The fairy lights strung around the ice-cream truck glowed like a hundred tiny fireflies, throwing soft golden halos across Aeri's bare skin. Every time I moved, the little bulbs swayed, making the shadows dance over her stomach, her thighs, the curve of her breasts.
The whole garden was empty, silent except for the creak of the small round table under Aeri's weight and the wet, rhythmic slap of my hips against her pussy.
"Ahh… Aeri…" I groaned, sinking in deep, slow, feeling every inch of her pussy wrap around my cock like she was made for this.
"Ahhh… yeah… Ezra…" she answered, voice high and breathy, eyes fluttering shut for a second before opening again to lock on mine
Her legs were spread wide, heels still on, the thin straps of her shoes glinting whenever the light caught them. Her thighs trembled around my hips, urging me closer.
I couldn't stop staring at her hair fanned out messy across the table, lips swollen from kissing, chest rising and falling fast.
