Sweet Thing (Naughty Things 2)

“Come, Aria,” he hums. “Come for me and I’ll reward you with another first.”

I love our firsts but even if I wasn’t eager to experience that, there’s no way I can’t come.

It’s different this time. Different than all the other times. Because we’re having another first tonight. One I hadn’t thought about.

First time making love instead of having sex.

It’s not an explosion. It’s a slow, pulsating, life-altering, mind-bending experience that makes me feel like I just touched his soul.

It’s lovemaking.

I lean over, placing my head on his shoulder so my mouth is right against his neck. And I kiss him as I enjoy the contractions that come in the wake of the release. He gives me this time afterward. Always wants me to come at least once before we move to the more explosive, hard sex.

But I don’t want to wait. So I sit up and swing my leg over, glancing down at his hard cock, and see my come glistening on his shaft. “How do you want me?” I ask him.

“Jesus,” he says, staring up at my eyes. Then he says, “Exactly how I placed you before.”

I smile and nod. Positioning myself leaning over with legs spread and hands on the back of the couch as he stands up, kicking off his shoes and taking off the rest of his clothes.

Then he puts one hand on my hip and begins to tug on the crystal handle of the plug. Turning it inside me as he slowly pulls it out.

He drops it on the floor with a loud clunk, and then spreads my ass cheeks with both hands and leans down to kiss me on the small of my back.

The sensation of his heavy breathing and soft kiss tickle me a little so I shudder and arch my back. “Don’t make me wait,” I say. “Don’t make me beg.”

And as soon as those words leave my mouth he’s pressing his cock up to my asshole. There is almost no resistance. No pain because the plug has me totally relaxed. And then he’s inside me.

Fully inside me in a way I’ve never experienced before. My ass tightens in response.

“Aria,” he moans. “You’re killing me.”

“Fuck me,” I say. “I want to feel it. I need to feel it.”

He pushes in, just a little, and I close my eyes and hang my head. It feels so good.

Then he pulls back and pushes forward again. Then again, and again, and pretty soon he’s fucking me harder and harder. His thighs slapping up against my ass. And then I feel something new.

Oh, God, I don’t know what it is. Something hitting my clit—and then I realize it’s his balls swinging between my legs and crashing against my pussy.

I didn’t plan on coming again so quick, I just can’t help it. I squeeze him as the climax floods my body and he moans, “Yes, yes, yes. Clamp down on my cock, Aria.”

I couldn’t stop that if I wanted to.

He slows again, letting me enjoy the aftershocks of pleasure. Then he says, “Don’t let me pull out. I’m going to sit on the couch.”

That excites me and I do as I’m told. Moving slowly, carefully, so as not to break our connection. And a few seconds later I’m sitting. In his lap again, only this time we’re not facing each other.

He pulls me into his chest, protective arms tight around my middle, just under my breasts, and he says, “Now slowly open your legs.”

I do, and just that simple move makes me want to come again. Because my pussy feels so exposed.

He hands me his phone and whispers, “Take a picture for me, Aria. I want to see you like this. I want to see us like this.”

I take the camera and point it at me, making sure it’s angled right to get my sweet pussy in the frame, and press the screen before handing it back.

“Oh, fuck,” he moans into my neck. “I need you to come quick now, sweet thing. Because I don’t know how long I can last.”

His fingers reach around to my belly and slowly drop to my clit where they begin to strum. Back and forth, slow at first, then faster and faster and I find myself out of control. Moaning, and wailing, and screaming, and yes, coming. Again.

I’m not even done when he stands up, disconnecting us, and spins me around on the floor so I’m on my knees in front of him. Legs open, eyes up. He pumps his cock hard a few times, grimacing and moaning.

Then I nod to Ryker. I give him permission to do what he’s fantasizing about.

He aims the head of his cock at my mouth and I open wide just as his hot, sweet semen bursts out in pulsating waves on my tongue.

I never take my eyes off him.