I keep reading, my hips moving of their own accord to meet his strokes, riding his hand and grinding against his face—
—but then I stop.
Aiden looks up sharply as my voice breaks off. His lips are wet with my arousal, his cheeks slightly flushed, and his nostrils flare as he gazes at me.
“Keep going,” he says gruffly.
“I… this next part won’t work,” I say, heat creeping up my cheeks again. “There are toys involved, so you don’t have to—”
“Let me see.”
He jerks his chin, and I turn the book a little so he can see what’s written there. His tongue slides out to drag over his lip as he reads, and then he nods, rising to his feet.
“I’ll be right back,” he tells me. Then something shifts in his expression, hungry dominance shining in his eyes as his gaze tracks over me. “Don’t move. Stay just like that.”
He turns and strides from the room, leaving me sprawled out on the chair, bottomless, my pussy bared and my clit throbbing. I’m half tempted to take over where Aiden left off, but I don’t, just holding the book and shifting my hips a little as anticipation swells inside me like a growing tidal wave.
Is he really going to…?
When Aiden returns a moment later, my gaze snaps up to him immediately. He smiles down at me, predatory and ravenous, as he stalks toward me. And when I see what he’s in his hand, I swear my stomach turns to liquid fire. My eyes widen a little, bouncing between his face and the object he’s holding. It’s shaped like a teardrop, smooth and shiny, with a small jeweled disc at one end.
“Why do you have that?” I ask, staring at the butt plug.
He smirks, the heat never leaving his expression. “Why do you think? Because one day, I’m going to fuck that pretty ass of yours, and I want you to be ready when I do.” His smirk widens. “I didn’t know today would be the day we’d use it for the first time, but it turns out your books are a lot more interesting than I thought.”
My heart is racing, my mind so wrapped up in what just happened—and what’s about to happen—that I can’t put together the words to respond to him.
But Aiden doesn’t seem to need me to say anything. He steps closer to my chair, bracing one hand on the arm rest as he drops his head to kiss me. It’s fierce and heated, his tongue swiping across my lips and delving into my mouth as if he’s trying to eat me alive. When we finally separate, I’m breathing hard, my entire body buzzing with growing arousal.
Aiden nips my lower lip, dragging it between his teeth before he reaches down and grips my hips. He flips me over in a smooth motion, setting me back down as that I’m on my knees in front of the chair, my upper body braced on the seat and my ass out, presented to him like a gift.
“Fucking beautiful.” He groans, running his hand over the curve of my ass cheek. Then he pulls his hand back and spanks me lightly, just hard enough to make me hiss a surprised breath. “Keep reading,” he murmurs.
Fuck, I don’t know if I can.
It’s almost impossible to keep going as I read the next several passages aloud, struggling to keep my words coherent as he mirrors the actions of the hero in the novel, dribbling lube between my ass cheeks and then working the plug into my tight back hole. My eyes keep rolling back, making it hard to keep my gaze on the page, and Aiden has to spank me twice more to make me refocus.
When the plug is finally buried all the way inside me, he twists it from side to side, and my toes curl, my hand shaking right along with my voice as I hold the book in front of my face.
“Good girl,” Aiden murmurs when I pause to take a breath. “He’s going to fuck her soon, isn’t he? With her ass stretched around the plug, he’s going to take her pussy and fill her up so much that she won’t be able to think about anything else. Isn’t that right?”
“Y-yes,” I hiss out, bumping my hips back against him as he slides his hands possessively over my ass and thighs. “Yes. And I want you to do it too. I want you—Ineedyou to fuck me. Please.”
“Keep reading, little dove,” he growls softly. “And I will.”
It takes a monumental effort, but now that I know what my reward will be, I force myself to keep going. Squirming in his grip, my clit throbbing and my ass aching pleasantly from the stretch, I start reading aloud again.
When I get to the part where the hero finally slides into the heroine, Aiden tightens his grip on my hips, driving into me so hard and fast that it knocks the breath from my lungs. He’s always big for me, but with the plug nestled tightly in my ass, he feels even bigger. My walls stretch to accommodate him, and I can almost feel the head of his cock brushing against the spot where only a thin wall separates it from the plug in my ass.
“Oh fuck!” I half gasp and half scream, one hand clawing at the seat cushion while the other hand drops the book. It slides sideways and falls off the chair, and Aiden draws back and slams into me again.
“Bad girl,” he grunts out, his voice strained. “I didn’t tell you to stop reading. Now we’ll never know what happens.” He slams into me again, his hips slapping against my ass and making me cry out. “I guess we’ll just have to make up our own ending.”
“Yes,” I gasp, nodding wildly as my cheek presses against the soft fabric of the chair cushion. “Fuck, yes, please. Just don’t stop.”
“Couldn’t if I fucking tried,” he mutters, his hands digging into my hips with each heavy thrust. “You feel so goddamn good. You look so good like this, your ass and pussy both stuffed full.”
“God…” I writhe in his hold, my entire body burning up as desire crashes through my veins. “More.”