Page 63 of Aim Assist

When she's finally straddling me, she straightens until her breasts hang over my face.

Who am I to deny such precious gifts?

Grabbing one in each hand, I squeeze hard, smiling at her soft hiss of air as she grabs my hair for leverage. Her skin is so soft, so silky sweet. Sucking in first one nipple, then the other, I listen for her moans.

When I flick her nipples with my tongue, she trembles.

When I suckle them, she hisses and tugs at my hair.

When I nuzzle them, she breathes out a soft little sigh, melting further into me.

Each hard squeeze is a moan, and a light touch gives little to no change in her breathing. When I nip and lick, she pulls me closer.

All things that I love to learn about my angel.

She likes it rougher. Everything has to be harder to get that breath to hitch, to make her eyes darken with lust.

My girl loves her extremes.

Sliding my hands up her breasts, I squeeze and tug on her nipples, twisting them whenever she shoves further into my hands. Her little whimpers have my cock twitching, yearning for the warmth of her, and all I want is to give her everything.

"Do you think they're watching us from the windows?" she whispers into my ear as I flick and fiddle.

"Yep." There's no way they're not. I would be. I'm not that fucking stupid. A free show outside? I'd be in those windows so fast. "Probably others, too."

"Even in the dark?"

"They'd be looking for even a glimpse of your sweet ass, angel." Ditching her breasts for a moment, I slide my hand around to cup her ass, sliding my fingers into the crack between them.

She jumps a little, and her panicked squeak is adorable.

"Not into ass play?"

"Haven't ever tried. Never let anyone."

I notice that isn't an I don't like it.

Sounds more like an invitation to me.

Another time, when I'm more prepared. Once I get my cock inside her, it's going to be a struggle. I'm already ready to blow, and I haven't gotten my dick out of my damn jeans yet.

It's worth every second of torture to slide my hand further down those soft, round, bouncy cheeks until my fingers can feel the heat between her thighs. She shoves her hips back against me immediately, ready for more, but I tap at her entrance, inserting only the tip of my finger before popping it back out.

She hisses, rocking back with abandon as I continue to bite and suckle all around her breasts, knowing there will be bruises and marks when morning comes.

That's fine.

I want her to show them off, like a fucking necklace made of me.

Hell, I'd fuck her on stream so all her little simp fanboys know who she belongs to. So they know they can never live up to the pleasure she receives from my cock. My fingers. My lips.

Amy

Liam's teasing is driving me to a level of frustrated arousal that has me one fucking step away from ripping his pants off.

It's then that I pause and wonder, why don't I do that anyway?

What am I waiting for? It isn't like I need Liam to make that move. I can do it, too. Especially when he refuses to give me the full length of his finger, just playing at the sensitive entry as I rock and moan.

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