Page 57 of Beneath the Midnight Sky
“But…I—” she started, but stopped when I shook my head.
“Now, Aspen,” I growled. She slowly moved the shower head between her thighs and bit her lip again. It was on full spray right now, so it would feel good, but not quite what we were going for right now. But I’d let her get comfortable before I upped the pressure. “Close your eyes and lean your head back on the wall. Then bring the water closer to your clit.”
She did as I said, her hips bucking slightly when the water started pelting her where I wanted. I smiled as her hips gently rocked against it.
“Do you want to come, little angel?” She nodded her head quickly. “I bet you do. Your mind may have forgotten because it was so involved in your work today, but your body hasn’t forgotten what a wet little mess I left you in today, has it?”
“No, Rowan. It hasn’t forgotten,” she whispered, her eyes still closed.
“Good girl.” I reached over, one hand wrapping around her wrist to hold her steady, while the other hand hit the button to switch the shower head from full spray to massage spray. She gasped and tried to pull it away, but I held firm. “Ah, don’t move, little angel. I want you to feel every bit of this.”
I stepped closer to her, my hard cock pressing against her hip as I held the shower head against her clit.
“You’re going to love this next part, Aspen,” I whispered as her hips started grinding against the water jet. “We haven’t tried temperature play yet, but I think it’ll be one of your favorites.”
Her eyes slowly opened, and she looked up at me as I reached back over and turned the water from hot to cold.
“Fuck!” she moaned. “Rowan! It’s too cold, please,” she pleaded. I gave it another few seconds before I reached over and turned it back to hot, where it was. Her breathing started to even out as the temperature started to change back, but it picked up when it settled back on hot again. “I’m so close, please. Please let me come,” she whimpered, her fists clenching down at her side.
“Maybe,” I replied as I reached back over, turning the water to cold again. Her eyes were wide as she gasped and released a shaky moan. I knew she was getting closer the more the cold water pelted her, but it was so foreign that her brain couldn’t accept it. She pleaded again, and I smirked as I turned it back to hot, her breath returning back to normal. “Do you trust me, littleangel?” I whispered as I leaned down and kissed her collarbone and continued down to her breast.
Pulling her nipple into my mouth, I swirled my tongue around it and gently sucked. She let out a breathy moan. “Yes,” she said.
“Good,” I replied as I let go of her breast. “So trust me when I tell you that my greedy little cunt is going to come.”
I turned the water back to cold, pressed the shower head against her clit, and then wrapped my hand around her throat, slowly cutting off her air supply. Her eyes closed as her hips thrusted against the water, moving the spray from her cunt to her clit over and over again.
“That’s right, angel. Ride it for me. Be a good girl and come for me,” I growled as I squeezed her throat again. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she went still for just a moment before I released my hold on her air supply, and she sucked in a shaky breath and moaned. She looked up at me, tears in her baby blue eyes as she finally came.
I reached over and turned the shower head off, put it back in its holster, and stepped under the big one to rinse myself off while she caught her breath. She was still catching her breath when she looked over at me, and then her gaze fell back to my cock again.
“Please,” she asked quietly.
“Please, what, Aspen?”
She bit her lower lip and rolled it between her teeth before her gaze met mine again. “I want you to fuck my throat again.”
I turned off the water and grabbed a towel, handing it to her. “Get dried off and then I want you on the bed, head hanging off the side for me.”
She took the towel, wrapped it around herself, and then walked out of the shower. I grabbed a second towel, dried myselfoff, and gave her a moment to get ready for me. She wanted me to fuck her. I would be more than happy to oblige.
I hung the towel up and walked out into the bedroom to find her exactly where I wanted her. Her braided hair hung off the side of the bed, where she was lying flat on her back.
“Bring your knees up and spread your thighs for me,” I told her. Her brows came together, but she did what I asked. “Thank you, angel. Your hands won’t be bound this time, so if it becomes too much, just tap my thigh three times. Sound good?”
“Yes, perfect,” she said with a smile.
I walked toward her head, and she opened her mouth with her tongue out and ready. “Fuck, Aspen. Always so eager and ready,” I growled. I wrapped my fingers around my stiff cock and ran the tip over her tongue. “Such a good girl for me, aren’t you?”
She let out a breathy moan, and I smiled. “Do you know what happens to good girls, Aspen?” She shook her head slightly, leaving her mouth open for me. So I shoved my cock into her mouth until I hit the back of her throat, and she gagged around me.
“They get fucked, little angel,” I said with a groan as she wrapped her lips tightly around my shaft. “That’s right, be a good girl for me, okay?”
She moaned around me while I slowly fucked her mouth, her tongue swirling around me, and her mouth tightening as she sucked. I looked down and smiled when I saw how wet she was. Leaning down and shoving my cock further into her mouth, I used one hand to balance myself on the bed. The opposite hand I used to run between her soaked folds. It wasn’t until I shoved three fingers deep into her waiting cunt, though, that her mouth suddenly stopped moving.
“Oh, Aspen, is that distracting?” I asked with a smirk as I started to roughly fuck her with my fingers. “I bet if I made you come enough, I could fit all five fingers in here, couldn’t I?”
She started sucking harder then, her hands sliding up my thighs and wrapping around to hold my hips close to her as if I was going to try to pull away right now. I was struggling to not come down her throat the second she started sucking—I wasn’t going anywhere. This woman made me feel like a high school kid sometimes, who couldn’t last more than three pumps.
