My lips are so dry they are practically bleeding and my throat is completely parched. I feel like I haven’t drunk an ounce of water in weeks.
I continue to scoop water into my mouth until I’m completely full. When I’m finally done, I look up at myself in the mirror. Not a pretty sight. My eyes are barely open and somewhat swollen on top of that.
Whatever little makeup I was wearing is either gone or completely smeared in the most unattractive way. I splash water on my face and rub my eyes for good measure.
After wiping my face with the towel, I finally feel a little more awake. Still very tired, but at least somewhat like a human being.
When I walk back over to the bed, Aiden opens his eyes and smiles at me. I can still smell him on me and the aroma is intoxicating.
Without a word, he reaches out to me and pulls me back into bed. I try to resist, but it’s to no avail. He kisses me slowly and deeply, savoring every moment.
My hands slide down his back. He isn’t wearing a shirt anymore and my hand makes its way down his muscular back. As he pushes himself closer to me, I realize that he’s actually completely nude.
“Hi,” Aiden whispers.
I smile at him.
“I want you to come for me now,” he says.
His voice is deep and sexy, full of decadence. Every part of my body tingles.
He doesn’t just want me to come; he wants me to come for him. As if on command. My heart flutters.
“Oh, is that so?” I ask.
He reaches down and wraps his powerful hand around my butt cheeks, squeezing them and lifting me on top of him.
“Yes.” He nods.
I run my fingers over his hair. Each strand is smooth, soft, and thick. When I tug lightly, he gives off a moan.
He slides down my body and nuzzles his face between my breasts. He pulls off my top and pulls down the cup of my bra. I gasp as his mouth wraps around my nipple. He tugs and pulls and I can’t help but toss my head back in pleasure.
“Do you trust me?” he asks. I open my eyes and look down at him.
“What do you mean?”
“I want to try something new. A bit different. But I think you’re going to love it.”
My heart skips a beat. What could he mean? But before I can make a decision one way or another, I nod.
Aiden gets off the bed and walks over to the table at the far end of the room. He comes back with scissors, which he fishes out of the top drawer.
“What are you doing?” I ask.
He smiles.
“You said you trust me.”
“I do. But, with scissors?” I ask, skeptically.
He walks over to me and gets back into bed. Then he brings the scissors to my breasts.
My heart jumps into my throat, but I know that there’s no way he would actually hurt me. So, I wait for him to do as he pleases.
“I will get you another bra,” he says and lifts up the lacy portion and starts to cut.
I watch carefully as he carefully cuts out the cup, leaving the straps and everything else in place. Once he’s done with one side, he takes that breast into his mouth and sucks gently, sending me into a throw of ecstasy.
But he does not stay here for long. Instead, he turns his attention to my other breast. After a few moments, the cups of my bra are gone and my breasts stand erect and exposed before him. I’m still wearing the bra but it’s not doing much besides outlining my breasts.
“Now, that’s better,” Aiden says, putting the scissors on the nightstand and taking my breasts into his hands.
He nuzzles in between them and licks and tugs until I’m ready to scream out. I arch my back into him with pleasure and he pins my hands to the bed. Slowly, one of his hands makes its way down my body toward my core.
“You’re all wet and swollen for me,” he whispers, pulling my panties to one side.
I nod and open my legs.
He pulls me closer, over his shoulders, and licks me between my folds. His mouth is soft and provocative on my sensitive flesh.
I grab a hold of the sheets and squeeze them in between my fingers.
My jaw tenses up.
My breathing gets faster and faster. His tongue circles my clit at the top and nudges me just right. My hips start to move as if on their own.
“Oh, Aiden,” I moan. But then he pulls away.
“Not yet,” he says firmly.
He is torturing me and he knows it. I both love and hate him for it. He is taking me to the brink of orgasm and not letting me go completely.
A thin layer of sweat forms all over my body. It feels like the next stroke of his hand or tongue will set me off, but I try to hold on.
Right before I let go completely, he pulls away.
Again.
I gasp and moan in disappointment.
But instead of just coming right back, he gets up.
“Where are you going?” I ask, shaking my head.
No, this can’t be over.
Not yet.
I need to come.
He can’t just leave me hanging.
“You said you would trust me,” Aiden says, taking my hands and pulling me off the bed.
He leads me over to the large chair with rounded arm rests. I think he’s going to sit me down in it, but instead he spins me around and bends me over it.
He leaves for a moment and then comes back with a scarf, which he ties around my hands and the back of the chair.
It’s not particularly tight, but the experience sends shivers through my body. I’m still wearing my bra, but my naked nipples are pressed tightly around the leather. When he has me in place, he gives me a little slap on my butt.
“Oh, wow, you’re so hot, Ellie,” Aiden whispers.
Except for my lacy panties, my ass is completely exposed to him. That’s all I am at this moment and it never felt so arousing.
Slowly, Aiden pulls down my panties. When he reaches the bottom of my legs, I step out of them.
“That’s a good girl,” he says, caressing my butt cheeks.
“This feels so good,” I moan.
“Aren’t you forgetting something?” Aiden asks, pulling his hands from my body for a moment.
“What?”
“This feels so good, sir,” he instructs.
“Yes, sir,” I whisper as my heart skips another beat and I smile. His fingers return to me and make their way inside of my core. My legs spread over the arm chair to make extra room and he thrusts himself deep inside of me. My pleasure, mixed with a little pain, is completely intoxicating. I feel my body starting to pulsate.
“Ellie, you trust me, right?” Aiden asks.
“Yes, sir,” I moan.
“This is going to be something new, but I think you’ll enjoy it.”
Chapter 19 - Ellie
We try something new…
I look back. He gives me a big wet kiss and then pulls out a soft plastic thing, which starts out really narrow and then increases in width. It looks a little bit like a dildo, but not quite.
“Open your mouth,” he says. I do as he says and he pushes it inside, letting me lick it. It’s shorter than a dildo and quite narrow at the tip. It also has a little round part at the end where he holds it, as if it were a knob.
“What is it?” I ask in between my licks.
“It’s a butt plug,” he whispers in my ear. As I continue to suck on it, Aiden buries his fingers deep within and then spreads my wetness upward. He runs his fingers over my ass, and much to my surprise, it opens up for him. The feeling of his fingers inside of my butt feels a bit different. It’s rougher and more primal and I get even more turned on.
“Oh, you like this, do you?” he asks.
“Yes, sir.” I nod. “Very much.”
Aiden pulls the butt plug from my mouth and slowly inserts it into my butt. As soon as the tip touches me, I suddenly reach the brink of orgasm. My body starts to move on its own, with my hips begging for more.
“Oh, Ellie, you’re the hot
test thing I’ve ever seen,” he says. I moan in pleasure as he thrusts deeper and deeper within me. Without stopping, he gets up and moves around toward me. I grab onto his hard erect cock and lick it as hard as I can.
Aiden moans in pleasure and I moan along with him. I’ve never felt so full before, so full of pleasure.
“Oh, Aiden, I’m going to come,” I whisper.
“No, you’re not.” He slows down his movements and I immediately regret bringing it up.
“No, don’t stop,” I say. “Don’t ever stop.”
“That’s a good girl,” he says and presses the butt plug deeper within me. At this point, my pleasure mixes with pain and I scream out. It goes so deep within me that it feels like every part of me is blocked, but in a delicious and very sexy way.
He pulls his hands away from my ass and toward my face. I continue to lick him, pushing him further and further down my throat. Slowly, he unties my hands and lets the scarf fall to the floor. Then he pulls away from me.
“Stay there,” he instructs. I stay put as he walks over to the bed and lies down on his back with his hands behind his back.
“Okay, come over. Slowly. On your knees.”
My heart skips a beat. I love how commanding he is; the control that I’m giving him. I also love how stimulated I feel despite the fact that he is across the room.
Slowly, I get down on my knees and come over to him on all fours. The plug in my butt moves along with each movement, and I feel like I’m going to come a few times on my way over.
Once I’m close enough, he pulls me up to my feet and on top of him. Slowly, he pushes himself deep inside of me and I moan in pleasure.
“Okay, come for me,” he whispers. I press my lips onto his and lose myself completely. The orgasm rolls through me like a crashing wave. It builds and swells and spreads through me in a warm, overwhelming pulsation of pleasure.
Aiden threads his fingers in between mine as he comes as well. He pushes deeper and deeper in me until every part of me is filled with him. I moan and shift my body to accommodate the surges and rushes of his penis.
Aiden’s loud breathing produces gusts along my throat and neck. I’ve lost all feeling in my legs, but I still manage to wrap them firmer around his hips. I want him even deeper inside of me.
“You’re mine, you’re all mine,” Aiden moans, tossing his hair back.
Our hands are linked together and our bodies become one. He tilts my mouth more toward his and kisses me hard and powerfully. He continues to glide in and out of me, but the tempo is slower now, less intense. With each movement, he stimulates the plug that’s clenched in between my butt cheeks, and I start to feel another wave of orgasm start to build within me. I feel every rock-hard inch of him, and it feels like every inch of me belongs to him. I pull away to get some air, but he quickly pulls me in closer. His hands run all over my body and push my exposed breasts into his mouth as I thrash helplessly beneath him.
“You’re so beautiful,” Aiden says over and over. “You are my goddess.”
I want to respond, but all I can manage is a moan in return.
When I finally do find the right words, “don’t stop,” is all I manage. We continue our delicate dance for some time and I feel him grow harder inside of me.
“How are you still doing this?” I whisper into his ear.
“Because you’re so hot,” he moans. His pace quickens and he runs his fingers down the small of my back and toward my ass. Then I feel him press on the plug.
“Oh my God,” I moan from pleasure as he moves it around a little more, sending me to the heights of ecstasy. He is gentle but firm and steady and I can’t handle it anymore.
“Aiden!” I cry out as a wave of pleasure cascades through my body. This time after the waves surge through me, my whole body goes numb and I collapse on top of him right there and then. I’m completely empty. Replete. Nothing else exists in the world except our sweaty bodies on this bed right here.
“I love you,” Aiden whispers.
I think I say it back to him, but I don’t really know.
“I want you to be mine,” he says, pushing my hair out of my face and giving me a slight peck on my neck.
“I am yours,” I manage, inhaling deeply.
“Forever.”
I smile and close my eyes.
Chapter 12 - Ellie
Afterward…
I fall asleep again, completely spent after the intensity of our lovemaking. But I don’t sleep for long. When I wake up, I glance at the clock. It has only been half an hour. I guess it was just a quick power nap. When I turn around, Aiden looks up at me from his phone and smiles.
“I love you,” he whispers.
“I love you, too.”
“What’s new?” I ask, propping my head up with my hand. He shakes his head and runs his fingers over the outline of my face.
“Nothing.” He shakes his head. “Nothing important at all.
We both know that he’s lying, of course. Whatever emails he’s getting now do not come with any good news. But I don’t really want to talk or hear about it now. And he’s clearly not in the mood for sharing either. Not yet. Not after the glorious thing that we have just gone through.
“Thank you,” I say after a moment.
“For what?”
“For what you just did. For this whole night. It was amazing.”
“You liked it?”
“I loved it,” I say, nodding. “I’ve never done anything like that before and…it was so incredible.”
“I’m glad.”
“How did you know that I would like it?”
“I didn’t. But I’ve seen how you responded to that kind of stimulation before…so, I thought I would give it a try.”
I smile, sitting up. My lips are chapped and my throat is parched. There’s a bottle of water on the end table and I open it, gulping all of it down.
“Oh, I’m sorry, did you want any?” I ask when it’s already too late.
“No.” Aiden laughs. “I have my own.”
We sit on the bed in silence for a while. It occurs to me just how much I love being with Aiden. Just being with him. We don’t have to talk or fill the silence with endless chatter. No, I just need him to be present.
Suddenly, Aiden hops out of bed and goes to his suitcase at the far end of the room. He’s nude and I admire the way his muscles tense and clench as he glides through space.
“You are very sexy,” I say. “Have I ever told you that?”
“Maybe once or twice,” he says without turning around. “Okay, close your eyes.”
“What?”
“Close your eyes. I have a surprise for you.”
“If this is more sex, then I have to tell you, I need a break.”
“Just close your eyes, woman,” Aiden says. Against my better judgment, I do as I’m told. Perhaps, there is some way he could get me into the mood again, but it would take a lot. And I’m already quite sore.
“Ellie,” he says, taking my hand. I open my eyes and see him kneeling before me in all of his glory. He is on one knee. The faint light, the softness of candlelight, bathes his body and makes him look even more delicious and beautiful than I ever thought possible.
“Yes,” I say, pulling the sheet around my chest. Despite how gorgeous he looks, the serious expression on his face gives me some concern. What’s going on? What is he doing?
“Ellie, I have loved you since the first time I saw you. And ever since that moment, my love for you has just gotten deeper and deeper.”
“I love you, too,” I whisper.
“Whenever you’re not around, all I can do is think about you. I crave you. I have to have you. I need you. You make me want to be a better man, Ellie.”
Aiden pulls his right hand from behind his back and opens his palm. Tears well up in my eyes.
“What is this?” I whisper as I wipe them away and touch the outside of the little black velvet box in his hand.
“Ellie Rhodes,” Aiden
says, taking a deep breath. He lets go of my hand and puts it on top of the box. “My dearest, Ellie Rhodes. Will you marry me?”
I look at the ring inside the box. All I can make out through my tears is the band that’s covered in a million tiny glittering crystals and the big yellow rock in the middle.
Aiden leans over to me and wipes my tears. When I look up at him, more tears stream down. All of my emotions are beyond my control at this point. This is the last thing I’ve expected him to ask me, and yet here we are.
“Will you marry me?” Aiden asks.
Before I can even think about it, my body responds for me.
“Yes, yes!” I exclaim and throw my arms around his neck. “I will marry you, Aiden Black.”
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I hope you love Aiden and Ellie. Their story continues in HIS TO LOSE!
“Whenever you’re not around, it’s all I can do to think about you. I crave you…You make me want to be a better man, Ellie.”
I ask her to be my wife. She says yes. But our lives are far from perfect.
They took everything from me and her best friend needs justice.
We have nothing else but each other, but is that enough?
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When I first met Ellie, I thought it was just infatuation. She is so beautiful that she took my breath away. And then I got to know her. Her kind heart and witty sense of humor surprised me at every turn. But still, never in a million years did I think that I would be ready to ask her to marry me.
The thing is that I do not have the best opinions about marriage. I see it as an old-fashioned institution that’s in place to keep people in their place. Instead of being free agents, individuals, we are forced into being couples, or family groups. To share every part of ourselves, even down to our names. Of course, sharing a name isn’t compulsory, but still, there’s the expectation.
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