She slid forward and backward a few times. Oh, God.
Kester eased his hands up to cup her breasts. “Sexiest woman alive.”
His words made her feel sexy. Wanton even.
She whimpered when he thumbed her nipples.
“I love how sensitive your tits are. It’s going to be so much fun being able to touch you all over with our hands and mouths until you writhe and moan and scream.”
She needed more, and she ground herself against him.
“Take whatever you need, honey. If you don’t think it will hurt, lift up and I’ll line my cock up with your pussy.”
She shuddered at his words, the same words they all used often. Cock. Pussy. Dick. Dirty words that made her wetter than ever. “I want you inside me.” She lifted up, her thighs shaking. She couldn’t imagine being the one on top, but it didn’t seem like there was any way she could mess it up. Lift up, insert cock, slide down.
Kester reached between them, fisting his erection and bringing it to her channel. “Take your time, honey,” he whispered. “Take all the time you want.”
Ariel’s breath hitched as she lowered herself onto him. The slightest twinge of residual pain disappeared in an instant, leaving her feeling full and so very aroused. She ground down as far as she could, enjoying the way the base of him tickled her clit.
“Jesus, you’re sexy.” His hands stroked her breasts. “So fucking sexy. This is the most erotic vision in the world.”
He was right. When she glanced down at their bodies, all she saw was a work of art. “I need to come,” she murmured.
“I know, honey.” He released one of her breasts and slid that hand down to her clit.
She moaned, her head tipping back, her pussy already fluttering around him in anticipation. Making her come with their mouths or fingers was amazing, but doing it while filling her so full was even better.
She lifted up and dropped back down. Again. Faster. She hadn’t been able to fully be in the moment and concentrate on every part of her the first time when Tarin had been inside her. She’d been too nervous, and her mind had been all over the place.
But now… Now she could set the pace, do what felt good, enjoy how amazing it was to have Kester buried inside her.
He worked her clit faster, gathering her arousal to keep it lubricated. “That’s it. So good.”
She shuddered at his words of encouragement and met his gaze again. “Need…”
He smiled. “I know, honey. Let it go. Let it happen.” He pinched her clit and her nipple at the same time. “Now,” he demanded.
She gasped as her orgasm consumed her, nearly collapsing onto him as her pussy pulsed and throbbed around his cock and against his fingers.
He held her up by releasing her breast and grasping her shoulder. As soon as the pulses died down, he lowered her onto his chest, kissing her all over her face as he held her. “You’re so damn perfect.”
“You didn’t come,” she murmured.
“Didn’t need to come again, honey.” He stroked her back and butt and thighs. His hands were everywhere on her skin, and she slowly caught her breath in his arms.
Yeah, she was definitely going to see life through a new lens.