I almost melted on the damn spot hearing him call himself my husband.
“Please.”
“When I tie you up, I’m going to leave the gag out this time. Then I can hear you begging and pleading with me. And I can fuck your throat. You won’t be able to stop me. You want that, don’t you?”
He gave it to me hard and I met him thrust for thrust.
“Yes, I want it all.”
I wanted him everywhere. In every part of me. Despite being terrified of anal when he’d first indicated he wanted it, now, it was another part of our relationship I loved. It felt so good to have him take me there with wild abandon. And fuck, did he know it. He made it feel like heaven. Made me beg him to fuck me harder until I came over and over for him.
He claimed my mouth, devouring me from the inside out. He didn’t let up until I trembled and shook beneath him, unable to form coherent thoughts any longer. It was exactly what I needed.
He kissed my face and got off me when we both came down from our highs, sitting up with his hands resting on his knees. My limbs felt like jelly, but I needed to get in the shower and wash away the scent of sex on my skin.
When I came out of the bathroom after getting thoroughly clean without wetting my hair, Aiden was sitting on the bed staring down at his ringing phone.
“Who is it?”
“I don’t know…”
“Then maybe you should find out.”
I went over to my cupboards and pulled out a fresh set of underwear along with the dress I was going to wear.
“Hello?”
I looked back at him, watching the colour drain from his face.
“I’m giving you one fucking minute to tell me why you’re calling me before I hang up.”
The venom in his voice made me freeze.
His grey eyes met mine. The anger in them made my heart pound.
‘Who is it?’ I mouthed at him.
He put his hand over the speaker.
And the name he blurted out sent a chill down my spine.
“Rick.”