My breath hitches at the thought, but my arousal coats him, dripping down my thighs.
“D-Do it,” I whisper.
He pauses thrusting in and out of me. “What was that?”
“Fuck me. All of me.”
His chest shudders with a groan that fills the space around us, masculine and so damn hot. “You’ll be mine? All mine?”
“Yours. All yours.”
I don’t get a warning. Aiden slips out of my pussy and arse. Before I can concentrate on the hollowness, he flips me around.
“On your elbows and knees.”
I scramble into the position in front of him, my heart pounding in my chest.
Thump.
Thump.
Thump.
Aiden places a hand at the top of my back and lowers me further so my arse is in the air and he’s behind me. Not too long ago, I would’ve felt self-conscious about being so exposed to him. Not now.
Now, a burn covers my skin, yearning for more.
Two of his fingers thrust inside my pussy. I moan aloud as his cock traces my wetness to my back hole over and over again.
It’s then I realise he’s using it as lube.
“It’s going to hurt,” he muses. His voice holds a sadistic, dark edge.
This is my chance to escape this, but the truth is, I don’t want to.
Deep down, I want it to hurt.
If Aiden is open about admitting how much he perversely wants me and can’t get enough of me, I can be the same.
“Do it,” I murmur.
“Even if it hurts?”
“Especially if it hurts.”
He growls and slowly eases into my tight hole. I remain motionless, not breathing.
“Relax,” he groans. “Ease into me. Don’t fight me.”
I try as hard as I can to lose the tension in my shoulders. Aiden’s cock is barely inside and it stings.
He pumps his fingers inside my pussy, scissoring them, and the pleasure loosens my muscles.
Aiden’s free hand grips my hip and he rams inside me in one go.
I scream, the pain ripping me open from the inside out. Tears spring to my eyes.
Oh, God.