Page 60 of Down the Aisle
I needed some time to myself to mull over this new information and formulate a plan to get rid of her soon-to-be ex-husband. Also, I needed to figure out what to do about Eliza and her past. I debated mentally whether or not to pry at her or just let it slide. Either way, things could or would get messy; it came down to which mess I wanted to clean up.
God damn it, Eliza darling…
I wasn't frustrated or upset with her because there really wasn't anything reasonable to hold against her. There had been no harm in her keeping all of this from me. Unlike my secret, which I intended to never lether in on. The moment a word about Eliza got around, my enemies would make her a target to get at me. Reasonably, I should let her know so she could decide if she wanted to stay in this relationship or get out… But I was never reasonable when it came to Eliza, so too fucking bad, for her that was.
I mean, if worse came to worst, locking her away in the house was always a viable option. She didn't need to work, andshe could get plenty of fresh air and sunlight through an open window.
No way would I ever let Eliza go. If it came down to it, I'd deal with her hatred for me controlling her life. She could be mad at me all she wanted if it got to that point, I'd gladly take it to keep her alive and happy.
Just as I managed to pull myself out of my thoughts long enough to focus on Eliza's actual files, my office door opened following some soft knocks. Irritation furrowed my brows for a split second before the sight of Eliza dissipated it. Her small and tired voice barely carried through the air. "Bub? Can I be with you right now? I'm lonely." Slipping in, she rubbed her eyes lightly as she waited for my response.
Relaxing with a smile, I nodded and waved her over. "As if I can ever say no to you." Call me a fucking simp for her, I didn't care, but as long as she was satisfied, that was all that mattered to me. "Is something bothering you, little rose?" I could feel concern weighing my face down as I watched her shuffle over to me.
Eliza chewed at her bottom lip for a minute before sighing heavily. "I feel stupid for being bothered by it, though, so I don't want to trouble you when you're working," she admitted with a small frown before plopping herself down in my lap.
Slipping her legs around me, she straddled my body and fitted herself right into me, relaxing after burying her face into my neck. "You smell so good, like wood and hot chocolate," she murmured against my neck. "And like fresh laundry."
Chuckling, I stroked the back of her head a bit before wrapping an arm around her, leaving a free one to work. Was it kind of risky to be going through her file with her literally right on my lap? Probably, but it wasn't as if she’d paid any attention.
Turning my head, I kissed the top of hers. "Take my cock out and sit on it, darling," I spoke against her, making her squirm alittle in my lap. Nudging my nose around, I found my way to her ear, nipping at it playfully before whispering, "I want to feel you around me while I work, and I want to be ready to throw you on my desk to fuck and fill you after I'm done."
Her tired hands were quick to scurry down my body to my pants, pulling the waistband down to pull my soft cock out. While she hovered over me, I carefully pulled her panties off from under her outfit—one of my shirts on her fun-sized body.
My arm around her waist tightened at the feeling of her hot tightness surrounding my cock. It was a bit of an awkward struggle for a moment, to get my soft cock inside her, but she managed. "Brava ragazza," I praised her sweetly, kissing her neck some. "I won't be long, promise."
Humming softly and nodding, Eliza kissed my cheek before leaning against me again. Soon, her soft and even breaths tickled my neck, and I had to look down to check if she was awake or not. A small frown of concern pulled at my lips when I saw her sleeping face. How tired was she to fall asleep so easily against me like this? Usually, she stayed awake for her fucking whenever I had her warm my cock.
Oh well, more fun for me.
I studied her profile for a long while until I felt the words blur in my mind. As much as I wanted to keep chugging the information in, nothing stuck. So, that was a clear indicator to stop for the day. Besides, it was not like it was anything dire. Knowing about Eliza's past was more of a personal thing that satisfied my curiosity.
Pushing all of that aside, I looked down at my sleeping beauty for a loving minute before opening one of my drawers to pull out a bottle of lube and a small vibrator. Carefully, I shifted down a little in my chair to get her ass in the air and exposed. God, the temptation to spank her juicy ass ached at my hands and fingers as I took my sweet time looking down at her round globes.
I felt kind of silly for staring so long to the point where I almost forgot what I'd planned to do, but I couldn't help it. Her creamy ass was too much to resist, especially when it bounced from my thrusts when I'd take her from behind.
Throwing my head back with an internal groan, I let my need for her booty win. With a mind of their own, my hands slid down her body to her plush bottom, gripping handfuls of it and squeezing until her cheeks paled. I had to resist spanking her, though. I didn't want to wake her quite yet.
So, reluctantly, I released her ass cheeks. I kept one arm anchored around her while I grabbed the bottle of lube with my other hand. The soft crack of the bottle opening filled the air for a split second, making my heart race when Eliza squirmed a little against me. A second passed, and I let out a breath of relief when my beauty stayed sleeping.
Carefully, I squeezed some lube onto her ass before closing the bottle and setting it back on my desk. Slowly and gently, I spread the lube with my fingers, paying special attention to her little puckered hole. Steadily, I slipped a finger into her tight asshole, gritting my teeth to hold back my groan of victory as I enjoyed the feeling of her forbidden walls around my digit.
Dragging out a sharp breath, I slowly fingered her ass while biting my lip to keep myself quiet. The thought of what I'd do next brought a dark grin to my face as I continued to work her tight hole. I might get some bite from her later about it, but it was all fair game to me because I wouldn't be breaking any limits of hers.
After a few more careful thrusts of my finger, I pulled out and grabbed the small anal toy. Rubbing it against her, I used the smeared lube and her natural juices to coat the small dildo-like toy before mindfully inserting it into her. I doubted she'd stay asleep through this, but I wasn’t sure.
That hope flew out the window the moment her body squirmed under me with a sharp breath and small groan. A part of me wanted her to slump back against me and slumber away so I could indulge my somnophilia some more, but the other half wanted her to wake up and fully react to her ass being taken by something other than my finger for a change.
The latter desire won out as her eyes fluttered open and she whimpered in my arms. Her looped arms tightened around my neck, and the feeling of her nails biting me through my shirt followed shortly after. "No, it's too much." Her hips jerked away from the toy, but she didn't get very far since the movement only dug her deeper into my body, and further onto my aching cock. "I can't take your cock and that at the same time." No matter how much she whined, she made no move to try and stop me, nor did she utter her safe word.
Keeping my other arm slung across her back, I trapped her against my body while I pulled one of her ass cheeks apart. "Just a small toy, you can take it, little rose," I whispered deeply and sweetly against her temple with kisses for extra effect. "You're doing so good already. It's more than halfway in, and your greedy ass is trying to take more." Alright, maybe the part about the toy being small was a bit of a lie, but it was when compared to my cock.
"Just breathe, darling, breathe. Just a little more. You can take it. I know you can." Leaning my head back a bit, I nudged her face to look at my proud smile. "You know why?" I asked in a smooth and warm voice.
Biting her bottom lip through a trembling gasp, she looked at me with melting eyes. "B-because I'm your good girl…?" Her eyes brightened with eagerness for praise as she leaned her face closer to mine.
Nodding with a smile, I leaned down and kissed her softly. "Exactly," I groaned lightly against her lips before biting herbottom one. As I spoke again, my voice gained a rasp to it. "And why else?"
Her breath shuddered against me, her body pressing into me ever so slightly. I half expected her to avoid answering, so when her tiny voice came out, I couldn't help but smile wide and proud. "And because I'm your good little slut." Her body gave a little shiver as the corner of her lips twitched into a flash of a smile.
