“Did someone eat your pussy before? Did you let them?” There’s an edge to his tone as if he doesn’t want to hear the answer.
His mere words are enough to paint a dirty picture in my head. Aiden’s mouth on my most intimate part.
I want that picture.
If I don’t get that picture, I’ll probably dream about it and wake up with my hand between my legs.
He flicks a thumb against my clit. “Answer me.”
I suppress a moan. “N-no.”
He freezes, and I do too. What have I done?
Was this some sort of a test and I screwed it up?
“And no one will in the future.” He thrusts a finger inside me, making me arch off the bed. “Your pussy will only know my fingers, my tongue, and my cock. Is that clear?”
I nod. I would’ve nodded to anything at the moment because I’m busy telling my body not to grind against his finger and not to recall how that same finger brought me to the throws of pleasure not so long ago.
“I won’t take it easy on you.” Aiden’s voice and eyes darken. “You don’t get to tap out. You don’t get to tell me to stop. You don’t get anything.”
My lips part as goosebumps erupt all over my skin.
“I need you to understand that.” His grip on my thigh tightens as if he’s restraining himself. “I won’t stop.”
This would be one of those times where it’d be wiser to flee and never return. Aiden is going out of his way to give me a chance to stop now before he’s all in. Any normal human would take the chance.
Obviously, I’m not normal.
“I understand.”
Two words. Two simple words. And I’m done for.
Aiden lunges at me like a madman. He removes his finger, and before I can protest, his tongue swipes from the bottom of my slit to the top.
Oh. God.
My head rolls back and my back arches off the bed. He does it again. I cry out at the intrusive, enthralling sensation.
An unfamiliar tightness grips my stomach. My chest squeezes so hard, I’m genuinely scared something is wrong with my defective heart.
The fact that a single touch can cause this raw reaction is scary. Thrilling, but scary all the same.
Something within me unlocks.
It’s a detonation. An awakening.
I’m thrashing, mewling, and gripping the bedsheets as if they’re lifelines. What in the ever living hell is he doing?
He nibbles on my clit before he thrusts his tongue inside me, fucking me like it’s his cock.
“Aiden… Oh, my God, Aiden!!”
He stops, his head peeking from between my thighs with a shit-eating grin on his face. “I love the idea of being your God.”
Then his tongue plunges inside me again.
I’m a goner.