I let out a soft *sighhh*, my breath brushing Aeri’s naked shoulder as I rested my head there, her skin warm and smooth against my cheek. The bed was a mess—sheets wet, twisted under us—the morning light spilling through the curtains, painting her bare body in soft gold.
"You’re so warm," I said, my voice low, wrapping my arms around her tighter, holding her close, her heartbeat thumping steady against me.
"Hmm... you are too..." she said slow, her voice sleepy and soft, her hands sliding up to my hair, fingers threading through it gentle and lazy.
Her big boobs pressed into my chest, soft and full, her legs resting easy on either side of me now as we lay there, catching our breath. My dick was still inside her, softening but snug, a little semen leaking out, warm and slick between us, her thighs brushing mine as we settled into the quiet.
"Were you worried about me?" I asked, tilting my head up a bit, my chin nudging her shoulder as I peeked at her face, a small smile tugging at my lips.
"Hmm? What do you mean?" she said, her voice lifting a little, a blush creeping up her neck fast.
Her dark eyes flicked to mine for a sec, then away, her fingers pausing in my hair as she tried to play it cool, but her cheeks were already turning pink.
"Isn’t that why you slept beside me?" I said, grinning now, shifting so I could see her better, my arm still looped around her waist. "Because you thought I was feeling down yesterday and wanted to do something for me?" I teased, watching her face, loving how she squirmed under the question.
She pouted quick, her lips pushing out cute and stubborn, her eyes darting to the side like she could dodge me. Her face went full red, her blush spreading, and I could hear her chest beating harder—fast little thumps against mine, giving her away.
"Ehe..." I giggled soft, my laugh rumbling low as I leaned closer, my nose brushing her cheek. "You don’t have to answer—it’s all over your face."
"Shut up," she said, her voice sharp but shaky, her hands flying up to cover my mouth, her palms warm and a little sweaty as she pressed them there, embarrassed.
She twisted to the side, trying to wiggle free, her bare back brushing my chest, her hair tickling my neck as she moved. "I have to go now," she mumbled, her blush creeping down her shoulders, her legs kicking light against the sheets.
"Not yet," I said, quick and firm, my hands grabbing her by the waist—soft, warm under my grip—and pulling her right back. She landed against me with a little *oof*, her back resting snug on my chest, her boobs bouncing faintly as she settled.
I slid my arms up, wrapping them around her chest, holding her tight, my fingers brushing the tops of her arms.
"N-no... I gotta go make breakfast now, Ezra..." she said, her voice wobbly, half-protesting as she squirmed again, her hands pushing at mine but not hard enough to mean it.
Her hair spilled over my shoulder, her skin hot against me.
"If it’s about keeping you close ," I said, my voice dropping low, whispering right into her ear, "I’d rather die of hunger than let you go." I kissed her neck then—slow, soft, my mouth lingering there, tasting her warmth.
"Stop saying stupid stuff, idiot..." Aeri said, her voice shaky, her blush burning hard across her cheeks as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to hide from me. Her naked body pressed tighter against my chest, her dark hair spilling over my shoulder, her hands gripping my arms like she didn’t know whether to push me away or pull me closer.
"Ehehe, I meant it though," I said, laughing soft, as I kept her locked in place with one arm around her chest, holding her snug.
My other hand slid down slow, tracing her stomach, feeling the little shivers as I went lower, my fingers rubbing her pussy again, slipping into her wet folds, warm and slick around me.
"Ahh..." Aeri moaned, quiet at first, her voice catching as her hips twitched against my dick, her legs shifting on the damp sheets. Her boobs pressed harder into my arm.
I pulled my hand back for a sec, sliding it behind her instead, running it over her smooth, big ass—squeezing her cheeks firm, feeling the softness give under my grip. Then I slipped it between her legs from behind, my fingers brushing her inner thighs.
"Raise your leg, Aeri..." I said, tugging her thick, smooth thigh up with my hand, lifting it easy, her skin warm and soft in my grasp.
"Ahh... ahm*... it’s embarrassing..." she mumbled, her voice all shaky and small, her face turning redder as she peeked at me from the corner of her eye.
But she did it anyway—lifted her leg slow, letting me hold it up, her thigh trembling a little in my hand, her pussy open and wet under my touch.
"With you? Nothing is," I said, grinning, my hand moving in circles around her labia—slow at first, teasing, then faster, picking up the pace, turning her on.
My fingers rubbed her slick folds, feeling her heat of the pussy, her wetness coating my fingers as I worked her.
"Ahhh..." she moaned louder, her leg twitching in my grip, her ass rocking back against my dick—hard again, pressing into her as she moved.
Her breath hitched, her hands tightening on my arm, her whole body reacting, sensitive and alive under me. "You’re still so sensitive," I said, smirking, leaning in to kiss her shoulder quick, feeling her shake.
"Ahh... you’re acting weird, Ezra..." she stammered, her voice breaking between moans, her ass grinding harder against me now, her hips rolling instinctive.
’"And how come you’re so good at all this? I wanted to ask you." she asked, her words tumbling out messy, her eyes half-open, flicking to mine with a mix of heat and curiosity.
I gulped hard, my smirk faltering for a sec as my hand froze on her pussy, my fingers still inside her wet and warm hole.
The brothel flashed in my head—nights of practice, clients, moves I’d learned doing this regular, stuff I couldn’t tell her. Guilt hit me fast, sharp in my chest, my breath catching as I stared at the back of her head, her hair soft against my chin. *She can’t know,* I thought, my gut twisting.
"What happened?" she asked, her voice soft, turning her head a little to look at me.
"Who knows..." I said, forcing my smirk back, shaking off the guilt as I leaned closer, my lips smooching her neck. "Maybe you’re so fucking hot, Aeri, that I keep losing control around you."
My voice came out smooth, teasing again, my hand starting up—fingering fucking her pussy fast, sliding in and out of her slick folds, picking up where I left off like nothing happened.
"Ezra...ahhh..huhhh..." she mumbled, her worry melting into a moan, her eyes fluttering shut again as she rocked back into me, her ass pressing my dick harder, her leg still raised in my grip.