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“Why?” she gasps as she drops her legs that were wrapped around me.

“So I can eat your pretty, pink pussy while you scream my name,” I tell her. “I want the mountains to echo with my name, baby girl.”

“I’m sure you’ll be quite persuasive,” she teases, gasping as I pull off her pants, throwing them over my shoulder.

The room is littered with clothes, and I don’t care. I need Aisling.

Dropping between her thighs, I lick up her arousal, enjoying the way she whimpers and slicks. I wanted time with her outside of her heat, so we could completely enjoy each other, and I’m getting it.

Sucking on her clit, I love the way she whines as I push my thick fingers inside of her warm, wet channel.

Growling against her clit to increase the vibration, I hold her tightly to my face so she can’t get away from me. Aisling has asafe word if she needs it, and it’s ‘peanuts’. Instead, her fingers claw the sheets as she whimpers, prays, and screams for more.

That’s my fucking girl.

“Come for me, Princess,” I insist. “Cover my face and tongue with your cream.”

“Aiden,” she keens, her fingers tangling in my hair. “Fuck, I’m so close. More.”

“You got it,” I rasp, a promise in a way. She’ll always get what she needs from now on from us. Twisting my fingers inside her pussy, I rock them upward as I graze my teeth along her clit, driving her over the edge.

“Yes, yes, ah!” Aisling groans, shuddering as she squirts all over my face. I’m dripping from her slick, incredibly proud of myself as I lick my lips.

“So perfect,” I murmur, pulling my fingers out of her cunt, enjoying the way she tries to keep them inside of her involuntarily. The pop as they slip out is especially satisfying.

“What was that noise?” she asks, eyes wide with horror and embarrassment.

“The ultimate compliment,” I tell her, moving up her body to coat her lips with her cream. “Clean your mess up like a good girl?”

Immediately, her lips open, head lifting to suck my fingers down. I groan as I feel her tongue working hard to get every drop.

“Attagirl,” I gasp. “I need you, come ride my cock, baby.”

Turning onto my back, I pull her on top of me, removing my fingers from her mouth as I do. Pulling off my cargo pants is fast work, kicking them off to live at the end of the bed. I’m commando today, so Aisling enjoys immediate access to me.

She’s so wet as she grinds on my dick, breath hitching as the crown of my cock rubs against her clit.

“Grab my cock,” I murmur, watching as she rises onto her knees and does it. “Line it up with your sweet pussy, baby. So good, now sit on it.”

Her eyes roll back as she slides down my cock, my hands on her hips to hold her as she rides me.

“You feel incredible,” I grunt, gritting my teeth. Her scent is everywhere, drowning me in it since she’s on my face as well. Her pussy is clamping down on me as she whimpers as she works me deeper inside of herself.

“Yes, Aiden,” she gasps. “Ugh. Baby. You feel so big like this.”

We’ve never had sex outside of a heat or hate sex, and it’s different when you’re mindless for knots and cum than when you’re just really horny.

“I know, but you’re taking me so well,” I praise her, gazing down at where we're connected.

“Look, Princess. You’re swollen and stretching around me. Tell me, does it feel as good for you?”

“Yes,” she moans. “It’s so intense. I feel so full already. Oh!”

Her slick slides out of her cunt, helping along her movements, and I thrust up to meet her.

“More,” she whines. “God, that feels good.”

Planting my feet on the mattress, I thrust up as she rides me, holding her as her breasts bounce each time. Sitting up, I suck on her sweet nipples, groaning as she writhes. The only sounds in the room are the sounds of sex, slick, and moans as we make love.

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