I cried out again. The back massage had been creative foreplay, setting my nerve endings on fire and making me crave exactlythis, but now that he was here, where I wanted him, it was almost too much. He'd had his mouth on me for all of one minute, and already the waves that were cresting inside me before felt ready to crash.
I let out a desperate moan and dug my hands into his hair. “Fuck, Aiden, I'm gonna— What happened to taking it slow?”
He chuckled as he drew back and released my clit with a kiss.
“I forgot,” he said seriously, though the gleam in his eye was pure wickedness.
I wanted to whimper at the loss of his mouth, but then he unhooked one arm from around my leg and said:
“How's this?” And slid two fingers deep inside me. He hissed as I took him with ease.
“So wet,” he murmured, staring at the point where his fingers disappeared into my pussy.
My hips rose to meet his touch, matching the steady rhythm he set, one that kept me climbing that slope of pleasure but never quite plunging me over the edge. It was perfect, and somehow, I needed more. I reached up and pinched my nipples, nearly crying out when the sensation shot straight to my aching clit.
Aiden’s chest rose and fell quickly with his shallow breaths, and his eyes had taken on a glazed look.
“Fuck, Sage,” he panted as he thrust his fingers harder and faster. "I wanna be inside you."
“Then do it,” I said, riding his hand.
He leaned forward and flicked out his tongue, circling the tip of my clit but barely. I writhed again, and arched into him, desperately seeking my release. I was so close. His fingers curved inside me, stroking the perfect spot. My abs clenched,and my legs quaked from it. And then he pressed down with his tongue, flicking it quickly over the same spot he’d been ghosting.
My breath caught, and I was in freefall, my climax crashing through me without any sign of stopping. Fresh juices poured into his mouth and he lapped them up with relish.
Then he pressed his flat tongue against me and licked me slowly through my orgasm, savoring every last drop of my arousal. My pussy clenched around his fingers as my body shook and writhed against the bed. When my muscles finally relaxed, Aiden withdrew his fingers and rose to his knees, fisting his erection with the hand covered in my wetness.
“Do you need a minute?” he asked hoarsely as he squeezed the base of his shaft.
“Fuck, no.” I lazily circled my nipples with my fingertips, enjoying the way my skin tingled, nerves still on fire. But I wanted more. I wanted him. “Now, Aiden.”
He leaned forward and squeezed my thighs. “You know I'd wait for you anytime, anywhere, under any circumstance. I'm just really fucking happy you didn't ask me to wait right now.”
When our lips met this time, the kiss was harder and more desperate than before, my own taste spilling over my tongue. I gasped when he rocked up against me, grabbing my hand and yanking it away from my breasts. His determined mouth latched onto a nipple immediately, and my breathing hitched, followed by shallow pants as he lavished attention just as much as he had on her clit. The fire only he could satisfy started pulsing between my legs again.
“I take it back,” I moaned, lifting my hips to grind his shaft.
“What?”
I hooked a leg around his waist and twisted until I was on top of him, Aiden blinking at me while his mind tried to catch up to what had just happened.
“I don’t want to go slow anymore.”
I parted my lips to open myself up for him, and sank down onto his cock, my wetness making it easy. Fuck, he felt so good, so big, filling me up and brushing against my G-spot without even trying. I braced my hands on his shoulders as I rocked down eagerly, still weak-kneed from my first orgasm, a second growing steadily closer with every snap of my hips.
Aiden gripped me greedily, kissing my neck and my breasts, leaving marks the way he loved to as he thrust up into me with every last ounce of his need. And I met him stroke for stroke just as smoothly, clutching at his shoulders, moaning as he finally chased his own release the way he deserved.
“So good,” he groaned, lips trailing down to my collarbone. “Always so fucking good.”
I bounced more quickly, friction building, angling my hips so my clit would rub against him. It pushed my breasts further into his face, Aiden suckling more hungrily, hands cupping my shoulder blades to keep me in just the right place.
“Oh, Aiden,” I panted, thighs quivering on either side of his hips. “I fucking love your mouth on me.”
He surfaced, glancing at my face and briefly kissing my lips. “You better.”
I couldn’t help but sink down fully again, canting my hips weakly forward as he thrust up more firmly, his hands gripping my ass again and guiding my movements. I whimpered, nails digging into the softer skin of his shoulder as he got the message.
“Want me to lay you down?”
