The fairy lights above us twinkled like tiny stars, casting soft golden flecks across Aeri's skin as she lay back on the little round table. Her white dress was bunched up around her waist, her legs spread wide, heels still on, the straps glinting faintly in the light. The air smelled like melted chocolate, fresh grass, and her—warm, sweet, and completely intoxicating. My hands rested on her thighs, fingers digging gently into her soft skin as I nuzzled against her panties, breathing her in deep.
"Ahmm… I love your smell so much, Aeri," I murmured, lips brushing the damp cotton, kissing her through the fabric like I couldn't get close enough.
"Ahhm…" Aeri gasped, her fingers tightening in my hair. "I know you do, Ezra," she whispered, her voice shaky but warm, a soft laugh slipping out.
