“And,” he said, prompting for more.
“And what?” I breathed out as his hand pulled away. I could feel his presence sitting on the table next to me then heard the pop of the champagne.
“And how did I fuck you?” Two glasses were poured as he waited for my reply.
“The first time, from behind and hard, the second time, laid out in your bed. And it lasted much, much longer. The third time…”
“Tell. Me.”
“Aiden, please touch me.” I was already writhing.
“Tell me, naughty Nina.” His hand resumed its strumming on my legs, and I opened them in invitation, which he took. He paused when he realized I was already bare then slid his fingers through my drenched folds, feathering my clit then thrusting them inside. My body arched up at the intrusion, but he pushed me down then caressed my pebbled chest through my dress.
“So naughty,” he breathed into my ear. “This has been waiting for me all day.” I could hear the evidence of my arousal as he fingered me viciously. “And the last time I fucked your pussy, Nina, how did I do it?” Rough fingers explored me, my eyes still closed as I reveled in the feeling, still on the verge of explosion. “Tell me.”
“Lower.”
“And you will have it all. Keep them closed.” He pulled me to standing then led me across the room, placing my hands out in front of me until they touched the glass wall that surrounded us. Slowly lifting my skirt up, he kept it bunched around my waist, smoothing my thighs with his hands before pulling me back and stretching me before him.
“Keep them closed, or you won’t get my cock, Nina.”
I nodded. Panting, I spread my legs further for him without him asking. I heard the zip of his jeans and my adrenaline spiked, kicking my need into overdrive.
Please, please, please, please.
“You sure you want this?”
“Aiden,” I warned.
Just as soon as my warning was heard, I felt the burn in my scalp as he wrapped his fist in my hair and buried himself to the hilt in one long thrust.
“Oh, God.”
“Keep them closed,” Aiden rasped on a promise of more. I pounded my hands against the barrier as he fucked me hard and fast, the build growing intense and unbearable.
His thrusts were frantic, hungry, and animalistic, and I welcomed each one with my moans. His hand came down hard on my ass as he pulled my hair, keeping us tightly together with brute force. Another whack at my skin and I was bucking back onto his cock, my body trembling with the need for release.
Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack.
Each slap of his hand became harder than the last, and it sent me reeling. As I screamed his name, I felt the rush of orgasm. Aiden gripped my hair even tighter, making my eyes tear up as he pressed my face into the glass.
“Open them.”
Blinding ecstasy ripped through me as I shuddered and pulsed, completely unaware of my surroundings. I screamed in pleasure as wave after wave hit me, praising his efforts, and losing myself completely in my body’s release. It continued on and on as Aiden reached around, massaging my clit in quick strokes, spurring it further, making it last.
Slowly Aiden massaged my singed skin as I focused my attention on the sight before me. Realizing Devin’s eyes were on mine, I cried out in surprise then jerked back in revulsion before looking up to Aiden, whose eyes were trained on Devin. Devin was sitting alone in the lounge adjacent to the conference room, a drink in hand, and completely focused on me. Unshed tears lay heavy as Devin watched me scramble to cover myself, pulling my skirt down.
“Oh my God,” I breathed, watching Devin’s expression go from surprise to devastation.
I looked to Aiden for answers and saw the glass remote in his hand. “Aiden…why?”
He looked down at me with a smirk. “Shall we go face the music?”
Incredulousness turned to rage as I watched him physically gloat, his eyes remaining trained on Devin. “How could you fucking do that to him?”
Aiden’s eyes drifted to me in mild surprise. “You chose this place. And, baby, I thought I told you I’d claim you anywhere.” He pulled me to him as I punched at his chest furiously.
“How could you do THAT!”