Chapter 22: Eating her Pink (R-18)
"I'm awake now—and you're all I want," I said, as I hovered over her. Her blush spread fast, pink, and I leaned closer, settling my body between her legs, my weight pressing her into the couch.
The afternoon sun glowed soft through the window, casting warm streaks over us, and I could feel her heat under me, pulling me in.
"Ezra..." she said, my name slipping out soft and shaky, her hands grabbing at my t-shirt, fingers clenching the fabric tight. I didn't wait—dipped my head and kissed her hard, my lips crashing into hers, hungry and deep. She kissed back, a little hesitant at first, then melting into it, her breath hitching against my mouth.
My free hand shot to her chest, groping her through the blue one-piece, feeling the softness of her boobs under the thin fabric. I broke the kiss, moving to her neck, smooching slow and wet along the curve, tasting her skin—warm, a little salty from the day.
My fingers fumbled with the knot at her shoulder, tugging it loose, and the top of her dress fell open, her large boobs springing free, bare and perfect in the soft light.
"Ahhm..." she moaned, a quiet sound that slipped out as her hands tightened on my shirt. I didn't waste time—grabbed her naked boobs, squeezing them firm, and leaned down, sucking one nipple into my mouth, rolling my tongue over it.
It hardened fast, and she squirmed under me, her thick, curvy body driving me wild.
"Ahhh..." she moaned again, quieter this time, trying to control it, her head turning away, face red as the sensation took over. Her beauty was unreal—those full hips, that charming womanly shape I couldn't get enough of. Even after fucking Mrs. Elora all night, I was still so damn horny for Aeri, like she lit something in me that wouldn't quit.
I buried my face between her boobs, rubbing them against my soft cheeks, taking all the comfort I could from their softness, their warmth.