Chapter 30 #3
“Far be it from me to deprive you,” she said, looking over her shoulder.
His hands snaked around her chest to cup her breasts again, rolling her nipples between his fingers.
She was grateful she wasn’t responsible for making sure she remained upright.
Her knees may as well have been made of jelly.
He kissed a line down her spine as he bent her over.
She felt her feet leave the floor, and she flailed her arms out for a second before they snapped back to rest against her thighs.
When she tried to move them, she felt resistance.
“Color?” Aiden asked against her skin as he kissed back up her spine and nipped her earlobe.
“Green,” she gasped. His mouth was driving her to the edge of insanity, licking, nipping, blowing air against her wet flesh and making it pebble. She clenched her thighs together.
Aiden traced his hands down her back and cupped her ass before spreading her thighs apart.
She thought her heart would beat out of her chest as he took his time, tracing his fingers up and down her legs. She felt his breath on her damp thighs and shuddered at the promise of his mouth on her.
“I have to taste you,” he said as though he’d read her mind.
He peppered featherlight kisses up her thighs, and she wriggled against him, needing his mouth on her.
When he flicked his tongue along her slit, Evelyn bucked in the air, crying out as pleasure shot through her body.
Desperate for more, she ground her hips back against his face as her started laving her clit in tight circles.
His hands found hers, and she held them captive against her thighs as she squirmed.
Aiden brought her to the brink of orgasm again before withdrawing his tongue and freeing his hands from her grip. She would have called him a tease again if she hadn’t had an unobstructed view of his rock hard cock in his dresser mirror. He was suffering worse than she was.
He lowered her body to be level with his hips and dragged the head of his cock over her dripping slit, making her moan.
She pushed back, needing to feel him inside her again.
All his teasing had driven her to the point of madness.
He was covered in her wetness by the time he finally pushed into her, an inch at a time, until he was fully sheathed in her and she was trembling around him.
Desperate for more, Evelyn flexed her hips.
He stilled, his hands roaming her body, caressing her breasts and teasing her clit until she was a flailing mess beneath him.
“Please,” she chanted. “Please, please, please.”
He kissed her neck, and she shuddered around him.
“Please what, dollface?”
“Fuck me,” she said. Dignity was a foreign concept. The only thing she knew for certain anymore was that she would die if he didn’t start moving.
He slowly pumped his hips back and withdrew until he was nearly entirely out of her pussy. Then he reentered her again just as slowly, delicious maddening torture. Just enough sweet friction to make her whimper with need.
“Like this? Is this what you want, Evelyn?”
“More. Harder. Faster.”
He increased the pace a fraction, fucking her with long, languid strokes, like he had all the time in the world.
Evil, evil man. She bucked against him, trying to force him to pick up his pace, but he held her hips still.
He increased his pace a fraction, but Evelyn needed to feel him lose control the way he’d already obliterated hers.
“Fuck me, own me, wreck me.”
Her words finally snapped the iron grip on his control, and he slammed into her in an uncontrolled haze of lust, his movements finally meeting the frantic pace Evelyn craved.
His hands covered hers on her thighs, and he interlaced their fingers.
Each stroke hit her G-spot, and Evelyn lost count of the number of times her pussy clenched around him, her toes curled, she screamed into the quiet of the soundproofed room.
She lost count of how many times Aiden told her her ass was perfection, that the last thing he wanted to feel before he died was her coming on his cock, that she came so prettily for him, that she took his cock so well.
Evelyn was near incoherent with pleasure by the time she felt his fingers tighten around her own, his pace beginning to falter.
“One more, dollface. Come for me one more time,” he panted against her skin.
His hand slid over her hip, under their bodies, to brush against her swollen clit.
She trembled as his fingers found that spot and resumed the motion that had sent her over the edge so many times.
He had ruthlessly noted every movement of his that had made her moan, every caress that made her twitch, every sigh borne of his lips on her skin, and cataloged them to use to their most staggering effect.
Again, Evelyn felt herself clench around Aiden’s cock, her body tumbling as pleasure radiated from her core down to her toes, through her chest. He let out a feral growl before his body stiffened and jerked, and he came.
She was upright and in his arms again before she knew what was happening, being wiped down with soft, cool cloths and tucked into his bed. She nuzzled under Aiden’s arm and slept.