Page 68 of Seduced in Ink

He groaned and played with her slit before licking some more.

“You taste so sweet. Just like a cupcake.”

“Aaron,” she chided. He chuckled roughly against her pussy, knowing that his beard scraped her, the sensation probably sending vibrations all the way up to her nipples. She had told him that once, so he kept doing it, knowing she loved it.

He was learning what she liked, what she loved, what things she wanted more of.

He was starting to need her in every way possible. And that worried him. So fucking much. But there was no going back now, at least not for him.

He sucked again, laving and swiping long licks up her pussy. When she came, she practically shook off the bed. He grinned and pulled back slightly.

Standing and palming his dick over his pants, he went to the suitcase near the bed and pulled out a few more toys.

Her breaths came in pants as she cupped her breasts over her bra and licked her lips.

“Are you ready?” he asked, holding up the plug.

“Only for you.”

He didn’t want to think that was true because it’d be too hard to walk away. So, he leaned down and kissed her, taking her breath away before slowly working the plug into her, inserting it gently so as not to hurt her. He never wanted to hurt her. That was the one vow he could promise her and keep.

When she arched for him, he grinned and kissed her again before reaching around to help her undo her bra.

Her breasts fell free, and he sucked on them, pinching the nipples hard until they were delicate little peaks that went from peach to cherry red.

So fucking sexy,” he growled against her breasts.

“I need you. Let me see.” She reached out to him, squeezing his dick through his pants. He groaned, pulling away.

“Aaron,” she whined.

“Need to get a condom first.” He swallowed hard, stripped down so he was naked, his dick slapping against his belly. Her eyes went wide, turning dark with need.

She looked so fucking sexy there. It was hard for him to breathe.

He slid the condom over his dick, knowing that her gaze followed every movement.

And then he went back to the edge of the bed, tugged on her hips so she scooted towards him, and then flipped her onto her stomach.

“Aaron,” she gasped.

“On your hands and knees, baby. I can’t wait to watch this little plug of yours dance as I fuck you hard.”

The plug had a pink diamond on the end that shined as he looked down and spread her cheeks.

“So fucking gorgeous, all decorated for me. Are you ready?”

“Past ready. Now fuck me already,” Madison ordered. He grinned, squeezing her hip again before slamming hard into her.

They both groaned. The sensation of his cock filling her, stretching her to her limits, made them both shake. He leaned over her, licking up her spine before biting gently on her shoulder. She moaned, arching into him, wiggling her ass. He grinned before pulling out and slamming home again.

“Aaron!”

She kept pushing back, so he pushed forward, fucking her hard—harder than ever. He knew he would probably leave bruises, but she kept pushing, begging for him to keep going. So, he did. He might leave marks, but he would never hurt her. She would get what she wanted, nothing less, and nothing more.

He couldn’t see her face in this position, couldn’t see what secrets her eyes held. Would he see love? Would it just be lust?

He didn’t know if he wanted to see, so he kept her on all fours, tugging on her hair but not seeing her face.