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A squeal escaped me, and this time, I didn’t just try to haul ass, I nearly flung myself off him as the weirdest urge hit me.
It was like...
Jesus.
No.
I didn’t need to pee.
But he wasn’t letting me go, so when I moved, it just increased the pressure of his finger against the front wall of my pussy.
I felt it.
The second it slid free from me, I felt it and I blushed bright red then blanched with mortification. It poured out of me in a high pressured spurt, and that was when it hit me and I almost sagged with relief, never mind painful pleasure.
It wasn’t pee.
I’d squirted.
Onto his face.
His face.
And from the sounds Aidan was making, he was into it.
Big time.
I’d never felt like a meal before, but that was exactly what was happening here. I was being eaten out. What other guys had done to me was the dieting equivalent of having your pussy licked. This was a full on banquet. I was appetizer, entree, and goddamn dessert. Maybe even after-dinner coffee too.
As he munched on me, I felt electric sparks start at the base of my spine, and then it came again. That weird feeling, and like he knew, the fucker, he pressed another two fingers inside me. The added pressure had me screeching, but there was nowhere to run and nowhere to hide. He ground them against that pleasure spot, the one in my ass pushing down hard too, not stopping until I felt the release and I felt it trickle onto his face.
I’d never been more mortified and more turned on in my life, and those were two such discordant reactions that I didn’t know what to do with myself.
Aidan did.
Before the embarrassment could hit, he got busy, sending me to the stars again, engaging my mind and not just my body.
I was suddenly soaring around a solar system that he’d built for me alone, and all the while, I knew just how fucked up this man was because his tongue had to be part-Cyborg.
When minutes, hours, decades, centuries later, he let me back down again, I realized I was sobbing. That was why he’d stopped. Big sniffly gulps had escaped me as my sensitized body shuddered through another orgasm.
After pulling out of me which triggered another mini-climax, his hands came to my ass cheeks and he helped me move.
My thighs were like spaghetti, limp and overcooked, and every muscle in my body ached like I’d endured a four-hour HIIT class.
When I flopped on top of him where he wanted me, making my sore wrist ache slightly with the force of the move, his cock prodded my slit and took my mind away from such plebeian thoughts. I felt it, felt the thickness of it, knew what that felt like inside me, and I realized something weird.
I wanted him to fill me up.
I wanted his come inside me, dripping down.
I wanted it...
Jesus.
I wanted to put my pant suit on and have that cum dripping down my thighs as I met his parents.
What the fuck was wrong with me?
