Page 84 of Resolve
And he waits without a word.
All the words I want to call him rise up in me at once.
But I know that’ll only make things worse. Instead, I plead my case.
“It was a compliment! I didn’t say I want to marry or fuck the guy!”
“That doesn’t sound like begging to me,” he replies.
“Fuck you, Aiden! I’ll do it myself.” I shove my pants and underwear down, kicking them off after my shoes, and then removing my shirt and bra too because they’re annoying me.
He’s suddenly standing in front of me and grabs my wrist. “You touch yourself, and this punishment will seem like a breeze compared to what I’ll do to you,” he croons. “You want to come? Beg me for it. Tell me what you need, Raegan, and you’ll have it.”
I grind my teeth, glaring at him while I debate my options. Push this further—where I’m sure he’ll stop me before I can get any relief—and risk a bigger punishment, or give him what he wants thistime to finally get what I want.
“Please,” I bite out through clenched teeth. “Let me come.”
“You can do better than that.”
Fucker.
“What more do you want? Me to crawl to you?” I snap without thinking.
His brows rise, and his impossibly dark eyes seem black now. “Mm, I like that idea. But let’s save it for another time when I have that collar and leash we talked about prepared.”
Aiden steps into me, and I back up. He does it again, and this time, the back of my knees hit the bed, and I drop onto it. He looms over me, stretching and loosening his tie before dragging the silk free. He thumbs the first few buttons of his dress shirt apart, then kneels before me at the foot of the bed.
Wait. Did I somehow pass?
His eyes never leave mine as he moves, and I’m captured by them, trapped in their endless depths as they suck me in. Aiden shuffles my legs over his shoulders, and he tugs my dripping pussy to his face. “Maybe I’ve been going about this the wrong way,” he begins, and I think, maybe, I’ve won.
“Oh?” I ask breathily as I feel the heat of his breath on my core.
“Let’s see if this method helps you find the right words to say.” He drags his tongue up my center, and my body convulses around him. I fall back on the bed as he eats me out, and I lose control of my body. All my strength is sucked out of me by his mouth as he devours me until my mind goes numb. I’m a shaking, quivering heap of over-sensitive nerve-endings as he brings me just short of a climax again and again. I curse him and cry each time he denies me. Then hold my breath when I’m brought within seconds of an orgasm as ifthis time might be different.
When I can't take it anymore, I break.
“Please, Aiden, I need it. I need to come so bad. I can be a good girl. I’ll do whatever you want, so please, please don’t stop again. I’m begging you. Whatever you want.”
Aiden hums. “That’s a good girl. Was that so hard?”
I’m at the point where the brat is long gone. “No. Please, Aiden. Please.”
Thank fuck he doesn’t take his time. He returns his tongue to my clit and gives me the added reward of his fingers. I explode before I have time to enjoy the build-up, but I don’t give a fuck. The delayed release is like a bomb of pleasure has gone off inside me, and I’m screaming as I come tumbling down.
It feels so fucking good.
But I want more. My pussy aches for more than his fingers.
As if he can read my mind, he drawls, “Do you want more?”
“Yes,” I beg, but he doesn’t move. “Yes, please, Aiden,” I try again. “I want more. I want your cock inside me. Please fuck me, Aiden.”
“Such a good girl.”
He climbs over me on the bed, pinning my wrists over my head and driving into me in a single thrust. Aiden doesn’t bother trying to wind me up. He fucks me into the bed like he’s been just as desperate for this as I’ve been. There’s no room for breathing, no room for thought as he brings me to ruin once again. He flips me to my front and thrusts back into my aching cunt, gripping my hips and holding my shoulders down so his dick hits deeper.
“Ah! Nngh! Aiden! I-I can’t take anymore!” My whole body’s shaking, exhaustion weighing me down as he sparks my pleasure back to life. As it grips me again in an iron fist, and all I can do isbreathe and hold on.
