Aaron and Arielle stand face to face, their eyes' gazing into each other.
Aaron lifts his hand to her cheek and she leans into his palm. Her hands fall from from her chest and she lifts it up to clasp his as he slowly caresses her cheek.
His thumb moves over to her lips and he strokes the pink flesh. Arielle slowly opens her mouth and his thumb slides in.
She watches his eyes darken and her breath hitches. Slowly, she flicks the tip of tongue over his thumb and sucks the entire finger in. She draws his thumb in and out of her mouth, coating his finger with her saliva, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
Aaron lifts his other hand and cups her face to his. He swallows, and watches her with intense gray eyes. Arielle bites down on her lip and he moves in. His lips crash over hers' as his thumb slips out her mouth.
His tongue delves in and she opens her mouth over his, suckling him in. His hand slides to her back and she shivers.
Arielle moves her hand over Aaron. To his broad chest. Then his shoulders. She presses down and feels hard muscle. She pulls him closer and her body turns flush into him. They are kissing wildly now, sucking on each other as their tongues roam free.
Aaron breaks the kiss and moves to her jaw, trailing his lips in wet slips over her smooth skin. He drags her tighter to him and she pants, her flesh melting into his. He suckles on her neck and she moans, squeezing down on his shoulders.
He pulls her skin between his teeth and she archs into him. His hands instantly fall to her ass. He lifts up and their mouths meet again in a dizzying kiss. He lifts her shirt to her waist and his hand slides under and gropes her ass.
She pants into his mouth and he slips his tongue in, taking her mouth in wet frenzy.
Arielle's hands slide down his broad chest to his abdomen. She slips her hand under his shirt and meets hard male flesh. His abs contract into solid ridges as her fingers trail upwards to his naked chest. He sucks on her lower lip and she rakes his chest.
Aaron groans as warmth oozes into her hands and he palms her ass, fists her supple flesh, and palms it again.
Arielle slides her hand lower as he devours her mouth, placing kisses all over her pink lips. She curves her hand over his bulge and she instantly shudders. The man is about the size of her wrist. She rubs on him and they both lose it.
Aaron claims her mouth with a dying hunger and she gives it back to him also. Their tongues are wet and needy, their flesh hot and unyielding as their hands roam over each other.
He slips his hand under her panties and Arielle breaks the kiss. His middle finger slides between her asscheeks and she whimpers.
In an instant, she is lifted by strong arms onto the kitchen table and his body immediately covers her. Aaron sends his hand under her shirt and grasps a plump tit. She gasps into him and he lifts the shirt all the way up. To her chest and over her breasts.
He moves immediately for her milky skin and pulls a swollen nipple into his mouth.
"Oh my god...." Arielle moans.
He palms her other breast and she squirms on the table. His hands are amazing, large and calloused, rubbing over her in tender friction.
Aaron pulls back, taking her nipple with him. The rosy bud leaves his mouth with a wet pop and her head falls back, her shirt between her teeth.
He pushes her shirt higher, leans down and suckles harder on her nipples, licking and twirling, and Arielle lifts up into his mouth. His two hands massage her plumpness as he moves down.
Aaron circles his tongue over her taut skin. He bites down lightly on her belly and her hips buck into his hands.
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The Kitchen is lit by only the faint rays of a disappearing moon. Up in her room, Fallon hears hushed sounds and heavy breathing. She tilts her head towards the noises. Confirming its authenticity, she slowly descends the stairs, following the sounds to the kitchen.
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Aaron palms the inside of her thigh and Arielle moans into him. She lifts her shirt over her head and tosses it. It flies over to a shadowed corner and her full breasts come to view, along with a stretch of luscious creamy skin.
Aaron lifts up and gazes down at her. His eyes are no longer gray. They rest now in deep obsidian pools. He slowly removes his shirt and Arielle lets out a small moan.
Aaron Silver was a fucking wonder.
He looks far better than in her dreams, and from her spread-eagled position on the table, she sends her glowing eyes all over his shadowed musculature.
Bare-chested, Aaron kneels slowly to the floor. The motion brings his face directly in contact with the apex of her thighs.
Slowly, he lifts her panties, holds it over her wet pussy, then lets it fall. It smacks down on her sex and Arielle shivers at the jolt of pleasure.
His eyes turn smouldering as he leans closer and breathes her in.
His face whispers over her pussy and he holds his stance. She peers down at him between her thighs and bites down on her middle finger. His hands slide to her thighs and he slips his fingers under her panties. She archs into him and he pulls. Her underwear shreds and he stares down at her glistening pussy.
A loud growl sounds and a nanosecond later, he clamps his mouth over her. She bucks in pleasure as he draws her into his mouth. He laps her up and she milks him. Arielle's hands fall to her breasts and she squeezes, her fingers moving over her nipples.
Aaron lifts her thighs to a raised angle, baring her completely. He feasts on her and his face disappears deep into her pussy.
Arielle is moaning and panting as he eats her, delivering a wild tangle of kisses and slurps over her.
She smells her scent over him, sinking into his skin and marking him. And her wolf turns possessive.
Her hands leave her tits and circle over to his head. She caresses his silver hair as he fucks her with his tongue.
The pleasure rips through her core to the tips of her toes and she slowly moves upwards into his mouth.
Aaron groans and his tongue whips out to swirl over her entire pussy, all the way from her ass to her clit.
She bucks and her climax tears through her. Arielle holds him to her, riding his face and panting her passion as blinding bliss sparks behind her closed eyelids.
She feels a long finger slide into her tight heat and Aaron holds it there as she rides out the last of the waves, her hand curled into his hair.
Aaron watches calmly from his position at her beauty, her mesmerizing ocean eyes, and her vitality.
Arielle opens her eyes and blinks a few times. The sight before her stuns her still and her legs abruptly fall closed.
Aaron peers at her and she inclines her head to the kitchen's entry.
Aaron turns backwards and he stills also.
Fallon stands at the entryway, her hazel eyes as wide as dinner plates.