Page 116 of My Irresistible Enemy

“No,” I said, returning his smile. “No, you’re going to fuck yourself.”

His brow furrowed. “I don’t—”

“Turn around,” I said. “Hands and knees.”

I helped him up and moved into position behind him. His hole looked so soft and inviting, the pink outer ring parting just enough to show a hint of the deeper red inside.

“You’re going to fuck yourself on my cock,” I said softly. “You’re going to show me how bad you want it. You’re gonna get me off. And you’re not going to come until you do.”

Aiden gasped again—I was never going to get tired of hearing that—and looked over his shoulder, his lips parted in surprise. I slicked my cock up and brought the tip to his entrance.

“Whenever you’re ready,” I said. “Just push back and take it as slow as you need to.”

Aiden nodded and slowly, so excruciatingly, deliciously slowly, pushed back onto my cock. His hole spread and stretched around the head, opening up to take me inside. He was soft and warm and, despite all the work he’d done to prep himself, perfectly tight.

It was agonizing, not being in control, not being the one to set the pace. But as much I ached to grab him by the hips and push all the way in, I restrained myself. Asking Aiden to take what I wanted to give him would be hot, but making him do the work—making him show me how badly he wanted it? Ten thousand times hotter.

He pushed back farther, taking more and more of me inside, until I was pressed up against his ass, my entire length nestled in his hole.

“Fuck, you’re so big,” he groaned, looking back at me.

“Tell me how it feels.”

“Full,” he panted, pulling off my cock half an inch, then pushing back onto it. “So fucking full. And hot. And hard. I can feel every inch of you inside me. Stretching me out.”

He pulled forward again, rolling his hips as he slid off my cock, then back onto it. “I love the way you fill me up and give me what I need.”

“Show me.” I reached a hand forward, bringing my fingertips to his chin. I tilted his head up, making him look me in the eye. “Can you do that? Can you show me how much you like it?”

Aiden nodded and whimpered, “Fuck, yes.”

And he did. He put his whole body into it, sliding on and off my cock. He was incredible, squeezing his muscles as he pulled off as though he didn’t want me to leave, then relaxing as he slid back on, welcoming me deeper into his body.

The view was unbelievable. His hole glided and slid along my shaft, stretching wider as he pulled off, the head of my cock almost popping out before he pushed onto it again. He panted underneath me, his body coated in a thin sheen of sweat.

Even though I was holding myself still, fighting the urge to thrust forward and fuck him hard, I was sweating too. As much as I wanted to draw this out, as much as I could have watched his hole work my cock forever, there was no way I was going to last much longer.

“Please,” Aiden begged, “please, give it to me.”

“You want it?” I said, unable to stop my hips from thrusting forward just a bit. “You want that load?”

“God, yes. Please. Fill me up.”

“I’m so close.” I put my hand on his lower back, running my palm along the curve of his spine, then trailed a finger down into the cleft between his ass cheeks. Christ, he felt amazing. “Keep going just like that. Make me come.”

He slid up and down, squeezing around my cock. I held his hips with both hands, trying and failing to keep from thrusting forward. Aiden moaned as I pumped into him.

“Fuck yes. Harder.”

“Make me come,” I panted, slamming my hips against his ass. “Make me come, Aiden. Make me—oh fuck, Aiden—”

I came in a rush, releasing into him. Holding on to his hips was the only thing that kept me upright. Aiden slid on and off my cock, milking every last drop out of me, keeping it deep inside his hole.

I could hardly breathe. I desperately wanted to collapse down onto him. That, or lie under him and let him face-fuck me until he’d returned the favor. I slid a hand around his hips and found his cock, rock hard. I wanted it in my mouth.

I started to pull out, but Aiden stopped me.

“No,” he said. “Leave it in. Please, leave it in me.”

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