“You wanted my attention?” he growls.
“Let’s go upstairs.”
“I was in the middle of something.”
“Sorry. I just …”
“You wanted to be a brat. I know.” He bites my shoulder hard, and I exhale loudly. “Don’t test me again.”
I run my tongue across my teeth, so badly wanting to say,Or what?
“Don’t do it, brat,” he breathes. “You might not like it.”
I close my eyes, sticking out my tongue. “I think you’re right,” I barely whisper.
He grabs behind his back, pulling out my underwear, then shoves it in my mouth. “Now shut the fuck up so I can finish what I started.”
I inhale sharply. Aaron Olson … the dom …
The girls are going to fucking die when they hear about this.
He grabs my legs, putting both of them over his shoulder, and then slams his tongue back into my clit. I moan upon contact, obsessed with this and every fucking detail of tonight.
His fingers squeeze my thighs before I feel two fingers enter me. Moaning, I am thrilled they’ve been added back into the equation. The licks, sucks, nibbles … I’m on the edge, ready to come again for him. But then the rhythm of his fingers changes, going slower. The flicks of his tongue become delicate.He’s fucking dragging this out.I moan in protest.
“A little longer, baby,” he says, and I feel his breath on me.
I moan again, begging. He chuckles, then gets back to work.Fuck.I am going to explode. Lost in the sensations and the thrill, I shudder, my head jolting back, screaming into my gag.
30
Hovering above her, I take her underwear out of her mouth, putting it back in my pocket.
“Oh my God,” she whispers. “Um … wow.”
My face can’t hide how much I like that she enjoyed it. Sitting next to her, I untie her wrists and place a soft, delicate kiss on her lips.
“Aaron … you’re a little freak!” She swats my arm, and I smile, taking another look at her in just a bra and boots.
“Sex in your thirties … it hits different, right?”
“Aaron Olson hits different,” she retorts. “I’m rarely speechless, and I am right now.”
“So, you’re having fun? You liked all of that?”
“Yes. I am having the best night of my life.”
“Good.” I play with the ends of her hair. “That’s what I’m going for.” I smile before we hold a heated stare.
“Take me upstairs already.”
The list I’m building.If only she knew all of the punishments she would be getting … if we were together like that. But we haven’t talked about that. Hopefully this preview is enough to pique her curiosity.
“These wings. They have to stay on.”
“I’ll keep them on if you walk up the stairs very slowly and sexy.”
“Easy enough.” Sarah smirks before saying, “Alexa, play ‘Love is a Bitch’ by Two Feet.”