Page 45 of The Best Kind of Forever
From the moment Aeris kissed me, I’d been fighting a semi. Now she’s in my room, looking like a wet dream in her jeans and oversized sweatshirt, and my dick’s harder than steel.
“I never thanked you for the picnic,” she says, and I’m so distracted by the pleasure swamping my gut that I can barely focus on her face.
“Aeris, you don’t—”
She severs my words by working the buttons on my shirt with her fingers, her tongue wetting the bottom of her lip.
Thank me for the pic—oh. OH.
“You don’t ha—”
Her hand shoots out to cover my mouth, and my heart flip-flops under her touch. There’s a hint of the devil in her eyes.
“Hayes, please shut up.”
I nod, letting her peel my shirt off, and she runs her hands up my stomach, her fingernails lightly marking my skin. I help her out of her hoodie, revealing a small tank top that barely contains her breasts and showcases that luscious jewel in her belly.
I groan into her mouth, capturing her lips in a sloppy kiss that shows her exactly where I want this afterschool special to go. Her pebbled nipples are giving me a high salute from the chill coming through the vents, and she presses her cleavage up against my chest.
Her voice is low and husky. “I’m going to make you feel good.”
I’ve never been a religious person before, but after today, I think I’m gonna need to go to confessional.
I stay pressed up against my door, hoping that nobody in the house can hear what’s about to transpire. The lower half of me is mashed against her abdomen, and when she rolls her hips, I have to bite my tongue to stop from moaning.
I arch against her. “Are you sure?”
She hums, and it’s a buzz against my mouth. “I’m sure.”
In one fluid motion, my pants are at my ankles, and she slides my boxers down. My dick springs out immediately, slapping against my stomach. A noise of surprise sails out of her, and a stroke of blush turns her skin an incendiary red. I’m bigger than average. And no, that’s not me tooting my own horn. It’s a widely known fact.
I expect Aeris to change her mind, but she doesn’t. Everything is a blur. One second, she’s in front of me, and the next, she’s down on her knees.
Her lips suction around the head of my cock, and they’re pillow soft. She begins to slowly move up and down my shaft, not fully taking me, only clamping halfway and squeezing slightly as her mouth slips up my length. Saliva helps with the traction she’s created, and her tongue laves at the vein running along the underside of my dick.
“Holy…fuck.”
I feel my thighs grow hot, and then suddenly, my whole body is ablaze. Oh my God. She knows exactly what to do with her tongue, exactly how to stroke me, and she swirls it around the tip, licking up pre-cum.
She removes herself from my appendage, and I already miss the warmth of her mouth. “Go on, Hayes.Begme,” she commands, still sexy as fuck with a string of spit hanging from her chin.
I’m so caught off guard that I can’t possibly form a response to that. Who knew Aeris Relera had a dominant side to her?
“I may be the one on my knees, but you’re going to be the one begging.”
“Please, Stacks.” My dick’s in so much pain, and Aeris’ mouth is the only relief that I’m interested in chasing. Not to mention that this whole assertive thing she has going on really does it for me.
“Pleasewhat?”
I let my hand start to stimulate me, but it’s subpar at best, and I have no idea how I’m going to masturbate anymore without thinking about her plush lips. “Please suck me fuckingdry. You have no idea how long I’ve waited for your tonsils to know what the tip of my dick feels like. How long I’ve wanted to splatter my cum over those perfect freckles of yours,” I growl lowly.
She takes me fully into her mouth this time, her cheeks puffing out slightly. She gags when I hit the back of her throat, but she continues to milk my granite-hard erection, adding a hand to pump the base. Her eyes water, and more saliva ropes down her chin. Her fingers don’t fully connect around my girth; a few good inches of space exists between her index finger and thumb.
If she continues like this, I’m gonna blow my load in two minutes.
Desire breaks over me as I brace myself against the door. “Fuck, yeah,” I moan, a little too loudly. “Just like that.”
I shut my eyes completely, welcoming a prolonged span of darkness. I can hear the murmur of electricity pulsating through my veins, alighting my body, my impending orgasm rising from the ashes of pure pleasure. Orange and red flames devour me whole, choking me. I gasp for the sweet release of air, but an intense wall of heat slams into me instead.
