Chapter 26 #2
I didn’t expect him to teach me a lesson here at the safe house, where his friends could walk in at any moment. I peek past Aiden, wondering if any of his captives are close by. What if they hear what we’re doing?
Fuck it. I don’t care. All I want is another round of his praises and for me to make him feel good. I want to know what he means to make a man fall to his knees and beg, and I’m willing to find out because I’ve become addicted to the sounds he makes when he’s turned on.
I sink onto the pillow and tilt my head back.
“I want you to keep your eyes on me the whole time.” He inches forward until the tip of his cock brushes my lips. “Watch my expressions, then go off of them to learn what I like.”
“What do you like?”
He grins and threads his fingers through my hair at the top of my head. “I challenge you to find out for yourself.”
My gaze drops to his dick. His hand pumps the shaft, hiding the tattoo underneath. I’m dying to know what it says. And why he’d get inked somewhere so sensitive. Every upward stroke pulls the extra skin over the head, swaying his heavy ball sack.
Aiden tsks and pulls my hair, forcing me to look up at his face again. “That’s my girl. Since this is your first time, I want you to lick the head. Explore me and get used to the taste because you’ll be getting a lot more of it soon.”
I stick my tongue out and swipe it over the tip, lapping at the bead of pre-cum welling out of the hole. Aiden’s fingers clench in my hair, and he widens his stance. I keep my gaze focused on his face, watching him as I swirl my tongue around the head before wrapping my lips on him and sucking.
He sucks in a breath and clenches his jaw. “That’s so fucking good. Now take more of me into your mouth.”
Heat pools between my legs, and I moan as my clit throbs like a heartbeat. I widen my jaw and lean forward, taking more of him into my mouth. The head hits the back of my throat, and I gag.
Tears sting my eyes, and I pant through my nose, holding back from retching on him. I check his expression, ensuring he’s not grossed out or disappointed that I’m reacting this way.
“Fuck.” Aiden’s eyes roll back, and he drops his hand from his shaft. “That’s it, baby. Keep choking on it.”
I grab his hips, still embarrassed about the saliva pooling out of my mouth.
Aiden drops his head to look down at me and starts to pull out. I glare and follow him, refusing to let him get away.
He stops and smiles. “It’s okay. We’re in no rush.”
Hollowing my cheeks, I create suction on his length.
Aiden’s nostrils flare, and he swipes his thumb under my eyes, catching the tears before they reach my aching jaw. “Keep doing exactly that and breathe through your nose.”
I don’t think he realizes how hard it is to breathe with a large cock in your mouth. After an embarrassing amount of time, I figure out the best way to suck and breathe without feeling like I’ll choke.
“There we go,” he coos as he fists my hair. “Now, you’re gonna switch between using your tongue and sucking. Remember to watch my reactions.”
I lean back on my heels and release his cock from my mouth with a pop. “What about making you beg?”
Aiden huffs out a laugh and covers his mouth with a tattooed hand. “You really wanna make me beg?”
I nod.
“God help me,” he mumbles. He drops his hand and shakes his head in exasperation. “Get me close to coming. Stop for a few seconds, then go back to sucking and working me toward that orgasm. You do it all over again for however long you want. That will make any man beg.”
A thrill buzzes beneath my skin at the prospect of making this man beg me to let him come. Aiden must see the determination in my expression, because he groans.
“I’m so fucked.” He nudges the tip of his cock against my mouth. “Go ahead, baby. Torture me with that pretty mouth of yours.”
I flash him a grin before wrapping my lips around the head, swirling my tongue around it and his shaft as I take more of him into my mouth. The tip bumps against the back of my throat. No amount of mentally preparing myself prevents me from gagging as he reaches my limits.
“Fuck yes,” he breathes. “God, you feel so good. Stroke the rest of me. Just like that.”
I pump his thick shaft and alternate between sucking and licking. His eyes roll back every time I squeeze my throat muscles around the head.
Jackpot.
Aiden whimpers, and his hips jump, as if he’s holding back from taking over and fucking my face. He bares his teeth and groans as I cup his balls, gently playing with them and testing their weight in my palm.
“Fuck,” he whimpers. He looks down at me with pleading eyes. “Fuck. I’m gonna come.”
His cock throbs, and right before he goes over the edge, I yank him out of my mouth and kiss the tip. I pant and lick my swollen lips, watching his face for signs that his orgasm is fading. His unfocused gaze clears, and he dips his chin in a subtle nod.
I take him back into my mouth, working him back to the edge and watching his face. Aiden’s breath hisses through his teeth, and his hold on my hair pinches my scalp.
His dick throbs, and a drop of salty liquid smears against my tongue as I bob my head on him.
“Nova,” he whines.
I hold still, peering up at him through my eyelashes. Aiden’s dark eyebrows bunch together as he squeezes his eyes shut, and he whimpers.
Those sounds . . . I’ll never forget them. While I’m on my deathbed, replaying everything good in my life, it will be Aiden’s whimpers that will be the first and last things I think about.
His breathing returns to normal, his fingers loosening in my hair.
I squeeze my throat on him and suck. His knees buckle, and he catches himself before falling. He holds onto my hair with both hands but never takes control. I know he could if he really wanted to, yet he restrains himself for me, allowing me this moment to get what I want.
“Nova, please,” he whimpers. “Let me come.”
I stop moving and peek at him, batting my eyelashes and curling my lips into an innocent smile. The smile doesn’t work out like what I wanted, but his scowl is what I aimed for. It’s like he’s throwing a tantrum for not getting what he wants, and it’s amusing.
His nostrils flare, and he clenches his jaw. “You’re such a naughty little sister.”
My stomach dips, and my already wet panties become soaked.
Oh fuck.
Aiden smirks, knowing full well what he did and how I reacted to it.
Narrowing my eyes, I stroke his shaft and suck his cock with vigor. His eyelashes flutter before his eyes roll back. Aiden’s chest rises and falls rapidly, and he lets out a deep groan that vibrates straight to my core.
“Goddamn,” he breathes. He thrusts his hips, ramming his cock deeper. “Please, Nova. Don’t stop.”
I lean back and shove his hips away from my face with a laugh. “My jaw is hurting now. Maybe later.”
Aiden’s eyes snap open and he drops his gaze to my face, watching me as I stand. I wobble while gaining my balance, the feeling coming back to my legs after being on my knees for so long.
“You don’t mean that,” he says. He reaches for me.
I step back and blow him a kiss. “I’ve gotta go. So much to do in such a short time. But you enjoy that smoothie, big brother.”
“Nova!” Aiden growls.
I giggle and fling the front door open, then dash outside and freeze at the large figure leaning against the deck’s banister. Jaxon’s dark gaze slips to me, and the corner of his lip kicks up into a smirk. He flicks his finished cigarette into the yard and straightens.
Swallowing hard, I ease to the side as he strides past me. The door clicks shut behind him, and I listen for yelling or accusations. But it’s dead silent.
I glance at the empty spot Jaxon occupied. Three crushed cigarette butts, two of them with a thin string of smoke curling from one end, lie on the banister.
Rushing down the steps, I grab my phone and send a text to Aiden. I don’t know how much they share or if this is something to be concerned about, but I’ll feel better giving him the heads-up.
Jaxon knows.