Chapter 45 #2
“Clever boy,” she said, and finally dragged her tongue along his cock, reveling when he hissed.
She circled the tip before enveloping the crown in her mouth, his moan going straight to her center.
As her hands snaked around to grasp his ass, she brought her mouth all the way down on him in one fluid motion.
Aiden moaned, and his hands fisted in her hair.
His hips flexed, and his breathing grew ragged.
She drew him out of her mouth, withdrawing his cock with an obscene pop, then moved her head to the side to lick a slow trail up his length when her body rose from the floor.
Before she knew it, she was eye level with Aiden.
“I was in the middle of something,” she said with a pout.
“As talented as your mouth is, dollface, I need to be buried deep inside you.” His eyes were shining with a feral glint as he backed her against the wall of the shower. “I need to hear you screaming when you come. Hard to hear that with my cock down your throat.”
“You make a compelling argument.”
The cool tile pressed against her feverish skin, her body suspended high on the wall.
His hand wrapped around her throat and gently squeezed.
Evelyn felt the flush rising in her chest as her core clenched and desire flooded her.
His grip was so gentle, so deliberate, reverent possession.
She went to wrap her arms around his neck, but he shook his head.
“Hands above your head, dollface. Feet flat to the wall. Can you do that for me?” He nipped her earlobe. “Can you be my perfect little fuck doll?”
Evelyn moaned at the image he created and pressed her hands to the cool tile on either side of her head.
She spent so much of her life under strict control, abilities hidden under lock and key.
It was such a fucking delight to let go entirely.
She’d never trusted like this before, blindly, absolutely.
Aiden spread her thighs wide with his power, his hand staying around her throat, and dragged his mouth along her arm, nipping the underside of her biceps.
“Good girl,” he whispered into her ear, making her shudder.
His free hand trailed down her stomach, teasing a path to her core.
She held her breath, every ounce of focus on the trajectory of that hand.
When he finally reached her pussy and traced her lips with a featherlight touch, Evelyn moaned.
She flexed her hips, trying to increase the pressure of his touch.
“So eager, so wet.” He bit her neck. “Color?”
“Chartreuse.” She was sure she’d implode if he kept drawing this out. She ground against his hand. “Mint. Emerald. Fucking green.”
“Smart ass.” He reared his hand back and gave her pussy a swift slap. The sting of the contact made her flinch, sharp and swift and not enough to ease her aching core.
“You love it,” she choked out. The anticipation was driving her senseless. Every time Aiden drew out a motion, delayed a touch, the consuming desire that raged within her burned hotter.
Aiden just smirked at her, his fingers resuming his lazy exploration of her pussy, sweeping up and down her lips, and then finally circling her clit.
Evelyn moaned his name and ground against his touch, pleasure radiating through her as each swirl built delicious pressure in her center.
Evelyn’s thighs started to tremble, her breathing became more shallow, her chest flushed, and as she was about to break apart, he stopped.
Evil, evil man.
He drew his fingers through her slick arousal and plunged two of them inside her.
Evelyn gasped, the feeling of his fingers inside her joining his tongue was more than she could take.
Her legs started shaking again, toes curling off the tiles, as pleasure shot through her body and shattered her.
She felt Aiden’s hand on her throat start to squeeze, and she bucked off the wall, the possessive act sending a new jolt through her that made her fall apart all over again, her muscles convulsing around him.
“Such a good doll. So pretty when you come, baby.”
Evelyn’s arms were limp. She was very happy to be pinned against the wall by Aiden’s telekinesis, a sexy butterfly in a fucked up collection. A hazy thought occurred to her.
“Didn’t scream,” she said. Aiden removed his fingers from her pussy and fluttered them against her clit. Evelyn squirmed against the wall. “I thought you wanted me to scream for you?”
A feral grin broke out on Aiden’s face as his movements became more deliberate again. She writhed against the tile.
“Why yes, dollface. Yes, I do.” Aiden removed his hand from her pussy, and Evelyn felt the pout form on her face as Aiden chuckled. He flicked his tongue against her lower lip before he nipped at it.
“Greedy girl. Be patient.” He fisted his cock, and she drew in a shocked breath as he rubbed the crown along her dripping slit.
“If you insist,” she said. Her hips flexed. “It’s not one of my most sterling qualities.”
“Greed?” He teased her entrance, the head of his cock butting up against her just enough to make her groan. He grinned. “I think it’s quite charming how greedy you are for my cock, Evelyn.”
“Patience,” she whispered as he continued sliding over her slick folds. He was so close. So hard. She would die if this went on much longer. “Please, Aiden.”
“Please what, dollface?” He removed his hand from her throat and covered her neck in kisses. His free hand rose up to cover hers, pressing it still closer to the tile.
“Please, please, please,” she chanted. Her pride had vaporized.
Her limbs trembled against the shower wall, anticipation and desire amplifying every move he made.
He flicked his cock down her slit, soaking himself, before returning to his maddening circles, gentle sweeps against her clit that served only to drive her mad.
She’d start whimpering soon, dignity destroyed by his delicate, teasing grazes.
Fuck it. Beg.
“Please, please, please, for the love of all things, fuck me. I’m so empty, I will die if you don’t fill me up.” She couldn’t keep up the full sentences and reverted to a desperate chant of, “Please, please, please.”
“Poor Evelyn,” he whispered against her ear. “We can’t have that.” He lined himself up and entered her in a swift movement.
Evelyn’s head fell back as he finally gave her the fullness she’d craved, the sweet stretch of her walls as she took him in. Aiden found a fast, hard rhythm that had her body on the brink in an instant.
The “please, please, please” Evelyn had been chanting had changed to a chorus of “oh God, oh God, oh God” with a recurring bridge of “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” She was a mindless ball of pleasure, nothing existing outside of the walls of the shower, the water hitting her skin, the scent of Aiden in her nose, and the feel of his body slamming into hers.
“Pussy grips me so tight,” he growled into her ear. “So hot. Such a good girl, taking my cock in this shower. Perfect little fuck doll. I can feel that pussy starting to pulse. Scream for me, Evelyn. Scream while you come all over my cock.”
He bit down on that sensitive spot on her neck, and Evelyn felt herself come undone, white-hot bliss exploding across all her nerve endings. She screamed as she came, grinding out her pleasure against Aiden as he fucked her through her orgasm.
He wrapped her arms around his neck and urged her legs around his waist as he continued to pound her against the wall, chasing his own release.
His movements were losing their finely tuned precision, his hips jerking more erratically.
His mouth crashed against hers. When she clenched her inner muscles, he growled his climax, pumping into her in short, hard thrusts.
Evelyn opened her eyes as he broke the kiss, and the look in his took her breath away.
She’d expected desperate lust. What she found was possessive tenderness. Happiness flooded her chest. She tucked her head against the side of his neck and peppered it with little kisses as he got his breath back.
After a few minutes, his breathing normalized. He lowered her to the floor, making sure she was steady before turning around and grabbing her shampoo off the toiletry nook. He gestured for her to turn around. Smiling, she did, and let him wash her hair.
Aiden did a pretty good job with the conditioner, too.
“You were right,” she said, as he worked through her waves with the wide tooth comb.
“Hmm? I mean, yes, but about what?”
“You take very good care of your toys,” she said.
He laughed. “You say that now. Wait till I start nagging you to eat your vegetables.”
Though she wouldn’t admit it, she sort of couldn’t wait.
Evelyn felt a pang of regret as she remembered trying to run him off earlier.
This man saw exactly who she was and still barreled at her headlong.
He saw the devastation she could bring and wanted to feed her fucking vegetables.
He gazed at her with naked adoration, and her chest ached.
She didn’t know how to handle this sort of earnest affection.
She just smiled and rinsed out her hair.