Page 82 of Betrayal (Corrupt Empire 1)

“That’s all I’m asking. In return, I’ll give you what you desire.”

“What do you think I desire?”

He smirked as he traced circles along my stomach with his fingers.

“Me.”

I raised my eyebrow.

“You want to be fucked. You want me to slide my cock inside you. Give it to you harder and deeper than you’ve ever had before. That’s what you want. I know because I see it in your eyes.”

I couldn’t refute that statement even if I wanted to.

“Are you saying if I stop asking and give you time, then you’ll do that?”

“Yes.”

Oh. Oh shit. Oh fuck.

Was this actually happening? Had Aiden just agreed to fuck me sometime in the future?

“How exactly are you planning to make things up to me right now in that case?”

“Are you wet, Avery?”

I felt my face grow hot. I nodded, unable to say it aloud. He leant down and his teeth grazed along my ear.

“Wet at the thought of my cock, aren’t you? Did you like it when it was in your mouth? When I fed you my cum?”

“Y…Yes.”

His hand slipped below my jogging bottoms. I hadn’t bothered to get dressed in jeans today since I wasn’t exactly going anywhere. His fingers brushed over my clit, causing me to buck against him.

“Would you like me to fuck your mouth again?”

He moved my underwear aside and plunged a finger inside me. I moaned.

“Tell me.”

“I want your cock in my mouth.”

“Do you like it when I talk dirty to you?”

I nodded, moaning again when he inserted a second finger inside me. His tongue curled around the back of my ear and I squirmed beneath him.

“Mmm, you’re so fucking tight. So hot. I bet you taste so fucking sweet. Shall I try you?”

I didn’t have the wherewithal to answer him. Pent up and needy, I wanted Aiden like nothing else. Even though he told me to give him time, I wanted him to tear my clothes off and fuck me with abandon. This teasing had gone on long enough.

He pulled away and withdrew his hand from me. I felt bereft immediately. He stared down at me as he tasted me on his fingers. His eyes darkened. Desire, lust and need flickering in those silver depths.

“Fuck, you really are fucking perfect.”

His hands went to his jeans, tugging open the fly and unzipping them. He took one of my hands, pressing it to his cock through his boxers.

“Do you feel that? Feel how fucking hard I am for you?”

“Yes.”

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