Page 51 of Rambler's Snow Bunny
“That’s it, baby. Show me how you like it.”
Her breath hitches, her free hand coming up to play with her nipple. I step closer, drawn in by the sight of my woman pleasuring herself.
“Fuck, you’re beautiful,” I growl, stepping between her spread legs.
I push her hand and drop to my knees, dragging her to the edge of the table so that her pussy is right in front of my face. Her scent is intoxicating—sweet and musky and all mine.
I lean in and lick a long swipe up her slit, savoring the taste of her juicy cunt.
“Aaron!” she cries out, her hands fisting in my hair.
I grin against her pussy, then dive in for more, licking and sucking until she’s squirming on the table, her thighs squeezing my head.
“You gonna come for me, butterfly?” I ask, sliding two fingers inside her dripping cunt.
“Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, grinding against my face.
I curl my fingers, finding the spongy spot inside her that sends her sailing into orbit, and suck her clit into my mouth. I hum and nibble, and that’s all it takes. She comes with a shout, her pussy clenching around my fingers as her body shakes with pleasure.
Before she can even catch her breath, I stand and line my cock up with her opening.
“Ready for me, baby?” I ask, rubbing the head of my dick through her wetness.
She nods, her blue eyes hazy with pleasure. “Please, honey.”
I push inside her slowly, groaning as her tight heat swallows me whole. “Fucking perfect,” I mutter, gripping her hips to hold her steady.
I start to move inside her. In and out. In and out. I pick up the pace, taking her harder and faster until she’s breathing hard, and her little tits are bouncing from the force.
“Aaron,” she moans, her nails digging into my shoulders. “Please, harder.”
I give her what she wants, pounding into her like a madman, sweat dripping down my back.
The wet sounds of our bodies coming together fill the room. “Wanna see you come again,” I grunt, reaching between us to thumb her clit. “Come on my cock, baby.”
Her walls flutter around me, and I know she’s close. I circle her clit faster, eyes going from where we’re joined together as one, to the look of pure bliss on her face.
Goddamn, she’s the most beautiful creature I’ve ever set eyes on.
“Look at me.” I slow my thrusts.
Her eyes open, locking with mine.
“You’re mine,” I tell her, snapping my hips forward hard.
She moans louder.
“This cunt is mine.” I slam into her again.
Her eyes roll back in her head and she comes with a scream, her pussy clenching around me like a vise. The sight of her completely lost in pleasure is enough to send me over the edge as well.
With a final snap of my hips, I bury myself deep inside her and let go, filling her womb with my seed. Body jerking as my ballsare drained, I brace a hand on the table to keep from collapsing on top of her.
“Fuck,” I mutter, once the aftershocks have passed.
Ever so carefully, I pull out and gather her into my arms, sitting back in one of the dining chairs with her cradled against my chest.
We sit there for a minute, just breathing together, our bodies cooling in the aftermath.
