Untouched (17 page)

*****

I moaned softly, awaking to the stimulation of a hot tongue between my thighs. He licked the sensitive flesh with a deliberate slowness so intense that I couldn’t help the explicits escaping my lips. He slid his tongue between the slick folds pushing into me, spreading me open. His tongue circled the silkened tissues, my hips rotating as my core tightened. The focused tip of his tongue flickered delicately over my clit. He growled and closed his lips over the responsive bud and sucked gently. I reacted to his touch as though for the first time, amazed at the giftedness of his tongue. My hands were in his hair gripping as he began thrusting his tongue deeper and deeper into me. I started to move my hips to his rhythm, grinding forcefully on his tongue. I could feel my climax building; he slid two fingers between the wet slit as he licked and sucked my swollen clit and that was my undoing. I came hard as I breathed his name, relishing in the pulsing of my sex as he removed his fingers and began lapping my juices. I floated back down from my erotic high as he softly planted sweet kisses along my inner thighs.

He sat up leaning back on his knees. “Get on your knees for me sweetheart.”

I turned over and positioned myself on all fours with my ass toward him. He moved closer behind me. I could feel his erection against my ass as he moved his hands over my curves letting his fingers trace a titillating path from the nape of my neck to my lower back and then down between my cheeks. I closed my eyes, breathing heavily, anxious to feel him inside me.

The waiting was torture to which he only heightened by teasing me as he rubbed his cock over my ass.

“Aiden please.”

“Please what baby? What is it that you want?” he whispered.

“I want you to fuck me,” I said.

“How badly do you want me to fuck you?” he asked, goading me.

“Please. Don’t make me beg,” I replied.

“I want you to beg. I want to know how badly you want this dick.”

“Please Aiden,” I begged, inching back towards his cock, moving my ass against his hardness.

“I want you so badly to slide your cock in me and fuck me, please baby,” I said, desperate for him.

He groaned in response as he eased his cock inside me; stretching me as he slid deeper; I cried out, the luscious pain increasing with each inch forward.

As he slowly filled me, my sex pulsed and clenched with a desperate need for more. With both of his hands grasping my ass, he plunged into me. Hard. I cried out, the delectable fullness overwhelming me. He forced his big cock deeper into me with each ferocious thrust, bolting me forward. The sound of him slapping hard against my ass as his man jewels grazed the back of my thighs was stimulation enough to take me over the edge but not now, I wanted more. I just didn’t know how much more I could take. I was still sore from our school girl fuck. He yanked my hips back to meet his punishing thrusts, grunting as he rapidly immersed himself into my aching sex. “Oh, shit I’m going to cum,” I breathed.

“No you aren’t sweetheart,” he said hoarsely, quickly pulling out of me. He grabbed my waist, turning me, and positioning me on my back. He was at the foot of the bed, his feet in the direction of my head.

He reached for my ankle and lifted my leg, sliding between my thighs until his hard rod was at the entrance of my sex. He pulled me down toward him, his cock opening and penetrating me. He didn’t waste any time resuming his rapid forceful pace, not that I was complaining. I loved the feeling of the fullness when he forced his over-sized hardness into me, driving me. He placed his hand on my thigh pulling me downward, making me feel all of him. I trembled and cried out his name begging him not to stop as I came gloriously around his hard length.

“Fuck!” he growled, erupting violently inside me. He pulled out of my clenching sex and reached for me, pulling me out of bed. He sealed his lips over mine, prodding with his tongue, demanding entrance. He hungrily licked inside my mouth, sliding his hands down my back gripping my ass. He moaned inside my mouth as he tasted and toyed with my tongue. He began kissing my neck and I sank into him. He turned me, grabbing my breasts, massaging, groping and pinching my nipples. It hurt but the pain was mixed with the sensuality of his kisses and the gentle sucking on my neck. He reached down between my thighs rubbing my clit as he bent me over the bed.

“Place your leg on the bed,” he said gruffly. I did as he instructed and he fell to his knees and began licking and sucking my pussy with avid ferocity. I shivered and moaned swiveling my cunt over his lips, coating his mouth with his seed and my essence. He placed his hands on my ass pulling me closer to his mouth as if he were famished, another orgasm building as his tongue moved back and forth over my sex. I moaned loudly relishing in the expertise with which he pleasured me. He lightly circled his tongue inside of me and within seconds ripples of ecstasy were flooding through me.

He stood and pushed his dick inside me. I screamed his name as he slammed his iron hard length into my soaking depths. He placed his hand on my back pressing me down so that my chest was level with the bed and then he fucked me…hard. He grunted as he pounded into me and I cried out with every plunge. He growled and cursed as his cock jerked inside me, prompting yet another orgasm, my core shattering as my sex clenched… milking him. .I climaxed, shuddering as the rapture whipped through me, depleting me.

Aiden slid his hands up my body until he was lying flat against my back. I could feel his heartbeat. It was rapid - as was his breathing, which matched mine.

A few quiet moments passed before Aiden pulled himself out of me and helped me into the bed. He must have sensed that I was too exhausted to move.

“I’m sorry for waking you,” he whispered.

“I don’t think you are Mr. Wyatt.”

He smiled and leaned in to kiss me lightly on the lips.

“You’re right, I’m not Miss Cason. And neither are you.”

He pulled me toward him, placing my head on his chest. Again, I was asleep in a matter of minutes.

*****

I wondered what time he had left and why I hadn’t heard him. I was surprised that waking up to find him gone upset me. This was a first for me so I didn't know what I expected but I didn't expect to feel this overwhelming sense of loneliness. Maybe this was normal, especially after the emotional and physical closeness we’d shared last night.

The sex was…well, it was beyond anything I had ever experienced with any other man. I stretched again and squirmed as I realized the soreness in places I didn't think possible. I needed to get out of bed and loosen my muscles. I sat up and felt a twinge of pain in my abdomen. I turned and flopped my feet over the side of the bed and stood. Oh my God. Everything hurt! I had a sudden urge to pee and started my way to the bathroom but had to slow my steps. I was sore...everywhere. I finally made it to the bathroom and reached the toilet. Sitting down was a task and peeing was an even larger one. What had he done to me? I rose from the toilet and walked over to the sink and my reflection nearly made me fall back.

There were marks on my shoulders from where he had grabbed me pulling me back toward his cock. It catapulted me to my third...maybe fourth orgasm. My breasts revealed evidence of his playground also. The memory of his grabbing, sucking and biting them sent a jolt of passion directly to the spot that was already sore as I was reminded by the flexing of that muscle. My thighs had minor marks too. Those had to have been from the pressure of them being tied to the chair at
Seducente
. I turned to look at my backside, I had bruises and hand prints on my ass. There were small marks toward the top of my back from his pulling me back to meet his hard thrusts. Miss Virginia was too depleted to do much more than wink at the salacious memory.

I took a hot bath attempting to soothe my aches. It did help but I knew I would be moving with carefully measured steps the remainder of the day. I slowly dressed for work, popped two aspirin and headed out to start my day.

The drive to work seemed different somehow. I typically kept my focus on driving and on what I hoped to accomplish at work. But this morning I was smiling…at everything. Maybe it was the sun shining brightly spilling over rays of happy energy. Or maybe it was the canvas of blue in the sky; it was a sea of ribbons this morning- all different shades of brilliant blue. I was also perplexed as to why the normal nerve-wracking flow of traffic with the honking horns, the abrupt starts and stops, the Bostonians walking illegally across the streets, even the jerk that cut me off at the intersection- didn’t faze my mood. Then it occurred to me, I was genuinely happy.  And it was because of him. And that scared the hell out of me.

I made my way to the parking garage and to the elevators which I shared with a few ladies from legal and accounting. They looked at me as if I were an alien as I made casual morning small talk with them. I couldn’t help but laugh when they exited the elevators as I thought about what they were thinking. I was sure that I would be the topic of conversation over the break room table.

Exiting the elevators, I saw Raina working busily at her desk. I reached her desk before she saw me. “Good morning Raina.”

She looked up from the file on her desk with a smile already in place.

“Good morning Miss-”

“What is it Raina?”

“Umm, nothing. I…well you look unlike yourself.”

“How?” I asked, smiling.

“Well you’re smiling for one and your eyes…they seem different somehow.”

“I must normally be a real Debbie Downer then?”

“No, you’re just very focused on what you do and your personality never really seems to come out. You hide it.”

“It’s just the after-effects of a wonderful vacation,” I explained.

Raina what you are probably seeing is my overcompensating for the aches and pains I am dealing with. It wouldn’t be wise to let the staff know I’d been fucked into oblivion by my intern for several of the last twenty-four hours.

“Speaking of which, how was your vacation?” she asked.

“It was great.” Full of surprises, I thought to myself.

“It would seem so, good to have you back. Don’t forget you have a lunch meeting with the distributor from L.A.,” she said as I opened my office door.

I turned to the sound of laughter and saw Jennifer and Aiden talking near the elevators. I took note of the proximity of her body to his and jealousy, a very new feeling for me as of late, was immediate. I didn’t like the feeling; it was very unsettling. She flirtatiously placed her hand on his forearm as she laughed. He stepped back slightly, away from her touch. That small gesture made me feel much better. He looked gorgeous as usual, refreshed from the previous night’s indiscretions. You would never know he had been fucking all night. Did I look as refreshed as he, I wondered as I stepped toward my desk. I couldn’t possibly because I was dog-tired! Not just physically but emotionally as well. I had broken so many rules and opened myself to so many new things that I had not yet processed. Aiden was right to have demanded to be with me last night because I was sure I would have found a way to ease out of this arrangement. And quite frankly, I didn’t even know what the arrangement was. 

My phone rang, I answered it was April. She never called me on my office phone so of course I was instantly on guard. 

“Damn it Aria, why is it so difficult to get in contact with you lately?” she demanded.

“Well, hello to you too April.”

I looked up to see Aiden standing in my doorway. He looked as delicious in a suit as he did naked. He was always so appetizing. He closed the door behind him. I slowly shook my head from side to side signaling him to not do that, but of course; he didn’t take heed to it.

He walked over to my desk and stood staring at me.

“April, hold on for just a second okay?”

“Good morning Aiden,” I said

“Good morning Princess.”

Princess. That was twice now. Was that his new name for me?

“I really need some privacy to speak with April. I have a 10 o’clock meeting with you, Raina and Josh but until then I have a very busy morning and I don’t have time to play with you.”

“Play with me? Is that why you think I’m here?”

“Well you addressed me as
Princess
and correct me if I’m wrong but I don’t think that is a greeting from someone who came to my office for business,” I said.

“Touché”

“Let’s have lunch today,” he suggested.

“I can’t I have a lunch date.”

His face froze and the green dance of his eyes halted.

“Date? Male or female?”

“Does it matter?” I asked, agitated.

“Aria, don’t –”

“It’s a business lunch with one of our distributors Aiden.”

He visibly relaxed.

My phone beeped reminding me of April on hold.

“Finish your conversation with April and I’ll see you at the meeting.” He turned and walked out of my office.

“Sorry about that April, I’m sure you’re calling about the Dane situation. What’s going on?”

April went on to explain that Dane was in Venezuela for business, which I knew because he had mentioned it but he never mentioned a wife and I didn’t really care to know. When Dane returned home, his very suspicious wife checked his phone and saw a text that Dane sent to April asking about me. To sum it all up, Dane’s wife contacted April and said that she knew about everything and wanted to speak with me. She had filed for a divorce and wanted me to testify in the divorce proceedings.