I swallowed hard.
A show?
I had more practice touching myself thanks to the distance between us this summer, but it still felt new, and doing it in a semi-public space?
My necklace still had the invisibility spell on it, I checked before sitting on the edge of the couch. I took the piece of paper and tore it in half. The smaller top half, I transfigured into a delicate golden chain attached to clamps on either end. My nipples were still hard, showing my arousal, and I clamped each one, the chain pulled tight between them.
The larger half, I turned into a thick dildo with a wide base. I bent over to press it against the floor, the gold chain dangling and sending my nerves singing from the change in gravity.
Kneeling over the obscene cock, I aimed it at my dripping opening. I was almost shocked by how wet I was, but I remembered that Aiden could have done anything to me in my missing memories. I ran my fingers through the mess and brought them up to my mouth, tasting a mix of both our fluids.
Oh.
Well, that makes more sense.
I pressed my fingers back inside, testing to see how sore I was. I felt fine, and very loose, so I brought the head of the cock to my channel and sank down on it with a groan. I felt every inch, taking it deep on each thrust I made. The chain between my breasts tugged on my nipples, sending shockwaves directly to my clit, and I came with a cry.
“It’s not fair of you to be so sexy,” Aiden muttered, now visible in front of me, his cock hard and pointing directly at my lips.
I half-closed my eyes and opened my mouth, welcoming his weight on my tongue.
“I can’t decide whether I’d rather see your sexy tattoo while I pound into you or watch your breasts bounce while you ride my cock,” he said, grabbing my hair with one hand to keep it out of my face.
Both ideas sounded good to me, and my mouth was full, so I just hummed around him and kept thrusting down on the dildo.
“I did already fuck you from behind on the stairs coming up here,” Aiden mused. “How are your knees? Any carpet burns?”
To be honest, I hadn’t noticed any, but the mental picture his words evoked made me wetter than I already was. My knees were getting sore from the hard floor, and I sent a quick spell to soften it.
“But then, how can you answer me?” Aiden said with a chuckle. He thrust deep, almost choking me. “You’ll do whatever I want, won’t you, pet?”
I nodded slightly, tears pricking the corner of my eyes.
“So fucking sexy,” Aiden muttered. “Get up.” He pulled out abruptly and helped me stand on wobbly legs. “You’re going to sit on me.”
He sat in the middle of the couch and I straddled him, sliding him inside me with no difficulty.
“You stretched yourself for me,” Aiden said. “Good girl.” He palmed my hips, rocking me in a slow, sensual pace. It wasn’t too fast, so I was able to catch my breath, and my thighs weren’t burning from holding any one position for too long. “Yeah, that’s my beautiful girl,” he breathed. His hands left my hips, caressing my curves on the way up to my breasts. “Keep this pace, or I will tug on this golden leash you’ve made for yourself.”
My breath caught on a moan, and he grinned at me.
“Oh, you want the prick of pain, do you? All right. If you change the pace, I’ll let go.” He hooked his thumb into the chain and pulled the tiniest amount.
I gasped and arched my back.
“Ah, you like that, don’t you?” he asked rhetorically. “Fuck, Siobhan.” He drew in a sharp breath. “Tell me when it gets too much.” He let the chain take the weight of his hand.
I cried out, the pain bursting into pleasure and sending me over the edge again.
He relaxed the pressure while I shook on top of him. When I was able to take up the pace he had set for me once more, he nodded in satisfaction. “What a good little sex pet you are.”
I preened at the praise, thrusting my chest forward in silent supplication.
Instead of pulling the chain again, Aiden bent and flicked his tongue over each nipple, making me quiver.
Voices on the stairs distracted me for a moment, but then Aiden wrapped his arms around my body and pulled me even closer, sucking the rosy tip of my breast into his mouth and lashing it with his tongue.
I forgot for a moment that we were in a public place.