The dining room was behind us, a forgotten mess of scattered plates and spilled syrup, as I carried Aeri in my arms, her naked body pressed tight against my chest. Her legs straddled my waist, her arms looped around my neck, and her face was flushed with a mix of heat and embarrassment.
The sunlight from the living room followed us, spilling into the hallway, catching the soft curves of her skin as we moved.
"Where are you taking me?" Aeri asked, her voice a little shy. She squirmed just a bit, like she was trying to hide how exposed she felt, her boobs pressed against my t-shirt, her thighs squeezing my hips.
"Somewhere softer," I said, keeping my voice flat but teasing, "and a hell of a lot more comfortable than that table." I shifted her weight, holding her closer, and she let out a small laugh, burying her face in my shoulder for a second.
With a *clack*, I kicked open the bedroom door, nudging it with my foot, and stepped inside. My room was dimmer than the dining area, the curtains half-drawn, letting in just enough light to make everything feel warm and quiet.
"This is your room, Ezra..." Aeri said, lifting her head to glance around, her eyes taking in the familiar space.
"Yeah," I said, smirking as I carried her toward the bed, "your man’s room." I lowered her down gently, her body sinking into the soft mattress, the sheets crinkling under her.
"What the heck—" she started, her voice breaking into a laugh as she pulled her knees up, covering her face with her hands, cheeks pink with embarrassment. "This is so... I don’t know, Ezra!"
I didn’t let her finish—just climbed onto the bed, sliding between her legs, my body hovering over hers. "You’re cute when you’re shy," I said, cupping her cheeks with both hands, my thumbs brushing her skin.
I kissed her, slow and deep, our tongues colliding, her lips soft and warm against mine. Her boobs pressed tight against my chest.
My dick hardened again, brushing against her pussy, and she tensed, a little tingle running through her.
"Ezra..." she mumbled into the kiss, her voice muffled, one hand slipping down between us.
Her fingers found my dick, stroking gently, her touch light but deliberate, sending a jolt through my whole body.
"Ahh..." I moaned into her mouth, the sound slipping out before I could stop it, my hips twitching toward her hand.
She pulled back just enough to look at me, her eyes locking onto mine, a teasing smile playing on her lips. "You’re hard again, Ezra," she said, her voice soft but sly, her fingers still moving, slow and steady, tracing over me. Her hand felt so soft, so comforting, like she knew exactly how to drive me crazy.
"Yeah, well," I said, my voice rough, trying to keep it together, "you’re not making it easy to stay calm." I kissed her jaw, quick and light, my hands sliding down to grip her hips.
"Do you love this so much?" she asked, giggling now, her fingers tightening just a bit, teasing around the tip of my dick, making it throb in her hand. Her eyes sparkled, like she was enjoying watching me squirm.
"Ahh... I-I do..." I managed, my breath hitching.
She laughed, bright and mischievous, and before I knew it, she pushed at my chest.
"Turn around then," she said, sitting up, her hair falling messy over her shoulders.
I shifted to sit on the edge of the bed, spreading my legs as she knelt between them.
Her hands were on my cock, stroking slow and steady, and then she leaned down, pressing a single kiss to the tip of my dick, her lips warm and teasing.
"Ahhh... Aeri... you don’t have to..." I started, my voice shaky, but the sensation hit me like a freight train, stealing my words.
My hands clutched the sheets on either side, fingers twisting into the fabric, trying to hold onto something—anything—as my head spun. It was too much, too good, and I couldn’t think straight.
She didn’t answer, just opened her mouth and took my entire dick in—her mouth’s warmth wrapping around my hardened cock ike a vice.
"Ahhh, fuck..." I groaned, my hands flying to her face, fingers brushing her cheeks, soft and flushed under my touch. The feeling was insane, like a volcano erupting inside me, my dick melting into the heat of her mouth. It wasn’t just good—it was different, better than anything I’d ever felt.
Aeri didn’t hold back. Her tongue twirled around my dick, slick and deliberate, while her hand kept stroking, her head bobbing like she was savoring every second, like my dick was her favorite popsicle on a hot day.
"Ahh..ahhh...huhh.." I groaned as she gave me a blowjob.
The wet sounds filled the room, mixing with my ragged breathing, and I could barely keep my eyes open, watching her through a haze—her lips stretched around my dick, her hair falling over her face, brushing my thighs.
My hand sliding to the back of her head, fingers tangling in her hair. My dick throbbed, the pleasure building so fast it was almost painful. Her tongue flicking in a way that made my hips buck.
"Oh... god,,..ahhh.." I groaned, my grip tightening on her head, trying to stay grounded.
Her mouth moved faster, her hand stroking in perfect rhythm, and I felt the pressure climbing, tight and hot, like a dam about to break.
"Ahh... Aeri... I think I’m gonna... cum..." I said, my voice breaking, my hand brushing over her head, desperate, as my dick pulsed in her mouth.
She didn’t slow down—didn’t even flinch—just kept going, her lips sliding deeper, her tongue swirling, pushing me right to the edge.
"Ahh, fuck!!" I groaned, the tightness snapping all at once, and with a hard shudder, I came, a strong gush shooting into her mouth. My hands held her head, my body shaking as the pleasure tore through me, my dick hitting the back of her throat.
Her eyes went wide, a little startled, but she didn’t pull away, taking it all.
My whole body trembled, waves of heat rolling over me, and I could barely breathe, my chest heaving.