Story 9 - FUN HOLIDAY
Aria.
I was already on top of him. Straddling him.
The creak of the bed was too soft to wake Aiden. His body lay still on the other side of the room, curled under a thin blanket, breathing deep.
Dylan's hands gripped my thighs harder. "You're being loud," he whispered, voice low and rough. "Keep moving. Slowly. Or he's gonna hear you"
I swallowed, biting back a moan as I rocked my hips again-slow, deep, lazy. "You said he was a deep sleeper"
"I did," he said, dragging his hand up to cover my mouth. "But not if you're gonna be so loud."
My heart was thudding. He was thick and buried deep between my legs. My knees trembled as I rode him. Inch by inch, all the way down, then back up again. I wasn't even trying to go fast. I just needed to feel him. His thickness i
