Chapter 20

(Aaron)

The sound of the door being unlocked woke me from a light sleep. I was on the very comfortable couch in the living room of our hotel suite when Rylan came stumbling into the room. Her robe is hanging off her right shoulder, the tie is barely holding the robe closed, and her hair is a mess.

She damn near falls on her face as she tries to walk to me. I can smell the alcohol on her from where I am. Damn, did they drink all three bottles of the very expensive red wine I ordered for them? Holy shit.

“Aaron,” she slurs my name as she stumbles the last few steps to the couch, then practically falls onto me, so she is now laying on top of me.

My cock twitches, but I ignore it. As much as I would love to enjoy making love to my very intoxicated girlfriend, I think she needs sleep more than she needs sex. There will be plenty of opportunities to recreate this situation in the future.

“Baby, how much did you have to drink?”

I groan as she starts to grind her core against me. My willpower to resist this woman is strong, but I am not sure I want to resist her anymore. No, quit. Put a stop to this now. I tell myself it is for her own good. She will have a headache tomorrow, but I want to make sure she has plenty of sleep too.

“Most of it, mmmm, you feel…so good,” she mumbles as she fumbles with my pants. “I want you so bad right now.”

With a speed that I didn’t know I was capable of, I had her flipped over onto her back with her hands pinned above her head before she could unzip my pants. Her beautiful blue eyes darken with lust as she moans my name. I can feel the heat of her core on my cock as she wraps her legs around my waist.  

Holy fuck, I am not going to win this battle.

“Mmm…baby…please…” she moans when I kiss the long column of her throat as she throws her head back into the cushion of the couch.

Thank fuck, this is a deep couch, or we would have fallen off of it when I flipped us over. It is almost like a twin-size bed in depth and a queen-size bed in length. It makes me think the designer designed it for what we are about to do.

Her intoxication flushes her skin, making me want to kiss, lick, or nibble every inch of her. I move from her throat to her exposed shoulder and kiss her collarbone. She grinds her core against my throbbing cock.

“Aaron...” she whispers my name in a sensual plea for more.

That tether on my control breaks a little more when she tries to get her hands free, and it causes her right breast to be exposed. The rosy pink bud practically screams to be sucked on, and I am more than happy to oblige. I lick a trail from her collarbone to her nipple, licking it and then blowing on it to make it harden like a pebble for me.

I take it into my mouth, flicking my tongue in lazy circles over it.

“Oh…mmmm…yes baby,” she arches her back, which brings her nipple up further into my mouth.

Part of my brain is still screaming at me to stop, so I can take her to bed and tuck her in for the night. The other part of my brain, the more instinctual part, is telling me to keep going. I am at war with myself over whether to fuck my drunk girlfriend. I have never been in this position before, and I am pretty sure I know what my final choice will be.

I lean up enough to open the top half of her robe more to expose her other breasts with one hand while still holding hers firmly with my other hand. If she touches me right now, I will become even more lost in her than I already am. Rylan is like an erotic drug that I just can’t resist.

With her other nipple exposed to my sight, I give it the same treatment I did the first. Lick it, blow on it to make it hard for me, then pull it into my mouth. My free hand slips inside her robe to stroke the soft skin on her side.

Up and down from her ribs to her hip as my mouth and tongue play with her nipples.

She yanks on her hands to get free; this time I free them, and soon both hands are fisted in my hair. She pulls my hair hard enough that it causes me to pop her nipple out of my mouth so I can look up at her. The look on her face makes my heart jackhammer in my chest.

Lust and love shine like twin flames in her beautiful eyes.

I crash my mouth into hers; both my hands are now under her body, gripping her ass as she tries to grind against me. Her heated skin feels amazing on my hands as I knead her ass cheeks. She moans into my mouth while I move one hand from her ass to open her robe and fully expose the front of her body. 

Tearing my mouth from hers, I trail open-mouth kisses down her neck and collarbone, then linger on her breasts before I slowly kiss all over her torso. She opens her legs wide to accommodate my body, moving lower as she fists one hand in my hair and the other into the couch cushion.

“Mmmm, I want… to feel your skin on mine. Take…your shirt off…” She stutters and moans, her words becoming more clear.

I sit up on my heels to remove my shirt as she requests, and as I do, she leans up to grab my belt. She has it undone and my zipper is down with a speed that amazes me considering how drunk she is. I moan her name when her hand reaches inside my pants to wrap around my throbbing erection.  

“I want this. Right the hell now.”

“Fuck, Rylan,” I hiss as she strokes me.

“That is what I want. Fuck me, Aaron.”

“So eager and greedy for this cock, huh?”

“Always, my love, always.”

My love.

My heart flutters in my chest at that. One day soon, I will tell her that I love her and pray that she says it back. I know she feels it, but I desperately want to hear the words from her lips.

I gently push her robe off her body, then lay her on her back after I toss it into the floor, following her down as she lays spread out under me. My mouth returns to her breasts to feast and worship them like I have wanted to all night.

The way she is moving under me, I can tell she wants me to go faster to get to where she wants me to be. Not tonight. I want to take my time with her. I want her to be more clear-headed by the time I slip into her.

So I take my time with her by kissing and licking a trail from her nipples to her belly button. I stroked her skin softly as I made my way ever so slowly south. I nip at her hip with my teeth, then spread her left leg wide so I can kiss my way down her inner thigh. Swiftly, I flick my tongue over her clit to tease her before I continue my journey.

Every inch of skin I kiss, I stroke with my hands.

She is writhing under me as I kiss my way up her right leg. I spread it wide, like I did her left leg, so I could kiss her inner thigh. This time, when I reach her core, I lick one long, wet glide of my tongue from her dripping core to her clit. Her body jerks in response, but she moans my name in a husky way that makes my already-aching cock throb hard.

I want her so badly, but not quite yet.

“Aaron…” she screams my name as I fasten my mouth to her core.

Fuck, she is so wet for me. I can feel her juices flowing down my chin as I give her what she craves. A marvelous tongue lashing. I pay extra attention to her clit as I slip two fingers inside her. She jerks against my mouth as I hit her G-spot over and over.  

Her inner walls clench around my fingers as her first orgasm hits. I can’t wait to feel that around my cock. After pulling my fingers from her tight pussy, I sit back to just stare down at her.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Rylan. Right now, with your skin all flushed from pleasure, you take my breath away even more than you always do.”

Rylan looks me in the eye, then trails her hand down her body until it reaches her wet folds. I lick my lips as I watch her slip a finger inside herself. I waste no more time as I quickly hop off the couch, drop my pants and boxer around my ankles, then stop out of them.  

After climbing back on the couch, I settle between her legs, move her hand up to my lips, and then place her finger in my mouth so I can lick her juices off her finger.

“I love the way you taste, baby.”

“Aaron, please…” she whines. 

“Tell me what you want, Rylan.”

She reaches down between us to grip my erection, then strokes up and down my shaft slowly, twisting at the tip, before she glides her hand back down. “Take this amazing cock of yours and bury it deep in my pussy.”

“That feels so fucking good; keep stroking me, baby.” I close my eyes as she does just what I asked.

The silky glide of her soft hand working my cock is driving me crazy. My breathing increases as her pace quickens. If I don’t stop her soon, I will end up shooting my load all over her hand and belly. Fuck, I am so close that I may not be able to stop her even if I wanted to.

“Cum for me, Aaron,” she whispers in the most seductive tone I have ever heard from her.

Three strokes later, I explode, shooting hot jets of cum all over her hand and lower body. Holy shit, that was faster than I intended. I glance up at her with a sheepish expression, only to find her smiling at me.

“That was so hot. You almost came on command.”

“Give me a few minutes, and I will cum again,” I tell her as I grab my shirt off the floor for her to wipe her hand off. Then I use it to clean her belly so I can go back down on her. 

Twenty minutes and two orgasms later, I sit up again and finally bury my cock in her. She moans my name as she wraps her gorgeous legs around my waist. I lean back with her wrapped around me so that I am sitting up with her straddling my lap, then maneuvering us so that my back is against the back of the couch.

“Ride me, baby, take what you want from me.”

I spread my legs, plant my feet on the floor, and then grab her hips as she starts to ride my cock. Soon she places both her hands on my knees so she can lean back as she bounces up and down over me. Her eyes are closed as she drives herself up and over the peak of pleasure.

Rylan screams my name as her orgasm rips through her body, causing her walls to clench around my shaft. When the ripples of her orgasm fade, I flip us over so that she is now sitting on the couch with her ass at the edge of the cushion and her legs spread wide for me. I settle between her thighs and thrust home once more, hard and fast.

“Oh, fuck…” she moans.

I place one hand on her collarbone and the other right between her amazing breasts as I fuck her hard. Her moans of pleasure echo my own as I drive us both closer to release. I could spend all night making love to this woman if she would let me. Hell, I want to spend the rest of my life right here between her thighs.  

“Oh, Aaron, baby, I am going to cum again. Fuck!! Harder, Aaron. Fuck me harder, faster.”

I give her what she is demanding as she rakes her nails down my back. Her nails dig into my skin, and I know she drew blood as I practically fucked her into the couch cushion. Her tits are bouncing wildly as I drive my shaft in and out of her dripping wet pussy.

Delicious pain soars through me as her nails draw blood and her core clenches my cock tightly as she orgasms, causing mine to hit just as hers does. I flop down over to the side of her chest, still buried deep inside her, as we both try to breathe normally again.

I take a deep breath as I attempt to pull free of her core. She wraps her legs around me in protest as she moans my name.

“No, stay here for a bit longer,” she says as she runs her arms up and down my back.

“Baby, if I stay right here, buried to my balls inside you, I will end up making love to you until we pass out from exhaustion.”

“That sounds like a perfect idea,” she says, looking at me with a look that I know well.

She is challenging me.

“Ry, if we didn’t have a flight to catch in the morning, I would accept that challenge in a heartbeat.”

“Well, then you better make the next round a quickie so we can shower before bed,” she says as she clenches around my cock.

“Fuck!” I groan. “I love that you can do that at will. Okay, hold on to me; we are going to have this next round in the shower.”

“Now that is a good idea,” she says, wrapping her arms around my neck as I lift us both up off the couch.

The next thirty minutes turned into the best shower I have had in my life. A wet and soapy Rylan pinned against the wall has been one of my fantasies for years. By the time we were done, we fell onto the bed, still wrapped in our towels. I wrapped my arms around her, tucked her close to my side, and then fell asleep to the sound of her quiet laughter.

It is settled; with Rylan in my arms like this, I can die a very happy man.