found my clit, thumping once then twice as I came again, his dick still filling me and keeping me full. It didn’t stop as Aiden continually thumped my center as it pulsed and aided my orgasm, making it last and last.
I praised him over and over as he pulled his softening cock from me, rubbing the slick hole with himself.
“You like being fucked in the ass?”
“God, yes,” I said, no longer ashamed of my need. “Anywhere, everywhere,” the whore in me told him.
“This is mine,” he reiterated, sticking his once again hard cock into my backside.
“Oh, God, yes, Aiden,” I said as tears streamed down my face. “I fucking love it.”
He pulled out of me, untying my wrists and sat in the chair, pulling me onto his lap. I sat there catching my breath as his hardness between my open legs tickled my clit.
“I would love to see if you can come this way, but I think were out of time,” he whispered, cupping both my breasts from underneath my arms, enclosing me as he stroked my sensitive skin.
“I came here to ask for a date, not sodomy,” I giggled.
“Well, you can have them both. When is our date?” He nuzzled my neck and I stood up to gather my clothes.
“Tomorrow night. Do you have a tux?”
“I have one, yes.”
“Carson and I will pick you up at seven.” Pulling on my jeans, I appreciated his beautiful body as he reluctantly dressed.
“You could skip the set and make me scream again,” I said, looking at him from underneath my lashes. He moved toward me, tilting my head for a long slow kiss.
“You should probably sneak out unless you want to witness my first standing ovation.”
I made it home and spent hours in the gym exhausting my ridiculous new libido. Even in my sated state, I wanted more. I knew this could eventually be a problem, but for now, I would choose to ignore it. I would start asking questions and getting answers from the source. I still wasn’t sure that the two men who consumed me were in any way connected, but our lives seemed so separated, I put that worry to bed along with thoughts of Devin, who seemed to be getting irritated by my refusal to see him.
DEVIN: Talk to me or I come to you.
It was a threat I needed to take seriously. Hearing from him in any capacity still had my heart beating faster, my chest rising and falling with memories both sweet and sensual. He’d been everything I needed, everything I thought I’d wanted, but I’d ignored all the warning signs.
With Aiden, I would do better, try harder, attempt to make the intense sexual relationship into something more. I owed it to myself to be someone’s , not someone’s whore.
Aiden seemed to embrace my sexuality and handled it like a pro. I didn’t have time to worry if he would tire of me. I was busying myself with happy thoughts as I drifted to sleep while we texted each other.
NINA
At seven sharp the next day, Carson and I pulled up as Aiden opened his front door. He turned to me as I was exiting the limo. He looked dashing in an old school, black, perfectly fitted tux and a bowtie. I damn near stumbled toward him in my new Jimmy Choo’s as he descended the stairs, doing a little dance reminiscent of some Broadway show and nailing it with ease.
The man was brilliant, beautiful, talented beyond words, and had a cock that could silence a porn star.
I sighed as he took my mouth in a kiss that promised me much more as the night progressed.
“You look beautiful, Nina.” He pulled my hands out as he admired my sea colored dress that hugged my body perfectly and flowed loose from mid-thigh down. I wore my hair up and left my neck bare, but cuffed my wrist in diamonds. We slid into the cab of my town car as Carson drove toward the venue.
“You don’t mind slummin’ it with me tonight?” I asked as he kissed my palm.
“I’m a chameleon, baby. I can handle any situation.”
I quirked my brow. “I believe it.”
“I was raised knowing where the proper fork is. I did indeed have a
I praised him over and over as he pulled his softening cock from me, rubbing the slick hole with himself.
“You like being fucked in the ass?”
“God, yes,” I said, no longer ashamed of my need. “Anywhere, everywhere,” the whore in me told him.
“This is mine,” he reiterated, sticking his once again hard cock into my backside.
“Oh, God, yes, Aiden,” I said as tears streamed down my face. “I fucking love it.”
He pulled out of me, untying my wrists and sat in the chair, pulling me onto his lap. I sat there catching my breath as his hardness between my open legs tickled my clit.
“I would love to see if you can come this way, but I think were out of time,” he whispered, cupping both my breasts from underneath my arms, enclosing me as he stroked my sensitive skin.
“I came here to ask for a date, not sodomy,” I giggled.
“Well, you can have them both. When is our date?” He nuzzled my neck and I stood up to gather my clothes.
“Tomorrow night. Do you have a tux?”
“I have one, yes.”
“Carson and I will pick you up at seven.” Pulling on my jeans, I appreciated his beautiful body as he reluctantly dressed.
“You could skip the set and make me scream again,” I said, looking at him from underneath my lashes. He moved toward me, tilting my head for a long slow kiss.
“You should probably sneak out unless you want to witness my first standing ovation.”
I made it home and spent hours in the gym exhausting my ridiculous new libido. Even in my sated state, I wanted more. I knew this could eventually be a problem, but for now, I would choose to ignore it. I would start asking questions and getting answers from the source. I still wasn’t sure that the two men who consumed me were in any way connected, but our lives seemed so separated, I put that worry to bed along with thoughts of Devin, who seemed to be getting irritated by my refusal to see him.
DEVIN: Talk to me or I come to you.
It was a threat I needed to take seriously. Hearing from him in any capacity still had my heart beating faster, my chest rising and falling with memories both sweet and sensual. He’d been everything I needed, everything I thought I’d wanted, but I’d ignored all the warning signs.
With Aiden, I would do better, try harder, attempt to make the intense sexual relationship into something more. I owed it to myself to be someone’s , not someone’s whore.
Aiden seemed to embrace my sexuality and handled it like a pro. I didn’t have time to worry if he would tire of me. I was busying myself with happy thoughts as I drifted to sleep while we texted each other.
NINA
At seven sharp the next day, Carson and I pulled up as Aiden opened his front door. He turned to me as I was exiting the limo. He looked dashing in an old school, black, perfectly fitted tux and a bowtie. I damn near stumbled toward him in my new Jimmy Choo’s as he descended the stairs, doing a little dance reminiscent of some Broadway show and nailing it with ease.
The man was brilliant, beautiful, talented beyond words, and had a cock that could silence a porn star.
I sighed as he took my mouth in a kiss that promised me much more as the night progressed.
“You look beautiful, Nina.” He pulled my hands out as he admired my sea colored dress that hugged my body perfectly and flowed loose from mid-thigh down. I wore my hair up and left my neck bare, but cuffed my wrist in diamonds. We slid into the cab of my town car as Carson drove toward the venue.
“You don’t mind slummin’ it with me tonight?” I asked as he kissed my palm.
“I’m a chameleon, baby. I can handle any situation.”
I quirked my brow. “I believe it.”
“I was raised knowing where the proper fork is. I did indeed have a
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