Page 31 of The Spectre


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God, if I break this sink, Bailey’s going to kill me.

He parts my legs and positions himself in between them. As my dress slides up, I feel the heat emanating from his body. The thin fabric of my underwear is the only thing separating us, making me painfully aware of his hard-on. Fuck me.

“Maybe I wasn’t clear.” His hands begin to explore my body, one travelling up to my breast while the other firmly grasps my throat. I can’t move. My knickers are soaked. “But it will happen again, Blake. And you know what else will happen?” As soon as I open my mouth, he cuts me off. “My cock deep inside your leaking pussy.” His warm, wet tongue glides gently beneath my ear. Fuck. My eyes roll involuntarily, and I let out an exasperated moan. He knows that’s a sensitive spot for me.

“And what? You think you can do better than the other guys I’ve been with?” I don’t know why I said that when, really, I’ve only been with two guys since him. One was a drunken mistake, the other one too sweet for my liking. As his eyes darken, his grip on my throat tightens.

“Other guys, huh? Baby, once I’m done with you, you won’t even remember their names or what a life without my cock is. Remember your safe words?”

His words take a moment to sink in, and I realise what he’s asking. “What?”

“Do you remember your safe words?”

Oh my god. I’ve never thought I would be using them again. Am I really going to do this?

He doesn’t look surprised when the word escapes my mouth. “I do.”

“Did you use them with someone else?” he asks, his body tensing. God, this guy is really something else. I could lie just to see if smoke comes out of his nostrils.

“Maybe.”

He raises an eyebrow, a small smirk tugging at the corner of his lips as he sees right through my lies.

“Do you really think it’s the time for you to be a brat when my hand is around your throat?” he asks, leaning closer. “Let me remind you of them. ‘Green’ if you’re good. ‘Yellow’ if you think you’re close to your limit. ‘Red’ if it’s too much. If you say ‘red,’ everything will come to a halt. Is that clear? No questions asked. You can say them at any time. Understood?”

“I remember them,” I answer, a rush of adrenaline coursing through me.

He wastes no time ripping off my underwear and slipping a finger inside me, causing a moan to escape my lips. I strain to keep my noises in check as I pick up on faint background sounds.

“That’s it, beautiful, better be quiet. Your noises are mine and mine alone.” He moves his finger faster before adding a second one. I’m so full. I close my eyes and surrender to the intense heat radiating from my core as he keeps touching me. My orgasm takes me by surprise. It’s fast and intense. I might hate him, but damn, he’s good with his fingers. He leans in close, bites my earlobe, and whispers in my ear, “I hope you’re ready for me. We don’t have much time, and I’ve been dreaming of being buried inside you again for years.”

Removing his fingers, he drops me to my feet. Spinning me around, he presses his hand on my back, pushing me forward, making my breasts press against the sink, the cool metal against my skin, my arse completely exposed for him. The sting of his hands hit me with no warning.

He spanks my arse. He. Spanks. My. Arse. And fuck, why is it so good?

“Hmm, looks like my Tink likes that.” I hear his zipper going down and feel him pressing into my entrance. My breath catches in my throat as he enters me, my back arching in response. “Fuuuck. I missed your pussy around my cock.”

I can’t speak. His words have a powerful effect on me, leaving me breathless and wanting more. He knows just how to push my buttons in bed, and the sound of his voice whispering dirty things in my ear is enough to almost send me over the edge.

“Look at us. Look at the mirror and look how good I fuck you.” I can’t resist his plea. My vision is hazy with lust. As he thrusts deeper, I can feel his grip tightening on my hips. “Colour?”

With no hesitation, I answer, “Green.” God, I want more. I need more.

“Harder.” I hear myself say. “Fuck me harder.”

Chapter 10

Aidan

“Harder.” I hear her say. “Fuck me harder.” She’s going to be the death of me. Like the good soldier that I am, I do as she asks. Her moan gets louder. I press my palm against her mouth, trying to muffle her noises.

“You want it harder? Fuck, look at you. Taking it like the good fucking slut you are.” I feel her pussy contract around me, and that almost sends me over the edge. Almost. “You like it when I call you my good little slut? Because that’s what you are. Welcoming my dick home with holy water.” Her breath is quick and shallow, her body following my every movement.

I roughly pull her hair and bring her face close to mine, my other hand tightening around her throat. Oh, yeah, she likes it alright.

“A-Aidan. Fuck. Please,” she begs.

“Please, what, beautiful?” My thrusts are deeper. I can feel my balls against her arse, and it’s fucking heaven.

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