Dragging the panties down her legs, I trailed kisses over her skin. Then I pushed to my feet and got out of my own clothes. Aria watched me with hooded eyes, her legs closed, still shy about presenting herself to me. “Let’s try something new,” I told her.
I stretched out on my back and Aria frowned. “Kneel over me. Then I can lick you and you can blow me.”
A fierce blush stained Aria’s cheeks at my words, but she knelt and straddled my chest. Gripping her hips, I hoisted her closer to me so that her pussy was spread out before me like a delicious treat. Aria was a bit stiff, probably from self-consciousness about being exposed like this to me. But good lord, she didn’t need to be. The sight of her pink lips and her perfectly shaped butt was like a fucking shot of pleasure straight into my veins.
Aria giggled. “You twitched.”
“Because my mouth waters just imagining tasting your glistening lips, principessa.”
Her pussy clenched and I couldn’t help but smile smugly, knowing that my words had turned her on. Aria loved it when I talked to her even when she was still very quiet.
I cupped her ass cheeks then leaned forward to feast on her, dragging my tongue over her slit, parting those pink lips. Aria moaned then lowered her head and took my tip into her mouth, sucking lightly. I groaned against her.
“Your stubble scratches,” she whispered, then moaned again when I took a long lick.
“You want me to stop?”
“No,” she gasped. I used the friction of my beard to tease her clit and Aria gasped again. Soon she arched back, presenting her pussy to me. I parted her and stroked my tongue lightly over her tender opening until she softened. Then I gently eased my tongue into her. I began to fuck her with my tongue as my thumb rubbed her clit. Fuck, I couldn’t wait to sheath my cock inside her again. I thrust my hips upwards lightly into Aria’s warm mouth. She was already so much better at this, trying to match my thrusts, and squeezing my cock with her fingers.
Aria tensed when she finally came, thrusting her pussy into my face, and I squeezed her ass encouragingly, loving to see her loosen up. She stopped sucking my cock as she moaned and helplessly shivered on top of me. Rubbing her back and ass, I rasped, “Turn around, principessa. I want to look at you when I come in your mouth.”
Aria climbed off me then knelt between my legs, her cheeks flushed, both from her orgasm and my words. She gripped me then lowered her mouth back to my throbbing dick. I groaned when I watched my thick tip slip past her pink lips. Aria’s hair curtained half of her face, and I pushed it aside to see her. “Look at me,” I ordered.
Aria’s eyes flashed up, her cheeks turning pink. I guided her head gently to show her the angle and pace I wanted. She averted her eyes again and I didn’t push her, knowing it would take time for her to grow bolder. Soon my thrusts became jerky until I came with a groan. Aria’s moves became uncoordinated as she tried to swallow around my tip. She pulled back and hesitantly licked her lips. I was still cupping her head and, like she’d done before Aria tilted her head, pressing it against my palm. She crawled up to me and I pulled her against my chest. “Am I getting better?” Aria asked with a small laugh.
My brows drawing together, I peered down at her, but she wasn’t looking at me, instead at the hand tracing my stomach.
“Better at giving me head?” I asked with a chuckle.
Aria nodded. “I know I wasn’t any good the first few times, and I’m probably still not very good, but I want to get better…”
“You’re perfect,” I said, sliding my hand along the curve of her body.
Aria gave me an indignant look. “I’m nowhere near perfect.”
“Aria, I didn’t expect you to be some kind of sex goddess when I married you.”
“You resigned yourself to a life of mediocre sex,” she said with raised eyebrows.
I chuckled again. “That’s not what I said. I knew you’d have to learn, and you do. I’m fucking glad that you’re not a prude who doesn’t want to try new things.”
“Okay,” she said, growing soft in my embrace once more. I stroked her arm until her breathing evened out, her body falling into sleep with a small twitch. Falling asleep in someone else’s arms or just in their company required a level of trust I could hardly grasp. Aria had no trouble making herself vulnerable in my company. Then again, it wasn’t as if she was any less vulnerable when she was awake. She was at my mercy asleep or awake, and she knew it. I trailed my thumb down her arm then over her hips and the soft skin of her belly. With a small sigh, she pressed even closer to me, her fingers curling over my hip and holding onto me.