Page 93 of Reclaimed

He steals my breath as he starts to move, the steady rhythm picking up speed. His gaze is fixated on the place we’re joined together as he still holds the gusset of my underwear out of the way.

I lie on my side, one palm planted in the bed for balance, the other clenching into the sheets as pleasure races through my system. Aiden feels so good, so big, the delicious stretch sending a jolt through me with each deep thrust. Twisting my torso so my back lies flat, I reach up and cup his neck. His heated gaze is intense as he finds my eyes.

“Fuck me, Aiden.”

His hips snap in response, and he tucks my leg behind his waist. “Like this?”

“Faster, honey.” My eyes slip closed as his thumb finds my swollen clit.

Aiden growls, leaning over to take my lips. His tongue invades my mouth, and I swallow his groan of satisfaction.

When I lose his lips, he also pulls out.

“Where do you think you’re going?” I sass.

He stacks his pillows in the middle of the bed and slaps them. “Need that ass.” His hands grip my waist and turn me onto my hands and knees, cushioning my belly with the stack. “Want to try something else.”

A thrill shoots through me as he curls his fingers into the elastic of my cheeky panties and drags the satin down my thighs. They wind up on the floor before he’s back, his mouth exploring the newly bared skin.

“You have a fantastic ass, starshine.”

“You’ve seen it before.” I think back to the number of dance outfits he’s seen me in, stubbornly denying how this could be such a novelty.

“Not like this,” he growls, sinking his teeth into the supple cheek. He shifts behind me, and then he’s spreading me. “God, you’re gorgeous.”

His warm breath fans over my dripping pussy followed a second later by his tongue. He licks a sturdy strip from my clit straight through the crease of my ass.

“Aiden!” I squeak, shocked at the zing of pleasure reverberating in my clit from the unexpected move. I rock forward against the pillows.

“Hold still, baby. I’m having breakfast.”

I groan loudly as he repeats the motion, swirling his tongue around the unexplored area. My fingers grip wildly at the sheets as he eats and eats and eats. The wet sound of his tongue fills the room.

“Oh my god.” I bury my face in the pillows as a red flush races up my neck.

“You gonna come?”

“Yes.” I whimper and rock back into his face. The earlier shyness vanished, only to be replaced by unhindered pleasure. My muscles shake with the tension gripping them as he hurtles me toward an earthshattering orgasm. “Don’t stop. Just like that. Keep going. I’m—I’m coming.”

He sinks two fingers inside of me just as I splinter apart. A spasm grips my core, squeezing him in pulsing shocks, and I scream his name into the pillow.

With a final kiss on my ass cheek, Aiden slips his fingers free and replaces them with his cock.

“You’re still twitching, baby.”

“I think I’m coming again,” I mumble deliriously into the pillow. I’m wrung out, my limbs limp from the pleasure.

“You feel good from this angle too.”

“You’re really deep.”

A cell phone rings from somewhere in the room, the sound unnatural to our sex-filled bubble.

“That me or you?” Aiden grinds out.

“Think that’s you, lover.”

Aiden’s fingertips dig into my plush hips, gripping me tight as he plows into me from behind. “They’ll call back.”

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