Page 15 of However You Want Me

“You like it, don’t you? Getting put on your knees.”

I stick my tongue out and lick up some of his pre-come. Aden swirls the head on my tongue with a groan. My heart batters in my chest. Loving how he takes control.

“Fuck. You feel so damn good.” He grinds into my tongue harder, the movement making a slippery, wet sound, then pulls back with a frustrated sound. “Fuck.”

With my hands on his thighs, I hollow my cheeks and suck. I pull back letting his cock make a pop sound and leave my mouth open so he can throat fuck me.

He thrusts in slower, and I gag again. He groans, louder, and my body gets hotter. There’s nothing like hearing those sounds from a man. There’s nothing like hearing them from Aden.

With a needy grunt, he rolls his hips and begins fucking my throat with steady thrusts. All the while I can feel myself getting hotter and wetter. Ready for what he does next.

I make a noise around his cock. He groans again, his pleasure vibrating in my mouth. He likes when I do that—likes it a lot—so I hum some more like there’s more I want to tell him. Aden grunts, his thrusts getting slower. His cock fills up my mouth, and my throat, pushing deeper and deeper one hand still in my hair.

“Fuck.” When he speaks, his tone is softer. Almost with reverence.

I moan around his cock, encouraging him.

On his next thrust, I swallow him deep, then keep him where he is so I can lick his shaft and suck. More salty pre-come coats my tongue. Tears run down my cheeks from how hard I’m working to suck him off and from the head of his cock meeting the back of my throat over and over again.

The longer I stay on my knees, the needier I feel until I’m practically squirming. I want more, and Aden is always ready to give me more. He knows I need this.

I need him to fuck me.

He pulls out, and I gasp in a breath of air, then a second one. My chest heaving and every nerve ending on my body lit aflame with need.

“I’m sorry,” I say. The words tumbled from my lips. Aden reacts to them as if I’d taken his cock back in my mouth.

“Shh—” He trails off, unable to keep up this part of the conversation.

Aden pulls me to my feet, his mouth, capturing mine. He kisses me fast and deep and frantic, his grip at my neck and his thumb at my throat. With another growl he stops, kissing me. His hands work at my pants. Aden strips them down and shoves them off along with my panties. He rips them away like they’re a nuisance and I should’ve come here naked, exposed to him from the very beginning.

He bunches up the clothes and tosses them against the wall. Aiden’s eyes roam over my face and my half-naked body. His lips glisten, nearly swollen, from our kiss, his eyes dark.

I feel everything all over again. That one moment. The one that changed everything.

Aden reaches for the hem of my top like he wants to tear that off, too, but instead his hands go around my waist and he lifts me off my feet, shoving my back against the wall. I curl my legs around his hips, feeling his length, hot and throbbing, surrounded by the rough denim of his jeans.

Aden drags his mouth over my neck, thrusting against me, the velvet skin over his erection sliding through my folds.Fuck! He curses in my ear, and I sling my arms around his shoulders and hang on tight. I wouldn’t fall even if I let go. The pressure of his body would keep me against the wall. I dig my nails in anyway. Aden hisses at the feeling. His mouth meets mine again in a savage kiss. His body works against mine, and I rock my hips into him. I’ll take any contact I can get. My body is already warm with pleasure and sparking with a kind of filthy need. All I can do is chase what he’s offering.

Aden’s meet the side of my neck. He doesn’t bite hard, but his tongue laps at the skin.

“You need this don’t you,” he says, his cock nudging between my legs. He thrusts inside with one smooth stroke, letting out a deep groan. “You can’t get enough of me.”

“I can’t,” I agree and throw my head back against the wall. He’s filling me in exactly the way I need him to. I didn’t know who I was until he was inside me. “I can’t.”

“What would you do for this?” he demands, his mouth meeting mine and sloppy kisses. “Would you stay here and let me use you? Would you stay as long as I want you to? Would you stay here and never leave?”

“Yes,” I answer, breathless. “I would do that. I need this. I need?—”

Aden changes his angle so our hips are pressed together. There. That’s the contact I needed. Every thrust hitting my clit and his cock buried deep inside of me. Aden gives me a longing look. One I know he denies but one I can feel deep in my soul. I feel it in the way he touches me—his hands tight and then gentle. He shoves his hand under my shirt and teases one of my nipples with his fingertip. He grinds into me harder, his breath coming faster.

“You’ll come from this,” he orders. “You could come just from me fucking you against the wall. You’re going to come on my dick, just from this. So fucking beautiful coming on my cock.”

“Yes!” I let out a gasp as pleasure overwhelms me, a twisted, filthy pleasure that I shouldn’t enjoy, shouldn’t like—but I do. I do.

My body clenches down on Aden. I come hard, crying out, and Aiden lets out a growl against my neck.

He fucks me hard and deep and frantic, his rhythm breaking up as he gets closer to his own orgasm. My head bangs against the wall, but I hardly notice. I come to another peak as Aden pushes in deep and comes inside me. I’m breathless with the heat and pleasure filling me all over again.

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