Chapter 167 love you, so I want to keep your name on me forever
Aaron hovered above me, lifting my legs over his shoulders. He thrust his waist forward to push his c*ck into me while turning his head to kiss the tattoo on my ankle. “Babe, what made you get a tattoo?”
My arms hung around his neck, and I could only find the time to say a few words as he pressed into me. “Oh… I just like them.”
“Who do you like?” His eyes were trained on me like a hawk, and he was thrusting hard into me.
I was so enthralled by the pleasure that I was a bit out of it. I could only automatically answer, “Because it’s for Aaron, and the only person I love is Aaron.”
He was satisfied with my answer and his movements slowed down slightly. But it wasn’t long before he resumed the fierce pace. “Why didn’t you call me first? I thought that you…”
I opened my eyes to see his handsome face above me, with his lips curved slightly downwards. He looked a bit insecure.
It was hard to think straight in this state, and I pinched myself to keep myself grounded. “What, is there something wrong?”
“Nothing.” He gave me a peck on the lips before continuing. “Why didn’t you ask me to join you?”
After Aaron was done with me last night, the food that I ate was thoroughly digested. When I woke up in the morning, Aaron was still asleep, and I didn’t want to interrupt his rest. But I didn’t tell Aaron that; instead, I lifted my head so my lips were right next to his ear and whispered, “Because I wanted to surprise you. Do you like it?”
He didn’t say anything and instead showed me with his body how much he liked the tattoo.
Aaron was more enthusiastic than ever. It was like we were completely connected for the first time. Our souls
finally done over two hours
a muscle, but Aaron didn’t feel the same. He carried me to
I knew that Aaron would take care
Aaron had been this attentive to other women before, but he probably hadn’t. When he first started cleaning me like this, his movements
But now…
of body wash on his
my arms as Aaron squatted to apply the soap to my body. He ran his hands up and down before finally coming back
I was about
than me. He raised my ankle with precision, and earnestly
bit uncomfortable as he continued to hold my ankle in place and kiss the tattoo. Then, he asked me h*arsely, “What does the
at the tattoo as well, a bit
hands clasped my ankle firmly as he stared at me with
for him. I stammered, not wanting to give him what he wanted. “Um…
tub, but now he was embracing me tightly from behind. The feeling of our two naked bodies against each other in
let you go if you tell me the truth.” His d*ck was hard again, and it was pressed against my a*s. He
bit afraid that Aaron would lose control again, and if that happened, I
you to say it.” His voice softened again and he kissed