Chapter 23
Ella
All of the blood had rushed to my head, and I couldn’t stop giggling as Aiden carried me into the house. He stopped next to the bed, and I could see us in the reflection from the mirror of his dresser. His hand raised and I felt a sharp smack of his hand against my ass. I’d wore jeans, and there was nothing quite like getting a spanking through denim to warm one’s backside.
“Ah!” I found myself on my back before I could kick or scream, but doing so would only be playing. I didn’t mind the spanking or being tossed down on the bed, and I especially didn’t mind when he wasted no time slipping off my shoes and tossing them to the floor.
His eyes stayed focused on mine, burning with intensity as he worked the buttons on my jeans and slipped them down over my hips, down to my knees and finally puddling around my bare feet. I kicked them off as he went for the hem of my shirt, which was a surprise. I’d expected him to slip my panties down, but his hands pushed my silky blouse up over my head, and I leaned up enough to accommodate.
He stepped back once I was wearing only my bra and panties and worked the zipper of his own loose-fit jeans which were faded and distressed to perfection. The things had hugged his ass perfectly, but I had to admit they looked even better as they fell down his ass before hitting the floor.
He wore gray boxer briefs beneath them, and he stripped off his t-shirt and tossed it across the room and into his hamper. I laughed as he missed and then he shrugged and slipped down his briefs until he was standing with nothing but his erect cock in his hand.
“Aren’t you going to undress me?” I rubbed my knees together and rolled them from side to side as I looked up at him.
My eyes widened as he shook his head. “No, you’re going to strip for me.” He took my hand and pulled me forward to my feet, but my face turned bright pink, and I shook my head to protest.
“No, no, no. I’m not good at that sort of thing.” I gave him a pleading look as his wicked grin spread his lips and then he was giving me a pleading look right back.
“You’ll do it for me. You’ll be amazing, Ella. Just stand up and slip them off nice and slow. I want to watch you.” He dropped my hand and stepped back, and I felt the heat in my cheeks turn cold as the blood drained from them.
I reached around behind my back and unhooked the tiny clasp of my lacy bra.
“Slowly,” he said. He gripped his cock and pumped it as his eyes lingered on my body and the fact that he wasn’t ashamed at all gave me a confidence I didn’t know I’d have in this situation.
I slowly slipped the first strap down my shoulder, holding the cup in place as I pulled my hand free, I did the same with the other, and soon I was left holding my cups in place. I pulled them away, dropping the garment to the floor as I took one of my pebbled nipples between my fingers. I slowly stroked and pinched it, as his eyes widened and he licked his lips. “Just like that, Ella. You’re so beautiful.”
I slipped my hand down the front of my panties, and his eyes widened as if he hadn’t expected the gesture. I cupped my mound and moaned, biting my lip, as I slipped a finger between my folds. I brought the digit to my lips. Aiden closed the distance between us and kissed me. After getting a taste, he stepped back and pumped his cock as I slipped my thumbs into the straps at my hips and slowly peeled myself out of my panties. They hadn’t even made it to my knees when he stepped forward and kneeled, and before I could react, his mouth landed on my bare mound, and his tongue slipped between my folds, kissing my swollen bud.
My breath hitched, and I ran my fingers through his hair as he worked his mouth on my most private places and I threw my head back moaning as his teeth nibbled on my clit and his fingers dipped in, stroking my soaking channel.
“You’re so wet, Ella. I think you liked performing for me much more than you thought you would.” He was so right. I did enjoy his eyes watching me, his hands working himself, getting it pumped and primed for me. I glanced down and noticed how red and swollen his cock was, like a hot knife ready to slice into my core.
After another moment of working me over, he stood and sat me back on the edge of the bed. I took the chance to grab his hips and pull him to me, his thick erection just inches from my hungry mouth. I stuck my tongue out and lapped it against his shaft, and he hissed as I rolled my tongue across his veiny flesh.
I met his eyes before pulling him into my mouth, and he gripped the back of my head and held me still, working his hips gently, as the head of his cock popped in and out of my mouth.
I gripped his ass and relaxed my throat, forcing him deeper, and he moaned, a curse slipping from his lips, “Fuck.”
I nursed him like that for a little longer, and then he stepped back and put a hand on my shoulder to lay me back. He stepped between my knees and nudged my legs apart further with his hips.
He stroked his head against me, letting his head slide between my folds and spread my nectar. I greedily inched down, wanting him inside me, needing him to push himself into my depths and when he did a moment later, I moaned and winced at the intrusion. He was so big that it took me a moment to settle around him, but once I did I quivered, my channel milking him as he thrust.
He angled his hips and adjusted my position to stroke against my most tender spot and then he slipped his hand down to work my clit with his thumb. The pleasure built with an intensity that had me feeling as if I might come apart and a moment later I did, my channel soaking so much I felt my release splash and drip down my ass where his balls slapped, the sound getting louder from the wetness.
Aiden leaned down across my chest and captured my mouth and then he pulled away, meeting my eyes. “Where do you want it this time?” He thrust harder, his cock seeming to swell inside of me.
“Anywhere you want it,” I knew I was covered, but there was always a chance. Maybe I should have been more careful instead of throwing caution to the wind while lost in ecstasy. But I trusted Aiden and a moment later he jerked free of my core, and his hot release spurted against my tummy. I glanced down in time to take the overshot on my breasts, and a tiny droplet even hit my chin. I dragged my finger through and tasted it. He found my mouth and then stepped away to grab a towel.
A moment later he was back and wiping me up, his strong hands gentle as he cleaned up his mess.
“Let’s go get you cleaned up,” he said taking my hand, and we headed to his shower, and we spent the next hour under the gentle spray, exploring each other’s bodies even more. If there was one thing, I was sure of before we were done it was that I could trust Aiden.