeezing it then pulling on it, in motions not unlike when he jerked himself off, the slick tugs pushing her over the edge again, this time for him to watch.
She snapped her eyes open, staring down at him. Her thighs trembled, hips trying to buck, but he held her down with a hand pressing against her lower abdomen.
“Gus! Oh, Jesus… Gus !”
He let go of her clit and gave her soothing strokes of his tongue, knowing her little pleasure center was ultra-sensitive now from her hissing breaths. When she grew still and relaxed, her thighs splayed wide, he came back up, resting on his side as he fondled her breasts, massaging them one by one, before gliding his hand down her belly and thighs.
“What was that?” she asked, licking at sweat.
“Something Mondo showed me.”
“Clever, wicked man.” She rolled her head toward him and blinked sleepy eyes. “He was my mentor.”
“So I heard.”
“That doesn’t bother you? He’s your friend.”
“I’ve shared a lot with my friends.”
“Have they fucked your women?”
He squeezed a breast then cuddled closer to her side. “I’m not jealous, if that’s what you’re thinkin’. If you belonged to Mondo, then that would be something else entirely. As I see it, he taught you what you needed to know. About yourself. Sometimes learning about your limits means havin’ to get intimate.”
“That’s very mature of you.”
Gus pushed a lock of hair behind her ear. “Doesn’t mean I still don’t want to kick his ass, but I’m here, Aislinn. I want to be here.”
She tucked a hand beneath her cheek. “Think you can find