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“I’m a habitual bachelor. I’ve never been married, and I don’t want children. I don’t find it at all appealing. Marriage to me—” he shrugged his shoulders and swallowed his soup “—it’s not something I’m capable of. I don’t know, maybe the right woman. I’m thirty-five, so I really don’t see changing my mind. Maybe. I’ve had two serious girlfriends, both when I was in my twenties. Both relationships ended amicably.”
He’s thirty-five. Devin is thirty-five. They aren’t brothers. I smiled broadly and damn near sobbed into my soup.
“What is it?”
“Nothing, tell me more.” I picked up the wine, refilling our glasses with enthusiasm as he studied me oddly. I was acting like a jackass. I would have to try harder to salvage our night.
“Not exactly the reaction I’m used to when I declare that I’m a permanent bachelor.”
“It doesn’t bother me. I just got out of that nightmare. I’m relieved you are this way. I won’t ever marry again, Aiden.” I felt a shiver down my spine as I said the words, more certain than ever of the truth of them.
I had business sense. When it came to a hard cock, I had no sense. Only one of these things defined my future. For now, I would revel in the fact that I was a ravenous slut with an insatiable need, and this man seemed to want me just as much.
He sat back in his seat, pushing his bowl away. “I look at you and I see differently.”
I felt my cheeks heat at the sudden pressure of his words. “Aiden, I—”
“Hear me out before you panic.”
“Okay.”
He grabbed my hand across the table. “I’m not declaring my love. It would be a lie. I’m not promising anything. But what I will tell you is when I’m with you, there is a new kind of calm in me. One I didn’t realize existed until you came along. I like it. I want to keep it around.” He lifted my hand to his lips and brushed them over my knuckles. That act alone had my pulse thumping between my thighs. Stroking a thumb over the top of my hand, his eyes turned molten. “And you have the most perfect tasting pussy I’ve ever had my mouth on. I don’t think I can wait past dinner to get another taste.”
“Then please don’t wait,” I whispered.
“Take this finger,” he said, stroking my index with his, “and put it inside you.”
Without hesitating, I did what he asked, gasping at how much I needed to be touched, needed his touch. My clit was throbbing, begging for attention. Sensing me straying from his orders, he stopped me.
“Don’t, that belongs to me. Now bring your finger to my lips, Nina.” Obliging, I lifted my hand over the table to his mouth and moaned as he sucked my finger eagerly. Kissing the pad of it, he let go, placing a chaste kiss on the inside of my palm, and then resting his cheek in it.
“I can’t say that you openly admitting to loving another man won’t make a difference. You say you are done, and I choose to believe you. With any other woman, I would walk away. With you, it makes me burn.”
“I didn’t know you existed.” My voice was small as I studied his perfect lips.
“And now that you do?” he asked, pulling his face from my hand and making room for the plate of perfectly cooked tenderloin with béarnaise set out before us. The waiter disappeared, and I couldn’t help but hope we stayed uninterrupted. I was on fire for him, every muscle in my body tightening. The longer his eyes lingered on me, the more desperate I became to keep them there.
“I wanted you from the minute I saw you, Aiden. That’s something. I won’t promise you anything, either, but I want the same. When I’m with you, I feel more like me.”
“So we agree we give this a chance?” I nodded, my body reacting to his stare and peaking for him. My breasts felt like a heavy burden, and my nipples ached.
“Aiden, I need you.” My voice was hoarse, filled with desire. He stood abruptly and walked over to the banquet double doors, locking them. He took my hand, leading me out to the private balcony and sat on the couch. I straddled him at his urging as he slid his hands up under my dress and cupped my ass. He looked at with me with reverence. My chest expanded with an ache for only him.
“Aiden, please, I can’t wait.” Towering over him on my knees, I stroked his full lips with my tongue, watching as the last of the sun’s rays danced off his golden hair. His fingers found purchase as he slid them through my drenched folds, his eyes never leaving my face, lighting a fire. Pushing me to sit over the hard bulge in his pants, he pulled out a heavy breast and sucked on the nipple eagerly then grazed his teeth back and forth over the taut flesh. Close to the edge, I grabbed the back of his head, grinding my pussy into his hand, my body begging as I breathed heavily. Riding his skilled fingers, I was near climax and just about to burst when he stilled them. “Stop,” he ordered as he withdrew from me. I paused on his lap. He moved underneath my dress, releasing his long, thick cock. I gripped it with my hand with the intent on guiding myself down on him.
“I want your mouth,” he said just as I aligned us. “Now, Nina, put my cock in your mouth.”
Searching his eyes, confused and near combustion, I sank down on my knees on the unforgiving wooden deck, licked and parted my lips. Pulling roughly at my chin with his hand, he opened my mouth wide and shoved his entire length inside. I gagged through it as I looked up at him, sucking and gasping around his girth. He was hard, really hard, and his eyes told me he had no intention of relenting. He gripped the sides of my head as he fucked my mouth, thrusting up and choking me slightly. I regained control, gripping him with my hand that he swatted away.
“Use your mouth, not your hand.” Scolding me further, he gripped my hair and the back of my head, forcing it down over his impressive length. It was animalistic and cruel, and I loved every minute.
“When I get you home and you lead me to your bed,” he grunted pumping further into me, “I’m going to rip that fucking dress off and hurt you with this cock. Show me you want that, too. Suck it.”
He thrust deep on his last words, and I moaned, my eyes watering as he battered my throat, gripping me hard and shooting his orgasm in my mouth without warning. He pulled my hair harder, forcing me down to his root, and slung his hips one final time as his salty cum coated my throat.
I gasped as he pulled out of my mouth, wiping it with the back of my hand, and looking up at him with surprise. He pulled me back into his lap, cupping my still exposed breast and pulling at the nipple with his teeth. Stifled by my reaction to his cruelty, I tilted my head back.
“Dined like a lady and fucked like a whore.”
