Page 51 of Seasons of Love
Aiden's dirty talk was enough to rile me up with such need that I barely even flinched when his fingers worked to stretch me.
"More," I growled.
"Oh, you like it like that? Turn around.”
Fuck, his commanding voice was going to make me come before he put his cock inside me.
I grabbed two pillows and placed them under me, tucking my hard cock between them. Aiden placed himself between my legs, running his hand up the backs of my thighs as if he had all the time in the world.
"I thought you had somewhere to be."
"It's cute you think you're in charge here," he chuckled.
I was going to retort back when I felt his cock push through the rim of my ass. I rested my head on my forearms and relaxed as much as I could.
The burn was there, unmistakable, but unlike times when I'd bottomed for Mike, my brain went somewhere else. Suddenly I was super-aware of the way Aiden's legs brushed against the back of mine. How his breaths were shallow against my back, as if he were battling with himself.
It wasn't until he was all the way inside me that I let out a full breath. He lay on my back, his head between my shoulder blades, but when he spoke it was as if he was whispering directly in my ear.
"I hope you're ready for it, Slade, because your ass is hugging my cock like a motherfucking tight glove and I'm not gonna last."
"Talk dirty to me like that and I'll be the one who—fuck."
Words left me when he withdrew almost all the way and pushed in again.
"That's it, Slade. Take it all as I drive in and out of you. You feel so tight, so hot. I'm going to fuck you so good you'll remember this every time you move until I'm back and we get to do it all over again."
"Yes, fuck, yes."
My strategic placement of my dick between the pillows and the way he was driving into me was making me fly to heights I never thought possible.
"Aid, I'm so close."
He put his arms under mine and reached for my hands, lacing them together.
"Do you need help?" he asked, but I shook my head. No hands needed, and that was a definite first.
"No, just fuck me hard, I need it."
I was surrounded by Aiden. In me, on me, he was everything. My orgasm came hard and fast. I knew the pillows would be ruined, but I'd buy a million pillows if I needed.
"Slade." Aiden shouted as his orgasm took over him, and there was an unmistakable stinging on my back that I bet had Aiden's teeth marks written all over it.
He withdrew his spent cock from my ass, collapsing on his back next to me with the biggest grin on his face.
"Show off," I teased, even as I pulled him in for a kiss.
A quick shower later and he was walking out to meet Wren, wearing a pair of my shorts and an old T-shirt of mine. Nothing ever felt so right.
My phone rang sometime later, and since I'd promised Aiden I'd hear Mike out, I answered it.
"Hello?"
"Why the fuck haven't you been answering my calls?"
I wanted to say a few choice words, but there was an edge to his voice. I'd known him for far too long to ignore that.
"What's going on, Mike?"
