“She wants it hard,” he whispered into my neck before biting my shoulder and thrusting his fingers inside me before sliding them between my ass cheeks. I let out a surprised gulp of air as he rimmed me with his soaked digits.
“I’m going to fuck you everywhere, in every way.” He pulled my hair so I was forced to look up. “Do you hear me?”
“Yes,” I gasped, my arousal dripping.
He pulled the rolling chair over and turned me, binding my wrists to the handle. When I looked at my now secured hands, I could see the guitar string digging into my skin.
Resourceful guy.
With a slap on the ass, he pushed the tip of himself inside me, rubbing it over every part of me, and then pushed the chair away so I was stretched painfully on my tip toes, just short of falling forward.
“Aiden, please.”
“I love it when you beg.” Without warning, he pounded into me full force, pulling the chair back to him as he covered my hands on the handles. The sensation of being full was magnified as he used my body to deliver his cock with so much force I was screaming.
“Keep it down, or I’ll make it hurt.”
I ignored him, my body ripping with pleasure as he impaled me inch by inch, thrust by thrust.
“I warned you.” He slapped me hard, only intensifying the pleasure and then painfully shoved three fingers into my ass. I came hard and loud, hearing the slickness of my orgasm as he continued his assault.
“Quiet, Nina, or I’ll make you pay.” I lay my head in the chair, biting my tongue as he fucked me ruthlessly with his dick and fingers, bringing me up again to a furious orgasm before I floated away. Aiden was relentless as he continued to pound and pound, his heavy balls slapping my clit furiously. I felt him stiffen with his oncoming orgasm and he pulled out of me quickly, putting the tip of him inside my puckered entrance before coming with a harsh breath. I shrieked at the sudden intrusion as he slid in further, his second wave filling my ass with his hot release and pushing in the rest of the way. I cried out as his fingers found my clit, thumping once then twice as I came again, his dick still filling me and keeping me full. It didn’t stop as Aiden continually thumped my clit as it pulsed and aided my orgasm, making it last and last.
I praised him over and over as he pulled his softening cock from me, rubbing the slick hole with himself.
“You like being fucked in the ass?”
“God, yes,” I said, no longer ashamed of my need. “Anywhere, everywhere,” the whore in me told him.
“This is mine,” he reiterated, sticking his once again hard cock into my backside.
“Oh, God, yes, Aiden,” I said as tears streamed down my face. “I fucking love it.”
He pulled out of me, untying my wrists and sat in the chair, pulling me onto his lap. I sat there catching my breath as his hardness between my open legs tickled my clit.
“I would love to see if you can come this way, but I think were out of time,” he whispered, cupping both my breasts from underneath my arms, enclosing me as he stroked my sensitive skin.
“I came here to ask for a date, not sodomy,” I giggled.
“Well, you can have them both. When is our date?” He nuzzled my neck, and I stood up to gather my clothes.
“Tomorrow night. Do you have a tux?”
“I have one, yes.”
“Carson and I will pick you up at seven.” Pulling on my jeans, I appreciated his beautiful body as he reluctantly dressed.
“You could skip the set and make me scream again,” I said, looking at him from underneath my lashes. He moved toward me, tilting my head for a long slow kiss.
“You should probably sneak out unless you want to witness my first standing ovation.”
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I made it home and spent hours in the gym exhausting my ridiculous new libido. Even in my sated state, I wanted more. I knew this could eventually be a problem, but for now, I would choose to ignore it. I would start asking questions and getting answers from the source. I still wasn’t sure that the two men who consumed me were in any way connected, but our lives seemed so separated, I put that worry to bed along with thoughts of Devin, who seemed to be getting irritated by my refusal to see him.
Devin: Talk to me or I come to you.
It was a threat I needed to take seriously. Hearing from him in any capacity still set my heart beating faster, my chest rising and falling with memories both sweet and sensual. He’d been everything I needed, everything I thought I’d wanted, but I’d ignored all the warning signs.