Page 47 of The Night Ride
I came up behind her.She stiffened for a moment.But then relaxed as I leaned in until my front aligned thoroughly with her back.She inhaled a shaky breath.
“Aiden.”
“Can you see us on the screen?”
“Yes.”She blew out a shaky breath.
“Good.Keep watching.”She’d already removed the apron which was a shame.I slid my hands beneath the hem of her top.Sliding them up to fondle her perfect fucking tits and cupped them through the lacey material of her bra.
She gasped.My cock twitched and lengthened.I wasn’t planning to take her here.But now that I had my hands on her I couldn’t stop.Gently squeezing, I kneaded the ripe beauties.Her nipples hardened, and I plucked them through the lace.
I could suck on these beauties for hours.They were fucking perfect.
“Aiden.”Her breathy sigh stirred my lust.
I leaned in with my mouth beside her ear and murmured, “Look at the cameras on your phone, bring up at the ones in the kitchen and watch what I do to you.”
“Okay.”She agreed with a small nod.It took her a minute to find the cameras but then there we were, in full color.
“Keep watching or I’ll stop.”I commanded, placing a love bite against the back of her neck.I felt her shudder.
I removed her top and drew the lace cups down.The heavy orbs looked obscene on camera with the lace framing them.My cock jolted.I was playing a dangerous game.But my oaths were of little consequence when I felt her lush ass pressed against my crotch with her tits on display.I pressed kisses against the back of her neck and shoulders while fondling her mounds, twisting and tugging on the deep rouge areolas with relish.
Taking my time, I worked the buds until they were stiff from my attention.Then slid one hand down her front to her work slacks.With a flick of my fingers, I undid the clasp and lowered the zipper.But then I snaked a hand beneath her panties.
“Are you wet for me?”
“Yes.”
“Hm.Let’s see, shall we.”I delved deep, parting her folds and plunged two fingers inside her wet channel.“Fuck, babe, you’re drenched.”
“Aiden,” she panted as I thrust my fingers in and out, scissoring them to spread her wider, get her prepped for my dick.
And hearing her moan my name with that breathy alto was my signal to continue.I would always be mindful of her past, of what had been done to her, and always proceed with caution.And there was a part of me that wanted to uncover the name of the asshole who her hurt, hunt him down and end his sorry existence.
Without commenting, I swirled my digits around her aching bud.Thrilled at the symphony that her loud gasps and moans created.I would remember this when I was stationed overseas.Her voice lost in ecstasy with my name on her lips.I pressed a hot kiss against her neck.Then pressed two fingers into her taut heat, thrusting them deep.
“Oh god.”She rocked her hips, taking my fingers even deeper on the next pass.Her silken pussy gripped the digits tight, trying to draw them even deeper still.
I chuckled and nipped her earlobe.“Not quite.Are you watching me finger this naughty pussy?”
“Y-y-y-yes.Please don’t stop.”
“Not possible.I want to feel you come on my hands.And then I’m going to take my time eating your cunt.And only when you’re begging me, with this pussy swollen from orgasms will I fuck you.”
She whimpered.But it was the signal I wanted.Her hands dug unsuccessfully into the stainless-steel as she canted her hips and rode my fingers.
“See how much you ache for release.What do you think your customers would say if they knew you were in your kitchen, getting this pretty cunt fingered?”
“Probably good for me.”
I barked out a laugh.The woman was priceless.“Uh, huh.Think I can fit another finger in this tight pussy.”I added the digit on the next pass and thrust deep.It bowed her back, and she cried out.
“Yes.I want it all.Everything you want to give me.”
I nipped her neck then laved the bruised flesh with my tongue.“Careful, because I will take everything you want to give me and want more.”
“Yes.I need you.”
