Never Look Back (Redemption Hills 3)

Aster squealed then gave me the fakest pout. “Hey, I liked this shirt.”

“I like your tits better.”

Small and round and already pebbled up so tight as her chest heaved toward me, peeking through the shirt where it was split open.

The only thing she had on under it was a patch of black lace held together by three bands on each side.

Need fisted my guts.

“Is that so?” A seductive smile pulled over her mouth. Joy rushed beneath it.

“Oh, it’s so, Aster. You are a fucking dream, spread out on my table.”

My cock was stone. It pressed against the fabric of my sweats, and the muscles in my stomach flexed in anticipation of the best kind of relief.

Aster sank her teeth into her bottom lip as those eyes raked over me. “And you steal my breath, Logan. Look at you…my North Star.”

A growl rumbled in my chest, and I leaned over her so I could devour that mouth.

She bucked up, her lace-covered pussy rubbing against my abdomen.

I devoured her, and she laughed some more, close to delirious.

I understood the condition. The way my head was spinning and the only thing that mattered was getting inside this girl.

Wholly.

Fully.

Footsteps skidded to a stop just inside the living room.

I jerked back, still gripping deep into Aster’s thighs.

“Oh my,” Gretchen wheezed as she slapped a hand over her heart.

“You should probably head on out, G, because I am most definitely about to take it out.”

Aster covered her face with her arm, trying to hide her laugh of embarrassment.

Gretchen waved a hand in the air and started in the direction of the door, calling, “Don’t mind me. I’m half blind, anyway. Didn’t see a thing. Half deaf, too, so don’t worry yourselves a bit. I’ll clean up the mess later.”

When the front door banged shut behind Gretchen, I let out the chuckle I was holding.

Aster dragged her arm free. Her face was beet red.

“Logan,” she chastised. “You are horrible.”

“And you are mine.” I cracked a smirk. “Now where were we?”

“I think you were admiring my tits.”

I ran a knuckle over a peaked, hard nipple. “Oh, that’s right. I was admiring these tits.”

I palmed them both before I kissed down her stomach and edged back so I could drag her underwear down her legs. I dropped them to the floor, then I angled down while peering up at her when I murmured, “And now I’m getting ready toadmirethis perfect pussy.”

She bucked up. Completely bare. Drenched and swollen and throbbing.

Straightening, I freed my cock, lined myself up, and plunged into the hilt.