Page 84 of Spin The Bottle
She palms my back, running her soft fingertips over my skin. When her smile drops and her eyes widen, I know she feels some of the scars, her fingers running over the same marred piece of skin, examining it.
I don’t give her time to say anything, I drop my head to her perky brown nipples, licking them, teasing her, driving her crazy. She starts to breathe heavy, her hips moving of their own accord. I palm one of her breasts, sucking her nipple into my mouth, wrapping my tongue around the hard bud. “So pretty,” I murmur against her skin. “How wet are you, gorgeous?” I ask her, my hands drifting down her belly, getting closer to the sweet paradise between her legs.
“Bone dry.”
I lift my head, seeing her lips pressed together. She laughs when I narrow my eyes at her, but the sound dies in her throat when I graze my fingers along the drenched material covering her pussy. “God,” I groan, pulling the fabric to the side and slide my fingers along her slit. “You’re soaked. I can’t wait to eat you.”
Her breathing turns heavy, her head lifting to look at me. “Aiden,” she starts to protest, but I push her back down, covering her body with mine.
“You made me rush out of the restaurant to take care of this needy pussy,” I whisper, running my fingers along her slick folds. “Now let me have my dessert.”
I slide down her body, my knees pressing into the mattress as I grip her hips, pulling the hem of her underwear down her legs and throw it on the floor.
I stare at the spot between her legs, so wet, so ready for me. Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. I wrap my hands around her legs, spreading them wider making her completely exposed to me. Fuck. Yes.
“Aiden.” My head snaps up, looking at Leila who’s sat up, propped up on her elbows, looking down at me. “No one’s ever… I’ve never…”
“I know.” No one’s ever seen her like this, no one’s ever tasted her. But that’s all about to change.
“Lie back.” I press my lips against her thighs. “Let me show you what I’ve been dying to do to you.”
Her head hits the mattress on a shaky breath when I leave an open-mouthed kiss on her inner thighs, barely touching her. This is going to be fun.
I press my lips to her thighs, my mouth getting closer to the place begging for me. When she groans, I give her what we both want and trace her folds with the tip of my tongue, letting it get coated in her arousal, the taste of her making me heady. It’s too fucking good. I can’t hold back anymore. I grip her hips, keeping her in place when a quick, hard lash of my tongue flicks her clit. She’s so responsive to everything I do, but down here, where no one’s ever been, after I spent the last half an hour teasing her, it’s out of this world.
The desperate, filthy noises she makes when I devour her has me eating her with fervor, licking and sucking her clit into my mouth. She throws her head back as she grinds against my mouth, getting lost in the pleasure.
Another sweet little whimper escapes her when I lick her all the way to her entrance, her pussy contracting around the tip of my tongue as I stuff it in there. “I know baby,” I murmur, attempting to soothe her, knowing how much I’m teasing her, driving her crazy, building up that pleasure inside of her. “You’re okay.” Her fingers bury themselves in my hair, wrapping around the short strands when I circle my middle finger around her sopping wet entrance, slipping it inside.
“Fuck,” I groan when she starts grinding against my face again, trying to increase the friction. “That’s it.” I twirl my tongue around her clit. “Come on my tongue, Leila. Right now.”
I wonder if she was holding back because as soon as the words come out of my mouth, she moans, loud enough to wake the dead, moving her hips against my face as I suck her into my mouth, the hot gush of liquid covering my finger and my face as she comes.
My dick scrapes against the mattress, letting her ride it out, ride my face until she’s satisfied. I promised her I’d make her come until she couldn’t remember her name, and that’s what I plan on doing.
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Mark me
“I’m not done with you yet,” Aiden says, lifting off the bed. He brings his fingers that were just inside of me to his mouth, wrapping his lips around them and licking them clean. He lets out a low groan. “You tasted so good, gorgeous. Now my cock wants a taste.”
His hands tug at his boxers, pulling them down until his huge erection bobs free, already so hard and leaking. “Lie back for me,” he says, while stroking his dick, swiping a thumb over the tip.
I scoot back, lying flat and completely exposed to him. No one but Aiden has seen me this way, and even though I should be feeling self-conscious and trying to cover up, the way his eyes trace my body makes my core flutter with lust.
I watch as he walks over to my nightstand and grabs a condom, rips it open, and rolls it onto his cock. The candles glow behind him, making every move even hotter.
He approaches the edge of the bed again, and wraps his hand around my ankle, lifting my leg. “Holds your legs up,” he instructs, lust coating his voice.
I do as he says, lifting my legs and holding them up in the air. I should feel so embarrassed being spread open like this, but the way Aiden’s eyes darken, burning as he stares at all of me has me dissipating that embarrassment.
“Fuck,” he groans, fisting his cock again. “Hold it right there and let me get to work.” His knees hit the mattress, and he positions my legs onto his shoulders. I can’t see much with him covering me and my legs up in the air, but I feel his dick nudge my entrance. He curses under his breath when he starts to push in.
I don’t think I’ve ever been this wet in my life which makes it a ton easier for him to slide inside of me. He stops halfway, allowing me to stretch around him, He gruffs out a breath once he knows I’ve adjusted, and pushes all the way in. The moan I let out is anything but attractive, it’s rough and dirty, desperate for him. His dick is so long and thick, fills me up so good.
“Shh,” he soothes, not moving inside of me. I shake my head, attempting to move my hips so I feel some sort of friction. “Stay still,” he warns, his hands firm on my hips. “Fuck, just let me feel you for a bit.”
I squeeze my eyes shut, the feel of him inside me building a need so strong I can’t take it anymore. “Aiden,” I whimper. “I need you to move.”
