The Woodland Packs - Page 115

Aaron grabbed me and lifted me up against him.

I lifted my thighs and wrapped my legs around his waist, holding on to his strong body. The move came naturally to me, as easy as breathing.

Aaron’s groan filled the room before he whispered a word I’d always hated. “Heaven.”

On his lips, pulled from his very soul, this moment we were sharing was exactly that, however. Heaven.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him into me for a kiss.

Our lips met and sparks tingled on my skin.

His tongue slid through my parted lips and he tasted me.

I parried back, letting my eyes slide shut, and put all my pent-up passion into the kiss.

He moved us around the room and I held on until he was sitting down.

I opened my eyes to see that he’d brought us to the bed. He was lying on the mattress and I was now straddling him, his cock lying on his belly in front of me.

Thick and hard, and so temptingly beautiful.

Aaron was breathing hard, but not moving us to the next level. As I stared at him, I realised I needed to push all my doubts away and follow my instincts.

And my instincts told me to ride him.

I arranged my legs around him so I could lift up, and Aaron grabbed his shaft, holding himself upright for me.

I leaned forward, my already aroused and juicy body sliding over the massive head and welcoming him in.

I slid down a few inches, gasping with the intensity of it all.

“Fuck. You’re so tight,” Aaron groaned, reaching for my hands and shaking with the strain of staying still beneath me.

I raised my hands and linked our fingers, connecting on a level I’d never experienced with anyone.

My soul tugged at me, connecting and weaving together with Aaron’s.

But there was so much more to be had, I could feel it.

I rocked my pelvis, swallowing as much of him as I could, over and over again, moving up and down.

“It’s been… a very long time.” I managed to say.

I was tight, and tender. But the soft pain made way for pleasure, and I needed more.

Aaron groaned again, louder this time, his fingers pressing into my hands. I pushed all the way down until I was sitting on his hips, his huge cock filling me right up.

My eyes flew open and found Aaron’s gaze on me. Not lost in the moment, not trying to take his pleasure from my body and depriving me of mine. He was focused, waiting. Sharing this with me.

“Tell me when you’re ready to take me properly, beautiful.”

I exhaled deeply, my belly finally relaxing around the intrusion.

I nodded. “Okay. I’m ready.”

He moved his hands to my hips and I unlinked his fingers so that I could hold onto his arms.

“Let me know if you need me to stop, but I need you so damn much. This is going to be difficult to control.”

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