felt herself falling before he scooped her into his arms and walked over towards the bed. She didn’t liked to be carried and started to complain but he interrupted her, “ Shhhh , I bench more than what you weigh.”
He fell onto the bed with her in his arms and rolled on top of her before taking her mouth again. Imogen wrapped her arms around his back and started to rake her nails up and down his back, making him groan into her mouth.
As he started to kiss her jaw and neck she felt the need build inside her again, especially when he started to play with her breasts again. He pinched her nipples hard and moved his head down to kiss the top of her creamy breasts before taking one of her pointed nipples in his mouth and sucking it hard, making her scream out and arch into his mouth.
She grabbed his head to keep him in position, as he licked her before sucking her back in. He continued to torture her breast before moving onto the next one. The pressure was building up inside her and her pussy clenched in need. She rubbed her legs together to trying to ease the tension there, but it was no good. She needs his hands, his mouth, his cock to release her.
He shifted position, moving her legs apart with his own leg and rubbed her pussy with his thigh making her whimper beneath him.
She gasped as he pushed her breasts together, allowing him to suck and lick both breasts together. She couldn’t take anymore. The pressure inside her was too much. She moaned in delight as she watched him slowly make his way down her body but she soon moaned in frustration as he stopped just above her knickers, sit back up and leave the bed.
“What are you doing?” She asked as she leaned on her elbows watching him move towards his bag.
Instead of answering her he just rummaged in his bag before pulling out a box of condoms.
“Well prepared, I see.”
“Always,” he smiled walking back to her before retrieving a condom from the box and throwing it on the bed and placing the box onto the bedside unit. “Now, where were we.”
“Making me come.”
He chuckled at her response as he leant over her and kissed her. He trailed his fingers up her legs and then tracing a finger along the waistband of her knickers.
“These need taking off. Do it for me.”
Imogen smirked at the order, “What about your trousers?”
“Oh they will come off soon, but now take your knickers off.” He demanded and Imogen felt surprising rush of desire sweep through her at his demands. She slipped her hands down her body slowly before reaching down to her knickers. She hooked her thumbs into the waistband and used her feet to raise her bum off the bed as she slipped them off.
She rested back on the bed waiting for his next move as her knickers fell to the floor. She started to feel nervous again as he just stood there looking at her and not doing anything. She needed him, she needed to feel alive again.
“Please,” she begged.
He jerked his gaze from her sex to her face and smiled wickedly, “Open your legs.”
She slowly complied to his demand, liking his demanding demeanour. She never been with anyone that told her what to do in bed. Well she never been this turned on before when having sex. She was clearly missing out on something with her previous partners.
When she finally opened her legs as much as she can, she waited again for his next move and wasn’t disappointed when he sank down to his knees and spread her wide to his gaze.
Before she knew what was happening Aaron placed his face between her legs and licked her from her opening to her pulsing clit and sucked hard on her. The sudden quick orgasm crashed through her, making her scream out and convulse.
“Jesus Christ,” Imogen cursed as she came down from the pleasurable high but her body went instantly tense again as Aaron started licking and sucking on her again, bringing her back to the brink before moving away.
He stood back up and started to undo his trousers which made Imogen’s