Page 107 of Cruel Possession
Aiden guides me forward and through another doorway, at least, it feels like another doorway when my elbow smashes into the frame.
I hiss, and Aiden kisses the side of my neck, making me forget it almost instantly.
I used to hate the hold this man has over me, but now I don’t think I can live without it.
He removes his hands from my eyes, and I’m standing in the middle of our bedroom, a massive bed pressed against the center of one wall, a fireplace with a mounted TV, and the softest looking loveseat ever in front of it.
The plush carpet beneath the bed looks inviting, calling me to lay down and just stare at the ceiling for hours.
I turn around and look up at Aiden. “This is stunning. I can’t believe you were able to organize all this. It’s dark and moody and perfect.”
“And all for you, love.” He leans in and kisses me, his lips soft and slow at first.
The kiss turns more desperate as he leans into me, his fingers slipping beneath my shirt, tracing patterns on my hips.
I moan into the kiss, parting my lips, my tongue tangling with his.
He walks us backward toward the bed, breaking away long enough to pull my shirt over my head, tossing it to the side.
As his gaze roams my body, making it feel like a fire is burning bright inside me, I grab the hem of his shirt and whip it off him, dropping it to the side.
I run my hands up his chest before leaning in and tracing his muscles with my tongue.
Aiden hisses, his fingers sinking into my hair. “We’re taking this easy, Zo. You’re still not completely healed yet.”
I flick my tongue over his nipple while reaching for the button on his jeans.
The denim falls loose around his hips, and I push them down, leaving him standing there with his cock tenting his black boxers.
“Fuck, if you keep looking at me like that, I’m not going to last long.” His mouth slants over mine as he hooks his fingers in my maxi skirt and shoves it down my legs.
The rest of our clothing hits the floor, one piece after another.
Hands glide along bodies, and tongues tangle.
Heat builds in my core, and arousal makes my pussy and inner thighs slick.
I could come right here and now, and he’s barely touching me.
As he lays me down onto the bed, his hands cup my breasts.
He brushes his thumbs over my nipples, sending waves of pleasure through my body.
A moan escapes me as he rolls them between his fingers, pulling them taut.
I arch off the bed, and one of his hands moves down my body.
His fingers slip between my legs, circling my clit, pressing harder, making me whimper.
Aiden lets out a husky moan and kisses his way down my neck. “This is going to be quick, Zo. I’ve missed you too much.”
Reaching between us, I grip his cock and stroke it.
Aiden climbs onto the bed, settling himself between my thighs.
I guide his cock to my pussy, head tilting back against the mattress.
He eases himself into me, his cock stretching me, filling every inch until I don’t think I can take any more.
