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I needed him.
I needed him so bad.
I arched against him, grinding into him, encouraging him to forget. It seemed to work, because when I brushed my tits into his chest, his mouth slid down, down, down to my nipple. His teeth caught the tip, and he pulled on it with a ferocity that had me yelping.
Every move he made spoke of the violence in him, and I knew that at this moment, I was feeling the raw Aidan. The man who’d killed. Who’d committed violence.
In my name.
But all I could think was that Thomas’ killer had gotten what he deserved.
That wasn’t a PC thought, and I knew I should have found Aidan’s confession abhorrent, should have been repulsed but maybe he was right.
Maybe Iwasgruesome.
Maybe violence didn’t scare me.
I’d seen it when I was young, had seen my dad be violent during situations that were out of his control. I’d seen him beat a paparazzo, watched as he destroyed rooms if any of his kids were ever injured or harmed. I didn’t fear fists. They could hurt, but I’d never had them used against me.
Just for me.
In my defense.
To keep me safe.
Shivering at the thought, I clutched at him as he bit my nipple, tugging on it to the point of pain before he leaned forward, pushing me down against the massage table.
When he bowed over me, his lips pressing along the length of me, slipping down my torso, I knew what he was going to do and nearly died as he found that crease that had so fascinated his fingers. He kissed it, brushing it with his lips and tongue before he delved between my legs.
A shaky gasp escaped me as I stared up at the gym ceiling.
When I woke up, I hadn’t expected this. Couldn’t have expected this. And yet... it felt like I’d been waiting for this moment all my life.
For him to kiss me like this, to touch me, to hold me, to take me, to claim me.
To make me his.
I whimpered when his tongue found my clit, and in contrast to the violence of before, he didn’t bite, but he was ferocious with each gesture he made. He didn’t just flick his tongue against the tiny nub, he devoured me. Eating me up in a way that made me think he’d spent a lifetime ravenous.
A scream escaped me when two fingers were thrust inside me, spearing me wide open as he scissored them apart, filling a space that had needed him for so fucking long. I hadn’t been celibate, but by God, I might as well have been. With his hand, he’d done more for me than some dudes had with their entire frickin’ bodies.
Back arching, head falling against the densely packed leather, it felt like my entire being was vibrating as he sucked down on my clit with a hunger that made me want to explode.
I felt him shifting around, moving, but I didn’t care, didn’t give a damn so long as he didn’t stop touching me.
As he sucked on my clit in tangent with thrusting those deliciously thick fingers inside me, I growled as he raked up against the front wall of my pussy. A vibrator was the nearest anyone had ever gotten to my G-Spot, and I pretty much howled when he found it, then metaphorically clutched it and didn’t let go.
"Ohmigod, Ohmigod, Ohmigod, Ohmigod, Ohmigod, Ohmigod," I howled, and my heels dug into his shoulders, which had me whimpering because I’d forgotten about my sore ankle, but the pain entwined with the pleasure because, holy fuck, what kind of magic was this?
Energy reverberated around my insides like someone had dropped an atomic bomb in my womb, and when I came it was as if the whole world collapsed around me. As if the floor sucked me in, pulled me out of this reality and into some other place where darkness was the go-to hideaway.
Except, this darkness had lots of glitter.
Lots of rainbows and unicorns and leprechauns.
Of course.
Leprechauns.
