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"Fuck, Aurora you have no idea." I groan as she presses our hips together again, attempting to create more friction. I try to breathe but it's nearly impossible. She fumbles with the hem of her shirt and I lean up to look at her. "Are you sure?" I ask and she nods. I help her remove her shirt, biting my lip and tearing my eyes away from her white lace bra. Staring at the ceiling, I try to control everything in me that's urging me to continue. So innocent and sexy at the same time, how is that even possible?
"Am I not..." She trails off with a worried expression, eyebrows pinched and an embarrassed blush taking over her cheeks and neck. I look back down at her, surprised when she attempts to cover herself. She obviously mistakes my frustration for indifference.
"Finish that sentence," I demand and Aurora looks away, continuing to hide from me but I press her arms down on either side of her head.
"Am I not... I don't know... Attractive? You're not even looking at my..." She says quietly and I sigh looking down at her watering green eyes.
"Baby no. That is not it at all." I tuck her soft, blonde hair behind her ears. "I want to look. Fuck. Trust me when I say I want to. I'm just trying to give you time to get used to this. Aurora, your tits are perfect and I want to do a lot of things to them," She looks taken aback by this but I continue. "But I'm not going to rush you. We're taking this at your pace and no faster than that." I explain, hoping I don't scare her off with my barely filtered mouth.
Her eyes widen and she blushes fiercely, the redness spreading across her chest as well and I smirk. Her chest is heaving with her labored breaths and I watch as her perky tits rise and fall. If she wants me to look, I will gladly do so.
I release her wrists and hold her waist again, dragging my hands up and watching their ascent. "Is this okay?" I ask once I reach her bra, looking at her face for any signs of discomfort but find none. She nods and I bite my lip, taking in a deep breath. I cup her breasts in my hands, dragging my thumbs over the lines her cleavage, growing impossibly harder than before. I've seen her tits bare before, but I wasn't paying attention to her nakedness after she had fainted, all that had mattered was that she was okay.
Now though, she's laying on the bed below me while I straddle her waist, willingly offering herself to me. "Please." She begs. For what exactly, I have no idea but I'm eager to fulfill any and all requests coming from those plump lips. My heart is racing as I look down at this girl that's taken over my life, so vulnerable beneath me, trusting me to take care of her and if that doesn't make my chest tighten, the fact that her huge eyes are bright with curiosity and darkened by lust does.
"What do you want me to do, Princess?" I ask, slowly kissing down the vertical indent on her stomach, watching those glowing green eyes the whole time. Her breaths are heavy and she's squirming in anticipation.
"Anything." She breathes and my thumbs brush her hardened nipples, pinching one of them and leaning my mouth down towards the other. I exhale over her left breast and she moans. Smirking, I lower my face to take her peak into my mouth and suck. She cries out quietly and I continue while her hands brush through my hair and tug.
