Chapter 8 - Your Mother is My Woman [R18]

Aric sat on his bed, watching Ulsa with a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. He could sense her desire, feel it radiating off of her in waves. It pleased him to know that he had this effect on her, that he could make this beautiful woman so desperate for him.

"Come here," he said softly, beckoning to her with one hand.

Ulsa crossed the room quickly and climbed onto the bed beside him. Her heart raced as she felt his eyes roaming over her body, taking in every inch of exposed skin. She wore a simple white nightgown, its thin fabric doing little to hide the contours of her ample curves.

"You're so beautiful," Aric murmured, reaching out to run a finger lightly down Ulsa's cheek.

She shivered at his touch, leaning into it slightly. The simplest caress from him sent shivers of pleasure coursing through her body.

Aric's hand continued its descent down Ulsa's neck and across her collarbone until it came to rest on one full breast. He squeezed gently through the fabric of her nightgown before sliding his hand inside and cupping it fully.

Ulsa let out a soft moan, her head falling back in ecstasy. She had never felt anything like this before. Her husband had always been so cold and distant, showing little interest in her physically. But Aric… he made her feel alive, desirable, wanted.

Aric's other hand moved to Ulsa's thigh, his fingers trailing lightly along the soft skin. He slowly inched his hand higher and higher until he reached the hem of her nightgown. With a quick flick of his wrist, he pulled the fabric up and over her head, leaving her completely exposed before him.

Ulsa gasped as she felt the cool air wash over her naked body. She blushed under Aric's intense gaze, suddenly self-conscious about every flaw and imperfection that he might see.

But Aric only smiled at her, his eyes filled with adoration and desire. He reached out to trace a finger along the curve of Ulsa's hip before pulling her close for a searing kiss.

Their lips met in a fiery dance of passion as their tongues entwined hungrily. Ulsa sighed into the kiss, melting into Aric's embrace as all thoughts fled from her mind except for one – how much she wanted him.

Aric's hands roamed freely over Ulsa's body now, exploring every inch of smooth skin and full curves. He kneaded her breasts roughly, making her moan with pleasure as sparks of electricity shot through her body.

His lips left hers to trail a path down her neck and across one shoulder. He kissed every inch of exposed flesh before taking one hard nipple into his mouth and sucking on it greedily.

Ulsa arched her back in response, offering herself fully to Aric's touch. A low whimper escaped from deep within her throat as she felt the delicious sensation of his tongue swirling around the sensitive peak of flesh.

Aric continued to lavish attention on Ulsa's breasts, his hands and mouth working in perfect unison to bring her the maximum amount of pleasure. His fingers danced lightly across her skin, sending shivers down her spine with every touch.

Ulsa's hand snaked its way down between them, tracing a path along Aric's thigh before finally wrapping around his hard length. She moaned as she felt him throb in her hand, his desire for her so evident that it was impossible to ignore.

Aric groaned at the feel of Ulsa's soft hand wrapped around him, stroking him slowly and teasingly. He wanted nothing more than to bury himself deep within her and claim her as his own.

But he forced himself to hold back for a moment longer, wanting to savor this delicious torture. He kissed his way down Ulsa's body, leaving a trail of fire in his wake as he made his way to the apex of her thighs.

He spread Ulsa's legs wide open and buried his face between them, breathing in deeply the intoxicating scent of her arousal. Then he ran his tongue along the length of her slit, parting the folds with each languid stroke.

Ulsa cried out in pleasure as she felt Aric's tongue exploring every inch of her most intimate flesh. He licked and sucked at the sensitive nub of nerves at the top of her sex until she was writhing beneath him in ecstasy.

"Oh god… Aric… yes… please…" she moaned, unable to form a coherent thought as wave after wave of pleasure washed over her.

Aric continued to feast on Ulsa's pussy like a man starved, lapping up every drop of her sweet juices with an insatiable hunger. Her taste filled his senses completely, driving him wild with lust and need.

Their debauchery continued throughout the night, only ending at dawn.

Aric lay on the bed with Ulsa using his chest as a pillow. The room was dimly lit by the first light of morning creeping through the curtains, casting soft shadows on their entwined bodies.

He was ecstatic, relishing the memories of the night before. Every touch, every whisper, every laugh echoed in his mind, leaving him with a lingering sense of euphoria.

Ulsa's steady breathing and warmth against him felt like a soothing balm, a perfect contrast to the wild abandon they had shared.

As he gently stroked her hair, he couldn't help but smile. The night had been a whirlwind of passion and connection, and now, in the calm of the morning, he felt an unexpected peace. He glanced at Ulsa, her face serene in sleep, and wondered what the day would bring.