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“I liked it when you came in my mouth last night,” she whispers against my lips. “Can you do that for me again?” Those full lips curve into a smile as she moves down my body, pushing my thighs apart and settling between them. She makes eye contact as she wraps her hot mouth around the tip of my cock. Electricity sizzles up my spine, and I feel my breathing pick up. “Eventually,” she says between licks. “Eventually, I want to be able to take you all the way into my throat without gagging.”
“Good girl,” I say before grabbing her hair and pulling her off my cock. Drool stretches from her lips to my cock, and she breathes heavily while staring up at me. “I want to taste you,” she says, pulling against my grip. “Let me finish.” Her hand strokes and squeezes me until I loosen my grip and let her mouth fall back down. “God, you’re so fucking good at this,” I praise as she licks and sucks my length. “You’re perfect, Aurora. So goddamn perfect.”
“No, baby,” she reassures me. Her hands move through my hair, and she tugs lightly on the strands. “I think I kind of like the rougher side of you.” “Good,” I tell her, grabbing her around the waist and rolling us both onto the ground. “Because we aren’t done here.”
“Owen!” she cries out through her laughter. “You just finished!” I find out she’s very ticklish on her ribs, and she laughs even harder when I nibble on her neck. “Baby girl,” I murmur against her skin. “I’m not so selfish as to let you give me a blow job and not reciprocate. I have my mouth.” I kiss my way down her throat, across her bare shoulder, and then lick her breasts where they meet the top of her dress. “And my fingers.”
“You smell like heaven,” I tell her, kissing down her stomach over the thin fabric of her dress. “And you taste like honey.”
Fuck, I love stretch marks. There is nothing sexier than a woman’s body. I love the curves, the stretch marks, the hair…
taste of her. “Do you like this baby?” I ask her, my words muffled against her flesh. She nods and moans. “Tell me.” “It feels so good, Owen.” I close my lips around her clit and suck, making her hips lift off the dirt. “Fuck, keep doing that.”
“Am I your knight in shining armor?” I tease her. “I always told her I didn’t think anyone would want me. Even when I was a little girl, I was always very aware that I was different. I didn’t think I would be so lucky.” “But then I walked in,” I cut her off, smiling as I kiss her temple. “But then you walked in,” she agrees.
Everyone takes an orange and begins to speak amongst themselves. I pull Aurora onto my lap as we both share an orange. She feeds me a piece, and then I feed her one. I like watching her soft lips close around each piece, and I’m suddenly very aware that I need to focus on literally anything else so that I don’t stand up with a raging boner.
“Do I need to get off your lap, husband?” she asks, her voice filled with mischief as she looks back at me over her shoulder. “Careful, little tease,” I tell her, kissing her shoulder as she takes another bite. “Or I’ll bend you over the balcony when we get back to our room and fuck you until you can’t stand any longer.”
“As beautiful as you look lying there,” I tell her, shutting the door with my foot and walking over to the bed, “I remember making a promise to fuck you out there on that balcony.” Her eyes fly open as I lean over her and pull her off the bed, throwing her over my shoulder and giving her ass a quick smack. A cute little moan escapes her lips, and I decide I want to see just how much she likes a little pain with her pleasure.
“I want to come inside you one last time, sweet girl,” I tell her, running my hands up her body until the dress falls over her head and hangs on her hands. I scrape my nails down her back lightly, leaving light pink trails down her pale skin. “Yes, please,” she begs. “Good girl.”
“Okay, Principessa,” I tell her with a quick smack to her ass. She yelps but keeps her hands on the railing. “Keep those hands right there.”
“Like what you see?” I tease her. “Yes.” She nods, licking those pretty pink lips. She spreads her legs a bit wider, making her hips sway and her tits bounce. She’s so fucking perfect. “I noticed, Aurora,” I tell her, rubbing the faint handprint I left on her ass, “that you seem to like it when I spank you.”
“I’m going to spank you as I fuck you, Principessa. I want to see your ass painted red with my hand prints. But if at any time it gets to be too much, use the safe word. Okay?” “Okay.”
“Owen,” she moans. “Please, may I move my hands?” I slide out of her and then slowly thrust back in, watching her stretch so perfectly around me. “Why?” I ask her, my voice hoarse as I pull out and push back in again. My hands are digging into her hips as she grinds back on me.
