All at once I understood how he was going to force my body into pleasure. Because he didn’t react when I did. He didn’t speed up or change the rhythm, instead taking my reaction and letting it build.
Maybe I should have let my hands be bound. I had no idea what to do with them. Hair. Aiden said to grab his hair. I dug my fingers into the strands and pulled, desperate for something. Everything.
When I used my vibrator, I had to keep pulling it away because it could be too much. Resetting until I found my way through the pleasure without shattering myself.
Aiden had no such plans.
I couldn’t hold anything back. The orgasm hit me hard and fast, sweeping up and over me in a wave that had me heaving in breath.
“There we go,” Aiden said. His accent seemed thicker right now. Voice rougher and deeper. “First one is out of the way.”
I barely noticed him getting off the bed to plug in the wand. “You know the real secret?” He wasn’t actually expecting an answer. “You don’t give the body time to cool down. Every inch of you is primed. So instead of letting the orgasm fully pass, you redirect the impulse into the next climax.”
The deep rumbling of the wand made me gasp. Ohfuckhe was right. It had only been seconds since I came, and my body hadn’t had a chance to rest. I was oversensitive, aroused, and couldn’t do anything to stop the feelings because I couldn’t move?—
Pleasure slammed into me sideways. Almost by surprise. I grabbed the comforter and held on for dear life. “I’m not going to survive this, am I?”
Even his laugh sent chills running over my skin. My nipples were so hard they ached. Plus, I now knew why we needed the waterproof blanket. Aiden was going to make me messy.
“Killing you would be detrimental to the goal.”
The wand never stopped, and this time he added his fingers, fucking me in the same spot as earlier. It was almosttooeasy to go over the edge. Like plunging into a pool. Effortless, and suddenly you were surrounded on every side with a new sensation.
“If Isolde ever finds out about this,she’sgoing to be the one to kill me.”
“Why is that?”
How could he sound so fucking calm right now? My breath was ragged, and we’d barely started. “She?—”
I snapped my mouth shut. My friend had a hard time orgasming, which is why she would kill me. But I wasn’t sure if that was something she’d want Aiden to know. All I could do was shake my head.
Aiden leaned over me, pressing harder.Fuckingharder. Like he knew I needed that extra fraction of force. A strangled cry left me on the next wave of pure bliss.
“The other trick is changing it up just enough that your body doesn’t tune out every sensation.” He set the wand aside, and I spotted a purple toy I knew was suction. Which was usually my vibrator of choice. My body alreadyknewhow to respond to that little toy. I was so fucked. So, so fucked.
And I wanted all of it.
I lost count after five.
Aiden showed me no mercy. He drowned me in pleasure over and over again using toys, lips, and hands. Then it started to hurt. My body was too tight. Every time he forced another orgasm, my nerves were on fire. Like lifting weights at the gym. Running too far, too fast. That crazy kind of pain that somehow felt incredible because your brain was soaked in endorphins.
My whine drew his gaze. He didn’t stop the wand, holding it firmly against me while his other hand ringed my throat. “I know it hurts. You can take it.”
I shook my head, and he nodded back.
More and more. I covered my face with my hands, trying to hide. Trying to keep up the walls he was systematically bringing down. This was so much more than pleasure and pain. It was vulnerability and trust and peeling back every layer I had.
Aiden’s face appeared over mine sometime later. When I couldn’t tell up from down, I couldn’t control my breathing, tears rolling down my face as he hovered over me. The vibrator was still between my legs, but he wasn’t using it at the moment. Both hands cupped my face. I realized he no longer had the gloves on. He used his thumbs to brush away my tears. Kissed me softly. “You’re okay, violet.”
Was I?
Yeah. I was. Floaty and achy. Blissed out. But okay. Words were elsewhere right now. Even if I could speak, I wasn’t sure if my voice would work after all my screaming.
Aiden kissed me again. I realized he was naked now. I couldn’t see more of him—I felt it. Hot and hard against my stomach.
“How about ten more?” he asked. “Can you do that for me?”
I shook my head, desperate. No. I couldn’t. There was no way.
