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Olivia’s hands clenched convulsively against the window, but she managed to keep them where he wanted them. “My ass, please, Sir,” she said, already breathing heavily.
“Oh, you’re going to have to do better than that.” Aiden tugged sharply on her panties, tearing them from her body with the sound of ripping fabric. He fucking loved her squeak of surprise, and loved even more that she remained in position. “I know how much you love a good ass fucking, Liv. Tell me how much you want it.”
Pushing her now-naked ass back against him, she begged, “Please fuck me in the ass, Sir. Nothing in the world makes me feel better than your cock in my ass, fucking me as hard as you can. You know what an anal slut I am.”
“Mmm.” He grasped her hips and held her against him even tighter, relishing the feel of her against the bulge in his jeans. “Such pretty words from my good girl.”
She moved her hips in a tiny circle, the little minx, and he had to bite back a groan. “Stay,” he ordered, stepping away to undo his pants. He pushed them down his hips only enough for his cock to spring free, then fished the tiny individual packet of lubricant from his pocket.
“Please,” Olivia moaned when he tore the packet open, wiggling her ass at him in invitation.
“Patience,” he scolded with a dark chuckle. He pushed two fingers slowly into her, pumping them in and out to spread the lube around. “Is this what you want?”
She groaned. “It’s not enough, Sir.” Her voice shook with lust and excitement. “I need your cock inside me.Please. I’ll die if I have to wait any more.” Despite her words, she pushed back against his fingers hungrily, taking them into her as deep as they could go, and cried out when he removed them.
Christ, he loved it when she begged. Spreading her ass cheeks wide, he pressed the head of his cock up against her tight entrance. “All right, my beautiful little anal slut. Open up for me.”
Her whole body vibrated at his words, and she panted heavily as he pushed his way through her tight ring of muscle. “Fuuuuuuuuck,” she said, more a moan than actual speech.
He pulled out halfway, and then slammed back in, flattening her completely against the window. A slight sheen of sweat covered her skin, making her arms slippery against the glass.
“More.” She was pleading again, which sent a jolt straight through his cock. “Please, please, please, pl—” Her words fell away as he started to fuck her properly, replaced by harsh, jagged breaths.
“Your ass is mine,” he growled into her ear, pumping in and out of her as hard as he could. “Your pussy is mine. Your mouth is mine. This”—he snaked his hand around her hip, forcing his way between her and the glass, fingers searching until he found her clit—“ismine.”
She gave a sharp cry of pleasure that ended in something almost like a sob. “I’m yours.” She sounded absolutely nothing like herself, voice high and breathless. “All of me. Take whatever you want.”
Fucking hell, he’d never heard anything sexier in his entire life. He almost came right then and there, but managed to get ahold of himself at the last second. He’d make sure to push her over the edge first if it fucking killed him.
Wrapping one hand up in her long tangle of hair, he pulled hard, arching her neck back. “Fucking fuck!” Her hips bucked out of control, losing their rhythm as he applied more pressure to her clit.
“Fly for me, love,” he rasped out, and she screamed her pleasure, spasmodically clenching around his cock.
Christ almighty, her ass was like a fucking vise, and he couldn’t have held back any longer if he’d tried. His shouts joined hers as he camehard, and he completely flattened her against the window with his body, his hands covering hers.
It wasn’t until they’d both stilled, their panting breaths slowing back to normal, that he realized he’d called herloveinstead ofLiv. It was more than possible she’d been too far-gone to notice. Given their looming parting, that certainly seemed like the best possible outcome.
So why was he desperately hoping she’d heard him?
CHAPTER14
Olivia
Love.
Had he actually called her that? Or had she heard him wrong?
There was no way. She’d been panting and moaning and screaming like a fucking porn star at the time. It was much easier to believe he said Liv and she misheard him, than that he was all of a sudden using the L-word with her.
Right?
Sweet Christ, she literally had no idea. And because there was no way to find out without straight-up asking him (not a fucking chance), she was lost inside her head, spiraling out of control instead. She’d been so distracted during the bit of bondage they were experimenting with an hour ago, Aiden had called it quits and stalked off to cook dinner.
Which meant she was letting one potentially misheard word fuck up her last day with Aiden. And there was no way she could let that keep happening. Not unless she wanted to regret it for the rest of her life.
“Dinner’s ready,” Aiden said, voice devoid of any emotion.
She watched him leave the galley kitchen, a plate in each hand, from her spot in an overstuffed armchair by the back window-wall. It was easy to see him from the opposite side of the house, for with the exception of the single bathroom, the whole cabin was a giant open-concept room.
