59. Aurora #2
I make sure I hold his stare, as I slip my fingers beneath the hem and slowly drag up his shirt, he only lifts his hands to help me discard it, before they drop back to the sink.
My fingers graze the deep v in his stomach, as I blindly unbuckle his jeans, shoving them down his legs with his boxers, before dropping to my knees and helping him step out of them.
My throat burns for another taste of him, and I lick my lips in anticipation, but before I can open my mouth, he grips my chin tightly between his fingers, shaking his head firmly. Dragging me back to my feet, he pulls me until our mouths are almost fused together.
“Next time you put your mouth on me, pretty girl, you will be choking on Griffin’s cock too,” he purrs, forcing his tongue past my lips and swallowing my gasp.
My hands reach up and curl around his neck, pulling him down so I can deepen the kiss, and he pushes up off the sink, groaning into my mouth.
His hands trail up and down my naked body, as if he is mapping it to memory.
When he reaches down to pick me up, I am already wrapping my legs around him, not pausing the kiss for a second, not even as he marches us into the shower and turns on the hot spray.
We just keep kissing, as if we’re making up for every single day since the first time we kissed, as he blindly reaches out and finds the shower wash.
Pressing me against the wall, he uses his weight to hold me up, still not separating our lips, as he pours the soap into his hands and starts roaming it over our bodies.
I am panting and moaning into his mouth by the time he rinses us off, my hand whacking against the shower, as I turn off the water and he walks us back out.
He doesn’t even bother stopping for any towels, walking us back to his bedroom with us both soaking wet, dropping down on the bed with me on top of him.
Only then does he rip his mouth from mine, breathing heavily, as his eyes roam over our slick bodies.
There is lust in his gaze, but something else too, something I recognize instantly, as my heart starts to beat even harder in my chest.
How many times was he first in this position without his consent?
I shift instantly, trying to get off, but his hands fly to my hips, keeping me in place, as he shakes his head rapidly.
“Don’t move, please,” he begs, squeezing me gently, before dropping his hands away and bringing them up to sign.
I’ve pictured you like this a thousand times, Aurora, and I’m not letting anything stop me from having it.
Tears gather in my eyes in understanding, before I lean down and kiss him softly. “I’m yours, Harden.” That’s the only words I say before I pull back and slowly start rocking my hips against him.
His cock is hard beneath me, has been since the moment I stripped in the bathroom, and I let myself glide up and down his length.
The raw, needy sound he releases vibrates through me, his hands fisting back at his hips as he takes over my movements, guiding me along his cock in the perfect rhythm.
My pussy is already aching with need, what happened last night and against the car already forgotten, as it becomes desperate to be filled again.
I hold his stare, as I lift my hips and spread my legs a little wider.
That’s the only invitation he needs to reach between us and fist his cock, stroking himself a few times, before positioning his tip against my hole.
I slide down slowly, letting him feel inch after inch as I take him inside me.
I’ve barely dropped down to fully take him, before he is pushing up on his hands and kissing me ravenously.
“You can tell me now, pretty girl,” he purrs against my mouth, lapping his tongue against me, until understanding pulses through me.
“I love you, Harden Haze,” I gasp, his hands slowly guiding me up and down his thick length, and the smile that breaks across his face is nothing short of beautiful.
“I love you too, Aurora Gray,” he declares, his voice firm and clear, his lips capturing mine again roughly, before he pulls back and exhales a deep breath. “Now ride me, baby, nice and slow, I need to stretch you out properly.”
His words are filthy, blazing through me like a fucking volcano, as I take over his movements, rocking myself against him until he is groaning deeply, kissing me again.
I pour every ounce of my feelings for him into that kiss, before his hot lips leave mine and trail down my jaw, dipping down to my neck.
“Oh fuck,” I cry, grinding above him, as his lips find the pulse point in my neck, sucking on it gently, in a way I’m sure he learned from Griffin.
“That’s it, baby, keep fucking me just like that,” he demands, my pussy spasming around him, as heat flutters deep in the pit of my stomach.
He’s buried so deep inside me, keeping our bodies fused together, that my clit grinds against him with every rock of my hips. “You feel so good, Harden,” I moan, moving a little faster, feeling that familiar pull of my release, as one of his hands moves up to close around my throat.
His fingers keep me hostage, holding my stare with his, as he starts meeting my every thrust. “You feel fucking perfect, Aurora, so fucking perfect that I could stay buried in your pussy forever, with Griffin in your ass, and Everest down this pretty little throat.” I groan at the image he paints in my mind, trying to ride him harder and faster, but he shakes his head, keeping our pace slow and torturous.
“Ah, ah, you’re going to come for me like this, fucking slow and aching for me, until your cum is slick around my cock. ”
“Fuck,” I hiss, feeling my release building and building, desperate to move, but he just keeps gently grinding us together.
“I know, baby, I know, they both let you rush to your pleasure, don’t they,” he purrs, using his thumb to brush across my swollen lips. “I’m not going to do that, no, I’m going to fuck you slow and deep until you are crying out my name.”
The hand on my hip slides around to palm my ass cheek, pulling me harder against him, his cock somehow going deeper, yet still not upping his pace.
It’s so slow that my entire body starts to burn with the need to come, with the need to ride him and chase my orgasm, but all he does is smirk, grinding us at the same pace over and over.
When the orgasm starts to take me it’s slow, agonizingly slow, but it keeps building, bigger and bigger, until every cell in my body is alive with the feeling of it. “Harden, please,” I cry, tears clinging to my lashes, as it still feels so out of reach, but he just keeps going.
“I can feel you tightening around me, baby, I know how close you are, just give in to it and you will feel better.” His words are licked against my skin, his mouth dipping down and swirling around my nipple, as my body begins to shake with need.
“That’s it, pretty girl,” he grits, lashing his tongue against my tit, before dragging his mouth back up to mine, his stare almost black with lust. The hand on my ass cheek dips down even further, gliding over my back hole and using that hold to grind me even tighter against him.
I explode, white hot pleasure sizzling through me, as I come violently, my whole body shuddering in his hold, as he continues that slow fucking pace.
“Mmm, good girl, yes, you’re so fucking pretty when you come for me like that,” he praises, our bodies still rocking as one, as sweet bliss rushes through me.
My body collapses against his, his hand still massaging my back hole, and his other still wrapped around my throat.
“You’re going to come again,” he tells me, and I try to shake my head, his thumb swiping at the tears on my cheek.
“Don’t you dare fucking deny me.” This time, when he snaps his hips it’s a little harder, finally thrusting into me with more force, that sends my dwindling orgasm right into another.
“Harden.” His name is ripped from my throat in a scream, and I know the others will be able to hear us, but right now he is the only one that exists to me.
“Oh fuck, baby, you’re so fucking hot when you scream my name like that,” he tells me, holding me against him, as he starts to snap his hips upward, fast and deep.
I feel the warm, wet liquid of my cum covering his dick, even though I am barely grinding anymore, and it makes me feel insane.
“Come for me, Harden, give it to me,” I gasp against his mouth, as I begin to grind my hips against his once more. He comes with a loud groan, thrusting up into me one more time, until he is painting my insides with hot jets of his cum.