Page 28 of One is Never Enough

Aiden

Iwait for Jace and Toby to leave the room before finally looking at Oliver. He’s still sitting on his knees, staring at me. His face is open, no judgment to be seen. With a sigh, I climb onto the bed and lie against the pillows.

“Come here,” I beckon, and he climbs beside me, laying his head on my chest. I place my hand on the base of his spine and pull him until his body is flush against mine. “I’m sorry for not giving you what you needed.”

“You don’t have to apologize for that, Aiden. You shouldn’t have to force yourself if you didn’t want to.”

I tilt his face up with fingers under his chin. “I wanted it so goddamn bad, Darling. You’ve been this untouchable person to me for so long, and I finally have you in my life. I was afraid I wouldn’t live up to what you built inside your head from that night.” Oliver looks at me in surprise, and I smile. “Seeing you strapped to that table just for us was like a dream come true. You were so responsive to everything, and it unlocked a piece of me that I knew was there but had only just started exploring.”

“What do you mean?”

“Jace, the all-knowing bastard he is, told me I needed to be more dominant. I played around with Toby a few times, and something felt right about it. Then, that night, he told me I needed to control everything. You were asking for something that I was dying to give.”

Oliver leans back to see my face more clearly, and his finger runs down the scar on my chest. I was diagnosed with a congenital heart defect when I was six and needed to have open heart surgery. “Why hadn’t you explored it before?”

“What do you know about my dad?”

“Not much. Just from what you’ve told me and overheard conversations with you and Payton.”

I roll over on my back, still keeping a firm hold on Oli. “My dad was strict. You could never talk back, you couldn’t make your own decisions, you were to be seen and not heard. After years, it’s ingrained in you and a hard habit to break. Even after I got away from him, I couldn’t shake the feeling that if I spoke up, I’d be punished. Then I met Jace and Toby. Toby gave me the freedom to have fun, and Jace gave me that dominance I still craved.”

“How did you end up in here?”

I laugh and kiss his forehead. “Jace’s big ass fucking grabbed me when I got home from work and said he had plans for tonight. I didn’t know everything until I heard you downstairs.”

“You like playing these games with them?”

“Yeah. We all thrive off of fear, whether we’re inducing the fear or the one that’s afraid. I think that things from our childhood stay with us, and we find ways to take back the control it holds over us.”

“Is that why you let Jace degrade you?”

“Yep. Dad was always bad about calling me names, even before the gay porn thing happened. But with Jace, I know it’s coming from a different place. Plus, he was joking the first time he called me Bitch boy, and I almost dropped to my knees in the middle of class for him.”

“I wish I would have known you guys then.”

“I would have loved nothing more than to get all that time with you, but I think now was supposed to be the time it happened. We were still figuring out who we were then, and so were you. You wouldn’t have been satisfied.” I roll over on top of Oliver and rub my body against his. “Now I know we can satisfy you.”

“I need you, Aiden,” Oliver whispers, and I know it’s finally time to give him everything. I should have known Oli didn’t have unrealistic expectations built up about me. That’s not who he is.

“I’ve got you, Darling.” I grab the lube and make sure I’m slick for him. I position myself at his back hole and barely push in, already feeling like I might lose it. “Fuck, you feel good.” I work myself back and forth and then start to slide inside. I groan the whole way inside him until my thighs are touching the back of his. “I need you too, Oli.”

Oliver wraps his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. I start moving slowly at first, but he feels so fucking good. Even better than I remember from that night. Now, I have the chance to explore every part of him. The way his eyes glass over when they lock on mine, the way his mouth parts when I hit his prostate, and the way his ass hugs my cock. “I like every part of you,” Oliver says. “Whether you’re submissive with Jace or dominant with me. You’re perfect the way you are.”

Something about that unleashes something in me. “Brace your hands on the headboard.” Oliver reaches up and places his palms on the headboard, locking his arms. I grab the top of it for leverage and start fucking him in deep, hard thrusts. Every time I move, I can feel the plug in my ass shifting, and it’s bringing me close to the edge, but I need to see his face when he comes. I shift my hips until Oliver’s mouth parts and start hammering against his prostate. He whimpers with each stroke, and I’m addicted to the sound. “Give it to me, Darling.”

“I’m so close,” Oliver moans. “Can I stroke my cock?”

Fuck. Oliver asking for permission is the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever heard. “Stroke it hard for me.”

Keeping one hand braced against the headboard, Oliver reaches down and wraps a tight fist around his cock. He starts stroking erratically, making his breath catch every time his hand touches the head. “I need more.” I brace his leg on my shoulder and lean forward. My thrusts turn bruising, and Oliver groans. “Yes, Aiden.”

“Say it louder,” I demand, thrusting into him hard.

“Aiden!”

“Come for me, Darling. I want to lick the cum from your skin.”

Oli’s mouth opens, and his ass clamps down on me when he starts coming. He’s brutally stroking his cock, and I don’t let up on my thrusts. My skin is slapping against his, and our groans are mixing together. “Aiden. Holy shit.”

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