Clench For Me
“My pants are down. Can’t you tell what I’m about to do?” Aaron pushed his lower body against mine twice. His intent was crystal clear.
“But… I’m on my period…” I stammered. I was shocked and flustered, but most of all, I was worried that this would quickly become a disgusting mess.
“That’s alright. There are other ways…” With that, he turned my body around. I was pinned with my arms against the wall with my ass sticking out.
I struggled, but he held my waist down to keep me still. He lifted my shirt, exposing my hips, and leaned down to drop a searing kiss on my midsection.
It tickled, and I reflexively bucked to get away from him. In the next moment, I felt him tug at the edge of my panties. He pulled them upward so that the firm material put pressure on my pussy. I barely held back my moan. Suddenly, his hot shaft fell between my legs.
I knew he wouldn’t try to put it in while I was bleeding. He just wanted friction.
I sighed with relief.
Then he whispered in a low, husky voice. “Clench your legs for me, darling.”
My ears burned, and at first, I refused to listen to him. He ended up slapping me hard on the ass, and I immediately tightened my legs around his cock.
“Good…. That’s it.” Aaron praised me as he started to thrust
between my legs.
His cock was moving back and forth while I stood with my legs held together. The position left me unsteady, so I looked back at Aaron with a pleading gaze. He leaned down with his chest pressed against my back, and he asked, “What’s wrong?”
I rolled my eyes. “Hurry up. My legs are getting tired.”
Aaron laughed, and the sound made me angry enough to want to punch him.
He wrapped one arm around my waist and the other around my shoulders. My entire body was held in his arms as he pulled me up straight. His kisses fell on my neck and shoulders. I closed my eyes to enjoy them, but my body felt extraordinarily empty. It was too bad we couldn’t really have sex… I never hated my period more than I did at that moment.
I lost track of how long Aaron was busy. All I knew was that I was extraordinarily tired. The grinding between my legs was so hot and painful that I started to wonder if he’d broken the skin of my inner thighs. Eventually, I couldn’t stand it anymore, so I urged Aaron to finish quickly.
He picked up the pace and thrust hard a few more times before he finally released. His hot seed spilled between my legs.
He carefully took me back to the bathroom, scrubbed me down, and carried me to bed.
I was exhausted, so I immediately nestled into his arms with my eyes closed. He wrapped his arms around my waist and
planted a soft kiss on my forehead. “Good night, my love.”
As drowsy as I was, I couldn’t help but shiver when I heard those words. They filled me with such a sense of belonging that my heart skipped a beat. But when I stopped to think about it, I wondered how many other women he’d said that to.
I was just one of many…
I chuckled to myself before surrendering myself to sleep.
The next morning, I woke up in a soft queen–sized bed. The aroma of bacon and coffee filled the air, and I stretched lazily.
This was a perfect morning. Definitely.
I woke up to warm sunshine and the smell of fresh food. Even my favorite music was playing…
Because my phone was ringing.
My good mood vanished the moment I saw who was calling.
I took a deep breath and picked up the phone.
“Olive? Where are you?” Vincent asked right away.
“I’m at Cinder’s. What’s up?”
He didn’t sound convinced. “What are you doing there?”
“Because I wanted to spend time with someone who cared about me,” I said mockingly. “My boyfriend didn’t walk me home yesterday. I have the right to cry on my best friend’s shoulder.“!
When I mentioned what happened yesterday, Vincent’s voice
began to waver. “I…”
I half listened to his excuses while he droned on and on about how much he loved me. My attention was on Aaron…
God damn.
I couldn’t take my eyes off him.
I’d never seen him like this. With a spatula in hand, he was dressed in an apron and a gray robe, and he’d never looked sexier.
“How do you like your eggs?”
“Scrambled, thanks.” I licked my lips.
On the other end of the phone, Vincent sounded worried. “Who was that? Are you really at Cinder’s apartment?”
“That’s… Cinder’s new boyfriend. He’s making breakfast.” | didn’t take my eyes off Aaron, who raised an eyebrow at me.
“What? Her new man’s a chef?” Vincent asked, shocked.
“Food’s done! Love you! Bye!” I quickly hung up as Aaron walked toward me.
“Now I’m Cinder’s boyfriend?” He leaned in close and played with a strand of my hair. “I’m her personal chef?”
“Not hers.” I smiled and hugged him. “Mine. From now on, you’re cooking for me.”
“I wouldn’t mind cooking for you for the rest of your life.”
I laughed nervously. I didn’t expect him to say something like
.
that, so I quickly changed the subject. “Is the food actually done though? I’m hungry.”
He sighed.
“Honestly, Olive… When are you gonna break up with him?”
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