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hits my skin, my body arches up. Taking full advantage, he slides forward just a bit, but it’s more than

enough for me to feel the girth of him.

My body stretches to accommodate his size, and it’s that spark of pain that sends me right over the

edge. My orgasm slams into me, and all I can do is stare into Master Aiden’s tense eyes as he does

his best to make this good for me. Though I can appreciate the effort, part of me wants him to take his

pleasure, especially now that my release hums through my body.

His eyes never leave mine as he pushes into me, forcing my body to accommodate him. Pulling the

vibrator away, I give my clit a moment to recover while he inches his way in.

God, he’s thick, nearly splitting me in two, but the discomfort doesn’t dissuade me. I want him, all

of him.

Master Aiden leans down as he bottoms out, kissing just below my breasts, groaning against my

skin. It vibrates through me, making my body clench around him. Rising back up, he slowly pulls out,

letting his length drag against my raw nerves before sliding right back in.

Another orgasm builds deep inside, and I apply the vibrator to my clit once more. As soon as I’m

moaning and writhing, Master Aiden grips the ropes about my waist and uses those for leverage as he

fucks me with a wild abandon. We both cry out, our voices mingling in the small space until it sounds

like we’re just one of many finding our releases.

Before I can reach my second orgasm, he swells within me, making an already snug fit impossibly

tight. His eyes bore into mine as his fingers leave the ropes and grip my body, his nails digging into

my skin.

With an exultant shout ripping from my lips, my body twists beneath him as my second orgasm

crests. He slams his fingers into me giving me that fullness that I crave. They pump in and out, curling

to hit that spot that makes my toes curl and my vision go white. I hump his hand, not caring at all what

any of the onlookers think about my wanton display of lust. All that matters is Master Aiden and the

pleasure rocking through both of us as we stay connected for as long as we can, both of us panting.

His fingers graze my cheek, and I can’t help but sigh at his touch. I never want this moment to end.

I don’t want him to pull out and separate us, even though I know it’s inevitable.

“What do you say we go back to your place and get cleaned up?” His lips quirk into a smile, but I

can see that it doesn’t reach his eyes.

Shoving that out of my head, I beam up at him, more than willing to go for round two. He pulls out