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Keiran opened the bedroom door, exhaustion etched on his face. But the sight that greeted him in the bedroom made his weariness vanish in an instant. Iris lay naked on the bed, resting on her belly, her cute, bubbly butt on full display as she watched her favorite show.
“Well, well, what do we have here?” Keiran raised an eyebrow, a grin spreading across his face.
Iris looked over her shoulder at him, her brown hair cascading down her back. “Oh, hey babe! Just catching up on some Netflix. You don’t mind, do you?”
“Mind? With a view like this? Not at all.” Keiran’s eyes roamed hungrily over Iris’s naked body as he started unbuttoning his shirt.
Iris giggled, wiggling her butt playfully. “I see someone’s happy to be home.”
Keiran tossed his shirt aside, reaching for his belt buckle. “You have no idea. Work was hell today. But coming home to this… it makes it all worth it.”
Iris pouted sympathetically. “Aww, poor baby. Did you miss me?”
“Every second.” Keiran’s pants dropped to the floor.
Keiran crawled onto the bed, his growing erection straining against his boxers. Settling himself on top of Iris, his groin pressing against her soft butt. He sighed contentedly, feeling some of the tension from the day easing out of him.
Iris wiggled her hips, feeling his hardness. “Mmm, that feels nice.”
“Sure does.” Keiran reached out, running his fingers through her silky brown hair. “This is exactly what I needed.”
They lay like that for a while, watching the flickering images on the TV screen. Keiran’s hands roamed lazily over Iris’s naked back and thighs, just enjoying the closeness.
“So how was your day, babe?” Iris asked after a few minutes.
Keiran sighed. “Long. Boring. Full of stupid meetings. The usual.”
“Aww, I’m sorry. That sounds rough,” Iris sympathized.
Iris squirmed underneath him, making his erection twitch. “Well, I am happy you’re here now.”
They fell silent for a few minutes, but Keiran could tell Iris’s mind was working. She kept fidgeting and squirming, rubbing herself against him.
Finally, she looked back at him coyly through lowered lashes. “So… Are you planning to use that thing?”
Keiran raised an eyebrow, playing dumb. “Use what?”
Iris rolled her eyes. “Don’t play coy. You know what I mean.” She reached back, palming his erection through his boxers. “This!”
Keiran hissed, bucking into her touch. ” Someone’s feeling frisky today… “
“You could say that,” Iris purred. “You’ve got me all worked up, rubbing against me like that. It’s not fair to tease a girl like this, you know.”
“And what if I want to tease you?” Keiran thrust against her ass, making her gasp. “Maybe I like you all worked up.”
She started to squirm out from under him, but Keiran quickly grabbed her hips, pinning her in place. “Not so fast. You’re the one who started this.”
Iris relaxed back against the bed, satisfied. “Mmmm, I thought that might get your attention.”
Keiran shook his head, amusement warring on his face. “You’re incorrigible, you know that?”
“I do my best. Now, are you gonna take care of this, or do I have to take care of it myself?”
Keiran groaned, the mental image of her words conjured up making his cock twitch. “Don’t tempt me. I might just make you do that, naughty girl.”
Iris smirked. “Promises, promises.” She wiggled her hips, making his erection slide between her cheeks.
Keiran growled, his restraint snapping. In one swift motion, he tugged his boxers down, freeing his aching shaft.
Keiran’s eyes roamed hungrily over the rounded curves of Iris’s buttocks one last time. He couldn’t resist giving one cheek a light smack, enjoying the way it jiggled.
Iris yelped, glaring at him over her shoulder. “Hey! What was that for?”
“For being such a tease,” Keiran growled. He palmed his erection, giving it a few lazy strokes as he admired the view before him. Iris’s thighs still trembled slightly, her pussy glistening with arousal.
She watched him touch himself, biting her lip. “Enough teasing. I need you inside me. Now.”
Keiran was more than happy to oblige. He pressed the head of his cock against her entrance, before thrusting forward, sinking into her slick heat with a groan.
Iris gasped, fisting the sheets as she held herself in place, as he pressed against the resistance of her young pussy giving in to him. “Yes, that’s it… Hmmm.”
Keiran started moving, his hips waving back and forth in a slow, sensual rhythm. He braced his weight on his elbows, pressing the length of his body against her back.
Keiran nuzzled his face into her hair, inhaling deeply. “You smell so good,” he murmured. “I could bury my face in your hair all day.”
Iris shivered, his warm breath tickling her ear. “I love the way you smell too,” she breathed, turning her head. “Especially after a long day at work. It’s so… manly.”
Kissing him hard, Iris clenched around him, making him hiss.
“Fuck, Iris…,” Keiran panted.
Iris giggled, working her inner muscles around his thick cock again. “You like that? When I squeeze you like that?”
Keiran clenched his jaw, unable to speak, as he fought to hold back his impending orgasm. Focusing on the sensations surrounding him the softness of Iris’s hair tickling his cheek, the heat of her body against his, the tight clench of her pussy around his cock.
With a muffled groan, Keiran buried his face in her hair and came, his cock twitching as he emptied himself deep inside her. He pressed a soft kiss to her cheek before collapsing onto her fully.
They lay like that for a while, basking in the afterglow. Keiran’s length, still buried inside her wet cove, slowly softened as they kissed to the rolling credits.
