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He licks me with hunger, one of his hands on my thigh, gripping so hard that I won’t be surprised if I have marks tomorrow. I’ve never been sensitive to my nipples, but his other hand that’s playing with them sends electrical shocks through my core. His gaze slips to mine. I can’t help but look at him. He’s fascinating. I can feel myself getting wetter by the second, his tongue doing marvellous things to my pussy. While flicking his tongue on my clit, he slides a finger inside and murmurs, “Fuck, baby. You taste so good. I wish you could taste yourself.”
“A-Aidan. S-stop f-fucking t-talking.” I’m a huge mess. He knows what he’s doing, and fuck, that’s good. The sensation of his fingers and the pinch on my nipple send a rush of heat through my body. The noises coming from me are anything but human.
“Does my Tink love the pain?” That wasn’t a question. He knows my body. The contrast of pain and pleasure is what drives me to the heights of ecstasy. He increases the pressure of his pinch, twisting at the same time, causing me to let out a loud scream of pleasure.
“Fuck, you should see yourself right now. So beautiful and full of my fingers. Do you think you can take another one?” Without hesitation, he adds a third finger, and I can feel tears welling up in my eyes, the pleasure too intense. “That’s it. Fuck my fingers. I want to see you shatter and scream for me.”
I can’t speak. I can feel my orgasm coming, even though I’m trying to hold it off. And he feels it.
“Are you trying to keep your orgasm from me? That’s not what good girls do.” He sucks harder, his cheeks hollowing with the effort, and lifts his head to speak again. “But it’s what dirty sluts do.” I clench involuntarily at his words, and I know he senses it. “Hmm, interesting. Does my sweet girl like to be a dirty slut for me?” With one swift motion, he slaps my pussy, and it only intensifies the pleasure of his fingers inside me. I shatter. My body spasms. The dojo becomes a blur as I’m swept up in the pleasure of my orgasm, my screams echoing around me.
My clit is sensitive, but he doesn’t stop there.
“Do you think you can give me one more?” he asks, his face still buried between my thighs. I try to speak, but my words come out muffled as my previous orgasm is intensified by his tongue. “Yeah, I think you can give me one more. I could spend my life buried between these juicy thighs.”
I’ve been craving his touch for years. I’ve never experienced this level of intensity, not even with my toys. I can feel his hand digging into my flesh, which only intensifies my pleasure.
“Be a good slut for me, and give me what I’ve been craving for years.” He bites on my clit, and it’s all that I need to detonate on his tongue. I feel like a hurricane, pleasure spiralling around me. After licking one last time, he meets my gaze and holds it.
“Are you okay?” he asks, his face glittering with my pleasure.
Fuck, fuck, fuck. What did I do? Why did I let that happen? Because it was Fan-fucking-tastic.
He won’t let me go after that. I know it. Reality comes crashing in front of me because I forgot where we were.
Glancing around to make sure the dojo is empty, I answer. “I’m good.” I try to look around for my leggings, but… Shit, he ripped them off. I readjust my soaked underwear. Lovely. As I stand, I feel a rush of adrenaline, and I take a step back, trying to put some space between us.
I have the bottom of my kimono in my locker. That will do.
I look at him, completely flushed after the mind-blowing orgasms. I can see his hard cock beneath his joggers, and my mouth waters at the thought of having him in my mouth. I could take care of that, but I won’t. What is wrong with you? It was a one-off, and that’s it.
“I won’t bother saying it was a mistake because we both know it was, but it won’t happen again.”
A side smirk plays on his lips as he answers. “Keep telling yourself that, Tink.”
I bolt out of the room in nothing but my underwear, feeling self-conscious as I quickly head towards the locker to retrieve my kimono.
What in the hell just happened?
As I exit the dojo, the sound of crickets chirping fills the air, and I inhale deeply, trying to calm my racing heart.
Chapter 8
Aidan
I can still feel Blakely clenching around my fingers after our session yesterday. I guess she needed to destress after our encounter at the club because there’s no way my Tink would willingly go to train.
Or maybe she never would have in the past.
It’s cute that she thinks it was a one-time thing. I’m a determined man. Now that she’s back, she’ll quickly realise that she belongs to me.
Always has. Always will. I was her first, and I intend to be her last.
She hates me right now. That’s fine. I can work with that. Once she knows the truth, I’ll make her understand. She will be angry at first. She’ll probably yell and give Scott and me a hard time. You can bet on that. I know my Tink. Or I knew her. She grew some claws, and I love this bold side of her.
The vibration of my phone makes me push those thoughts away. Checking it, I frown at the unknown text waiting for me.
Unknown number
