intently, his smirk deepening with each subtle touch I gave him, a telling sign of my need.
“Nina,” he said after half an hour of my rambling and stroking his beautiful skin. “Do you need me to take care of you?” Instead of hanging my head in shame, I nodded. Aiden took my hand, leading me down a tiny hallway into a small office. The walls and ceiling were painted pitch black. There was a laptop, a chair, and a lone decoration in the form of a poster on the wall of the Foo Fighters.
“I love the Foo Fighters,” I said nervously. Aiden’s expression went from humorous to dark and lustful as he shut the door and I attacked, jumping into his arms and licking his lips. He captured my tongue, sucking it eagerly as clothes began to fly around the room. Naked, I stood waiting as he looked over me and I did the same. He was tall, perfectly cut and broad. Between his thick muscular thighs lay my salvation, if only for the moment. He licked his lips as he eyed my stiffening nipples.
“What do you want?” Pain shot through my chest at the question. It was Devin’s question. I pushed it aside, my need for the man in front of me growing with each passing and naked second.
“Hard, really hard.” That was an answer.
He gripped my neck and spun me around, pushing me against the wall.
“Spread your legs.” Aiden was in rare form as I leaned back, gripping him in my hand. He pressed my face hard against the rough surface. “Did I say you could touch that?”
“No.” I smiled through the pain, loving the way his voice sounded. He moved from my grip and slapped my ass in a way so that I parted my legs further. He tested my arousal and groaned, seeming satisfied.
“Always so wet, naughty Nina. Tell me, do you think it’s enough for my cock?” I forced my wrist behind me as I again took him in my hand and felt his huge thickness. I moaned at my assessment and he thrust into my hand once.
“She wants it hard,” he whispered into my neck before biting my shoulder and thrusting his fingers inside me before sliding them between my ass cheeks. I let out a surprised gulp of air as he rimmed me with his soaked digits.
“I’m going to fuck you everywhere, in every way.” He pulled my hair so I was forced to look up. “Do you hear me?”
“Yes,” I gasped, my arousal dripping.
He pulled the rolling chair over and turned me, binding my wrists to the handle. When I looked at my now secured hands, I could see the guitar string digging into my skin.
Resourceful guy.
With a slap on the ass, he pushed the tip of himself inside me, rubbing it over every part of me, and then pushed the chair away so I was stretched painfully on my tip toes, just short of falling forward.
“Aiden, please.”
“I love it when you beg.” Without warning, he pounded into me full force, pulling the chair back to him as he covered my hands on the handles. The sensation of being full was magnified as he used my body to deliver his cock with so much force I was screaming.
“Keep it down, or I’ll make it hurt.”
I ignored him, my body ripping with pleasure as he impaled me inch by inch, thrust by thrust.
“I warned you.” He slapped me hard, only intensifying the pleasure and then painfully shoved three fingers into my ass. I came hard and loud, hearing the slickness of my orgasm as he continued his assault.
“Quiet, Nina, or I’ll make you pay.” I lay my head in the chair, biting my tongue as he fucked me ruthlessly with his dick and fingers, bringing me up again to a furious orgasm before I floated away. Aiden was relentless as he continued to pound and pound, his heavy balls slapping my clit furiously. I felt him stiffen with his oncoming orgasm and he pulled out of me, putting the tip of him inside my puckered entrance before coming with a harsh breath. I shrieked at the sudden intrusion as he slid in further, his second wave filling my ass with his hot release and pushing in the rest of the way. I cried out as his fingers
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