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“Of course,” she mutters, and for a moment, I think she’s actually upset with me, but then she smiles and it’s all over.
Aurora really takes most things in stride, and I’m realizing that she’s even more different than I thought from Francesca.
We walk inside and she grabs a cart, pushing it as I trail behind her. We rack up a truly ridiculous amount of groceries.
Aurora also picks out some clothes, smiling a little and not showing me a few of her purchases, and I’m just hoping they’re lingerie based.
The total comes to almost five hundred dollars’ worth, including her clothes, and we load it all into the car. There’s no one suspicious trailing around, and no one bats an eye at us.
Maybe I’m being a little paranoid, but you can’t be too careful when someone is trying to kill you, right?
When we get back home, I unload the groceries and she goes upstairs to change, coming back down in a little string bikini.
I stare at her for a long moment, my dick jumping in my sweats, and she rubs her hand along her belly as if trying to hide it.
“It’s too much, isn’t it?”
I nod slowly. “It’s definitely too much if anyone else were to see you in it,” I growl, walking toward her and grabbing at her ass.
She squeals and darts away from me toward the back door. “Well, I wanted to make good use of the pool.”
Ah, the pool.
She’s always loved the pool at our house, spending hours out there with Francesca, both of them getting tan over the summers.
“Funny that you think you’re going to keep that on in the pool with me around,” I mutter.
She laughs and runs toward the pool, diving into the deep end in a cannonball.
I laugh at her and take off my clothes entirely, skinny dipping and chasing her across the pool as if I’m a shark.
It’s all fun and games until I catch her and untie her top, letting it float away as I put my mouth around one nipple, and then the next. She writhes under the water, wrapping her legs around my waist and I thrust against her.
Pool sex isn’t all it’s cracked up to be, but it’s nice just making out with her, dry humping like a couple of teenagers. I haven’t spent this much time with a woman in a long time, it’s mostly just been one to three night stands.
So, this amount of time is unusual, but I have to admit it’s kind of nice to get to know her body, for her to get to know mine. Getting to know each other’s triggers is part of the fun, really.
She unwraps herself from around me and climbs up out of the pool, lying down on the ground on a beach towel that she bought.
“It’s so nice out today,” she comments, and I grunt, heaving myself out of the pool and crawling toward her. She’s still topless and I can’t stop staring at her ample breasts.
When I get closer, I untie one side of her bottoms and lay her bare beneath me. I lie on my shoulder next to her, playing idly between her lower lips, running my thumb across her clit.
She gasps, arching her back and spreading her thighs, her nipples peaking toward the sky.
“Principessa,” I murmur. “What do you want?”
“Want you to make me come,” she whines, and heat rushes through my body. I want to spear into her right now, I’m hard as diamond against her thigh, but part of the fun of being with Aurora is how sensitive she is, how easily I can make her come.
I slip my fingers through her heat, sliding a couple into her, and she moans out my name.
I can’t wait anymore, can’t make her come because my balls are aching and I keep rolling my hips against her. So, I line up, covering her body with my own, my chest scraping across her nipples, and slide into her. I fuck her hard and rough, not bothering to do anything but chase my own orgasm, and after teasing her for a while, she’s so hot and slick I could almost slide out of her.
She clenches around me when she does come and claws her nails down my back. The acrylic bites into my flesh and I hiss, leaning down to bite at her neck. I’ve always loved marking my lovers, but Aurora takes the bites so well, moans at every single one.
I fuck her through her orgasm before spilling inside her, and Aurora sighs happily when I collapse against her, holding myself up by my forearms.
“It’s such a nice day,” she says again, and I laugh, kissing along the side of her face.
