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“Not yet,” he rasped. Realising
he’d taken her too close to the edge, he abandoned her pussy and
began sucking and pleasuring each nipple instead. “We have all
night.”

“No, please. I need you to fuck
me now.”

He stood up, laughing at her
frustration and intoxicated by it, but feeling no guilt about
exploiting his power over her. “You’ve made me wait a year for
this. You don’t get to come until I say so.”

When his finger pierced her
pussy again, Erika found it impossible to argue, or even to
distinguish the individual parts of her body. They melted into one
fiery ball of sensation until her blood boiled and her sex
liquefied.

Unspent desire made Erika strong
and she pushed Aiden away, bracing her heels against his hips to
hold him back long enough for her to undo his jeans and slip them
down over his hips.

The tip of his swollen cock
thrust up above his underwear, full-blooded and reddened by desire.
It nestled against the thick mat of hair spreading down from
Aiden’s navel, like a gift packaged for Erika’s delight. Her mouth
watered at the thought of tasting it again.

Never taking her eyes off the
straining bulge she caressed it through the fabric and cupped
Aiden’s balls which hung hard and heavy between his thick thighs,
proof of how much he needed to fuck her.

And definitely more than
once.

She’d see to that.

The cock throbbed against
Erika’s palm and pre-cum leaked from the tip. No matter how much
Aiden pretended he wanted to wait, his body had other ideas.

Desperate to feel him hard
inside her, Erika wrenched him back against her. As if by design,
the thick line of his cock embedded itself in the groove of her sex
and his shorts absorbed its hot moisture. She gyrated her hips,
stroking her clit up and down the length of his shaft and pulling
him closer to increase the pressure.

Aiden grabbed her hips and
picked up her tempo. When her hands slid inside the back of his
shorts and her nails dug into his tight butt cheeks, he shifted and
pushed back against her hands.

The slight movement unexpectedly
drew the naked, flushed tip of his cock across her wet clit and
Aiden lost control. Its ridge brushed the hard nub, shooting sparks
of pleasure through them both. Erika held him still and pulled her
clit against him, knowing exactly what she was doing to him and
loving it.

“Touch me,” he moaned. He buried
his face in her hair and struggled to control his breathing. “Suck
my cock.”

Erika didn’t need a second
invitation.

Dropping to her knees in front
of him she eased his shorts down over his thighs. His cock jutted
tantalisingly in front of her lips; strong, hard and so delicious
she couldn’t resist a greedy smile.

“I can’t wait to taste you,” she
said.

With a glance upwards to check
she had Aiden’s full attention, she circled her hot tongue very
slowly around the end of his swollen shaft. A sticky droplet
emerged onto its smooth head and she kissed it away, letting his
pre-cum glisten on her lips for a few seconds before she parted
them and slid him deep into her mouth.

The moan of pleasure from Aiden
was animalistic – deep, base and raw.

He thrust into her mouth’s
sweet, warm depths with urgent stabs of his hips. Instinctively,
Erika’s tongue picked up his rhythm and pressed against the
underside of his cock, trapping it against the roof of her mouth.
Each time Aiden withdrew, the tip of Erika’s tongue flicked
repeatedly across the sensitive cleft under the cock’s head.
Pre-cum trickled into her throat and she swallowed it down,
revelling in the taste and flavour of sex with Aiden again.

Her hand clenched around the
base of the thick, ribbed shaft while her head moved in time with
his hips, taking him as far down her throat as she could. His balls
tightened in her other hand and she eased back, lessening the
pressure of her tongue. Although she loved to make him come in her
mouth, she needed his cock inside her aching pussy that first
time.

She reached between her legs and
rubbed her slippery clit in time with Aiden’s strokes until she
could bear it no longer. In another second she’d come, whether he
was inside her or not, and she upped the stakes to tip him over the
edge.

With his cock still in her
mouth, she massaged the skin behind his balls, edging toward his
anus. He bent forward slightly, parting his deliciously tight bum
to give her the freedom to plunder his most sensitive places and
she smiled around him.

He was such a pushover.

And she knew exactly how to
bring him to heel.

Stretching out a finger, she
drew circles around his anus, before dragging her nail across the
tender skin. Aiden cried out and squirmed against her fingertip,
losing the rhythm of his thrusts into her mouth as a whole new set
of sensations flooded his body.

“Don’t stop,” he begged when her
nails scratched the underside of his balls. He swept her hair back
from her face so he could watch her every move in the mirror.
“You’re making me come.”

To show exactly how much control
she had over him, Erika’s finger suddenly pressed hard against his
anus’s puckered centre. Aiden’s knees buckled and his cock leapt
against the roof of her mouth.

“Oh my God,” he gasped, barely
able to catch his breath. “Stand up. I need to fuck you. Now!”

Erika didn’t give Aiden chance
to change his mind and pulled herself back up onto the desk. She
wrapped her legs around him again, and tried to guide him into her,
but he pushed her knees apart.

“Not like this,” he said,
teasing her open sex with the tip of his straining cock but not
pushing inside. “Stand up and turn around.”

“Why? Tell me what you’re going
to do.”

She loved to hear him describe
the ways he wanted to fuck her. It was like having explosive sex
twice over – once with her imagination and then again with her
body.

“I’m going to act out a
fantasy,” he said mysteriously.

Aiden pulled her onto her feet
and turned her around, her hands on the table top and facing the
mirror. Impatiently, he kicked away his jeans and pressed his chest
against her back, while his cock slid between her clenched thighs.
Its hard, hot ridges pushed between her swollen folds and across
her clit, driving her wild. It felt like a rigid tongue, licking
her closer to coming with every stroke. She moulded herself to
Aiden and pulled his lips down against her shoulder.

“On the landing today, when I
stood behind you,” he said, the words punctuated by his tongue
circling the bones in her spine. “I wanted to take down the straps
of your dress and set these beautiful breasts free.”

Erika laughed at their sexual
telepathy and watched the reflection of Aiden’s big, strong hands
taking the weight of her soft breasts. “I didn’t hear a word you
said up there. All I could think about was how it would feel to
have you inside me. You smelt of lazy mornings in bed and I wanted
you to fuck me right there.”

“I know you did.” He caressed
her breasts possessively, the scene playing out like an erotic
movie in the mirror. Her nipples puckered and hardened between his
fingers, flushed and begging to be sucked. “I saw the shape of
these through your dress. My cock was ready to explode.”

“Then why didn’t you fuck me? I
was hot and wet and hoping you would.” She moved one of Aiden’s
hand’s down to her sex to show she still felt the same.

He groaned and pushed his
fingers inside her. “Because I wanted to punish you.”

“Not fucking me was punishing
yourself too,” she pointed out but Aiden’s expression told her
she’d misunderstood.

He forced one of his legs
between hers, the hair deliciously rough against the tender skin on
the inside of her thighs that still bore the brand of his lips.

“No. I really wanted to punish
you,” Aiden said.

Erika’s eyes widened as she
caught his meaning but she pretended she hadn’t, just to make him
explain it to her.

“What kind of punishment did you
have in mind?”

Aiden pulled her legs wider and
took his time devouring the sight of her glistening sex. He edged
her sideways so she had a full view in the mirror and then brought
the flat of his hand down hard against the cheek of her tender bum.
Erika jerked upright as the stinging imprint turned her buttocks
pink. She watched in fascination while her skin reddened.

It felt as hot as it looked.

Aiden forced her back down. “I
wanted to bend you forward like this and lift up your dress,” he
said. “And then I’d pull down your underwear, just far enough.”

His hand fell again, with a
glance at Erika’s reflection.

He needed a sign before he’d
continue and she gave it gladly.

“Maybe I deserved to be
punished,” she agreed. Her eyes met his, dark and lustful, and
begging for more. “I forced my way into your house and wanted you
to fuck me.”

“Yes you did.”

The muscles in his arm flexed
with sweet anticipation. Another slap resounded around the small
room. Aiden slipped his other hand down over her belly and into her
sex, holding her steady for the next smack.

“I used you for sex and called
you a tart,” Erika reminded him, wanting more of the sweet
pain.

“I’ve not forgotten.”

His hand fell again and Erika
yelped but he smoothed away the stinging with a caress after each
blow.

“That feels so good,” she
breathed, reaching up to play with her own breasts.

“You’re not supposed to enjoy
it.”

Three slaps landed together and
Erika’s body tipped over into the first throes of orgasm. Heat
seeped into her sex to make sticky juices saturate the tops of her
thighs and Aiden’s fingers.

“I wanted to spank this
beautiful, soft arse until it was pink and then fuck you until you
begged for mercy.”

“Then do it,” she dared him, her
eyes aflame. “Let me watch you do it.”

Their eyes locked but the
connection was far more than visual. It was sexual, emotional and
spiritual too, multiplying the impact of every touch and sensation
until Erika felt Aiden’s body had become part of hers.

She watched him lose himself in
his own pleasure and couldn’t remember having felt so horny for
him.

He gripped his cock. Rubbing it.
Savouring its hardness. Fantasising and imagining while his other
hand continued making Erika’s butt cheeks burn.

“Fuck me,” she begged, weak with
unspent desire.

Knowing how he loved to watch
her touch herself she reached between her legs and rubbed her clit,
ready to give herself the orgasm Aiden seemed intent on denying
her.

“I’ve been punished enough,” she
moaned. “Now fuck me.”

The sight and delicious smells
of Erika’s hot, wet sex stripped away the last of Aiden’s
resistance and he plunged himself into her.

The thick, hairy base of his
cock opened her pussy lips wide and she cried out, not caring who
heard her.

She braced herself against the
table when he withdrew for a second thrust. She’d been dripping wet
and ready for him but still he stretched and filled her more than
she’d anticipated and her body yielded to receive him.

The swollen head of his cock
jammed up hard inside her before drawing back against her G-spot
and slamming inside again. Every stroke sent Erika spiralling
toward fulfilment but she refused to give in to it.

She wanted to stay like that for
ever – on the brink of orgasm, with Aiden fucking her from behind
like she’d never been fucked before.

His thick pubic hair rasped the
twice-tender skin on her bum, reviving the delicious sensation of
every slap. As if reading her mind, Aiden pulled her hips toward
him and ground himself against her, scratching her soft, pink
cheeks sore again.

The reflection of his long,
strong cock sliding so easily in and out made her pussy swell
around him, increasing the friction and heightening the already
unbearable pleasure.

At every stroke, his heavy balls
slapped against her clit, hairy and rough against her smooth,
shaved sex. He held her hips rigid, his big hands gripping her
pelvis and controlling the speed of their movements.

This was his fantasy. His fuck.
And he dictated the pace.

Had he not held her so tightly,
Erika might have fallen. Her legs weakened as the pleasure
intensified and she finally reached the point of no return.
Focusing on the reflection of Aiden’s hairy, horny, muscled torso
thrusting behind her, she let her climax build.

It began in her fingertips and
spread up the nerve endings into her arms. From there it erupted
into her breasts, which swelled and flushed. She pinched and
tweaked her nipples, mimicking the nips of Aiden’s teeth while he
watched her intently. His eyes drank in the horny sight of her
pleasuring herself while his cock fucked her velvety sex even
harder.

The familiar groan from
somewhere deep within him told Erika he’d come within seconds and
she let go completely.

Rapture thundered down her body
and into her liquid core, meeting the sensations racing upwards
from her ankles.

Aiden’s strong, rough-haired
legs chafed the backs of her thighs like emery against silk. His
fingertips pinched against her hip bones. His thick cock stretched
her sex, inflaming its searing depths.

He consumed and invaded every
inch of her body, branding his possession across every atom and
fibre. He pierced her soul, the way he penetrated her sex, and at
every turn she yielded.

She was his and only his.

She absorbed him inside her.
Clenched her sex around his cock. Opened her body to the pleasure
he thrust into her with every stroke. Relinquished herself to him
and finally plunged into the hottest, strongest, sweetest climax
she’d ever experienced.