Page 32 of Blame It On The Carols

“Such a needy little thing, isn’t she,” he teased as he inserted another finger.

I closed my eyes and arched my back as he continued sucking my nipples with just enough pressure to make it slightly painful but incredibly pleasurable. His thumb brushed over my clit, sending another shockwave through my core as I pressed my thighs together.

“Uh, nope. You’re going to give me every single orgasm that I ask for, Mak. No pulling away now,” he warned, lowering himself down my body until his face was lined up against my pussy. “Got it?”

I shook my head, feeling too dazed to speak.

“I want to hear you.”

“Yes, I got it,” I practically cried, my body already overstimulated.

“That’s my girl.”

Strong hands parted my thighs as I felt the prickle of his stubble scratch my skin. I spread them further, allowing him the access he demanded.

The warmth of his tongue as it swiped across my pussy was almost my undoing. I reached down and gripped his hair, needing something to hold onto as he fucked me with his fingers and sucked my clit.

“Shit,” I cried, already feeling the tingle that came right before an orgasm. “I’m so close.”

Instinctively, I tried to close my thighs as my legs started to tremble. But Aiden forced them open, holding them in place with his hands as his tongue magically brought me to climax in seconds.

I was gasping and panting by the time he came up, wearing a smirk on his gorgeous face as he wiped his mouth with his hand.

“That wasn’t the best you could do, but that’s okay. I told you we had some practice runs to get through before we got to the real thing.”

“I don’t know that my body can handle the real thing.Thatfelt pretty real to me.”

“Trust me, it can and it will.”

I looked down at his cock that was jutting up to his stomach, a drop of precum on the tip. I licked my lips and then sat up, ready to suck him dry.

“As much as I want to come down your throat and watch you gag as you suck my dick, I need to be inside of your pussy first,” he said, cupping his hand softly around my chin. “Get on your hands and knees so I can fuck you the way you like.”

“How do you know I haven’t changed? Maybe I like something else better now instead?” I teased, looking at him over my shoulder.

“Nope. We are not talking about you having sex with anyone else,” he whispered in my ear as he slapped my ass playfully, sending another jolt through me.

“I think we both know that was a possibility forbothof us. We were apart for six years, Aiden.”

“Yeah, and now we’re together again. I don’t care who might’ve touched this pussy before; no one will ever touch it again. I mean that, Mak. This pussy is mine.”

He lined himself up at my opening and waited.

“Did you hear me?”

I nodded, holding my breath as I waited for him to slam into me the way he knew I loved.

“Say it, Mak. I can wait all damn day if I have to. I’m not going to fuck you until you tell me that you know this pussy is mine.”

“It’s yours,” I panted, pushing back against him to try to force his cock inside of me.

“What is?”

His voice was strained, and I knew he was gritting his teeth, trying to stay in control right now.

“This pussy is yours, Aiden. Always has been, always will be.”

“Fuck right it is,” he agreed, pushing himself inside as I took a shuddered breath.

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