"MY PANTS!"
I blinked, "What?"
"I'm with jeans. It's difficult to feel you with jeans. Help me taking them out!" God, this woman is insane. She's the one who made the damn no-sex rule, and now she does this. She'll be the death of me.
Clenching my jaw, I stared at her, "Thays!"
"I want to feel you Aaron. Feel you like I did in the car," when she tortured me. "It's only fair," she sulked. "I'll let you play with my breasts, so, let me feel you. It's not like you will be taking your pants of, since they are not jeans, and I can feel how hard I make you through them, so… my pants!"
I'll get to see her tattoo. To be sure if she really has the two snakes. That will prove to me if she is or isn't Ella Sasso. "You can't back down now," I grinned mischievously, taking her black jeans off of her body, leaving her just with the black lace panties that were matching the damned bra. "Shit!" I gasped as I took a good look at her half-naked body.
"Like what you see?" She asked sensually.
"Too much!" I took in every inch of her, until my eyes stopped on hers again. "You are painfully hot, Thays. Your body is nothing short of divine!"
Abruptly, she pushed me down and came over me, straddling on my lap, grinning victoriously, "Look who's talking."
Just because she's sitting on my lap and on top, doesn't mean she has the control. "Naughty," I licked my lips, grabbing her hips tightly and pressing her on my covered erection, making her shiver as a moan left her throat. "Take your bra out of the way, babe."
Still taking a deep breath with her eyes closed, she did as I said, and my eyes went straight to the tattoo that confirmed my suspicious, and made her hotter than the fire in hell.
"I thought you were scared of snakes."
She opened her eyes, still dazed, "That's precisely why I made this tattoo. It symbolizes that I should confront my fears, even if they are as deadly as the snakes I'm so afraid off. It's a reminder than I have to be strong even if I'm scared," she threw her bra far away from the bed, and caressed my hair, messing it up. "Do you like it?"
"Your tattoo?" A nod. "I like it too much." Just not what her having it implies. "But you know what I like even more than that?" I pressed her down on my covered cock again, as I got so hard that my cock was almost reaping my pants by itself.
A delicious moan left her lips, "Mmm… what?"
"These," I whispered and kissed each of her breasts, making her cry with the contact, which proved me how sensible she is to my touch. "And…"
She inhaled sharply, "And…?"
I pressed her pussy on me again, feeling her warmness through my pants, "How wet you are. Fucking hell, babe. You are dripping wet, I can feel it even through the pants," it makes me want to get rid of our clothes right this instant, and get inside of her. It makes me want to punish her tight pussy with my cock, for being so bloody provoking.
"Aaron…" She cried. "I need your touch!"
"And you shall have," I whispered before digging my left hand on her ass, and holding one of her big breasts with the other, as I took one in my mouth, savoring the softness of her skin. As I sucked on her breast and pinched her nipple on the upper side, I used my hand to make her move her hips harder over me.
Her long-nailed fingers were on my hair, as she was arching her body towards me, crying with the pleasure I was giving her, while she sought for the friction that my covered erection could give her. And she rode me like that, as if her life depended on it. Pressing her pussy right on top on my cock's head, and I felt the pre-cum slowly leaving it.
Moving her hips harder, she pressed her pussy on me the best the could, torturing me and making me crave for the only thing I can't have. Just as I worshipped her beautiful breasts, sucking, licking, and biting her nipples softly. Each time I played with her sensibility, she huffed and moaned.
We lost track of time, but when I realized, I was pressing her down on me, with her legs open and crossed on my waist, as we sought for the friction. As I pressed the big and hard bulge in my pants on her soaking wet pussy, she hugged my naked back and marked my back with her nails. But it wasn't enough, and we both knew it.
Going farther than this would make it impossible for us to hold it together. "Thays," I whispered over her lips. "I'm on my edge."
She brought her hands back to my hair, "We are so screwed," and she giggled. "I'm also on the edge, Aaron."
"We may have gone overboard now," I bit my bottom lip, breaking our proximity and sitting on her side. "My plan was to kiss you and make it up for yesterday, but it's hard to only do that," letting our a loud sigh, I passed my hands through my messy hair.
As I was avoiding to look at her body, I sensed when she sat down, "Sorry, I made you like that," she spoke mischievously amused. "You should take a cold bath. I can get a towel for you."
When I looked down at my hip, I noticed what she was talking about, and my face burned. "Ugh, this is so fucking hard."
"Oh, I can tell!"
Clenching my jaw, I turned to her, "I'm talking about that, Thays. Jesus, you are really naughty, you know that?"
She tilted her head to the right, "I know."
Taking a deep breath, I jumped from her bed, "Tell me where the towels are and I'll get one for me."
"Closet. Leftmost door. Go for the ones in the top shelf, since you probably will want one that isn't themed, and I do like themed towels. The ones in the top shelf are simply white, dark blue, and crimson," oh? That's better.
After taking one of the dark blue towels, I couldn't stop noticing how everything inside the closet was very tidy and organized, which I hadn't notice on the last time I came here. As I entered her bathroom, I locked the door and her scent invaded my nostrils. Well, I'm definitely going to use that amazing shampoo of hers.
But what I needed the most were the cold water to cool down my body, and a bit of time to relieve myself. She didn't rush me one bit, and I took my time, since I'm not one to take quick baths. When I was done, I dried myself and dressed my pants again, then I used her fragrance, her hair cream, and facial products.
"Are you dead?" She mocked, knocking on the door.
I opened it right away, and she gasped, since she was probably thinking I would take even longer inside. "Dead? Not yet." Then I let my eyes travel on her body, and I saw that she was using a pair of black shorts that didn't even reach the middle of her thighs, with the back bra from before. "Did you take a bath?"
"Of course. You weren't the only one in need of a cold bath, Aaron. Nonetheless, as you were dolling yourself in there for a year, I used the bathroom in the spare room."
Well, it's not like we can bath together, as tempting as that sounds. "We need to talk, Thays!" I have to know the truth from her mouth, even if she gets annoyed. This is something that I need to know.
"I know," then she turned around and I followed her to the kitchen. "I locked the door. So, let me put the groceries on their place first, then we can talk."
That's fair. "Your ass looks amazing in this."
Her ears turned red right away, "Aaron, stop. Now you are the ones who's provoking me!"
I played dumb, "Provoking? Never. I'm just stating the obvious, Thays. These shorts makes your ass look more amazing than it already is."
She glared at me, "And I'm the naughty one?!"