Sex under the moonlight

"Let's have sex under the moonlight, baby girl." He says, biting his lip and gliding his finger against my jaw. His words woke me up in an instant.

My pussy was pulsating. It had begun it's own heartbeat. My heart was racing and so was his. As we pour out of the window to the thin balcony space out of it, we see a little staircase.

"Oh, almost forgot." Aaron jumps back in to fetch the blanket.

He says, grinning like a boy, "Can't fuck a princess on dirt now, can I?"

I chuckle as we hold hands and jog towards the terrace. It had a door that had to be locked.

I was stood there, mesmerized by the night view above me. We could never find such a view in the city and I was so glad I made this my destination.

"The night is so beautiful..." I say to Aaron. He softly places his chin on my shoulder and hugs me close.

I smile, having his arms tighter around me. Gently, I turn in his embrace as our faces were closer to each other. I wrap my arms around his torso, my fingers began to play with his silky brown hair.

"I love you." I say, my leg raising as I tried to reach his height.

"I love you too, baby girl. I love you so much..." he says as our lips meet. The cold wind of the countryside didn't affect too much. It was a gentle breeze that carried the oceanic scent with it all the way till here. I was wrapped lovingly in his arms.

He takes a sharp breath in to make me jump on his torso. Our hips grind against each other, we were desperate for each other. I could have sex with him for the whole day yet my heart wouldn't satisfy.

I moan into his mouth, his breath was shaky. His loose cotton pants with his drawer gave me better access to feel his 9-inch monster all over my clothed lips. I was moaning in pleasure as he tried his best to keep our weights balanced.

We locked the door in precision that someone might end up disturbing us.

And it happens.

It was Aaron's cousin brothers who come up again.

"Bro, who locked it!?"

"It's me! I need some time alone!" Says Aaron as I quietly chuckle on his shoulder.

"Oh~ Carry on! We know who's there~"

"Yeah right. Scram off now, idiots!" Aaron yells at them as we hear their hasty footsteps running away. I was glad this building was the tallest in the area.

Aaron looks back as I begin kissing him again.

He takes us to the blanket that's been spread by the wind and lays me down, adjusting the sides.

"You ready, my queen?"

"Yes, my king. Devour me for the entire night." I say to him. He kisses me again. He takes my hands and directs them to play with his cock. I do as he says, allowing my hands to dive into his cotton pants and play with his growing boner.

"Fuck, I want a taste." I moan. He was marking my body, suckling like a child on my nips. I enjoy his touch while he thrusted occasionally in my hand.

We change positions, I push him down on the blanket. Now I was the one on top of his tall body. My hips reached his pelvis as we grind on each other pleasurably.

He puts an arm below his head as I begin to go southwards. I do the same as he did, I pleasure his nipples as he twists and turns with pleasure. I loved his reaction. I want more.

He watches as I remove his clothes all in one pull. He was as carefree and aroused when he was semi-drunk. Our eyes break contact when I stare at his long and thick shaft. I hold his shaft in my hand, pumping it a few times.

"Ah, fuck..." his breathy moan encourages me. His other hand goes to my head as he gently pushes my mouth to take his length in. I shake his hand off my head, smirking at him. He smirks back, I take my shot.

My tongue draws a long strip over his shaft from his balls to the tip. His chest was rising up and down, he was breathing very deeply.

"Fuck, Ravine. You're so hot for this." He moans. I know it already. It's just that I love his cock and his moans too much on a selfish level.

My tongue licks his shaft all over his length. He was fighting the urge to push my head down to take his length into my mouth already. But he knows I'll grow irritated and the sex won't be good after.

I play with his tip. For a few long minutes. I know he was growing impatient, but that was my intention from before. Now, what I don't know is the type of punishment that is being processed for me in his head. I hope it isn't anything worse.

I don't wanna be limping around in the house anymore. One experience of it was more than enough.

"Kitten, don't make me repeat myself. Stop teasing. This is your first and last warning, baby doll." He uses his Sex God voice again. I almost go deaf at his words.

"That's it." Suddenly, he rises and catches ahold of me by my arms. He spins us around as I land quickly on my back.

He's already taken away most of my clothing from before. What remained was a thin satin underwear.

"Ah... Ah..." I moan when he suddenly starts sliding inside me thrust by thrust. He was handling his own dick as the last thrust he made sure he was balls deep inside me.

The sudden stretch of my walls almost made me scream in pleasure.

He, the one I deem as a torture machine, covers up my mouth. I look at him with shocked wide eyes.

"You asked for it, sweetness." He says, kissing his own hand that covered my mouth.

He begins thrusting into me like an animal.

My screams came out muffled and my limbs were flailing around in pleasure. He was hitting all the right spots inside me. I was squinting and cumming a lot more times than usual. Maybe because he pressed me down completely and was drilling into me like that.

I was able to scream freely, just not too loud because his hand was blocking the sounds escaping my mouth.

The waterworks of pleasure begin to appear in my eyes as I blink them away. I keep staring at the dominant man over me and watch as he was fully engrossed into destroying my pussy tonight.

I loved it. I loved being dominated by him more than anything.

I look above him and try less to resist him. I let him fuck me through that. I was distracted by the stars.

He notices that, he removes his hand.

"Aw, my baby girl. Did I make you cry?" He asks, now beginning the real torture.

"Yes..." I mutter softly with the dry throat I had. I gulp my saliva and see it heal my dried up throat.

He wipes his hand that was coated in my saliva and kisses my neck.

"I'm sorry, baby girl. Daddy is sorry. I won't ever go rough on you again—"

"What are you talking about?" He falls into the perception that I didn't like it and was crying out of pain. Perhaps pain was a little present when he was ravaging me, but I took the pleasure more that overdid the amount of pain.

"I don't want you to apologize, because I'm loving it. Just not for too long. Nor this." I say, mentioning the torture thrust method of his. He look up again at me and shakes his head.

"Only this method from now on if you make me mad. Understood?" Says her as I pull him into a kiss.

Then, he stays inside me for a while as we were there, under the moonlight and just hugging each other and nothing more. I lustfully move my hips to gain some friction as he clicks his tongue.

"Stop. I'm trying to be romantic." He says. I laugh out loud.

"Romantic while you just made me cry out of pleasure? You're a beast, Aaron. A monster."

"Preferably, God of sex, Ravine. God. Of. Sex." I roll my eyes as he emphasizes the word with each thrust.

"Fuck yeah..." I moan, just to make him realise I need more of the friction to function.

"Talk to me. I'm bored as hell." Says the man. I believe he is now sober. He doesn't reek of alcohol that strong and his eyes weren't droopy. I hold his face in my hands, kissing the tip of his nose.

"The better you fuck me, the better I'll start telling you a story." Says I, confidently.

"Don't step back on your words now." I knew what was coming, I wanted this.

He closes my mouth again, fucking my hole and drilling the shit out of me.

My body was jerking along with his thrusts. He was amused by my chest moving up and down with his powerful movements.

"You like it, huh? My beautiful slut." He shows affection in many ways. I like it how he likes to crush my body below him, just for a couple of seconds before he rose up on his limbs again.

"Ugh, for fuck's sake! Put me in doggy!" I whisper yell at him. He raises an eyebrow.

"You'd want that? You'll scream and let the whole village know I'm fucking my girlfriend." Says Aaron as I make a pouty face.

"I won't. Give me your shirt." Saying, I wrap his shirt around my mouth as he laughs looking at me.

"Whaf!?"

"Nothing. You're just so adorable! But I'm going to fuck every inch of that adorableness out of you. On your fours." He says, his mood changing quicker than the speed of light. He smacks my ass hard and rough. I couldn't help but yelp into his shirt.

"Fuck you." I meant to say, but the words came muffled.

Soon, I could feel his tip entering me again. He aligns me, his hands are on my hips.

Quickly, he picks up his pace as my back begun to hit the ground. He was too powerful. To keep up with his pace and power, I spread my legs for better support and thrust my body back along with his rhythm.

My face scrunched up in pleasure. He could moan freely, but I admit he was being watchful. We didn't want trouble. We also didn't want to miss this golden hour of a first experience.

The moon was really beautiful.

Soon, he cums all inside me as he amuses over his own load slowly dripping out of my warm hole.

He continues to play with it with his dick, I let him have his fun.

"Goddammit. I'm so easily entertained." Says he. I couldn't agree more.

"Men are always easily entertained. Easy to gain the fuck-ticket too." I say as he takes slight offense.

I get dressed up, he too dresses up.

Folding the blanket over so our gross stuff was covered up, he lays on it.

*pat pat*

He pats his arm that he extends.

As soon as I landed tiredly on his arm, he pulls me into a side hug, cuddling me.

"Aw, you're such a baby Aaron."

"I'm your baby." He nuzzles into my neck as I held his face.