Chapter 46
“Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams."― Roman Payne, Hope and Despair
Aiden’s POV
I was lost in the smell of her, in the taste of her, and in the overwhelming urge to claim her. My hands went down to cup her backside, filling them with the swell of it.
“This is the most perfect ass I’ve ever seen, ever touched.” I breathed the words hotly against her jaw as Rose mewled against me.
Goddess, I had to have more of her and before I knew it, I was pushing her down on the bed, thumbs hooking into her underwear, peeling it off of her.
Then I was back against her, allowing my hard dick to dig into her bare thigh.
My thumb went to circle her clit and I sucked in a breath. Fuck. She was dripping wet. For me.
“Open your legs, babe,” I coaxed, heady delight filling me. I could finally touch her how I’d always wanted too. I could show her how much I loved her. I could make love to her.“Let me touch you. Let me see your wet pussy dripping for me.”
Rose looked at me a little hesitantly, parting her legs slightly. I kept circling her clit.
“More, babe.” My voice was gruff with my want for her.
Rose bit her lip, biting back a groan. I swooped down on her, taking her lower lip into my mouth, biting it just like I’d always wanted to.
Sucking on it like I’d always fantasized.
Rose moaned into my mouth and my tongue coaxed her lips open to allow me entry.
This was better than anything I could have ever imagined though.
Her walls were down and I sent memories into her head.
Memories of me wanting to tear that emerald dress off of her the night we were in the hotel room together.
Memories of me jerking off in the shower the next day because I’d woken up hard and had gripped her warm body against mine only moments earlier.
Rose jumped against me, completely startled.
“I have to show you.” My lips dragged across her jaw.
And then I showed her some, not all, of my own twisted fantasies about her.
Ones where I imagined her face red and her breath coming out in harsh pants against me.
Ones where she moaned and writhed under me.
I showed her how turned on I’d been by her the night of the concert.
The jealousy I’d felt when I’d seen her in Jake’s arms and how, when she was raging at me, I’d pictured her under me just like this.
But fuck, this was so much better than what I had imagined.
Her legs opened of their own volition.
“Yesss,” I hissed in triumph as her desire dripped down my hand. “I’m going to make you come on these sheets.”
Rose bucked under me, squealing from the heat of my words and the feel of my fingers inside her. Oh fuck, she was so hot.
My lips attached over one beautiful pink nipple and Rose jerked again. I was about to explode and cum all over her. She lifted her hips, squirming against me, wanting more.
“You’ve thought of me doing this, haven’t you? You showed it to me.” My voice was laden with desire and loaded with self-satisfaction. “Tell me, Rose, is it as good as you thought?”
“Better,” Rose croaked out.
Her legs were starting to shake. Her breathing was coming out faster. And…I could sense her orgasm about to hit and when it did, I let her ride it out against my hand, growling in satisfaction as her cum dampened my sheets.
I watched her face break, her lips forming an “o” in silent release.
“Fuck ….you’re so beautiful when you come,” I panted.
Rose looked up at me, eyes dark from satisfaction.
“That was—”
“Nothing,” I cut in wickedly. “You’re going to do that a few more times.”
And then I was positioning myself between her wide open legs, my manhood fitting itself between the seams of her core. Slowly,I began to slide against her without entering her, coating my hard cock in her arousal, making her wetter. This felt so good.
Rose gasped.
“I don’t think I can come again so soon,” Rose whispered faintly.
“You’ve never tried, have you?” I panted as I reveled in the wetness of her. I pulled back, opening her legs wider, bending her legs so that her feet were flat against the mattress, knees pointing towards the ceiling.
I couldn’t help it. I leaned back to stare at her womanhood, pink and glistening from arousal.I wanted to lick it but not right now. Instead, I gently positioned myself between her legs, throwing her knees over my shoulders.
“Aiden.” Rose’s voice was suddenly alarmed over this new position. I could sense she felt…exposed.
“Shhh….relax.” My hands clenched her thighs. I was back between her core, circling against it, my tip teasing her folds. “Trust me.”
Rose threw her head back, biting her lip when my finger touched her clit.
“Moan for me,” I demanded, finger pumping her clit. “Tell me what you like.”
“Oh! Oh Goddess! Oh….. Aiden! Yesssss.” Rose’s voice cracked.
Her voice shaking from pleasure was going to make me come.
Shit. I couldn’t hold back anymore, my hand went from her clit to my throbbing manhood, positioning it at her entrance.
I turned to kiss the skin above her knee level with my lips before beginning to push in.
“Babe, tell me if you need me to stop,” I gritted out.
It would be torture, but I’d stop if she told me. I didn’t want to hurt her.
And my beautiful mate, Rose, brought her soft hands to comb through the hair falling into my eyes. She met my gaze boldly.
“Don’t stop,” she demanded, tilting her hips into me to give better access.
I groaned and pushed into her, spreading her walls and passing her hymen with surprisingly more ease than expected.
I looked down to see Rose’s face contorted in discomfort.
She’d been careful to not give away the pain she was experiencing.
Her fists were clenched next to her head tightly, fingernails digging into her palms; I was surprised she hadn’t drawn blood yet.
I stilled as I entered her fully, unable to suppress the shudder of pleasure coursing through me. I was fully sheathed inside of her, her walls clenched around my cock and it was glorious. I was in the one place I’d belonged all along: inside her.
“Babe…look at me,” I whispered affectionately, emotions of protectiveness and love crashing over me wave after intense wave. I had never known it could be like this.
Rose opened her eyes and her breath caught as she met my dark eyes.
“You’re looking at me…as if I’m the most precious thing in the world,” she said, her voice shaky.
I brushed my knuckles gently against her cheek.
“Because you are,” I replied hoarsely. “I love you. I love you so” —I jerked a little inside of her— “damn much.”
I watched her carefully, watched the pain melt away and slowly become replaced by pleasure.
I jerked a third time, a little quicker now. She didn’t look like she was in pain anymore.
“You OK?” I voiced my concern.
Rose nodded.
“It feels more agreeable,” she finally said.
I jerked again. Her mouth fell open.
“Something much more agreeable,” she said faintly.
I chuckled, picking up the pace slightly.
“Better now?”
She nodded, inadvertently tiling her hips to meet my thrusts.
I reached out, threading my fingers lovingly through her hair. So soft in my hand. I wanted to pull it to see how she’d react. But I held back, focusing on just her.
Rose’s cheeks reddened. I could see the pleasure mount inside of her through those glorious sparkling emerald eyes.
“Does it feel good?” I breathed against her lips.
Rose opened her mouth to form the word “yes” but it turned into a moan when my hand palmed her breast, thumb flicking over her nipple.
“Can I go a little faster?”I pulled out and thrust into her fully again.
“Please.” Rose managed to gasp out. “Oh please! Ohpleaseohplease. Aiden.” She squirmed under me, finally moving on rhythm to meet my thrusts, driving her hips forward and then back to try and set a pace she liked.
I growled, palms flattening over the headboard as I rammed into her hard and fast. All the while, Rose begged for more.
Never in my wildest imaginings could I ever have been able to dream up anything hotter than her pleading for me like this.
“I-think….” Rose squealed as her thighs began to shake. She was close.
“Come.” Thrust. “On.” Thrust. “Oh baby, you feel so good.”
I moaned as I felt her walls start to flutter around my cock.
She came on a scream so loud, I couldn’t help but wonder if it made the windows rattle. I fell over the precipice right behind her, shuddering and pouring my seed into her, dropping her legs from my shoulders. Still emptying inside her, I moved to kiss her and swallow her harsh, trembling cries.
Her arms went around my neck, holding me to her as we kissed our way back to reality. But before Rose could even form a coherent thought, my fingers were down at her clit again, circling the soft bud as I remained sheathed inside of her.
Rose’s eyes flew open in astonishment.
“I think I’m done—” she started to say.
“Come on, Princess. I need to see you cum one more time.”
I shot her a roguish grin.
“I’ve waited too long to stop after one time,” I added before leaning down and kissing her again as my fingers played her like a violin.
Rose gasped into my mouth when I pulled my softening manhood out of her only to insert a finger into her opening while my thumb continued to circle her clit.
Then she was raking her nails down my chest, panting against me as I breathed her moans in, my finger curling upwards inside of her to find and successively hit the right spot.
“Fuck,” I breathed as I watched Rose’s face break on a keen.
This was definitely better than any of my wet dreams about her.
She was moving her hips against my right hand as I lay on my left side.
My left hand intertwined with her right.
Shit, I was becoming hard just looking at her writhe next to me, breasts jiggling with every shake of her hips as she let my hand fuck her.