The Boyfriend Blog

“I’m going to need you to be more specific.” He grins. Damn him.

It’s okay, I can do this. I can be dirty. “I want you to taste me.”

“I have. You’re delicious.”

“That’s not what I mean.” Christ, he’s driving me crazy, his lips an inch from my swollen folds, while his finger makes long, leisurely strokes in and out of my body.

“I want you to kiss me down there. I want your tongue inside of me. There, are you happy?” I huff.

“See, that wasn’t so hard,” he says, rewarding me with a slow lick up my slit, only this time, he replaces his fingers with his tongue.

Aiden buries his face between my legs, presses a thumb to my clit, and devours me. My stomach quivers, my muscles draw tight as darts of pleasure zip through me. Intense pressure blooms inside of me. I push my fingers into his hair and hold him against me, desperate for everything he has to give and nothing less.

I’ve never felt something so intense, so perfect, so— “Aiden, yes!”

My cries spur him on. His movements grow quicker as I desperately fight to hold off my orgasm. It’s building fast, but I want it to last. I want to drag this moment out for as long as humanly possible, but I don’t think my body is going to make it.

Aiden runs his hand up my body and cups my heavy breasts. He pinches and plucks at my nipple until I’m grinding my hips against his face.

“Let go,” he says.

“No, not yet. Christ, Aiden, it feels too good. I don’t want it to stop,” I pant.

He accepts the challenge, ravaging my body. He lifts my hips and fucks me with his tongue. His teeth and nose scrape and rub my sensitive flesh, and it’s too much.

Every nerve in my body coils tight and then unravels, causing me to explode. I cry out his name as spasms pulse through me. My vision blurs. I tighten my fingers in his hair to pull him away from me, but Aiden keeps going.

He licks and kisses until my body goes lax against the couch. I can’t move. I’m breathless and sated, my muscles nothing but mush as he climbs me.

Aiden’s hands smooth up my waist, cupping my breasts first and then my face. “Watching you come is by far the sexiest thing I’ve ever witnessed.”

Aiden

“What do you think our chances are of getting Calvin and Millie to move up their wedding?”

I laugh and shift positions with Lizzie so that she’s draped across me.

“I’m serious,” she says, lifting her gaze.

“I believe you.” I cup the back of her head and kiss her. Her lips are swollen and puffy, probably from her biting them. Silly girl, I can’t believe she thought she could keep her orgasm from me.

When she said no, that it felt too good, I nearly lost it. Never had I been so fucking turned on while going down on a woman. I was painfully aroused.

Still am.

I shift beneath her and then caress her soft skin. My thumb br

ushes against the dimple on her lower back, and when I squeeze the globe of her ass, Lizzie purrs and nuzzles deeper against me. In this moment, I realize that I could lay like this forever with her in my arms. I’ll never tire of exploring her body and bringing her pleasure, a thought that would’ve scared the hell out of me a few years ago.

I never thought I’d be the type of man to want a lifetime with one woman. But I want it with Lizzie.

As if she can read my thoughts, Lizzie rests her chin on my chest and looks at me. Her eyes are still hooded but shining with love. I’ve never seen her look so relaxed.

“You’re perfect,” I say, brushing my fingers across her cheek.

Her eyes flutter closed as she leans in to my touch. “Give me a few seconds to catch my breath,” she says, slipping her hand between our bodies. She grips my erection and rubs against me

“Lizzie, you don’t have to—”