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I was panting as he finally pulled back and then dropped to his knees.
“You’ve already seen the scars,” I whimpered. “Please.”
I was more than ready to beg him to fuck me. I needed him inside me.
My body trembled as I squirmed when his tongue started tracing my scars again, but I jumped as one powerful jerk divested me of my panties.
I nearly went up in flames as I realized that he planned on putting his mouth somewhere else, and he wasn’t shy as he dived into my slick pussy.
The first touch of his tongue probing at my slit sent me reeling, and I let out a moan of pleasure that I’d never heard come from my lips before.
This was new.
It was foreign.
And it was so damn hot that I felt swept away to another place, another time.
It was a promise he’d never had the time to realize.
He’d always talked about how much he wanted to taste me, years ago, but our couplings had been quick and basic, from necessity.
My ex-husband had been nothing but brutal, and his face had never gotten anywhere near that area of my anatomy.
But Aiden was there now, and apparently loving every minute of it.
I parted my legs a little more to give him better access.
And when he finally buried his face completely into my quivering pussy, I literally screamed because the pleasure was so intense.
He tasted me like a man who had been deprived of sustenance way too long. Like he was famished, and I was his only source to feed on.
“Oh, God. Aiden,” I groaned.
A million sensations exploded from my body, and the way he made me feel was almost frightening.
But I was more desperate than I was afraid.
“More,” I pleaded. “Please.”
He gave me more when his slick tongue slid over my clit.
And then he took it away when he licked me from bottom to top.
“Aiden. I need to come. Please.”
The heat and pressure building up inside my core was intense. I had to have relief.
I felt greedy, and completely lost. I speared my hands into his hair, and pulled his face flush against my vulnerable pussy.
I needed . . .
More pressure.
More heat so I could burn hotter until I orgasmed.
More of . . . Aiden.
“Yes,” I screamed as I felt the pressure of my climax building.
I leaned my head back against the wall and closed my eyes, my pleasure so powerful that I could barely stand.
His large hands cupped my ass tightly, but I didn’t care. It felt good to have his fingers clutching me like he never wanted to move from where he was right now.
He used his grip to pull me onto his face harder. The pressure and the feel of his tongue teasing my clit were nearly unbearable.
I fisted his hair as I felt the first powerful waves of my orgasm completely consume me.
I had no control; I was along for the ride.
Aiden was lapping at my juices that flooded my core as I experienced a climax so strong that it rocked me, and it was the most erotic thing I’d ever heard. He kept sucking like he had to have every bit of me, even as my climax became merely ripples, and then just an overall sensation of floating.
I yanked on his hair. “Fuck me,” I demanded.
I was single-minded. I had to feel him inside me, even though he’d just given me one of the most powerful orgasms I’d ever experienced.
He came to his feet and I let go of his hair, the wild look in his eyes so fierce that my core clenched in reaction.
He yanked his sweater off, and I salivated as I saw all that smooth skin pulled tight over toned muscles.
I wanted to touch him, but I wanted him naked even more.
His shoes, socks, pants, and boxer briefs all came off in a frenzy.
I yanked my dress over my head and then removed my bra.
When we were joined, I needed it to be flesh to flesh.
“I can’t wait any longer, Skye,” he growled as his naked body pinned me against the wall.
“Don’t, then. Fuck me right now,” I answered as I panted with anticipation.
I’d caught a brief glimpse of his enormous hard cock, and I wanted to claim it. I wanted Aiden inside me.
“Wrap those sexy legs around my waist,” he demanded as he lifted me up by my ass.
I had no sooner obeyed him than he plunged inside me desperately.
Bam!
My rear end hit the wall, his hands cushioning the blow.
And then he was there, inside me, around me, consuming me.
I strained against him, needing every inch of his cock, even though he was already stretching me.
“Ride this with me, baby,” he rasped next to my head. “Stay with me.”
Like I could do anything else?
And then it hit me that he didn’t want me to be afraid. That he knew that sometimes I had flashbacks.
“I’m not thinking of anything else but you,” I said breathlessly. “Just fuck me, Aiden. I need you.”
“Jesus Christ! I need you, too, Skye. So damn much,” he said with a ferociousness I hadn’t heard from him in years. “Always have. Always will.”
I tightened my legs around his waist, encouraging him to move. “Then take me.”
My body never did and never would belong to anybody but him.
He pulled almost out of me, and then slammed back in. “You were meant to be mine,” he snarled. “You and me. We were always right.”
“I know,” I panted.
His fingers pressed into the skin of my ass possessively as he started to set a frenetic rhythm that made me spin out of control.
I was free when I was with Aiden.
I was wild when I was with Aiden.
I was me again when I was with Aiden.
No holding back.
I rode his cock as he pummeled inside me.
Harder and harder.
Faster and faster.
Until our bodies were slick with sweat.
When he started grinding against me with every hard entry, I felt like I was spiraling out of control.
I wanted that stimulation to my clit every time he filled me.
“Yes. I need to come,” I screamed.
“I’ll make you come,” he rasped.
He drove into me deeper, and at an angle that rubbed against my clit so hard that I exploded.
“Aiden,” I yelled as my body imploded.
“That’s it. Come for me, Skye. I can’t wait any longer.”
It became obvious moments later that I was coming. I scratched at his back and bit down on his shoulder, because I didn’t quite know how to handle the extreme force of my climax.
Aiden’s body tightened, and he groaned my name, “Skye. Baby. Holy hell.”
His big body shuddered, and he found his own heated release deep inside me.
There was nothing but the sound of our labored breathing as we recovered. I was too stunned to speak for at least a couple of minutes.
“Goddamn it to hell,” he finally said as he put his forehead on my shoulder.
I stroked his sweat-slick back. “What?”
“I swore we were going to do it in a bed the first time.”
It took me a minute to realize that we’d never found ourselves in a bed together, even though we’d had sex.
And we hadn’t made it to a bedroom this time, either.
I didn’t care. I had no control when it came to the man who was frustrated because he didn’t think we’d done it quite right for the first time in almost a decade.
