Page 8 of The Aerialist's Secret
She is my goddess, my everything, and in this moment, all I want is to worship and please her until she is screaming my name. As my hands grip both halves of her firm, round ass, I spread them apart to reveal the tight little hole of her ass and the glistening slit of her pussy.
“Leo, please…” Her voice is still full of desire, but now there's a hint of pleading. She doesn't want me to stop. It hits me like a punch to the gut - she would never forgive me if I did.
“Oh, God.” The sound escapes her lips as her hips wiggle against mine. I can't help but grin, feeling powerful and in control.
Leaning forward, I take in the intoxicating scent of her arousal. My tongue dips between the smooth skin of her pussy lips, reveling in the taste of her honey and the texture of her intimate folds. As I run my hands over her perfect ass, I move my mouth up to kiss the soft flesh of her buttocks. She moans with need, urging me on.
When my tongue touches her puckered asshole, she gasps and arches her back. “Leo…”
“Yes, baby. Just let go,” I whisper soothingly as my tongue continues its exploration around the tight ring of muscle.
She moves against me, grinding her hips as I worship every inch of her ass. Moving forward again, I press gentle kisses along the small of her back, savoring the shivers that pass through her body as I trail my lips along her creamy shoulder blades.
Reaching around to cup her breasts in my hands, I roll her hardened nipples between my fingers.
“Leo, I need you inside me,” she whispers urgently.
“I know, angel,” I whisper back. “But just us. Nothing between us, you understand?”
“I know we didn’t talk about this before, but I’m not on birth control, what if…” Her words trail off, but I know what she's thinking.
“Nothing would make me happier,” I assure her. “Say you want it too.” I continue to kiss and nibble at her neck, gently rolling her onto her side so that I can look into her eyes. My gaze drifts down to admire her perfect body - the swell of her breasts, the curve of her hips, the patch of curly dark hair above her glistening slit. “Say you want it like this.”
After a brief hesitation, she nods. “I want it. I want all of you.” Her hands fumble with my shirt buttons as she continues, “I want us.”
I watch as Evelyn admires the firmness of my chest, the rough dark hair curling across thick pectorals, the ripples of muscle across my stomach, leading down to my throbbing cock. Evelyn leans forward and tentatively runs a finger along it, watching the way I squirm at her gentle touch.
That’s power.
I might be frightening sometimes, and I might be infuriating too. But she has true power over me.
“Can I?” she asks, looking up into my eyes as she licks her lips.
I nod, barely able to speak. “Yes, baby. Just take it slow.”
Dark hair surrounds the base of my thick shaft, and heavy balls sit beneath. A thick vein runs from the base to the swollen head, and she traces it with a finger, then leans forward and laps once, gently. It tastes sweet and salty, a bead of precum spreading over her tongue. She closes her eyes as she takes it in, her first taste, and then she wraps her hand around my shaft and takes me into her mouth.
I moan as she sucks on my cock, drawing in her cheeks to increase the suction. She squeezes and teases the shaft with her fingers as she pleasures me, and I can’t help but react to the sharp intakes of breath as she pushes herself deeper onto my cock.
“Fuck, you’re a natural, Evelyn,” I groan, tightening my fingers in her hair, drawing her up. “Play with yourself while you suck me.”
She follows my instructions, slipping a hand down between her legs and finding herself damp and slick. As she playfully squeezes my cock between her lips, biting down to add pressure, she slips two fingers inside her pussy, moaning as she starts to massage.
“That’s it, angel. Make yourself good and wet. I’m not going to come, not yet, not inside your mouth. I’m saving it all for when I get inside you again. But you’ll need to be nice and slippery to take this cock inside that tight little pussy.”
She hums at the sound of my words, enjoying the dirty talk, the instruction. Safe and loved, all she cares about is pleasing me. As she starts to breathe harder through her nose.
“Baby… Fuck…” My fingers grip harder, pushing her onto my cock, and she starts to gag. I wonder in that moment if she’ll ever be able to take me all the way, right into her throat, but I pullher back before she has a chance to find out. “Stop…stop, angel. I can’t hold back much longer…”
I pull her head back and grin as my cock comes free, the head red and swollen, balls pulled up tight against the base, the whole thing quivering with the effort to hold back. What would it feel like, to have my cum in her mouth? Or on her face?
“You have to stop, Evelyn. This is all for you, but it goes inside you, you understand?” I grip my dick and give it a couple of gentle strokes as my balls relax a little, and she nods, grinning.
“I did good, huh?”
“Too good. That mouth is going to get me in trouble.”
She laughs and lies back, watching me slide my grip up and down that huge length. It must be eight or ten inches, and thick enough around that my own fingers only just wrap the whole way. It loses some firmness as I breathe deep, and she spreads her legs wide.
