30. Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty
Maeve
Aidan threads his fingers through mine, holding on tight, and I feel his lips on my neck, moving ever so softly yet just as potently as if they were urgent.
“This must qualify as one of your best ideas ever.” I sigh.
“Hmm, I think you’re right.”
His cock prods my back, and I release a long breath when he releases my hands and finds my heavy breasts.
He lifts them up, pushing them together, and the deep, satisfied hum that vibrates from his chest makes me rub my thighs together.
My pussy throbs, and I yearn for the release I know he’s going to give me.
He pinches the hard peaks, the shot of lust makes me arch my back. My breath stutters in my chest.
“Look at your gorgeous tits, Mae. Full and heavy in my hands. Fucking irresistible.”
I turn my head and arch my neck, reaching for his mouth with mine.
His tongue licks my lips before he gives me what I crave, and when they close around mine, I reach behind me and grab his cock.
He groans, and I pump him harder while his hands mould and squeeze my breasts.
I don’t recognise the needy sounds falling from my throat, but I don’t care.
He brings them out of me.
Only him.
No one else.
He wrenches his mouth away, his pants heavy.
“I’m starving, Mae. I need to eat your pussy.” He jerks his chin and kisses my nose. “Get to the other end and sit on the edge. Now.”
A delicious thrill settles in my throbbing core, and water cascades down as I turn to the opposite end where two small steps have been chiselled into the marble. On shaky knees, I crawl to it, my arse in the air and water sloshing at the sides.
Finally, I turn around, brace my arms and hands behind me, and push up to sit on the edge of the bath. I shudder at the blazing fire in his eyes as they travel down my body.
“God, you make me wild.”
“You make me feel beautiful.”
“You are, Mae.”
He glides towards me, keeping my gaze locked with his.
I can’t look away from the intensity, but moreover, I don’t want to.
Why would I when I have an amazing man kneeling before me, ready to do whatever I want him to?
As usual, his glasses fog up, and I push them into his hair.
He squints up at me, and my belly clenches when he digs his fingers into my thighs and roughly spreads my legs.
My breathing turns shallow, the anticipation killing me.
I raise my hand and run my fingers through the scruff on his cheek.
When he leans into my touch, I push my thumb against his mouth, prying his lips open.
He opens at once and starts sucking on it, and my hips jerk at the sensations.
His eyes blaze up at me as he nips at my finger, and I shudder even harder.
My head feels so heavy, and I lick my lips.
“Oh, God. I need you inside me. Please…”
He smiles, and his teeth scrape the edge of my thumb as he frees it. “I’m going to make you come so hard that you’ll drench my face.”
He lowers his head and holds my eyes captive, and as he licks my sensitive nub, I fist my hand in his hair.
“Yes,” he breathes against my pussy. “Grind on my face, sweetheart. Show me where you want me.”
Half a mind on the endearment, and half on getting off, I move his face to my wet opening.
“Here,” I pant. “Start here. Slowly.”
I feel the long swipe of his tongue and clench. His hands are splayed on my tummy, and I fist his hair and move his face up and down.
“Put your tongue inside me. Fuck me like that.”
He does as I say, over and over again, until I pull at his hair. He groans, his burning gaze meeting mine, looking as hungry as I feel.
“Two fingers inside me, and your tongue on my nub,” I pant. “Fast now. Make me scream.”
“Fuck, yes.”
He pushes his fingers inside me, pumping and stretching me wide, just the way I want it.
Aidan knows my body well now. He knows that I crave a bite when he fucks me, that I can’t come if he’s too gentle.
With each thrust of his fingers, the wetter I get, and the slippery sounds fill the air along with my moans.
His tongue works on my clit, flicking fast, then he sucks it into his mouth, and I start to fall off the edge.
My whole body shakes, my eyes grow heavier with each forceful thrust of his fingers, and when he finally adds a third finger, I feel it.
“Aidan!”
I grind on his face, wetness gushing over him, just like he said I would.
He keeps laving at my opening, helping me draw out the orgasm for as long as I possibly can, until I get too sensitive and gently nudge him away.
He kisses my inner thighs, a proud smile grazing his swollen mouth, and I laugh.
“Look at you, Lord…” I trace the edges of his red lips. “So deliciously filthy. What would the good folk say if they knew that you’re the filthiest man in the village?”
“Good thing they’ll never find out.”
He chuckles and places another lingering kiss on my clit. I almost squeeze my legs closed, but he holds them open, his warm breath soothing my overheated clit.
“The water’s getting cold.”
I frown. “What about you?”
“What about me?”
I wave a hand in the general direction of his crotch. “I want you to come, too.”
He stands up, and I lick my lips as the water flows down his toned body. His cock head is a purplish hue, and I lick my lips when he grabs his balls.
“Then put your sexy mouth around my cock. Let me fuck your face.”
Eager to please him, I wrap both my hands around it and kiss the tip. I hear the sharp intake of his breath and smile as I look up at him. I open my mouth and tap his cock on my tongue before I take him as far down my throat as I can.
His mouth falls open, and he jerks his hips slowly, letting me get used to his size, slow and steady.
“That’s it,” he groans. “You’re still my good girl, aren’t you, Mae?”
I blink once and bob my head, letting my mouth fill with saliva.
“Good girls get fucked as if they’re bad.” He puts his hands on my cheeks, his thumbs caressing me even as he holds me to him. “You want that, too, don’t you? For me to fuck this sinful mouth?”
I hum, because oh, God, how I want him to lose control.
To fuck my face roughly.
“I’ve been dreaming of emptying my cum in your mouth for so long now.” He takes my hand and places it on his thigh. “But if you want me to pull out, tap my leg, okay?”
I blink and move my left hand to his balls, rolling them gently between my fingers. His breath stutters as he watches me.
“Fuck, yes. You look so beautiful with your mouth full of my cock.”
He jerks against me, and I moan as he hits the back of my mouth, almost making me gag, but I don’t care. There’s a wild abandon in his eyes I’ve never seen before. He’s letting himself go with me. He’s leaving control behind, and I’m here for it.
His thrusts grow less even, and the groans and sighs he lets out tell me he’s getting closer.
“Ah, your mouth feels like heaven. Good girl. Take all of me. I’ll bottom out and fill this dirty little mouth with my seed. Are you ready?”
I tighten my hands on his balls, then move my finger back to his arse. His thrusts slow down, but when I slide even slower, up and down, closer and closer to his arse, just out of reach, his eyes flutter, and he whimpers.
“Mae…I’m drowning in you.”
I suck hard on the head, then lick it, swirling my tongue around it.
I daren’t look away from his eyes, and when he picks up the pace, I hum deeply.
Eager to please him, I ignore the heavy throbbing between my legs, my focus completely on him.
Spit runs down my cheeks, but I don’t stop giving him everything he needs.
I wipe it away and then bring my finger back to his arse, rubbing it around his hole.
“Inside me,” he growls.
The pure sex in his voice makes my pussy flutter, and I do as he says, pushing my finger slowly inside him. His thighs tremble, the sound of his long moans growing louder, and I suck his cock faster. My knees hurt from staying down on the hard floor, but I still don’t care.
I will gladly give him everything he wants.
He pushes his fingers into my hair, holding me gently as he fucks my mouth.
“Fuck! Yes, like that, sweetheart. I’m gonna come!”
On a long roar, he pistons his hips and then bottoms out in my mouth. I gag on the jets of cum he spills inside my mouth but drink every drop. I relish the taste of him for the first time, and warmth fills my pussy.
I look up at a flushed Aidan. Pride settles in my heart when I hear his laboured breathing.
Sweat and waters course down his chest, and the sight of his flushed cheeks sends joy shooting through me.
I lick my lips, his vibrant taste still on my tongue as I watch a trickle roll down his chest. Carefully, I release his cock from my mouth.
I let my finger slide out of his arse and caress past the sensitive skin to his balls.
So quickly that I barely have time to blink, he puts his hands under my armpits and hoists me to my feet. Blood rushes to my head.
“What…”
He silences me with a kiss, his tongue probing my lips, swirling around my mouth, and he moans loudly. I let him plunder my mouth, wrapping my arms around his neck, and hold on.
Oh, gosh, he likes his own cum.
I find his tongue with mine with a passion I didn’t know I had in me.
Our tongues dance, messy and wet, but it’s the best kiss of my life.
His teeth nibble on my lips, pulling slightly, and before I manage to pick up my befuddled brain from the floor, he’s picked me up, one hand around my back, the other arm under my arse, and he’s carrying me inside the bedroom.
I wrench my mouth from his.
“Aidan, what are you doing?”
He bites down on my neck, making me squeak.
“Tasting my cum in your mouth,” he growls.
“Fuck, I’ve never done that with anyone before.
” He eases me down his front, stopping when my breasts are right in front of his mouth.
He closes his lips around my nipple, and I wrap my legs around his back, squirming.
I whimper, unable to keep it locked inside. “It wasn’t too much?”
He shakes his head on a long groan, still sucking my nipple deeply before he releases it.
“Fuck, no. I fucking love that you’re so bold with me.
Your finger in my arse? Then tasting both of us together?
” He shakes his head and closes his eyes, nuzzling between my breasts. “Beyond my wildest dreams, Mae.”
I move to bury my fingers in his hair and only narrowly catch his glasses before they fall. I put them back on his nose and smile at him.
“Good. I’m glad.”
He opens his eyes, and my belly flips at the vulnerability he shares with me. He moves his hands to my thighs and pulls them from around him until I’m kneeling before him on my bed.
“I think my good girl needs an extra treat today.”
I widen my eyes. His lips stretch into a devilish smile, and I open my mouth to ask him what he means when one of his fingers runs lightly through my folds. I jerk against him, because he’s right.
I do want more.
“But can you? Again? Already?”
He shakes his head. “No, but you can, and you will.”
He jumps onto the bed and pulls me up his body. I straddle his chest, unsure where this is going. “Get up here, Maeve.”
I shuffle closer, but he must be able to see the uncertainty in my eyes, because before I know it, he’s put his hands on my hips and lifted me all the way up until my knees are around his head, straddling his face. My ankles rest on his shoulders, and he pushes a pillow under his head.
“Come on, then. Ride my face.”
My breath stutters in my chest. “I can’t. Aidan...I’m too heavy.”
He frowns at me and digs his fingers into my bottom. “Ride. My. Face.”
“You’re so bossy.” I hesitate. I’m both massively turned on and worried I’ll suffocate him if I do as he says.
He keeps his eyes locked with mine and pulls me down. Mesmerised, I let him guide my pussy to where he wants me.
“It’s not because I don’t want to,” I whisper. “I’ve never…”
“Shhh.” His breath fans across my aching core, so close to his mouth. “I know. Trust me, sweetheart. I want to feast on you properly, feel you ride me, and look up at your gorgeous breasts bouncing when I eat you. Please?”
Aidan saying please is the biggest turn-on in my life.
One I didn’t expect.
But hearing it now is all it takes for me to give in.
So, I sit on his face and put my hands on the headboard.
The moment I do, I cease thinking because his ravenous mouth and tongue become my primary focus.
This time, he licks and sucks me, setting the pace as he grinds me on his face, and it doesn’t take long before another earth-shattering orgasm tears through me.
I tighten my hands on the headboard, my head swimming.
On each whimper he draws out of me, he pulls my pussy even closer.
His burning gaze makes me whimper even harder as I come down from my high, and I push up and over his body to lie down next to him.
Without a word between us, he reaches down between our bodies and takes my hand. He pulls it towards him, and the second his mouth meets my knuckles in the most tender kiss, I realise that this man holds the power to break my heart.