“Pace yourself, baby. You’ll get my cum, but not yet.”
He opens his eyes and gazes down at me, running his thumb over my top lip as I bob my head, taking him deep in my mouth then going shallower again.
“Look at you,” he says hotly. “On your knees for me. My hard cock in your mouth. Your eyes begging for me to fuck you. Do you have any idea how beautiful you are? How perfect?”
Feeling crazed, I close my eyes and swallow him as deep as I can, gagging a little as I shove his girth down my throat.
“So fucking perfect,” he whispers. “Kayla. My beautiful, obedient girl.”
I moan around his cock, sucking frantically as I stroke his shaft with both hands. My pussy throbs. My nipples ache. I need him to fuck me so badly, I moan again, trembling with need.
He knows. Of course he knows. His laugh is soft and dark.
“You need to spread your legs for me and take that cock deep, don’t you, baby? You need your master to fuck you.”
The vein on the underside of his penis throbs against my tongue. His fingers tighten in my hair. Right now, he could order me to throw myself out the window, and I probably would.
“Yes, you do. Greedy girl. Let me watch you finger fuck that gorgeous pussy while you take my cock down your throat. But don’t you dare come without my permission.”
I shove one hand between my legs and frantically start rubbing my clit. I’m soaked already, desperate, breathing hard through my nose and shaking all over.
He cradles my face in both hands and flexes his hips, guiding his cock in and out of my mouth, controlling the speed and depth, controlling every part of me.
He whispers, “Oh, fuck yes, baby. Fuck yes.”
I gaze up at him. Our eyes lock. His lips are parted, and his eyes burn. They burn straight through me, flaying me open until I’m totally exposed, raw and vulnerable. Mewling around his cock, I shove a finger inside the aching space between my legs.
“Don’t come,” he orders in a soft, stroking voice as he imprisons me in his mesmerizing gaze. “Be a good girl and hold out for me.”
I’m going out of my mind. I beg him silently with my eyes. He licks his lips, watching me.
A contraction deep in my core makes me suck in a sharp breath through my nose. Aidan fists a hand in my hair and pulls my head back. His dick pops out of my mouth.
Breathing hard, he bends down until he’s staring into my wide eyes from only a few inches away. Holding my jaw firmly, he says in a guttural voice, “Did you disobey your master?”
I’m panting so hard, I can barely answer. “No. No. I promise.”
He doesn’t believe me. With a growl, he pushes me onto my back on the bare wood floor and kneels over me, flattening one hand over my sternum and pressing down so I’m pinned. The other hand he slides between my legs. He hisses when he finds me soaking wet and ready for him.
He thrusts a finger inside me, shushing me when I groan.
“Arms over your head. Spread your legs. One more sound, and you’ll be punished.”
Quaking, I lift my arms over my head and rest my clasped hands against the floor. Then I spread my thighs and bite my bottom lip, praying I’ll be strong enough to remain silent as I’ve been instructed.
He’s still for a moment, watching my face with avid eyes, that finger sunk deep inside me waiting for the rhythmic clench of orgasm. I’m almost there—almost—and if he moves his finger at all, I’ll tip over the edge and start fucking his hand desperately as my climax rips through me.
“Sweet little bunny,” he whispers, elated. “You’re trying so hard to be good, aren’t you?”
I nod frantically.
He slides the hand pressed against my sternum over to one breast and fondles it for a moment before he pinches the hard nipple. Pleasure ripples through my body in waves that head straight down between my legs. Though I’m unable to control the way my thighs quiver and my back arches from the floor, I remain silent, breathing shallowly through my nose.
Between his legs, his erection juts out from the open fly of his jeans. It’s big and glistens with my saliva, the crown flushed red. The shaft is thick, taut, and mapped with veins.
I want it. I need it. I need him to impale me on it and fuck me senseless as he growls filthy things into my ear and perfumes my skin with his scent as he grinds against my body.
“Eyes on me, Kayla.”
I meet his dark gaze and whisper, “Yes, sir.”
Though I was supposed to be quiet, I can tell that he’s pleased with me.
For my reward, he rolls me onto my belly and spanks my ass smartly, going back and forth between each cheek until I’m almost crying with need.