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There was a pause as she raised her head to glare at him.
“Please! There. You made me beg, you monster. Are you happy now?”
“Ecstatic,” he replied, with a wide smile, as he slipped her lace panties off, and spread her legs wide.
Before she could do anything more than yelp, he settled comfortably in the vee of her legs and proceeded to eat her out, as if she was the most delicious dessert on earth. And she was. Delicious and everything that he had ever wanted.
CHAPTER18
JESSIE
Aryan took his time pleasuring me, stroking me gently with one finger as he licked and sucked his way to the tiny bundle of nerves that was crying out for his attention. He swiped it gently and then harder, even as his fingers made a foray inside me. First one finger and then a second one, as he moved in and out in time with the attention he was paying to my clit.
It didn’t take too long for me to come apart in his arms, and the tremors had barely subsided when he moved up my body and leaned over me to kiss me hard. He pulled out a condom from his wallet and sheathed himself before coming back to me.
Then he grabbed my wrists and pulled my hands over my head, holding them in place as he pushed his way into me slowly. I raised my hips and took him in as deep as I could, but it was a tight fit.
Aryan held my eyes as he began to move in and out. Slowly at first, and then, harder and faster. I moved too, clenching my inner muscles around him on the upstroke. My second orgasm snuck up on me, catching me unawares as I splintered around him, sobbing into the crook of his neck.
Aryan claimed my lips again as he moved faster until he found his own pleasure. He collapsed on me for a few seconds as he caught his breath. Then, he rolled away and went to the bathroom to clean up.
When he returned, I was already under the covers, feeling slightly shy. Now that my brain was unclouded by the haze of passion, I was uncomfortably aware of my generously curved body. The contrast between Aryan’s chiselled body and mine was chilling, and I just wanted to stay under the covers as all the uncomplimentary things that I’d heard people say about my shape came rushing back to me.
“Umm, too late to hide under the covers, Princess. I’ve already seen that gorgeous body,” said Aryan, with a smile, as he threw on his boxers.
“Shut up,” I muttered, not meeting his eyes.
The smile slipped from his face as he took in my expression.
“Jess, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
“No! It’s just that… you look so…” I waved a hand at his body, as if that was explanation enough. “ And I’m so fat,” I wailed.
“Are you crazy? You’re not fat! You’re perfect, Jess. An absolute goddess. You should come with a warning -dangerous curves ahead. A man could lose his way among those curves,” he said, settling down next to me, and drawing me into his arms.
He kissed me firmly and tucked my head into the crook of his shoulder. I curled into the warmth of his body and contemplated his words. It was nice to see myself through his eyes. I turned around in his arms, and he spooned me from behind, nuzzling the side of my neck gently.
It was too soon, but I couldn’t help grind my butt against his crotch, enjoying the feeling of him going hard against me.
“You’re an evil, wicked witch,” he murmured drowsily. “And when we wake up, I’m going to give you exactly what you deserve.”
I giggled as I settled into his arms and closed my eyes. It was still early when I woke, my ankle twinging to remind me not to jump out of bed as I usually did. I was draped across Aryan’s chest, my leg up over his thigh. He looked so peaceful in sleep. I grinned and decided to destroy that peace. It was the least I could do after he had driven me to madness last night. It was time to return the favour.
Slowly, taking care not to jar my ankle, I slid down his body and peeled his boxers away from the hard length of him. With a hum of pleasure, I proceeded to wake him up in the best way possible. When I looked up, he was awake and staring at me intensely.
I shot him a wicked smile and went back to what I was doing. He grabbed my hair and tugged gently, indicating that he was close, so I pulled him out of my mouth with an audible plop. I reached over and grabbed a condom from his wallet. Holding his gaze, I slid it on him and climbed up his body. Slowly, achingly, I impaled myself on his length, moaning as he filled me.
Aryan allowed me to move up and down a few times, but my movement was restricted by my sore ankle. So he grabbed my hips and flipped me over onto my back, and ploughed into me until I came apart. And he didn’t stop until I came again, as hard as the first time. When he groaned and shuddered against me, I wound my legs around his hips to hold him there, not wanting to let go.
“I’m too heavy,” he protested.
I shook my head.
“No, you’re perfect,” I replied, kissing his shoulder softly.
Aryan sighed happily and rolled off me to get rid of the condom. When he came back, he tried to get back into bed, but I shook my head.
“You need to leave before everyone wakes up, Aryan,” I whispered.
