The bathroom was still, save for Aeri’s ragged breathing. "Ahh... huhh... huff..." she panted, her body trembling as she came down from her climax.
Her legs slowly loosened from around my face, her thighs quivering as she slumped against the steel door. Her chest rose and fell, her tight white t-shirt clinging to her boobs, outlining every breath she took.
"Arghh... huff..." I gasped, finally able to breathe properly. My face was slick with her juices, a few drops dripping onto the tile floor, glistening under the dim fluorescent light.
I wiped my chin with the back of my hand, grinning as I stood up, my eyes locked on her flushed face. Her cheeks were bright pink, her eyes hazy but sparkling with something wild.
"You must be feeling a lot calmer now that you came," I teased, stepping closer.
Her hair was a little messy, strands sticking to her forehead, and it only made her look hotter.
"You fucker..." Aeri muttered, but there was no bite in her words. Before I could respond, she lunged forward, grabbing my shirt and pulling me into a fierce kiss.
Her lips crashed against mine, hungry and desperate, like she was pouring every ounce of her desire into it. She pushed me back, her hands fisting the fabric of my shirt, and I stumbled, letting her take the lead.
"Whoa, Aeri," I mumbled against her mouth, my heart racing. This was new—she’d never been this bold before, and I was loving every second of it. My legs hit the edge of the toilet seat, and I sat down, pulling her with me. She straddled my lap, her knees pressing into the porcelain on either side of me, her body settling over mine like she belonged there.
Her hands cupped my cheeks, holding my face as she kissed me deeper, her tongue teasing mine. I could taste her—sweet, a little salty from her release—and it sent my pulse into overdrive.
"God, you’re something else," I said between kisses, my hands sliding up her ass, feeling the heat of her skin under her mini skirt.
I grabbed the hem of her outer shirt, tugging it off her shoulders. It fell to the floor, leaving her in that tight white t-shirt, her big boobs straining against the fabric, the outline of her nipples clear as day. My hands roamed over her boobs, greedy, while her fingers moved to my belt, unbuckling it with a quick, practiced twist. The sound of the metal clinking made my breath hitch. She popped the button on my pants, yanked the zipper down, and I helped her, shoving my pants and underwear down in one go.
My hard dick sprang free, pressed right against her pussy, still slick from before.
"Ahm..." I groaned into her mouth as she kissed me harder, her hips rocking, rubbing her pussy against my hard length. The heat of her, the way she moved—it was almost too much.
Aeri’s hands slid down, her fingers wrapping around my cock, stroking gently but with purpose. She pulled back just enough to look at me, her eyes locked on mine, dark and intense.
"Ezra..." she whispered, her voice trembling with desperation, her fingers tracing up and down my shaft, sending shivers through me.
"Yeah, Aeri...?" I asked, my hands gripping her waist, steadying her as she straddled me. My heart was pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat.
"I want it..." she said, her eyes glistening, almost teary with need.
Her strokes slowed, her thumb brushing over the tip of my cock, making me groan again. "I want your dick to fuck me, Ezra," she added, her voice barely above a whisper, but it hit me like a freight train.
"Ahh, Aeri," I breathed, pulling her closer, my hands sliding under her t-shirt to feel the soft skin of her back.
Aeri’s desperate whisper still echoed in my head, and my heart was pounding like a drum.
"It’s all yours, Aeri..." I said, my voice low and rough, pulling her into a deep kiss. Her lips were soft but fierce, like she was claiming me right back.
She shifted in my lap, her hands steady as she lifted herself just enough to line my dick up between her legs under her hole.
Then, with a slow, deliberate movement, she sank down, taking me deep inside her pussy.
"Ahh..." she moaned, her voice trembling as she settled onto me, her warmth wrapping around my cock, slick and tight. The sensation was overwhelming, like sinking into something perfect and alive.
I groaned into her mouth, kissing her harder, my hands sliding to her cheeks to hold her close.
"God, Aeri, you feel so good," I mumbled, my words muffled against her lips. Her pussy was slippery, warm, and pulsing around me, making it hard to think straight.
Her hands gripped my shoulders, and she started moving, grinding her hips against me. I grabbed her ass, my fingers digging into her soft curves, helping her move as she rode my dick, taking control. Every roll of her hips sent a jolt through me, her moans mixing with the sound of our bodies moving together.
"Ezra..." she breathed, her voice shaky but full of fire. "This... oh God..."
"You’re killing me, babe," I said, my hands guiding her ass, grinding her harder against my dick.
She was taking shots on her own now, her movements confident, like she knew exactly what she wanted. It was hot as hell.
Aeri’s fingers found the hem of my shirt, and she tugged it up, yanking it off my shoulders. "Off," she demanded, her voice sharp with need. She didn’t stop there—she grabbed my t-shirt next, pulling it over my head and tossing it to the floor.
I was completely naked now, exposed under her gaze, and the way her eyes raked over me made my pulse race.
"Your turn," I said, smirking, but she was already ahead of me.
She grabbed her tight white t-shirt and peeled it off, revealing her big boobs, full and perfect, bouncing slightly as she moved. My breath caught in my throat.
"Ahh, fucking hell baby..." I said, leaning forward, my hands instantly finding her big round boobs, groping them gently. I pressed my face against her chest, kissing the soft skin, feeling her heartbeat under my lips.