She starts to get up close and personal

She dipped her head and pressed a soft kiss just below his collarbone, trailing lower. When she reached his chest, she paused, brushing her mouth over one of his nipples, then kissing her way to the other, letting her breath warm his skin before she flicked her tongue lightly across the tip.

Aiden tensed, not quite sure what to make of it. He’d never had anyone pay attention there before, and the sensation itself was faint, almost ticklish. But the sight of her, so focused and intent, along with the feeling of her lips and hair moving across his chest, sent a jolt through him anyway. There was something about watching her do it that made his pulse kick up.

He gave a short, shaky laugh. “Not gonna lie, I’ve never had anyone try that before.”

She glanced up, grinning and giving the one she was working a quick nip, then sliding her fingers along his ribs. “No? Guess I’ll have to break you in.” She nipped at his skin again, her hair brushing his stomach as she moved lower, her hands moving to his waist.

The combination of everything made him feel wound tighter, and even though the touch itself wasn’t really doing anything for him, the idea of her with her mouth on him, made him want for more.

She only stayed long enough after that to give a soft nip, a slow drag of her lips, and a few targeted licks. Then, with one last playful flick of her tongue, she shifted her weight, letting her hands drift down his stomach as she kissed her way after them.

Natalie eased off the couch, her knees finding the hard floor. She stopped, looking around for his shirt again, then bunched it between his feet, to use as a slight cushion. Placing herself between his legs, she looked up at him with a glint of mischief in her eyes as her hands pushed up along his thighs, finally coming to rest with her thumbs hooking into the belt loops of his jeans. The sight of her kneeling there made his heart hammer; he’d never believed he’d actually get to see her like this, regardless of how many times he’d fantasized about it.

Kneeling up, she pressed a kiss to his lower belly, while her fingers deftly began to work at his fly. “Yes, I was serious with what I said earlier,” she murmured, smiling as she looked up at him through her lashes. “Now, let me take care of you before you say anything else dumb, and make me change my mind.”

Aiden let out a nervous laugh, but it faded as her fingers made quick work of his jeans. He leaned back, propping himself up to help. She slid his jeans down until they were past his hips, then pressed another kiss to his bare skin, just above the line of his boxers. She looked up at him again, smiling almost affectionately. “You really are cute when you’re in a bit of shock,” she teased, her fingers tracing along his waistband, making him twitch.

He swallowed, forcing himself to keep still. “I’m just trying not to say anything that’ll fuck this up,” he admitted.

Her lips quirked. “Then you’re doing just fine.” She tugged his boxers down next, as he lifted himself again, allowing her to free him.

Her hands caressed his thighs while looking him over from this new vantage, close enough to see every detail for the first time. For a moment, she just looked at him, taking in the way he bobbed in the air with each pulse and how his cock sat heavy against his thigh.

She let out a quiet, appreciative sound, trailing her fingertips along the inside of his leg, just above his knee, as she eased his pants and boxers the rest of the way down, leaving him completely naked. Sitting back on her heels, she took in the whole view, her eyes lingering at the base where a neatly trimmed patch of hair stood out against his smooth skin.

“Well,” she murmured, that teasing smile returning, “Somebody came prepared.” She brushed her thumb along his hip, coming in toward his groin and letting her knuckles graze his smooth, heavy sack. “Is this for me, or do you always keep things so tidy?”

Aiden flushed a little, watching her watch him. “I, uh… feel like some manscaping is important considering I like a woman to- you know- keep herself cleaned up there.” He broke off, embarrassed, but she only grinned wider.

“Well, isn’t that just considerate of you?” she teased, as her fingers trailed upward, curling around him. She leaned in, her hair brushing his thigh, and she kissed him at his base, just below that trimmed patch next to his root, before flicking her tongue lower, tracing the sensitive skin next to his sack.

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