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Suddenly, all the humor was sucked out of the room as Aiden turned back to his cooking. Scrambling to gain some balance back, I offered a hand, which he refused. Minutes later, I could still feel the heaviness as we dined in silence. I glanced at him as he studied his plate, refusing to look at me.
“I’ve hurt you and ruined this,” I said, waving the white flag. “I mean, I know you’re trying, but I ruined this, haven’t I?” I pushed my plate away, suddenly sick. “I should go.” I looked up to see Aiden gripping his towel that rested on his shoulder. He moved it to wipe his mouth then grabbed my hand.
“I just don’t see a way around it,” he bit out, as if we were having a conversation I was just joining. “Around making you pay.” His eyes flared as I swallowed slowly. Playful Aiden was gone, and I found myself afraid of him for the first time. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, but somehow I knew our dynamic had changed, and I didn’t know if we would ever get it back.
“Aiden, I want so much for us to be okay again. I do.”
“I don’t think I can be the nice guy you want me to be right now. I’m pretty fucking mad.”
“I’ll just go.” I reached over and kissed him on the cheek. He slammed his fist down on the table, making me jump, the sudden noise ruining me and putting my already torn nerves on high alert. I braved one last look, and he struck out, gripping me tightly and pulling me into his lap.
“I didn’t know. I swear I didn’t know he was your cousin. I knew you weren’t brothers and that was enough for me.”
“And when you let him fuck you?!” I flinched. He pushed me down to the bottom of his thighs as he freed his throbbing cock from his sweatpants. I licked my lips, feeling the instant longing then looked up at him.
“Where should I put my cock tonight, naughty Nina? In your lying fucking mouth, or you treacherous pussy?” I wanted to shy away from his anger, but instead, I was turned…the…fuck…on. I slapped him anyway, feigning offense, and saw the small smile form on his lips before disappearing. He gripped me roughly as he pulled me off of his lap, pushing me toward his kitchen island.
My mind scrambled as his glowing eyes burned into me. “I’m supposed to forgive you for letting him have this,” he hissed as he cupped my sex over my thin, white shorts. I ground my hips, wanting to feel the delicious friction. I gripped him back, sliding my hands up and down the smooth, soft skin that covered his hard, thick muscle.
“Put it anywhere you want, Aiden,” I invited, my chest heaving fast. He saw my fear and called my bluff.
“Big mistake,” he snapped, ripping my shorts free, and not bothering to hold back his contempt for the rest of my clothes as he shredded through them. I was face down on the counter, bracing myself for the worst. I felt the burn in my scalp as he held me there, his hand fisted in my hair. I felt the violence threatening to escape him in his fucking. It was tangible in the air as I waited, pussy dripping in anticipation.
“You’re a ready whore,” he hissed as I jerked my head up, but he forced it down. “I cooked the dinner. Dined like a lady and fucked like a whore, remember?”
“Then shut up and do it,” I hissed back, suddenly unafraid and ready to fight, angry at his power over me. Sensing my fury, he let me up. I whirled on him, clawing his now bared chest.
“I was Devin’s whore, now you proclaim I’m yours? Fuck you.” His eyebrows shot up as he stopped my assault. Pressing his forehead to mine, he wrapped his arms around me as we stood naked in his kitchen. I tried to wriggle free as he held me tightly to him.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean that. I didn’t mean to hold it against you. I’m sorry. We all have our weakness, and right now mine is you.”
I stopped fighting as I looked up at him. He seemed sincere. I surprised myself with my next words.
“Punish me.” His eyes widened. “Please, Aiden.” He took a step back and grabbed my hand, leading me upstairs. When we reached the top, I held his hand tightly as he led me to his bedroom. I felt the familiar stir of memories of all the times he’d had me and looked at him with longing.
“Can we really do this?” I had unintentionally spoken my thought aloud, and he paused as if to let me know I had to answer the question for myself. I began to breathe heavily as I looked at the beautiful man still trying to handle my indecision. I was hesitating because of Devin, and somehow I was sure he knew it.
Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
Making a quick decision, I sank to my knees, gripping his hard cock and licking my lips. He jerked my chin up to meet his eyes as I readied my mouth.
“You look at me with every fucking twirl of your tongue and move of your lips. The minute you look away, I will punish you.”
I nodded, taking him into my mouth, our eyes locked. He stood perfectly still as I sucked him mercilessly, scraping the top of my nails over his thighs and then purposefully digging them into his skin to draw blood. He bit his lip in approval as he glared down at me, my mouth working frantically to soothe the hurt I’d caused him. I felt his length harden further as a burst of pre-cum invaded my mouth, and it spurred me on.
I let my eyes water, taking him deep, but never closing them so he could see my apology. He pulled himself out of my mouth as I dove back in, trying to recapture him. Standing me up, he gripped my throat then pushed me onto his nightstand, my back knocking off the lamp.
He invaded me without pause, thrusting into me furiously as I screamed out his name. He stopped briefly to throw the lamp on the bed, using the cord to bind my wrists over my head, securing them around the post. I heard the thump of the lamp behind me as it hit the headboard with each solid push of his hips. The sharp end of the stand bit into the top of my back as he filled me over and over. He lifted my legs and hooked them over his shoulders as he fisted my breasts painfully. I lifted my hips to match his movement, unbelieving of the build behind it.
Feeling the orgasm start around his cock, I shuddered with pleasure just as he robbed me of it by pulling out. “No!” I cried as I lost the sensation. He gripped himself, bringing it back to my mouth, I opened wide as he shot into me, unforgiving. His eyes told me not to protest as I licked the last of him and took it inside. He unplugged the lamp, untied my wrists then pulled me to his chest. I couldn’t hide my disappointment as he laughed at me openly.
“Wow, you are such a sore loser,” he said, grinning down at me.
“You might want to let that loss sit a little better. I have the rest of my punishment to dish out.”
I looked up at him with wide eyes. “You can’t be serious.”
“Oh, you thought punishment meant pleasure. Well, that’s the point, isn’t it, naughty girl? You see, I’m in charge of your pleasure. It’s time you learned that. Get on the floor, all fours.”
