Loyal Heir (The Heirs 4)

“Oh God!” Carla shrieks. She does a weird dance as she shakes and wiggles her body to get rid of the ice.

Forest cracks up laughing, using the menu to cover his face.

Noah lets out a chuckle. “It looked like you were overheating, so I thought I’d help out.” He winks at Carla, who’s still gasping for air, then he goes to take the menu from Forest. “Should we get platters?”

“Sounds good,” I answer because Forest is still laughing at Carla.

Chapter 11

FOREST

Tonight turned out to be a lot of fun. Even Noah and Carla seemed okay with each other.

After showering, I pull on a pair of sweatpants then climb into bed. I tuck my arms under my head and stare up at the ceiling.

My door opens, and I watch as Aria sneaks in. She locks it before walking to the bed and climbing onto the mattress. I begin to pull my one arm free, but then she whispers, “Don’t move.”

“Why?”

“It’s part of the dare. You have to do whatever I say,” she reminds me.

I let out a chuckle. “Okay. I’m not moving.”

Aria pushes the covers off me before straddling my hips. Leaning forward, she presses a kiss to my chest. “So, you want me to suck you until you come in my mouth?”

Fuck, yeah.

I begin to move, but she reminds me again, “No moving.”

She presses a kiss to my nipple before tugging it between her teeth. I begin to harden, my eyes glued to her as she moves down to my abs. “You’re so hot,” she groans, and taking hold of my sweatpants, she pulls them down my legs.

When she crawls back up, she begins to press kisses dangerously close to my cock. Her fingers wrap around the base of me, and she begins to pump me.

“It’s going to be impossible for me to keep still,” I warn her.

Aria grins up at me, and then she sucks my cock into the wet heat of her mouth.

“Fuck,” I hiss, and my hips push up against her.

She keeps stroking the bottom half as her tongue swirls around my cock, driving me wild.

“God, Aria,” I whisper. Not caring about keeping still any longer, I reach a hand down to her, and I grab a fistful of her hair. “Fuck. Harder.”

Aria sucks me deep into her mouth, and then she increases the pressure.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. I’m not going to last long.

My hips begin to move, and I can’t stop myself from thrusting into her mouth. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”

Aria sucks harder and squeezes her fingers around the base of me, and then her hand drops to my balls, and she begins to massage them.

The breath is ripped from my lungs as my orgasm shoots through me, and the fact that I’m coming in her mouth makes it a million times hotter.

My body goes lax, and I suck in air as I try to regain control over my body. “Fuck, I’m sorry I pulled your hair,” I begin to apologize.

“It was kinky,” Aria murmurs as she crawls up my body.

I wrap my arms around her and pull her down on top of me, then she says, “I didn’t think it would taste salty.”

My eyes snap to hers. “That was your first blow job?”

She nods. “Yeah, was it okay?”

I let out a chuckle. “Babe, you didn’t just blow my cock but my mind as well.”

She snuggles against my chest and murmurs, “Tonight was fun.”

“Yeah, but it’s not over yet.”

She glances up at me. “Aren’t we going to sleep?”

I shake my head. “What about you?”

“What about me?” she begins to frown but then understanding dawns on her face. “Ooooh.” She snuggles back into me. “I’m good. I just wanted to give you a blowjob. I’m actually tired from all the drinking and laughing.”

“You don’t want me to make you come?” I ask, feeling a little worried.

Aria lifts her head and presses a kiss to my jaw. “We can keep my orgasm for tomorrow when I’m actually awake enough to enjoy it.”

I let out a chuckle and hug her tightly to me. “Okay.”

Aria wraps an arm around my chest, and I hear her exhale a deep breath.

“Night, babe,” I whisper as I turn my body into hers.

“Night, baby,” she mumbles, already half asleep.

I press a kiss to her hair and rest my cheek on the top of her head.

ARIA

The weekend was crazy. Between helping Fallon and Kao move into their new home and Forest and I spending the rest of our time in bed, I need a week to recover.

I stretch out, and a grin spreads over my face as Forest’s hand settles over my breast.

“Morning,” I murmur, turning to curl up against him.

“Did you sleep okay?” he grumbles, still half asleep.

“Like the dead.” Lifting my head, I press a kiss to the scruff on his jaw, then get up. “I’ll go make us coffee.”