Millie’s breath came in shaky gasps as she leaned against the laundry room wall, legs barely holding her up. She muttered a curse when Aidan’s hands went to his jeans. He unzipped them, shoving them and his boxer briefs down. His c**k sprang free, hard, long, and thick, and Millie’s core tightened at the sight.
“You tasted good, sweetheart,” Aidan said. He dropped to his knees, lapping at the slickness on her inner thigh.
Millie’s fingers slid into his hair, stroking softly as her nerves sparked from overstimulation. His lips moved higher, kissing lightly before his tongue teased her folds, the tip flicking her c**t with quick strokes.
“Aidan…” she whispered, her voice trembling. He flattened his tongue against her, dragging it upward, building the heat in her core. Her hips twitched, p
