Page 41 of Aiden

“Stop teasing me!” I yell through a loud moan.

He slaps my ass, hard. When I look at him between my legs, I can tell his demeanor has changed into something more serious.

“I can’t get the image of your ass grinding against that fucking dude out of my head.” He hisses. “You’re mine, Emma. No man will ever make you feel like I do.”

He fucks me with his fingers fast and hard until I’m squirming with pleasure, whimpers pouring from my lips. He lays beside me, his body pressed against me. I can feel him against my leg. I want to say something, but I can’t. I cling onto his body. I’m on the edge but I’m not sure if he will pull away again.

“Can I come now?” I pant, praying he will allow me too. The anticipation of his permission turns me on even more.

“Yes, you may.” He growls, thrusting more erratically but his movements are still precise.

I come with a scream moments later, but he continues his assault on my clit. My body trembles and jerks, overwhelmed by pleasure.

“I…I’m finished,” I whisper through moans, trying to jerk away as the pleasure becomes too much.

His fingers never let up as his other hand pins my hip down. “You’ll be finished when I say you are.” He growls. I feel myself grow wetter at his words. “Now, tell me who owns this pussy?”

I moan. “You do, Aiden.”

“Good girl.” He slows his movements and pulls me upright, flush against his throbbing bulge. He grips my hips firmly as he moves my body roughly, making me grind against him. “Now, who owns you?”

I cum for the second time, screaming his name, which brings a smile to his face. I move to undo his pants, but he grabs my wrist.

“As much as I want to fuck your brains out, I’m still pretty pissed about last night.”

I frown. “I really am sorry, but I’ve been waiting for you all day.” Trailing a finger along his jawline, I plant a kiss on his lips.

He grabs my hips, and my stomach growls, causing his eyebrows to raise. “Did you eat today?”

I shake my head.

“Up, kitchen now,” He orders, and I follow reluctantly.

He pulls out a ton of options and I mindlessly pick through them. There’s only one thing on my mind and it’s not on this counter. I know I just came but I want him inside me, I need him.

I glance over at Aiden. I know this is a stupid thing to do but, “I guess if you don’t want me, I can always go to a party and...” I don’t finish my fib, surprised at my words as my cheeks redden.

Aiden stalks over to me, taking deep calculated breaths, before gently wrapping his hand around my throat. The throbbing between my legs grows and I squeeze my legs together. He’s awakened my sexual desires in ways I never thought possible.

“The fuck you will,” He growls. “Bend over that fucking table.”

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I obey his request.

His hands are tight around my waist as he grinds against me. I wiggle my ass against his length, letting him know how much I want him in me. I hear a zipper flying down, and a wrapper being ripped open, before he rams into me from behind. I let out a moan as he stretches me almost uncomfortably. He grips my braid as he pumps in and out of me at a steady, rhythmic pace.

“You fucking love this, don’t you?” He growls, slapping my ass.

I try to nod my head but his grip on my hair is too tight, causing twinges of pain which in turn causes the pleasure to override my senses.

“You’re such a good girl for me. Fuck.”

His words unravel me.

“You’re mine.” Aiden pounds harder into me. His hands caress me from behind, his gentle touches make me shiver as he slides his hand down my spine. “So fucking soft.” He tells me, bringing his mouth to kiss my shoulder. Reaching around, he fondles my breast. Kneading and pulling on my nipples. His body shudders as I feel him filling the condom with hot liquid.

He grabs my waist and sits me on the table, before going to toss the spent condom. He cups my face and plants a soft kiss on my lips, before leaning his forehead against mine as our breathing calms.

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