Stretches of the Heart

Havermouth, Present Time

Heath stripped to his skin before dragging one of the armchairs nearer to the cross. He returned and scooped Aislen out of her seat. She laughed and wrapped her arms around his neck, enjoying the feel of his naked body against hers. He sat into the armchair with her on his lap, spreading her legs so that his c-ck pressed between the v of hers.

“Oh, look,” she purred stroking her fingers in a circle over the smooth skin of the head. “I have my very own c-ck now.” His c-ck was hot and throbbing with his arousal and jerked beneath her touch.

“I’ll let you borrow it anytime that you like,” he wrapped his arms around her, leaning her back against his chest.

She turned her face to press her lips against his cleanly-shaven cheek, breathing in the scent of his expensive aftershave. “You’re so pretty,” she told him. “And smell so nice.”

His chest shook as he laughed, and he bowed his head to kiss her collar bone. “The view from here is very nice, too,” he stroked his h