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boil, to screaming for release once his tongue hit my pussy. I’d never felt anything like it before. Sure, I’d had guys go down on me before, and yeah, who doesn’t like that. But Aidan fucking owned my pussy from the moment his lips touched me. He took my clit hostage and didn’t let up, licking and sucking, rolling it between his lips in a nibble that danced on the edge between pleasure and pain – all the while his fingers pumped harder and faster, filling that aching need to be taken.
My hands clamped on either side of his head, pulling at his long hair, desperate for him to slow down and let me recover, but Aidan punished me with his tongue, never letting up for a second. All I could do was hold on for dear life while he pushed me closer and closer, until I couldn’t take it any more. My entire body quaked as my muscles knew it was coming before I did, the added vibration adding to the rasp of his tongue and I broke apart.
I rode his mouth like a cheap, fucking slut, bucking and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure racked through me. A steady stream of obscenities fell out of my mouth as I pressed him harder into my clit, desperate to keep it coming, and the way his deep laughter reverberated through me made my eyes roll up with indescribable ecstasy. I think I might’ve said his name somewhere in the middle of it, but I couldn’t be sure. Fuck, I could’ve been speaking in tongues, I completely lost my shit.
Just when it was starting to ebb, he arched those fingers again, and a new wave of spasms started deep inside me. By this time, I wasn’t able to produce more than a whimper, even as my body clenched around his fingers. Finally, I collapsed back against the chair, breathing hard. “Fuck…” I whispered.
“Apparently,” he chuckled, straightening between my legs.
More than anything, I wanted to tear off the blindfold and see his expression. I wanted to see him , the man who’d given me such unbelievable satisfaction. But I was too weak to move, my muscles all heavy and worn out from exertion.
“I think you’re ready for the next step.” His fingers retraced my opening, spreading my pussy lips wide, and my entire body lit up with anticipation. Even though we’d just shared something so intimate, I felt a stab of fear, thinking he was ready to fuck, and I wasn’t sure I could take it, not now. Not when my every nerve ending was still on fire.
“Shh, relax, peaches, not tonight.” His warm laughter slid over me as he gave my clit a final rub and then withdrew with a gentle pat on my mound. “Good girl.”
My muscles went slack with relief, half glad, half disappointed at the reprieve. I tipped my head back, trying to get my breathing back under control. But he was right, I was greedy. “Just give me five minutes to recover, I’ll be good to go,” I said, anticipating another touch, but it never came. That’s when I realized he wasn’t in the room any more. Tearing off the blindfold, I wrapped my arms around my chest, taking in another shaky breath before I pulled my clothes on with lazy movements.
I ignored Mrs. Fisk’s offer to serve me dinner in my bedroom, all I wanted to do was fall into a hot bath and think about what’d just happened. The combination of heat and wet put me into a drowsy state, but it was still hard to fall asleep after what he’d done to me.
Even though he’d definitely satisfied me, I couldn’t help but feel a small wave of disappointment that things hadn’t ended as they should’ve. Aidan was right, I wanted more than his finger inside me, even two. He’d woken up a hunger I’d never felt before, made more desperate because the only way I could know him was through touch.
I wanted him to touch me in every way. I wanted to feel that cock buried inside me up to the hilt. And even though I’d sworn my clit couldn’t bear another touch, I found myself rubbing it harder
My hands clamped on either side of his head, pulling at his long hair, desperate for him to slow down and let me recover, but Aidan punished me with his tongue, never letting up for a second. All I could do was hold on for dear life while he pushed me closer and closer, until I couldn’t take it any more. My entire body quaked as my muscles knew it was coming before I did, the added vibration adding to the rasp of his tongue and I broke apart.
I rode his mouth like a cheap, fucking slut, bucking and shaking as wave after wave of pleasure racked through me. A steady stream of obscenities fell out of my mouth as I pressed him harder into my clit, desperate to keep it coming, and the way his deep laughter reverberated through me made my eyes roll up with indescribable ecstasy. I think I might’ve said his name somewhere in the middle of it, but I couldn’t be sure. Fuck, I could’ve been speaking in tongues, I completely lost my shit.
Just when it was starting to ebb, he arched those fingers again, and a new wave of spasms started deep inside me. By this time, I wasn’t able to produce more than a whimper, even as my body clenched around his fingers. Finally, I collapsed back against the chair, breathing hard. “Fuck…” I whispered.
“Apparently,” he chuckled, straightening between my legs.
More than anything, I wanted to tear off the blindfold and see his expression. I wanted to see him , the man who’d given me such unbelievable satisfaction. But I was too weak to move, my muscles all heavy and worn out from exertion.
“I think you’re ready for the next step.” His fingers retraced my opening, spreading my pussy lips wide, and my entire body lit up with anticipation. Even though we’d just shared something so intimate, I felt a stab of fear, thinking he was ready to fuck, and I wasn’t sure I could take it, not now. Not when my every nerve ending was still on fire.
“Shh, relax, peaches, not tonight.” His warm laughter slid over me as he gave my clit a final rub and then withdrew with a gentle pat on my mound. “Good girl.”
My muscles went slack with relief, half glad, half disappointed at the reprieve. I tipped my head back, trying to get my breathing back under control. But he was right, I was greedy. “Just give me five minutes to recover, I’ll be good to go,” I said, anticipating another touch, but it never came. That’s when I realized he wasn’t in the room any more. Tearing off the blindfold, I wrapped my arms around my chest, taking in another shaky breath before I pulled my clothes on with lazy movements.
I ignored Mrs. Fisk’s offer to serve me dinner in my bedroom, all I wanted to do was fall into a hot bath and think about what’d just happened. The combination of heat and wet put me into a drowsy state, but it was still hard to fall asleep after what he’d done to me.
Even though he’d definitely satisfied me, I couldn’t help but feel a small wave of disappointment that things hadn’t ended as they should’ve. Aidan was right, I wanted more than his finger inside me, even two. He’d woken up a hunger I’d never felt before, made more desperate because the only way I could know him was through touch.
I wanted him to touch me in every way. I wanted to feel that cock buried inside me up to the hilt. And even though I’d sworn my clit couldn’t bear another touch, I found myself rubbing it harder
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