And to think that I was afraid I’d never be able to do this… God, I was terrified of losing him. But I was an idiot; I know Aidan, I know the kind of person he really is, and I should've trusted him. No matter, though—all that’s done, and the future is an open road.
All these thoughts crash to a halt as Aidan thrusts suddenly, raising his hips from the mattress and driving his cock so deep inside of me that it’s a miracle he hasn’t split me in two. I scream as I come, pleasure raging through my veins like a fast acting drug, contaminating my brain and ecstasy and making me completely delirious.
I don’t even wait for the orgasm to wash over me. Even though my muscles are all twitching, I manage to roll to the side and turn my back to Aidan; he follows after me quickly, reading what’s on my mind, and places one hand on my waist. His chest is pressed against my back, and all I have to do is jut my ass back to feel his thick shaft between my ass cheeks. I grind against him, wasting no time, stroking his cock with my ass.
He moves his hips softly, matching the movement of my body, but he doesn’t endure that for long; pulling back from me, he grabs his cock and pushes it down, placing it between my legs. I feel its tip against my inner lips, and a fraction of a second later he thrusts violently, his shaft once more ravaging my pussy as it goes in.
“Hard… Fuck me hard, as hard you can!” I cry out, the sound of his thighs slapping my ass and drowning every single thought floating inside of my head.
I asked him to go hard, and hard is exactly how he goes; putting all his strength behind his movements, his cock goes in and out of me so fast I don’t even know when it’s going in and when it’s going out. All I know is that he’s fucking me with the intensity of a man who shouldn’t exist nowadays. Make no mistake, Aidan belongs to a rare breed of men, and you won’t find someone like him easily. Unless you go to Python, that is, but Python is a galaxy away from the real world, isn’t it? It’s the place where gods meet.
“Ugh,” I grunt, unable to scream any longer. Biting down on my lower lip, hard
enough to draw blood, I close my eyes and surrender to the tidal wave of pleasure that crashes against me. It overtakes me completely, and I can even feel my soul burning right now.
“Can you keep going?” Aidan asks, his lips close to my ear. Slowly, he pulls his cock out of my pussy and I turn to him, a dizzy expression on my face.
“What do you think?” I whisper, but my voice betrays how close to being completely spent I am. Still, I don’t care; even if I succumb to exhaustion, I want to keep on fucking. As far as I’m concerned, I’d happily fuck my way into an early grave.
“I think you’re a wicked woman,” he shoots back at me, and then goes to his knees. Curling his fingers around one of my wrists, he pulls me into him and then turns me around; with one forearm across my shoulder blades, he forces me down and I assume an all fours position in front of me.
“I love this view,” he says, his voice so deep and sweet that I can’t help but close my eyes and smile.
“Don’t hold back now... “ I whisper, but I know he doesn’t need instructions.
“Have I ever held back?”
“No, I don’t think so,” I chuckle, his fingers digging deep into the flesh of my ass cheeks.
“That’s right,” I hear him say, but my brain is no longer capable of processing the meaning of his words. Raising one hand from my ass, he then brings it down as hard as he can, the sound of his smacking frying my brain and turning into mush. The pain travels up my spine at the speed of light, but by the time it reaches my brain it has already been distilled into pleasure.
Smacking me hard and mercilessly, he only stops to reach for the tie lying discarded by our side. He picks it up and rolls it over his fingers, deep in thought. “Your wrists, give them to me,” he whispers, and I go up on my knees, taking both my arms behind my back. He slides the velvety fabric of the tie around my wrists and ties it hard; then, he uses one hand to grab at the patch of fabric connecting both wrists and pushes me down onto the mattress once more.
I dive head first into one of the pillows, and Aidan holds me back by the tie, holding it as if he were a rider on some grand crusade.
“You don’t want me to hold back,” he starts, “and so I won’t.”
With that, he thrusts his cock into me so fiercely that it’s like his flesh is made out of fire. His thick shaft stretches me wide as he pounds into me, his thighs slapping my ass over and over again, the sound of it drowning out my moans. And let me tell you, I’m moaning really loud now… And if I keep going like this, there’s no doubt in my mind that soon enough the hotel manager is going to call us, and if that happens, you can be sure that we won’t be picking up his call.
My arms are stretched behind my back, my muscles so taut that they feel like they’re made out of concrete. All I can do is thrust back at Aidan, slamming my body into his with as much strength as I can. And that’s fine; I like the fact that my hands are tied together… It reminds me of what happened at Python.
“Is this… hard… enough?” he asks me between thrusts, moving so hard that almost a minute goes by before I’m able to muster the necessary strength to reply.
“HARDER!” I finally shout at the top of my lungs, and Aidan obeys my command. His thrusts become implacable, a nail of ecstasy driving deep into my brain each time his cock goes inside of me. Even though my eyes are open, I can no longer see; I’m on the verge of passing out from utter ecstasy, but it’s that intense pleasure that keeps me conscious too.
“OH GOD!” I scream again, a storm of ecstasy raging over my brain and consuming me. Electric pleasure crackles under my skin, my muscles growing numb as a violent spasm takes over my body.
Undoing the knot on his tie with a simple flick from his fingers, Aidan finally lets me go. He slides his cock out of my pussy and I fall forward, collapsing on top of the mattress, the room swimming in front of my eyes. I drift in and out of consciousness, my body a quivering mess, and I somehow manage to turn around. Lying on my back, I look up at Aidan, an exhausted smile dancing on my lips.
Without even getting up, I spread my legs so that he’s between them, and then reach for his cock with one hand. Curling my fingers around his throbbing shaft, I force my hand to move back and forth; even though exhaustion is gripping every finger of my being, I still need to see this through. And I’ll do it gladly.
“Cum… Cum for me…” I purr, my voice sounding foreign to my own ears. I’m so exhausted that my voice doesn’t even sound the same. But I keep on working him with my hand, going back and forth over his shaft despite the burning feeling eating away my forearm.
Switching hands, I up the speed, and his shaft finally starts to spasm against my fingers. I smile, and then I open my mouth as wide as I can, aiming the tip of his cock at my tongue. I do it at exactly the right time—a long, thick rope of cum jumps out from the tip of his cock and hits me straight in the face, the majority of it gushing into my open mouth. There’s a one second pause, and then his cock throbs violently, the gates opening to let a raging river of cum gush onto my skin.
“Fuck,” Aidan groans, throwing his head back as he sprays my face with his warm cum, gooey strands dripping down my face and pooling on the pillow under me. Stroking him as he cums, I moan as I feel the warmness of his semen blanketing my skin; by now I’m covered in it from my forehead to my waist, heavy drops of glistening cum making their way to between my thighs.
“That’s it… Cum for me…” I repeat, my lips sticking together from the cum that coats them. When his cock gives its final spasms against my hand, I finally let go of him and laugh, the urge to do it taking over me. I laugh loudly, my voice now bright and clear, and I open my eyes just to meet Aidan’s gaze. He’s looking at me with a kind, and loving gaze, and it’s with that gaze that he leans in, lying down on the bed between my legs.