Chapter Fifty-Four

Bec

“ W here’s your vibrator?” Aiden asks, his voice gruff with desire. He walks us out of my small kitchen and into my bedroom, shutting Hopper out of the room. I only have a brief second to send a wish out to the universe begging that he’ll behave himself out there, while also hoping Aiden doesn’t behave himself in here with me.

“What?” I ask.

“Where’s your vibrator, babe?”

He peppers warm kisses along my collarbone, driving my body crazy with need. It’s only been a few days, but every touch of his drives me wild, making it hard to answer his question. I just want him to shut up and keep kissing me like he needs it as much as I do.

“Top drawer of my dresser. Why?” I ask.

“I want to try something. It might seem familiar…lie down on your stomach for me, beautiful.”

That gets my attention.

He drops me onto the bed with a bounce, turning toward my dresser. I watch him grab my vibrator and walk back to me with it at his side and a devilish smile on his face and he lifts his eyebrows .

Holy shit.

“Did you read my…?”

“Yeah, babe. I read your book.” He reaches forward and grabs my ankles, pulling me roughly toward him, his arms running up my legs to grip my outer thighs.

“When?”

He shrugs. “I bought it the day after you drove me home from Dom’s holiday party. It piqued my interest.”

That book was smutty as fuck.

“Well, what’d you think?” I ask him as he pulls my pants and underwear down my legs slowly, his eyes fixated on my entrance.

“It didn’t disappoint. Fucking filthy. Just like us. Do you want to see what I have in mind?”

I nod my head.

Words? What are words?

“Turn over, baby. Let me see that perfect ass.”

I flip over to lie on my stomach and squeeze my eyes shut. No way. No fucking way is this real. Aiden’s ready to act out a scene from my spicy books. Are you fucking kidding me?

I’m in heaven—heading straight to hell—and I can’t wait. My breathing picks up pace and I feel a slight tremble through my core in anticipation.

“Spread your legs and pull your knees up toward your sides. Pretend my head is between your sweet thighs. Show me how flexible you can be, gorgeous.”

Jesus Christ.

I know the second I open my legs he’ll be able to see how wet I am from where he stands behind me, and that only makes me want to do it more.

I bend my knees, drawing them up to my sides as much as I can, leaving little room between my pussy and the mattress .

“Fuck, Bec. You’re so goddamn sexy,” he grunts out, his voice hoarse.

I feel him crawl up the bed behind me, his body hovering over mine, his breath behind my ear.

“Don’t move, sweetheart.”

His hand slides between my stomach and the mattress. He’s holding my vibrator, and when he reaches my center, he pulls his hand back, leaving me sitting directly on the toy.

“Do you remember this part, Bec?” His mouth pressing wet kisses lightly along my spine sends a rush up my thighs.

“Yeah,” I manage to whisper in response.

“Do you remember the game?”

I couldn’t forget it. I’ve been thinking about it ever since I read it back in the fall. Sometimes you read a scene that you know will never leave your raunchy mind. Forever in the bank to call on when you need it. This is one of those forever scenes for me.

“Yes.”

“Tell me,” he demands.

Fuck, why does it feel dirtier to say it out loud than to read it?

“He…uh…” I swallow loudly. “He fucked her while her vibrator was between her legs and the bed.”

He slowly trails his fingers across my shoulders, pulling my hair to one side. “And?” I can hear the smile in his voice as he drags his lips up my shoulder blade to the back of my neck.

“And every time he spanked her, if she made a noise, he turned the setting up to a higher power.”

“Hmm…such a good reader. Always paying attention. Do you want to play with me?”

“Fuck yeah, I do,” I say, before rocking my hips back so my clit hits the toy and my ass presses into Aiden’s groin above me.

“You’re amazing, you know that, Bec?” I can hear the break in his confident demeanor, the sweet and thoughtful Aiden making an appearance before the dominant Aiden takes over again. “Say stop and we stop, okay, babe?”

I nod.

“Need to hear it, beautiful. Use your words.”

“I understand. I say stop and we stop.”

“Good girl. Now lie all the way down and relax for me. I’m going to take care of you.”

I feel Aiden pull away and I settle onto the mattress, the toy pressing against my already swollen clit, turning my head to the side and resting my cheek on top of my hands. I peek back over my shoulder to see Aiden staring at my ass as he drops his athletic pants to the ground. He stalks toward me and catches my eye before crawling back onto the bed. His smirk makes desire flare low in my stomach as he grabs my ass cheeks firmly and massages them for a quick second before pulling his hand back and spanking me.

Caught off guard, I gasp and then moan as the sting dissipates. The smack of his hand forces my clit to press against the toy between my thighs and the unexpected pressure makes me even wetter. I couldn’t stop myself from crying out even though I saw it coming. I don’t think I’ve ever been this aroused in my life.

Aiden chuckles. “Off to a great start here, Bec.” He snakes his hand around my hip to find the toy beneath me, and he turns it on the lowest setting.

“Oh fuck,” I pant. He isn’t even in me, and I’m already soaking.

I feel Aiden’s hard length press against my entrance and barely enter me. He pulses the tip of his cock in and out several times, and it’s torture. I want him to fill me. I want to be so full of him I can’t breathe. I want him to drive into me again and again until I fall apart.

“You feel incredible. You’re drenching me, baby, and we haven’t even started. Fuck,” he growls .

He finally thrusts farther and farther into me until I can feel his hips hitting flush with my backside. Aiden has one hand pressed into the mattress holding his weight and the other grips me where my neck meets my shoulder, his fingers on my collarbone keeping me steady as he drills into me with more force. With each push, my clit rubs against the vibrator and I’m coming undone from the competing sensations. I can’t keep quiet, so I don’t stand a chance of doing so when his hand leaves my neck and delivers the second slap against my ass cheek.

I’m moaning, gasping. Holy fuck.

“You know, I think I’m winning this game,” Aiden says, his voice rough as he continues to drive all the way into me without slowing his pace.

He reaches around my side again to turn the vibrator up to the next setting. We’re both losing control now, driven by need. He’s thrusting into me forcefully and I’m alternating between pushing my ass back into him and riding my vibrator. We’re both hungry for each other, chasing release.

“Aiden, I can’t…I’m going to…”

“Not yet, Bec. I’m not done with you.” He pulls out of me and tugs my hips into the air before he presses his face to my center and licks me up the middle.

He laps at my slit and I press back against him, moaning loudly, seeking pressure against my clit, which he delivers. When my orgasm runs hot from my center out over my limbs, I feel a sharp smack against my ass cheek again. The scream that leaves my throat sounds feral and I can’t help the way my body thrashes against him.

Aiden grips my hips as my orgasm fades and presses me right back down onto my vibrator. The stimulation is almost too much. Before I can process what’s happening, his cock is pounding into me, driving my clit against the toy, sending me barreling into another orgasm.

“Bec, you’re gripping me so fucking tight. Fuck.” I feel his movements falter and stagger unevenly while he pulses into me.

“Gonna come. Shit . Gonna fill you up while I watch your perfect ass ride this vibrator. Give me another one. I want one more, Bec.” He manages to turn the toy to the next setting and this one pulses in a staccato rhythm, setting me off again, clenching around him while I fall apart.

I hear Aiden’s breathing catch as his movements still, pumping his release into me, doing what he promised and filling me. When he’s finished, I lie breathless and reach down to turn off my vibrator, the aftershocks of my orgasms making the sensation too much to handle any longer.

I feel Aiden relax along my back, offset to my side so he doesn’t crush me with his weight. He’s breathing hard into my shoulder between light kisses on my back.

“I think I like your books, babe,” he says.

“I think I have a newfound appreciation for them too,” I reply, laughing.

How lucky can a girl get?