20
ARIELLA
My vibrator was like driving a Ford Fiesta next to the Rolls Royce Eric had bought me. The fact that he’d made me come on command was hot as f**k. Now I craved his c**k.
Eric climbed up my body and held me.
His lips claimed mine, and we kissed open-mouthed. The sound of our hard breath and lips melding filled the air. I opened my eyes to look at him and took in his long brown lashes, his dark eyebrows, and the shadow that had grown on his jawline to join his striking sideburns. His whiskers tickled my skin as I ran my finger down their rough surface to the edge of his mouth.
Eric cupped my s*x, getting me ready, applying pressure as I moaned and my head fell back.
A searing warmth encircled my n****e as his mouth clamped around it, and he pulled at it with a pulsating rhyt
