13. Aidan
“Fuck. Me.”Yeah, I did hear it correctly.
“You hate me. Why would you want me to fuck you?”
That’s a valid question. What’s going through her head? Even though I initiated our past encounters, I never would have imagined her asking me directly.
“I do. But it’s pointless to ignore our attraction. And it would be foolish of me to assume you’ll leave me alone since I know you won’t. So fuck me while I’m giving you the chance. No attachment, no feelings.”
She’s serious. I would be a fool if I don’t take her up on her offer.
“Is this really what you want, Blake? Because once I start, I won’t stop. Do you understand me? Which means I’ll fuck you whenever I want, wherever I want, and how I want. I suggest you think carefully about what you want.”
“How would this change anything? You already took me twice how and where you wanted. I don’t see how this would be any different.”
“Oh, but baby,” I say, grabbing her chin. “You haven’t seen anything yet. So I suggest you reconsider now if you have any doubts. Because once you give yourself to me of your free will, you’re mine. Do you understand me?” I gently brush her lips with mine.
“I think you’re way too much talk and not enough action.”
Spoiled brat.
She lets her nails run over my chest before wrapping her arms around my waist. The sensation of her breath against my neck makes my heart race as her lips brush against my earlobe. She”s teasing me, and I know she enjoys it.
Her hands continue their journey, exploring the hard planes and curves of my body. The more I feel her touch, the stronger my desire becomes. I feel her body melt into mine as I tug her closer, and I can’t help but savour the feeling of her hips against mine. The sensation of her softness against my hardness ignites a deep craving within me. She tentatively reaches for my belt, her fingertips hovering before finally undoing it. I’m commando, and she doesn’t look surprised when she sees nothing between my slacks and her.
I hold my breath, waiting for her next move, feeling the tension in the air. Seeing her take the initiative for the first time makes me wonder what other surprises she has in store for me. Her wicked smile grows wider as she slips her hand into my open slacks, her fingers tracing the outline of my bulging erection. A low growl escapes my lips as I surrender to the overwhelming pleasure. She trails her fingers up and down my length, drawing a moan out of me.
“Is this what you want?” I ask her between gasps of air. “To take control?” Knowing that the roles will soon be reversed, I can’t help but grin. While I’m curious to see what she’ll do next, I’m not one for submission.
“I asked you to fuck me, but apparently today, you insist on being a gentleman even though you had no problem fucking me in the bathroom with people around just the other day. I don’t want you to be gentle.” She slowly runs her hands down my hips, gently urging my slacks down.
I can feel the heat of her breath on my skin as she presses kisses down my torso, her hands wandering further and further down. She starts to play with my piercing with her tongue before taking me fully into her mouth.
“Fuuck. You don’t know what having those lips around my cock is doing to me.” My breath is shallow. “Look at me, Blakely. I want to see those dark eyes on me while I fuck your mouth.”
She swirls her tongue around me, and I groan in pleasure as I grip her hair.
“Safe words?” I remind her. Even after all these years, the intensity of my need for her is comparable to a lion’s craving for freedom after years of captivity. “If you can’t speak, tap my leg, and I will stop, okay?” She nods her head. “Tink, I need your words. Do you understand?”
“Aye, I think I can understand a simple question.”
There she is, my little brat.
”Good. Because I want you to understand. I”m going to push you to your limit, make you feel things you”ve never felt before, and fuck you like you deserve to be fucked.” I can feel the heat of her breath against my skin, and it”s driving me wild.
She focuses her attention back on my dick, spitting in her hands to glide along my cock. God damn. My body reacts immediately to the sight of what she’s doing to me. The harder she sucks and licks, the tighter my grip on her hair becomes. The piercing on my cock intensifies the sensation to a whole new level.
“Do you like my cock in your mouth? Because it looks like my good slut loves it.” Thrusting deeper into her throat, I can see her eyes watering. Fuck, my lungs are burning. And the noises she is making will be my downfall. With my hand still in her hair, I pull my cock out from the warmth of her mouth, which makes her groan. “Lick it.” The sight of her lipstick smeared all around her mouth is exactly what I had envisioned. She is mesmerising. She licks and teases my piercing with her tongue. Seeing her kneeling before me is almost enough to make me explode into her mouth. “Lift your dress,” I order. She looks at me with glassy eyes but does as she’s told. “Now, I want to see you touch yourself while my cock is deep inside your throat. Let me see my pussy while you play with it.”
She starts to move her fingers in movement with her head, which sends vibrations all over my shaft. I’m hypnotised by the sight of her. Gripping her hair tighter, my thrusts become deeper and faster, and her moans grow louder.
“Move your fingers faster. That’s it. In and out.” I groan. Fucking hell, I can feel the veins of my cock pulsing in sync with her tongue. “Are you going to come for me? I can feel you all around me.” The mix of my thrusts and her cries makes her gag. “Come for me. Now.”
She spasms on her knees, her orgasm reverberating all over me.
“You look like a goddess on your knees, but I’m ready to fuck you like a whore.” I can’t take it anymore, and I grab her by the shoulders and spin her against the desk, her erect nipples tempting me through the fabric of her dress. I lift her up on my desk and spread her legs wide.
“Give me your fingers,” I command.
Her eyes are filled with lust as she gives them to me. I take them into my mouth, sucking and licking until there’s no proof of her arousal on them.
“Hmm. Perfection.”
“Aidan,” she moans.
“What do you need, brat?” I run my hands down her legs, feeling the silky fabric of her dress against my fingertips. My eyes pause to appreciate the intricate black lace of her underwear.
“Your mouth. I need your mouth on me.”
“You need more, huh? I love these,” I say, tugging on her underwear. “But they have to go.” With one swift motion, I rip them off.
“Those were expensive,” she grumbles, looking at me, her chest heaving. My knees hit the floor, and I can feel my pulse racing as I prepare to taste her sweetness.
“I’ll buy you a thousand more.”
As I run my tongue along her inner thighs, she arches her back and lets out a soft sigh. Her gasp fills the room as I move higher, my teeth barely touching her delicate skin. Her moans grow louder as I bite hard near her sensitive spot, and I can feel her body responding to me.
My girl loves pain mixed with pleasure. She lets out a groan, and my cock twitches in anticipation.
When I reach her clit, the wetness between her legs coats my lips. I take my time with her, enjoying the sensation of her trembling beneath me as my tongue explores her. Her hips buck as I swirl my tongue around her clit, sending waves of pleasure through her body. The tightness I feel as my fingers slide in is matched only by the intensity of her glare as she cries out, gripping my hair with her two hands.
I lock my eyes with hers. “Was this what you wanted, Tink? My mouth on your cunt?”
In answer, she moves her hips in rhythm with my tongue, pulling my hair as she gets closer to her climax. Fuck, I love the grip she has on my hair. The noises she’s making for me are driving me wild, my cock aching with need, but my only focus is on giving her the pleasure she deserves.
“I need to hear you scream. Give me what’s mine,” I growl.
Pressing against her clit, my thumb circles and teases as her sensation builds. She cries out with pleasure as I increase the intensity, my fingers sliding deep inside her. My eyes follow my fingers as they move, feeling the warmth of her tight pussy. She looks magnificent. I keep going until she’s gasping for breath, my tongue and fingers intertwining to bring her pleasure.
“Aidan. Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Fuck.” As she convulses in my mouth, I continue to lick until her trembling subsides. I look up at her, my grin widening in satisfaction as I take in her flushed cheeks and laboured breathing.
With one swift move, I pivot her, her hands and chest against the desk while her arse is on display for me. It”s not an easy task with her 5’ and my 6’3”, but we always make it work.
I let out a low curse under my breath. “Baby, your arse should be illegal.”
“Would you fuck me already?”
I grab her hair firmly, causing her head to tilt back, and speak into her ear in a low voice. “Oh, but I’m just getting started with you. Once I’m done, you won’t be able to open this bratty mouth of yours.”
She looks back at me with wide eyes when she sees me grabbing my belt.
“What are you going to do with that?”
“Hands on your back,” I say, blatantly ignoring her question.
I can see the uncertainty in her gaze, but she chooses to stay quiet. She trusts me with her body, and she knows I would never cross any boundaries that would make her uncomfortable. And I know she craves to be dominated, even if she doesn’t voice it. Binding her hands together behind her back, I take a moment to admire the sight of her. Fuck. I need to be inside her right fucking now. I run my fingertips along the length of her spine, causing her to tremble.
“You should see yourself like this. Completely at my mercy.” My hand instinctively finds its way to her arse, giving it a playful squeeze before a satisfying smack.
“Ah!” she cries out.
“I think we’ve already had this discussion many times. Brat doesn’t get to give orders.” I massage her arse cheeks, and she lets out a content sigh.
“I didn’t give any orders,” she spits out.
“Oh. You didn’t, huh? Didn’t you order me to fuck you? Several times if I recall properly.” The sound of my hand meeting her flesh again is followed by her sharp intake of breath. I repeat the process and massage her to dissipate the burning sensation. “The only thing I want to hear from your mouth is your begging. Do you understand?”
She takes a deep breath before answering. “Y-yes, sir.”
Those little words from her mouth are all it takes.
The desk is hard beneath her, but her body is soft as I grab her curvy hips and press her breasts against the wood. With one powerful thrust, I’m inside her, and I can feel her body tremble with pleasure as I start to move.
“Fuck baby, you are so tight. You feel so damn good wrapped around me.” As I say the words, my hand shoots out and grabs hold of her throat. I can feel her jugular pulsing around my hand, and her moans only intensify.
“Colour?”
“Aidan, please. Green. Fuck. Please,” she pleads. I didn’t think I could be harder than I am, but her begging is like music to my ears, stoking the fire of my desire.
“What do you need?” I ask, pushing harder until I can feel my balls against her arse.
“Your hand. Tighter. Please.” I curse under my breath and do as I’m told. Tightening my grip, I press hard around her neck, bringing her back closer to me and giving me access to her breasts. My other hand finds her nipple through the fabric of her dress, twisting it harder, making her body tremble and her moans more intense.
Fucking hell. Good thing no one is near to hear her moans, or I’d have to kill them.
Her breathing becomes heavier and more erratic as I start to move faster.
I lean forward and whisper in her ear. “Do you think you can give me a third one, Tink?” I’m ready to combust. “I can feel you dripping around my cock. So fucking wet for me.”
She moans louder as I increase the intensity of my thrusts.
“Ohmygod. Ohmygod. Here. Right here. Tighter.”
“You’re going to pass out if I tighten my grip anymore.”
“Sir. Tighter, please.” Damn it, my grip is already tighter than it should be. If I tighten it anymore, she’s going to pass out.
“No.” My voice is commanding.
“Aidan. Sir. Plea?—”
“Yellow.”
She freezes. I’ve never used one of our safe words before. My thrusts slow down. She looks at me over her shoulder, her gaze filled with lust, and I can see the moment she’s coming back to me. I pull myself from her warmth and walk towards the other side of my desk, retrieving what I need from my drawer.
“I…” she starts before looking at what I have in my hands.
“I won’t tighten more than necessary, Tink. But if you want more, that I can give you.” With the leather paddle and the blindfold in my hands, I lean closer to her. “Now, I’m going to blindfold you and give you ten lashes.” She looks at me with wide eyes but says nothing. I place the blindfold over her eyes, trailing my fingers down her collarbone, which makes her nipples harden. I take my time looking her over and trace circles on her skin with the paddle until I’m positioned behind her.
What a view. She looks magnificent, deprived of sight, with her hands bound behind her back. Without saying a word, I strike hard on her lower back, and she gasps.
“Count,” I command.
“O-one.”
I repeat the process, gently running my hand over the impact to soothe the sharp pain.
“T-two… Three… Four.”
“You take them beautifully. Look at you, taking each of them like the good girl you are for me.” My words make her squirm, causing her legs to instinctively squeeze together, seeking some relief. “Keep your legs open. You’ll come on my cock and nothing else.” Her moans grow louder, making me want to be buried deep inside of her.
After my tenth strike, I’m panting just as much as she is, and I can feel the sweat trickling down my forehead. My cock is painfully hard at the sight of redness forming on her arse.
I’ve always loved my marks on her. Fuck, I needed that as much as she did.
“You did so good,” I praise, kissing her back. “Don’t move.”
I move quickly towards my bar, retrieving ice from the mini freezer. The cool effect of the ice on her arse makes her jump, followed by a sigh of satisfaction.
“What—” She starts before I cut her off.
“Just some ice.” I repeat the process and go over all the redness, kissing each corner of her back. “How are you feeling?” She is still blindfolded, and I can see her struggling to keep her legs open.
“Aidan. Sir. Please. I need…”
“What do you need, baby?”
“You. I need you. Please.” Her begging makes my shaft throb with need. My dick is so painful, and I know it will be a matter of minutes before I come.
“Is that so?” I ask, sliding my finger inside of her. “Wet would be an understatement to describe your state right now.” I thrust back into her with force and holy fuck. Her wetness surrounds me, and that feels so damn good. The beast in me is completely out of control.
Dominance. Obsession. Possession. Mine.
She curses under her breath. “I’m gonna —”
Her cries stop her mid-sentence, and I feel her body quivering and spasming around me.
“Fucking hell.” I feel her muscles tighten and clench around me as she comes, her noises getting louder and louder. As she comes down from her orgasm, I slowly untie the belt around her wrists and gently turn her to face me.
“Wha—”
I let out a guttural growl and thrust back into her with a fierce, almost savage intensity. Removing her blindfold from her eyes, I say, “I want to see your eyes when I fill your pussy with my cum.” Taking her lip between my teeth, I bite and suck it, making her groan in pleasure. “You were made for me, baby. Look how well you’re taking my cock.” She whimpers at my praise. This woman will be the death of me. She’s the only one who has the power to bring me to my knees. She’s my other half. I’ll cherish her with all I have, but that won’t stop me from fucking her like my whore. “I want to see my cum dripping down your thighs.” I slap her clit with my hand, the other one making her favourite necklace.
“Oh my god. Please. More.”
I growl, hitting her clit once more.
“Give it to me.” I sink deeper into her, tasting the salty tang of her tears on my tongue.
“Fuuck. Aidan. It’s too much. I can’t.”
“Are you saying red?”
“N-no.”
“So give me my orgasm.”
Her body convulses around me as I pinch and bite her nipple. A warm liquid spreads on me. Did she just…? Fucking hell. That’s a first for her.
The sound of her cries fills the air, primal and raw, like that of a wild animal. I kiss her shoulder, and with one last thrust, I come so hard I see white dots dancing around my vision.
We’re both out of breath. I pull out of her, looking at her pussy. This view should be captured. She looks like a goddess. A well fucked goddess. Her body shudders as I slide two fingers inside her, shoving my cum back inside her.
“You’re beautiful with my cum inside you.” Her gaze is clouded with lust and exhaustion. Putting my slacks back on, I help her get on her feet and gently kiss her lips. “How are you feeling?” That was intense. I wasn’t gentle with her, and I can already see the print of my fingers forming around her neck. The same goes for her arse cheeks.
“Good.” Her chest is heaving as she struggles to catch her breath. “Did I…?” I smirk.
“That you did.”
“I’ve never squirted before,” she says, stunned by what just happened.
“I know.” I kiss her temples.
As she searches for her underwear, she shoots me an accusatory glance.
“You destroyed them. Again.” I smirk.
“I told you I would buy you a thousand of them. But that’s what will happen to every piece of fabric between heaven and me.” She gives me a once-over with a raised eyebrow, and I can tell a snarky comment is on the tip of her tongue.
“Maybe I should stop wearing them, then.” I take hold of her chin, lifting her face to meet my gaze.
“Try me. Put my pussy on display, and I can promise that your arse will be so sore, you won’t be able to sit for days.”
“Maybe that’s a risk I’m willing to take.”
“Brat. Come here.” Opening the tube of cream on my desk, I can feel its silky consistency between my fingers. “Turn around and lift your dress.” Surprisingly, she does as she is told, pressing her two hands on the desk.
“Do I need to ask why you have this in your office?” I glance at her with a smirk.
“Jealous?”
“Why would I be? Your sex life doesn’t impact me.” That makes me chuckle because I know she would gladly remove each woman”s eyes from their sockets if any of them dared to touch me.
She lets out a content sigh when I kiss each of her marks before spreading the cream all over her arse.
“You good?” I ask. She nods, her body relaxing.
Before I have the time to grab her a bottle of water and something to eat, she moves to grab her handbag and turns back towards me.
“Well, thank you for the mind-blowing sex, but I have to get going.” She blows me a kiss and leaves my office before I have time to clean her up.
I’m completely fucked.