Page 124 of His to Cherish
Turning around, I found myself at the edge of the bed.
“Bend over, hands on the bed.”
The longer Aidan and I were together, the more I learned he liked having this control. He liked to command and I liked to follow him. He hadn’t let me down yet, and as I waited for him to touch me, I doubted he ever would.
His hand began slowly running from my neck down my spine until he hit the swell of my cheeks. My body trembled as he ran his hands over my backside, squeezing it and massaging me.
“You’re beautiful,” he whispered, leaning over me. My hands were braced on the bed and I twisted my head to look at him over my shoulder. When I saw him, he took my breath away. He looked enamored with me, completely lost in me. My body gave another pleasurable shiver.
I was turning this strong, incredibly sexy man on. There could be no greater aphrodisiac than knowing that.
I gasped as he dropped to his knees behind me, his lips pressing against my ass. It was different and shocking, yet as he continued kissing me, his wet tongue and warm lips laving my skin, my already well-used body began to respond to his gentle ministrations.
“So beautiful, everywhere.”
“Aidan,” I groaned, dropping my head.
My arms were already shaking and he hadn’t really done anything.
“I need you,” I whispered huskily, shifting my hips.
“I know you do.” His fingers begin running up the inside of my thighs. My legs quivered and my clit began to pulse as he teased the sensitive area.
“How can I be so turned on all the time around you?”
I stayed quiet, unable to answer. I couldn’t think as I felt him stand up until his thighs pressed against me and he ran the head of his dick along the wetness seeping out of me.
“God, Chelsea,” he moaned, pushing in. It was slow but powerful and I dropped to my elbows. “Always. Every minute of every damn day I want to be inside of you. What are you doing to me?”
He continued talking as he began pulling out of me and pressing in again. My only responses were gasps of pleasure and moans of ecstasy.
His fingers dug into my hips as his speed increased, and every time his dick hit that perfect spot inside of me, I cried out.
My arms were shaking so hard I dropped my head to the bed, my fingers digging into the sheets.
“So good,” I gasped. “Aidan!”
My heated blood swirled inside of me, and my vision went hazy as he continued to move in and out, quick and fast and hard, over and over again, until I felt like my heart might explode out of my chest.
“Hell,” he groaned, pulling me back. His fingers moved to my front and began massaging my clit with forceful pressure as he dove into me, his hips pumping at an unrelenting speed.
It took seconds before my fingers were grasping the sheets. My orgasm barreled down my spine and out to my arms. My back arched and I threw my head back as he pulled my release from me.
I screamed his name, shouting it loud enough for the city twenty stories below us to hear me as my entire body tightened from the top of my head to the tips of my toes.
“Fuck!” He roared and pounded into me several more times until the tightening and clenching of my core clamped down around him. He buried himself balls-deep inside me, releasing. Collapsing over me, his hands gripped my shoulders as he pressed me back into him.
His chest shuddered over my back as his hips pulsed, and he spent himself deep inside of me.
Sweat dripped down my forehead onto the sheets, and it took what felt like forever until either of us calmed our racing hearts.
But I didn’t complain. I loved having Aidan’s weight on me, so strong and powerful and protective. I loved the way his coarse chest and leg hair tickled my sensitive skin. And above all, I loved the way he constantly whispered my name as if he adored me.
“Bed,” he grumbled, and slowly pulled out of me.
“Can’t move,” I grumbled back, my legs still weak and rubbery.
He gave my butt a light tap that made me jump. “Come on, let’s get cleaned up and sleep.”
