Page 45 of Free-Falling
Ainslee’s eyes flutter but she does nothing, or rather she tries not to. “Is it cause I pouted at Oran?”
I snicker. “Nah. Try again.”
“The filming?” She guesses again. “Oh, God.” She whispers and makes a sudden movement.
I stop and remove my fingers from her juicy pussy. I stare at her as I lick my fingers clean. I grab her jaw tight making it painful and Ainslee bites her lip. I lean in so close that the ghost of our lips are kissing already. “What’s my name, Ainslee?”
Her breath hitches. “Jagger Hanlon.”
“Again.”
“Jagger Hanlon.”
“One more time.”
“Jagger Liam Hanlon.” I swear this girl is about to cum from just saying my name. I love her.
“Good. Do well to remember it always.” I kiss her hard and fast, then I pull away. I pat her ass so she can get up, and I stand up with her. I turn her around to where Oran and Karessa are pretending like they didn’t see what was happening. I slap Ainslee’s ass cheek hard enough that Karessa jumps a little but tries to recover. It’s more out of surprise, but it’s funny. “Lead the way, wife.”
“Ainslee Hanlon,” she says.
I playfully scoff at her attempt of having me tell her name. “Shut the fuck up, Ainslee Hanlon before I fuck you hard and quick in front of everyone.”
Ainslee stops in her tracks and cranes her neck to look up at me right behind her. I can see the lust swimming in her eyes. I lean in and give her another quick kiss. I let go of her and force her to focus on what she needs done. I grab her by her hips and maneuver her to where we need to be. The fun has only begun.
Ainslee
I pose as Jagger takes pictures of me but I keep the poses cute until Jagger lowers the camera and does that hyper-focus thing he does to me. I don’t know what it is about that, but it always makes me feel like he’s pulling me close to him. Some gravitational pull and I love it.
“Baby…” Jagger calls for my attention.
“Yeah, Mr. Hanlon?”
“Fuck me.” He commands..
I gasp, and he takes the picture. I blink, not understanding what he’s doing. He smiles wickedly then bites his lip. Jagger looks down reviewing the pictures, and I turn to observe Karessa and Oran. They appear to be engaging in a conversation, a sexually charged one at that and I tilt my head wondering if that was how Jagger and I looked.
“Jag?”
“Hmm?”
“Can you take a picture of them two like that? I think they’ll appreciate it later.”
“Got it.” Jagger turns towards Karessa and Oran taking a couple pics.
“Come sit, Jag. I need to set up the camera somehow so we can get a good angle.”
“Okay.” Jagger sits down on the deck and lays back down, his arms cradling his head.
I move and climb over him. I grab my camera and press record. “Jagger Hanlon, I’ve got some questions for you first before we make this a group thing. You up for it?”
He smiles and nods. Jagger places his shades back. “Go ahead.”
“What’s the most daring thing you’ve done to date?”
Jagger cocks his brow.
“Is that too hard for you to answer? I can start with something else.” I suggest.
