27. Gilli #2
He lets me move on him, the two of us finding a rhythm that works for us both. I grind down into his mouth, the glide of his tongue lifting me to greater heights. It’s agony and it’s bliss and his mouth seems to know how to eat me.
There’s no comparison between him and Soren. They have their own unique styles. And right now, with Aiden, he’s the only one.
I need more .
I need him to fill me. But I send myself forward on his cock and push him into my throat until tears leak from my eyes.
“If you keep doing that, I won’t last,” Aiden grunts.
He sounds close.
Drool runs from the corners of my mouth and he can’t see my smile but it’s there as I suck him and increase the pressure bit by bit. He circles my clit with his tongue, slowly at first, then faster. Much faster. Flicking and sucking and…
My orgasm is close, building, ready to?—
It crashes down on me and I shatter, heat spiraling through every piece of my being. And Aiden is laughing as I shudder, forcing myself lower on his erection until I gag.
“You’re so sweet, sucking me like a good girl. But you’re not the type who wants praise, are you?” he asks. “You know your skill. Now it’s time to show you mine. ”
Then he’s grabbing at me, turning me around and making me scramble to face him. I don’t want to hold back. Not as he grabs my hips, angling me over him, and notching his cock at my entrance.
“I can’t be slow for you. Not this time.”
It doesn’t matter. “Sweet talk,” I murmur.
“Not as sweet as you taste.”
My hands flatten on his chest. I lift enough to give him room to work and then he’s pushing inside. My nails dig into his shoulders as he fills me, arching his hips to pump his dick upward. I moan at the sensation of being stuffed slowly and completely.
“You feel so goddamn good.” Aiden pauses, sucking air in through his nose. “Warm and wet and right .”
I close my eyes and ride him, working my hips in circles to bring him deeper. My stomach dips and I tip my head back, our bodies moving faster, his fingers digging into my hips, my ass.
This is perfect. This is just what I need. He is what I need, grinding and thrusting and licking and?—
His dick is slightly curved and hits a spot somewhere inside of me that makes me arch my back and moan.
“God, yes .”
“You like being fucked, don’t you?” His hands on my waist help guide me, lifting me up before thrusting again. Nice and deep and drawing a cry from me with every punishing pound. “You’re so ready for it. Fucked right. It has to be right.”
“I love it when you go deep,” I say.
I open my eyes to find him smiling at me and I roll my hips to meet him. My insides go liquid with every hard thrust.
His hand lifts over my stomach to between my tits and settles at my neck to squeeze lightly. “Keep going. Fuck me.”
There is something terribly sexy about being naked and having sex a man who still has his clothes on .
My nerves are ragged and firing under my skin. I grip his headboard and use it for leverage, scooting up to take the pressure off my knees. This angle sends him deeper yet and allows me to control my weight. I take everything he gives me and more, every slow drive into me, again and again.
Heat fills me and blood rushes in my ears.
Aiden groans, using me, gliding inside with his balls slapping my ass. His body tenses and his driving tempo goes erratic.
“Come,” I urge him. “Come inside my pussy. Please. I want to feel you.”
No condom. Maybe I’m an idiot. Maybe I’m mindless.
He grabs my braids and wrenches my head back, pounding into me repeatedly before he comes with a moan, spilling with his final thrust.
It’s hard to breathe and I almost collapse as he pounds through his pleasure. Then his arms are around me and he turns us on our sides, still looking at me.
His lips touch my forehead and the tip of my nose, plastering fluttery kisses everywhere. “I’ve wanted to do that since you got here.”
“You have?” I ask sleepily.
He mutters an assent and bends to take my breast in his mouth, working my nipple.
“You have no idea. It’s been hell trying to keep my hands off of you.
” He reaches between us to touch my sore pussy, dragging a finger through his cum dripping down the inside of my thigh.
“And this? Fuck. I can’t remember the last time I’ve blown inside a woman.
Yours is definitely the sweetest pussy I’ve had. ”
I quirk a smile. “You're a good man, Aiden.”
His gaze shutters. “I’m not a good man. That wasn’t the kind of comment a good man makes.”
“Hey.” I reach for him before he has a chance to shut down. “Don’t do that. You’ll ruin the moment.” I cup his face. “Why don’t you like me telling you? ”
“Because it’s a lie. You have no idea what I’ve done and how I hate myself for it.”
Yeah, I get it. And I’m definitely not in a position to tell someone to snap out of it when the hatred is buried so deep. “I understand hating a part of yourself.”
“It’s not just the leg I hate.” He taps against his bum knee.
“Your past?” My brows knit as I frown at him. “You grew. You healed. You made amends. When are you going to stop punishing yourself for it?”
He forces a grin. “Maybe I’m a stickler for punishment. I’d much rather hurt myself than I would anyone else. You don’t know this, but I’ve got whips and chains in the dresser. Next round, I’ll want you to beat me blue.”
“You’ve gone in the complete opposite direction from where you were, then.” I sigh as he massages my breasts. “Which isn’t exactly healthy.”
He kisses one eyelid and then the other until I giggle. “This is pretty deep conversation for the late hour. Especially when the only thing I can think about is having you again.”
“You can’t possibly be ready to go a second time.” I sweep my tongue to the roof of my mouth at the thought, my body going liquid again. “We just finished.”
“Give me a few minutes to recover and then yeah, I will. You have no idea how much stamina I have when it comes to you, Gilli.”
This is what I was missing.
Having sex with Soren was tense and passionate, which I also craved. But with Aiden, the sex is tempered with a lightheartedness. We enjoy each other.
And the kisses flutter inside me like silent wishes.
“I understand having stamina, too.” My throat tightens. “I’ve been working hard to get where I need to be,” I admit. “It feels like I was on the right track before everything got derailed. ”
Aiden’s yawn ruffles my hair as his body curls around me. “We’ll get you back on track, baby. Trust me. Everything is going to be fine. We’ll make sure your hard work pays off.”
“Not gonna try to stop me from doing my shows?”
“Hell no. You want to play with that sweet bare pussy for money, you show it off. You deserve to be proud. It’s fantastic.”
But what if where I thought I wanted to be isn’t where I want to be now ? What if the path forked somewhere along the line and the cozy future I’ve always pictured for myself isn’t where I want to head anymore?
I say none of those things to Aiden, though. Getting philosophical will ruin the moment.
He kisses my temple and I settle back into him. I’m almost asleep when Aiden starts massaging me. He grinds his knuckles into the knot in my hip before drawing my leg over him and notching at my entrance. He slips inside with a sigh, his cock hard.
I’m ready for him.
Ready to be fucked stupid in this position that lets him watch me through every thrust. We go one more time. I come twice more. I’m slipping down from my climax and the door to the bedroom opens.
My lungs clench. Is this the ax swinging across my throat?
“Buddy? You want something?” Aiden sounds normal, unrattled.
Soren says nothing as he crosses the room, settling on the edge of the bed.
I wait for him to speak or, more likely, to shout at us for what we’re doing.
It’s the surprise of my life when he pulls back the sheets and settles on his side, scooting back until his ass presses to my front, molding against me perfectly.
I wrap my arm around him on instinct, my hand on his abdomen.
He…doesn’t want to yell. Or fuck ?
He’s here to sleep. We snuggle together with me in the middle, warm and sated. Finished, Aiden pulls out of me and settles.
My heart flattens into a steady rhythm. This is the kind of thing people work toward all their life. How can I ever go back now?