Page 31 of The Fragile One


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I grab under her thighs and wrap her legs around my middle. Lindsey squeaks in surprise, and I take the opportunity to meld our mouths together, kissing her deeply as I walk us over to the kitchen table. Setting her down, I trail wet kisses and soft bites down her neck as my hands find the button on her shorts.

“We never got to dessert. I think I have a craving for one thing in particular.” I tell her.

“You don’t say.” She shoots me a sexy smirk as she grabs the hem of my shirt, pulling it over my head.

I lean her back on the table before pulling her shorts and panties down her toned legs.

“Hmm, where do I start?” I tease her folds with my finger and pull a chair behind me, taking a seat as I stare at her wet pussy. My mouth waters at the sight. Giving Lindsey pleasure has become my new obsession since last night. The way her body responds to me with a simple touch is exhilarating in the most addictive way. Learning how to pull the little gasps and moans from her has become my new mission. Anyone that knows me knows I’m always up for a challenge.

She’s on her elbows, lust burning in her eyes as she watches, waiting for me to make my move. I dive right in and take a long lick up her slit. The moan that comes out of her mouth as she falls back to the tabletop is exactly what I was after.

I go to work on her sweet pussy, licking and sucking her folds, pulling back just enough to spread her further so I can find her clit that’s swollen with need, and clasp my lips around it. When I look up at her, I nearly lose my focus. The sight before me is one that will be burned into my memory forever. She’s writhing on the table as I eat at her, eyes closed as she arches her back, completely overcome with pleasure. And I’m the one dragging it from her. Fuck, yes. Her pants are music to my ears as I suck her clit into my mouth and slowly ease two fingers into her swollen channel. She’s so tight and wet. I use my other hand and squeeze my dick to relieve some of the pressure. It doesn’t work. Nothing will work until I can slide into her. I need to make her come before I go off in my damn pants.

Her moans become louder, and I know she’s close by the way her slick walls grip the fingers I’m pumping in and out of her.

“Fuck, baby, come for me. I want to see you lose control.”

I go back to licking her and take a long pull on her clit, scraping it lightly with my teeth. She comes apart, screaming out her orgasm as I continue licking, wringing every last ounce of pleasure from her. She’s trying to scoot herself up the table, the sensations too much. She’s so damn delicious, I don’t want to stop, but I take mercy on her, lifting my head with a smile stretching across my face.

“Holy shit. That was… I don’t know, but I’ve definitely never felt something like it before.” She’s breathless, and I’m damn proud of myself.

“Thank you for dessert, Sunshine. Delicious as always.” Her legs are still spread in front of me as I continue to gently kiss the inside of her thighs, grazing my fingers up and down the smooth skin of her calves.

She releases a throaty laugh and reaches her hands out for me to help her sit up like she doesn’t have the strength to do it on her own. I like that I wholly satisfied her to the point of not being able to move. Male pride is a very real thing.

Looping her arms around my neck, I kiss her while she languidly strokes her tongue in my mouth, not caring that it was on her pussy just moments ago. I lift her off the table and move us to the couch as our touches become desperate again. After setting her on my lap, one leg on each side of my hips, I rip her shirt off her body, sending it in one direction and her bra in another, not caring where they land, just needing to see her, feel her. She grabs for my belt but can’t seem to get it undone fast enough for her liking.

“Stupid belt. Why do they need to make these things so complicated?” she grouses between kisses. A chuckle escapes me at her struggle. The belt isn’t the problem, but her impatience is making it an arduous task. Taking pity on her, I move her to the side to stand in front of her. I help her out and get the belt off, letting my pants drop to the floor. The way her eyes widen at my erection that’s pointed at her as though begging for attention makes my chest swell with satisfaction and that damn male pride again. Fuck, this girl has no idea what she does to me.

“I’ll be right back.” I run to my room to grab a condom. Actually, make that three. Better safe than sorry. Back in the living room, Lindsey’s stretched along the length of the couch like a buffet waiting for me to devour. Well, I can’t keep her waiting now, can I?

I crawl over her body, kissing her as I wedge my arm under her and quickly lift her so I’m sitting up and she’s straddling my thighs.

“I want to watch you ride me while I suck on your perfect fucking tits,” I growl.

“Fuck, your mouth is hot.” She leans forward and kisses me desperately, tongues and teeth fighting as she rips the condom wrapper open, too impatient to wait for me to do it.

“I need you inside. Now.” She rolls the rubber down my length, sits up to position me at her opening, and slowly slides down my cock.

“Shit, that feels so fucking good, Aiden.” She moves up and down, nearly pulling me out on her ascent and grinding down on my pelvis with her descent, drawing me farther in with each movement. I reach for her breast, tweaking the nipple. One hand on her hip, the other plumping her tit as I lean forward to suck on the stiff peak. Lindsey throws her head back and moans in pleasure. She came just minutes ago, but she’s chasing this orgasm with a ferocity I can barely keep up with.

“You like that, baby? When I suck on these perfect nipples?” I take the other in my mouth and bite down, another growl escaping my chest as she rides me faster, moaning louder.

“Oh my God, Aiden, I’m going to come again.” I rip my mouth away from her nipple to watch her lose herself again. Her pleasure robbing her of all sense and doubt is something I will never tire of seeing. I give that to her. Only me. I rub her clit, needing her there as fast as she can. My balls tighten, my own release just moments away.

Her walls flutter and tighten, gripping my cock like a fucking velvet vice as my orgasm sets hers off. Gripping her hips with my fingers, I’m certain to leave marks as I pump into her with everything I have left in me. With a deep rumble in my chest, I throw my head back into the couch as I empty myself into the condom.

Breathless, we slow our movements, gradually coming down from the peak of bliss.

“What are you doing to me?” I ask, cupping her cheeks and leaning up to give her a leisurely kiss on the mouth.

“Mmm, I don’t know, but I’m not going to question it too much. Just enjoy it.” She lays her head on my chest and hums in satisfaction.

Not questioning everything goes against my very nature. Questioning every outcome and planning for any scenario is how I’ve existed my entire adult life. I’m starting over here, though, trying something different, something better. See where this goes while enjoying all the ways we take to get there.

Chapter twelve

Lindsey

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