Shane
Dirty talking Aubrey.
A few hours later, everyone has returned to their homes, and my family have all retreated to their respective rooms on the second level. I finish turning off all the lights in the house, then turn to my girlfriend who waits patiently at the kitchen island. It’s great to have a smart home—all I need to do is tap a few buttons on the touch screen and everything turns off.
I lift her into my arms and carry her bridal style to our room as she giggles. Once the door shuts behind us, I place her at the foot of the bed and begin undressing. Aubrey kicks off her heels and climbs onto the bed, kneeling in the center of it as she watches me. I stop midway through unbuttoning my dress shirt when I notice she’s not getting undressed like I am. I question her with a raised brow and a smirk.
“Shane?” she purrs my name.
“Yes?”
She rubs her lips together as if she’s preparing to say something she’s not entirely comfortable saying, so I wait patiently and give her the time she needs. After a deep breath, she lets the words fall from her lips.
“I want you to take your big cock out and fuck my pussy hard. I want you to treat me like the naughty girl I truly am.”
My brows reach my hairline as my ears pick up on her request. Aubrey doesn’t swear or say any crude words. The only times I’ve heard her curse was the occasional slip during sex, and I swear, every time she does, it’s like a bolt of ecstasy directly to my balls, and she knows that.
My dick turns to stone in my pants as I imagine all the things I could do to her right now. But I also want to burst with laughter because her face flushed harder with every new profanity she used.It’s adorable.
Sadly, the laughter wins, and I cover my mouth with my hand to quiet the sound while looking down at the floor.
“Shane!” Aubrey whines. “I’m trying here and you’re laughing at me.”
“I’m sorry,” I say with a breathless chuckle. “I’ll just never get used to hearing you say those things. It must have been hard for you.” I suck in my lips, desperate to laugh again.
She slaps her hands at her sides. “It was and now you’re making me feel like an idiot. I shouldn’t have said anything, clearly it didn’t have the effect on you that I thought it would,” she mutters and goes to slide off the bed.
“No wait, I’m sorry. It did, you just surprised me.”
“You don’t have to lie to me, Shane. It’s fine.” She looks down at her hands. I hate that I put this doubt in her head.
I quickly finish removing my shirt, then work on the button and zipper to my dress pants and push them down my legs along with my boxer briefs. My dick, finally freed from its restraints,springs upwards and smacks me in the stomach. “Does it look like I’m lying?”
When her gaze lifts from her hands and falls on my erection, her eyes hood as they fill with lust. Her tongue peeking out to lick her lips before biting the bottom one.
“Now undress so I can fuck you like you want me to.” I smirk and wink.
She giggles softly and quickly gets into action, removing her dress and panties. Once she’s naked before me, I walk over and take her into my arms, bringing her in front of the mirror. I had a huge fluffy white rug installed last week in front of it for Aubrey. I know my girl’s naughty side loves watching herself in the mirror as I pleasure her, and hardwood floors aren’t the most comfortable thing to kneel or lie on.
I set us down, lying on my back with my head against the mirror as Aubrey straddles my thighs, but then I drag her up my body until her legs are on either side of my face. She lifts onto her knees, placing a hand against the mirror and looks down at me with wide eyes. “Shane? What are you doing?”
This isn’t a position we’ve done yet, so I understand her confusion. “I want you to ride my face, sweetheart.”
Her eyes widen even more as she shakes her head and turns bright red once more. “I can’t do that…”
I smirk, kissing the inside of her thigh as I grab hold of her hips from behind. “You can and you will.” I pull her down on my face and give her slick folds one leisurely lick with my tongue.
“Oh God, Shane!” she moans as her eyes close and her head drops back.
I give her a few more swipes then bring my tongue up to her clit, swirling it around before sucking it into my mouth. Her thighs clench for a second as she jerks her hips. Her eyes finally open and drop down to mine, her beautiful lips parting as she whimpers and moans.
She then looks up at the mirror, where her hand still rests. I can’t see our reflection, but I’m sure it’s an incredible view. From down here, I can see the flushed state of her cheeks as her blush travels over her breasts and down to her ribcage.
She tentatively brings her free hand up her stomach, gliding it to her breast where she twirls the tip of her finger around her nipple. She then squeezes lightly as she watches herself in the mirror. Aubrey doesn’t touch her body often, but getting to witness her exploring herself has to be the most captivating thing I’ve ever seen.
I spread her wider, poking my tongue into her entrance as she pinches her nipple. The hand on the mirror comes down to my hair as she grabs hold and begins to grind her pussy down on my mouth, finally letting go.
“Yes, Shane! Don’t stop. That feels so good,” she pants as her movements become erratic and her moans grow louder. Thank God we’re on the main floor; I don’t know how my parents would feel about hearing me pleasure my girlfriend.
