Chapter 10
I was startled, reflexively bending my knees to get away from Aaron, but they were held down and gently parted by his own leg placed
between mine.
He leaned down and sniffed at my neck, “Well… this little demon doesn’t smell like ketchup today.”
I nudged him gently, “Morris…” I warned him, hoping the formality would discourage him.
He corrected me, “Aaron, darling.”
“Aaron,” I groaned begrudgingly.
He smiled with a beautiful blend of affection and seduction: “What’s
wrong, gorgeous?”
It’s just a shame that his affection and sensuality were just an act to get women in his bed.
I stared into his blue eyes and said slowly, “I don’t want to… Not
tonight.”
He interrupted me with a raised eyebrow, “Think it over.”
I really wasn’t in the mood. I already cheated once. I had my retaliation. Anything more than that would be greedy.
But at that moment, pinned underneath him with his intense bedroom eyes boring into my very being, listening to the live porn coming from
next door, I couldn’t say no.
Aaron must’ve seen my change of heart in my eyes, and didn’t even give me a chance to say a word, his fingers already hooking into my panties. I wore a black dress today, accented by a rich red lipstick. I wanted to surround myself with the aura of a temptress, but in front of Aaron, I squirmed, all of my confidence leaving me.
I felt my inner walls clench around his fingers in a meek attempt to keep him from exploring any further, but it was no use. He was already three knuckles deep before I could fully tighten around him, meeting the raw desire in my core and leaving me with nowhere to run, except
toward him.
“Black lace.” Aaron said thoughtfully, “It suits you, darling.”
He paused, muttering into my ear. “I’m so fucking hard for you,
Olive…”
My face instantly flushed. Aaron’s voice was hoarse and tired, but it
made him sound even sexier. I felt like I was the victim of a siren’s
curse, and could only look on helplessly as I lost control of my own body.
“If you want me to stop, just tell me.” Aaron smiled even more indulgently, “But I think that’s the last thing your sweet little body needs.”
I closed my eyes, shutting out his smug expression, but in seconds, I felt his hot breath on my face. My eyes flinched open, shocked at the
sudden closeness.
“No,” he ordered. “Keep them closed.” He planted gentle kisses on my eyelids, the slight dryness tickling the delicate skin. Eventually, his kisses moved lower and lower, gliding over the bridge of my nose and grazing my upper lip.
I reflexively raised a hand to cover my mouth, his lips pressing softly against my palm. Unphased, Aaron winked at me, licking from the center of my palm to the tips of my fingers.
I jerked, stifled a squeak, and pulled my hand away. He took that opportunity to bite at my lips while one of his hands snaked behind me, unzipping my dress.
Distracted by the almost suffocating persistence of his kisses, I didn’t notice him undressing me until it was already done. My body cuddled closer to his at the sudden chill, soaking up his heat.
“Eager, aren’t we?” Aaron finally pulled away from my lips, smiling devilishly.
I couldn’t even come up with a snarky remark as I felt his fingers wander up my spine, stopping at my waist. He pinched me gently.
catch it. This cocky bastard…
scream, Aaron ducked down to run his tongue along my throat. I suddenly lost my voice and could only breathe
in a daze for him to pull away, but he shifted from
was panting, my breasts rising and falling dramatically with my heaving breaths. My bra suddenly felt too tight. I couldn’t
if he read my mind, Aaron finally relented, leaving my neck after one last bite. He unclasped my bra and dove down to suckle at my left breast while his
side.
Maybe that was one of the
with so
wasn’t completely
pushing him away. He lifted his head, eyes glazed over with need as he looked at
feigned frustration, groaning, “Ugh, if you want me to stop now, you might
heart softened. He was
baby. I just want you to take your clothes off. It’s only fair…” I shot him a devious smile of my own, “Or else I won’t let you touch
moving his hands and interlocked. his fingers with mine. I felt him guide
down my arms. My breasts rested directly on his clothed chest, the soft fabric rubbing deliciously against my
nothing more than to strip
me a hand here,
was that of a living Adonis, his muscles sculpted to perfection. I curiously ran my hands over his pecs, fascinated
was firm, yet elastic. I pulled my hand back and felt my own chest. His softness was nothing like mine. Sex with Aaron always
Aaron asked, amused by the way my hands ran over
down and said stubbornly, “You’re
But that couldn’t be
his eyebrow, his eyes darkening with hostility. He suddenly tightened his grip around my waist and pulled me even
cock throb underneath me. It was so
him grinding into me to realize
in his arms, using one hand to guide my legs to wrap around his waist. I shrieked, alarmed, and threw my arms around his shoulders. I hurriedly clapped a hand over my mouth, desperately
room.
hissed as he walked away from the bed, resting my back
to take you… right here,”
Vincent and Emily were still engrossed in
anything but Aaron. Every gasp, every sweet praise, every slap of his
I knew was him.
My experiences with
clumsy grope at my chest brought pain and itching. Whenever
to
in front of me, and we were well
question with a particularly harsh thrust, and the sloppy sound of his hips colliding
moan. My initial surprise at his sudden roughness disappeared under
an extraordinary memory. We had only slept together once before, and yet here he was targeting each of my most sensitive areas one by one. It’d been so long since that night, but he still remembered
time, however, he seemed rushed. His attentive foreplay was cut short in his
his forearm as I
tongue traced a teasing line along the shell
pulled back with an apologetic smile. “I’ve been pent up
while…”
long is ‘a
couldn’t help but be slightly
hummed thoughtfully, and answered honestly: “After the little… incident at the bar, I flew to Moscow.
girls there are
through and through but he was right about one thing: I needed to stay away from Aaron or, at the very least,
my eyes. “But none
see my face to know I was blushing furiously. Despite the number of women he’d been with in
it was just a
it’s before,
really likes… To fondle
He asked as he squeezed them tighter. He
My single syllable came out slurred. I was too overwhelmed by the feeling of his body against mine-focusing on what he was saying to me took
pouted as he echoed his words from our last night together, and grinded hard inside of me with a lazy roll of his
me scream for him.
wasn’t something I was interested
and if we were a couple, I’m sure we’d both have a much
We’d thrown our morals to the wind: he slept with his friend’s girlfriend