He moved his face closer to her pussy while looking up at her and blew softly on her clit. She moved her hips and tried to get more contact, but he moved away. Aidan moved back towards her and did it again and she wondered what the hell he was up to. Since she was disappointed with how she sounded with the last outburst, she decided that she would just give him a questioning look. "You're not as close as you think." He picked his head up and cocked his head at her, and she almost wanted to laugh at his smugness. He mixed sex up with so many things – humor, wit, cute – it was a wonder that they had sex so much. It was always a new experience
"That may not have thrown me over the edge, but I'm close, baby, so close." The second whimper in her voice should have made her more upset, and if she was with another man it would have, but she trusted Aidan. Even through all of this turmoil and questions of loyalty she trusted him with at least this. Lorna trusted him not to try to intimidate her, control her, or humiliate her, and for now that was as good as it got. It let her be free and have fun even with the powerfully dark rain cloud that was always above both of their heads.
"Lift up your shirt. I want to see your tits." He smiled at her in the swicked way he had, and she was happy that he was able to figure out what she liked. Her breasts in the cool air of the kitchen grew full, and her nipples stood out more than they normally did. They were always sensitive, but with the way he used his scruff to rub against her and his teeth and tongue made them tingle before he'd even touched them.
"I like them when they are hard and tall like that." He got up from the chair and leaned over her pulling one of her nipples into his mouth. The shock of warmth after the cold was almost enough not to need his cock or his tongue. Almost.
"Bite me, harder." She wanted nothing more than to have him enjoy her. The company, the conversation, and lastly the sex.
"So greedy today," he said as he slid two of his large fingers into her wet opening. She wouldn't have believed it would feel this good, especially since Aidan had been feeding her sexual needs for the last few weeks. He sucked her hard, but he didn't bite her. When he did his magic going back and forth between the two sensitive hard spots, she put her hand into his hair to hold on and to hold him in place.
"Just don't stop." She was trying to bring herself closer to him so she could get more stimulation to the areas that needed it, but it was hard to maneuver when she was so close to the edge of the counter.
In and out he pumped into her, and when he moved away from her hard wet nipples and sucked her clit into his mouth she couldn't hold back. Grabbing his hair, she pulled him to her so he couldn't let go and she rode his face like he was the bronco at the local bar. She wasn't getting down from that ride until she was completely done. He had taken her right over the edge and the power she felt from her orgasm and holding him in place was astonishing. The moan that came out of her mouth felt like it would never stop, but when she came back to her senses, Aidan was kissing her inner thighs and mound softly.
"Round one," he said as he stood up and lifted her off the counter. That was quite a feat because she wasn't a small woman and didn't remember a time when anyone else had done something like that. It made her feel dainty. So there was just one more reason to like the guy, because that was a feeling she liked and would enjoy feeling again.
"How many rounds will there be?" She looked at his face as he carried her through the house, up the stairs, and back to the bed.
"That's the question that will have an answer in the morning."
She was dropped on the bed with an unceremonious bounce and that made both of them laugh, but she scrambled toward the edge of the bed so she could pull down his boxer briefs and let his hard cock free. Would he tell her he had other plans or would he just let her do what they both wanted her to do? She wouldn't have to think about that long because he seemed to be in no hurry to stop her decent.
"Are you hungry?" he asked.
"Famished, but I know something that will satisfy me." She loved the sexy talk he encouraged, and since she was not as aroused as she normally was when they got to the cock sucking portion of events she could even play a bit.
"Then don't let me stop you." He had his hands in her hair, but he didn't pull her toward him or even direct her movements. She could feel him stroking her hair like she was a treasured pet. This guy was so multifaceted. A paid killer who could be gentler than any man she'd ever been with and a sex guru who didn't mind sharing his knowledge or his hard cock. Not that these two personalities were mutually exclusive, but it did make her wonder about all the layers he had.
There was an art to pleasuring a man's cock, and the technique had to be something that was individualized to each particular person. She'd studied him long and hard enough to know that his patience wasn't just for her. He liked to be brought to the brink of orgasm again and again making for a long fun, night for them both. She enjoyed sucking him hard from his flaccid state and then snuggling with him until he was soft again. Then when he'd had enough playing, he was much more active. Pushing into her mouth, groaning like a wounded animal, and lifting his hips from the bed. It was amazing how much that excited her. She liked to do that often, but he liked to distract her from that so he could play with her body.
Lorna started the light licks at the crease where his inner thigh met his body. Feeling his balls on her cheek, she made her way over to lick her way up from the base of his cock. Not giving him more than she thought he wanted but he was already in grunt and thrust mode.
"Not tonight, Lorna. I know you like to suck me hard time and time again, and as much as I enjoy receiving such attention, I don't want that today. I want to come deep in your pussy, and I don't want to wait." His voice was raspy, and she wondered what made the sex they were having tonight so different than other nights. It seemed more intense. She wasn't complaining, but it made her wonder what was going on.
She sucked the tip of his cock into her mouth and watched him to see what he'd do and where he was with what he claimed he wanted. It could be the since of power she felt when she held this vital man's most precious organ in her mouth and how much control she had over him at that time, but she didn't want this portion of the night to be over so soon. "Oh … so now you don't want to wait? All the times I've told you to hurry and you've had a reason or rationale as to why it was better when you drew it out, but now that you want your balls emptied and your sex fast, I'm just supposed to say alright?"
He chuckled as he watched her. "I guess not. So tell me, are you testing me … or yourself?"
She didn't answer as she continued to suck softly in the same spot where she started. Sometimes she'd let off and lick the soft underside of the tip because she liked the way it made him change the pattern of his breathing, and other times she go into attack mode where she didn't let off no matter how much he pumped his hips or moaned her name.
He pulled her off, and the soft pop her mouth made when she was disengaged gave her goose bumps. This was going to be good, she just knew it, and when she found herself on her back with him above her stroking his cock like he meant business, she spread her legs wide to accommodate whatever happened next. She'd have to admit that he picked her up and moved her around at an alarming rate. One minute she was hunched over sucking him like her favorite lollipop, and the next she was in a very compromising situation.
"Are you ready for me?" His tone was playful, but the seriousness in his eyes was a contrast, and she again wondered what was going on. Now wasn't the time to get into it, but she would remember that she wanted to talk to him about it.
"Did you really just ask me that? When am I not ready for you?" She placed her hand on her pussy and tried to be as enticing to him as he was to her. It must have worked because his gaze seemed to be caught on the small circular movements of her hands, and he continued to stroke himself as he watched. "It appears that you would like to watch me play with myself more than you want to play with me."
She must have caught him off guard with that one because the sudden movement of his eyes to hers she could tell he was amused. Reaching over to get a condom from the nightstand, he sheathed himself quickly and then moved over her body like the incoming storm she knew he could be.
Even in his haste, he was patient and slow moving. He lay his throbbing, hard cock against her mound, and she was again worked up and ready to go. Moving her hand, he brought it to his mouth and licked and sucked on each and every finger moaning his approval for her taste. Who did that? Apparently he did and obviously by her reaction it was extremely effective.