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People. Distance. Nothing.
Aidan tugs me toward him, pressing his cock between my legs.
Our redo. This is it.
“I want to taste you,” he says, eyes hooded. “Then I’m going to hold you like this, guide you down on my cock, and make love to you like I should have before. Okay?”
I nod before kissing him, swiping my lips over his urgently.
He turns us, walking me backward until my backside hits a hard surface. He sits me on top of it, pushing me away while he glides his hands across my hips and tugs my panties past my knees.
I’m on a rock jutting out into the river. Aidan notices me staring at it and says, “This is Oral Rock.”
I gasp. “It is?”
He smiles. “Nah. I made that up, but I do think we could christen it that way.” He tosses my panties onto the bank and slides my heels onto the hard stone, my legs automatically opening.
Goose bumps sprout over my wet skin as the cold rock mixes with the heat of my body. He reaches up, moving the cups of my bra down to reveal my breasts. The wind hitting my hard nipples sends a chill through me.
The sky overhead is turning dusky pink, the last vestiges of the sun sliding away. It’s still light enough to see anything that goes on between us, and because of that, butterflies erupt in my stomach. “Do you think someone will see us?”
Aidan shakes his head.
“How do you know?”On second thought…“Never mind, don’t answer that.”
Aidan takes that opportunity to lick up my center. “If you’re wondering if I’ve ever brought anyone here, the answer is no.” He teases my clit with the tip of his tongue. “This is our place.”
He runs his hands up my rib cage, grabbing my breasts while he goes down on me, moaning and purring into my pussy until I’m moving against his face.
If I was sore, I’m not feeling any of that now. All I feel is the heightened sense of pleasure when he tweaks my nipples, rubbing them between his fingers as he sucks on my clit. “Aidan…”
I run my hands through his hair, holding him to me. “So fucking good,” he responds, stroking me. “Sweet, pure ecstasy. Remember when you came on my face?”
A strangled cry rips from my throat. He teases and licks, and my hips move involuntarily against his mouth. He’s so good at this. Too fucking good at this.
My body shakes. The river carries away my moans when he slips a finger inside my pussy, circling me and then pistoning in and out in rhythm with his tongue.
“I want to feel you,” I rasp.
“Soon.”
“Aidan…”
“I like it when you beg.”
“Aidan, please.” I sit up, nudging him away by the shoulders. I scoot toward the edge of the rock and slip off, forcing him to catch me. Pushing his boxers down, I wrap my legs around his body until he’s at my entrance.
I lift my eyebrows, waiting, biting my lower lip. He caves, slamming his mouth to mine while he works his cock inside me, feeding it into me inch by inch. It’s a fullness I crave. A fullness I savor when he starts fucking me. He pins me against the rock, sliding in and out of me. The water ripples away from us, muted by our joint sighs and the sound of the falls in the distance.
He tugs on my hair, holding me while we stare at each other until my body starts to quiver. “Aidan…”
“I know. Come on my cock, Angel.”
He quickens his pace until I’m nearly Jell-O in his arms, and finally, I erupt in pleasure. Aidan follows soon after, clutching me to him when he empties inside me.
“Oh my God,” he pants. “Bails!”
I smile, working my fingers into the hair at his nape when a flashlight beam nearly blinds Aidan. “Hey down there!”