Page 12 of Crazy in Love

He strokes his cock a few times and continues to tease my clit ring. Then he slaps my clit a lot harder than I thought he would, making me gasp and writhe, but fuck does it feel good.

“How wide can you spread for me?” Aiden asks, and I tilt my head, smiling at him.

Slowly, I widen my legs, and he can’t take his eyes off my pussy. He shakes his head, biting his lower lip, when my legs are wide open. He lowers, and I jolt my hips into his face when I feel his lips wrap around my clit.

“Oh God,” I scream out, as he sucks harder, pulling my ring. His tongue moves to my entrance, his finger moves to my clit, and the man is working his fucking magic. He knows how to move my ring to make me get to the edge fast.

“Aiden,” I scream out his name, as his tongue moves in and out, rubbing my clit faster and faster.

My hand moves to his head, my grip tightening in his hair. I moan longer and stronger as I come, hard. Fuck, do I come. His hands move to my stomach to hold me down as I come down from what I’m going to say will be my first orgasm of the night.

Aiden kisses up my body, biting on my nipple, and continues up to my lips.

“You taste fucking amazing.” He kisses me roughly, and I feel the tip of his cock teasing me.

I move my hands to the back of his neck, not wanting him to pull away. I moan hard against his mouth as he thrusts into me. He’s big and fills every inch of me, my nails digging into his shoulders as he thrusts harder, faster. His lips move to my neck, nibbling on the soft skin.

“What do you want, Saylor?”

“More.” I moan when he thrusts harder into me. “Yes, God yes,” I scream. I’m not going to last, fuck, he’s taking over my body, and I don’t want him to stop.

“Are you ready?” Aiden teases me, and I scrap my nails down his back. “Come for me, Saylor.” Aiden places his hands on the pillow and starts thrusting faster, and I come all over again, because he’s fucking amazing.

I hear him grunting out my name, as I finally come down from my high, he moans my name in a whisper and comes too. After a few more thrusts, he falls on top of me, kissing the side of my neck.

“Told you I’m no old timer.” He kisses me, and I start laughing as he rolls off my body.

I sit up in bed, about to get up, but can barely move because that man has made my legs feel like jelly.

“I’m not finished with you yet.” Aiden pulls me back into bed, and I start laughing as he kisses the back of my neck. His hand moves up my stomach, and starts pulling my nipple ring, making my moan.

“Was going to get some water.” I lean back against his chest, as he pulls a little harder.

“Never thought a nipple piercing was so hot, and now I know that doing this”—he pulls and twists on the ring, and I moan again as I push into his back—“gets you wet, gets you begging for more.” Aiden's other hand pulls on my clit stud.

“Aid….en,” I moan out for him, the nipple, the clit, the licks on the side of my neck are driving my body crazy.

“Again.” My hands move to the back of his neck, pulling him into me. “Yes,” I whimper at his touch, which is unraveling me. His touch does so much more to my body than any other man’s.

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“We want details.” I sip some coffee as Jason makes me jump. I’ve only been in the house three minutes, and they’re acting like a pack of wolves coming for dinner.

“Can I have some coffee first?” I turn to face them both with a huge smile. “Tattoos when the shirt comes off. I came a little just looking at them. Arms, half of his back, chest here and there. Oh my God, the body he’s hiding under that suit-”

“You’re drooling.” Anika starts laughing.

“It’s the smile. He kept you fucking smiling last night,” Jason adds.

I smile just thinking about it, and I will be smiling all weekend about it too. Making my way up the stairs, I pause. “Wait…” I turn to them both. “You didn’t tell him you were leaving, did you?” Anika looks at me.

Tapping my hand on the railing, I shrug. “Some fun,” I tell them, as I walk up the stairs to my room. Hearing my phone beep, I place my coffee on the dressing table as I dig out my phone from my bag.

Suit - It’s not nice leaving without letting me taste you first.

Looking at my phone, I can’t help but smile again, but then I stop to think... When did he put his number in my phone, when did he get my phone, and why has he put himself under the name Suit?

Saylor - When did you get my number?

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