by Olivia Devon
“Let’s go to the sofa,” said Aaron.
Aaron sat down, with Katie in his lap, and for a brief moment her legs were closed again.
Not for long.
Aaron grabbed her hair. Turning her face to his, he kissed her hard. She felt his fingers slide between her thighs as his tongue played with hers, felt his hands pushing her legs apart, gripping the backs of her knees and spreading her even wider than she’d been before. Two men took over, holding her legs as Aaron’s hands moved to her pussy. His fingers probed, separated her petals and pulled her open, the soft pressure a tease of what she craved, making her feel empty and needy.
“All your secret places, Beauty,” Aaron whispered as he nuzzled her ear. “Every gorgeous bit of you is making these guys hard, driving them crazy. Driving me crazy.”
Men gathered around them. Rough hands fondled her breasts, and the blond man was back, a gleam in his eye as he knelt between Katie’s legs and rubbed his cock against her thigh. Aaron’s fingers slid over her clit, rolling the tender bud as he pushed three fingers into her cunt and began fucking her with his hand. The sensation sent shockwaves through her.
“Shit!” She arched her back and gyrated against him, gasping as someone pinched her nipples and someone else pulled her hair. “Oh my god!” Katie reached up with one hand and cupped Aaron’s cheek, sliding her hand around the back of his neck to scrape her nails sharply through this hair.
Aaron groaned and grazed his teeth along the length of her neck, thrusting his fingers into her pussy as his thumb continued to circle her clit. Katie held onto his neck and watched as he worked her, her gaze flitting to the group of men that watched too. Most of them were masturbating, fucking into their hands, gazes glued to her sex, watching, red-faced, as Aaron’s hand pumped in and out of her in hard noisy, juicy, thrusts.
It was too much. Too erotic. Too nasty…just…too much.
And absolutely not enough.
Chapter Sixteen
“Oh fuck me,” Katie stuttered, the words escaping unintentionally as she felt her pussy clenching around Aaron’s fingers.
“Excellent idea,” said the blond man. “But since none of us are allowed…” his gaze lifted to Aaron and Aaron grunted in response, snapping fingers at the men closest at hand.
In a flash, hard male hands were lifting Katie off of Aaron’s lap and Aaron was standing. He shrugged off his suit jacket, ripped off his tie, and bound her wrists, just like his avatars had in his Castle chamber.
Aaron removed his shirt, then picked her up like she was nothing. Holding her tightly, he walked a few feet to an upholstered ottoman and sat Katie down on top. The men followed and circled round, filing in close as Aaron leaned down and kissed her deeply, letting his fingertips linger over her cheek for a moment before he straightened, unzipped his fly, and took his thick cock in hand as his pants fell to the floor.
“Condom,” he said to no one, snapping his fingers again. A condom flew through the air, and Aaron caught it, ripped the packet open with his teeth, and slid it on his cock without ever breaking eye contact with Katie.
He stalked over her, lifting his gaze just once to give an unspoken command. Someone came behind her, lifted her bound hands over her head and dragged her down flat across the ottoman. Men filled in the empty spaces around them, snaking eager hands over her body as Aaron pushed her knees up to her waist and slid his cock between her folds.
“So fucking beautiful,” he said, staring at her sex. He caressed up her body, letting his hands glide over her curves as he notched the head of his cock at her core. He nudged forward, just a bit, and Katie gasped. Aaron smirked, his blue eyes flashing as she trembled under his scrutiny. He thrust forward again, deeper now, and Katie arched her back, her breasts pushing into anonymous hands as Aaron shoved deeper, harder, all the way to the hilt, and Katie bit her lip as she felt him swell inside her.
“F-uck,” she stuttered as Aaron set to work. He moved faster. Sliding his palms under her hips, he gripped her ass, fucking her furiously, his gaze flying from her eyes to her cunt, to watch where they were joined. His focus was singular, his attention never wavering to the men that watched them.
He only had eyes for Katie.
Her cheeks were flushed, and her skin was covered with a sheen of perspiration. The relentless assault on her breasts only added to the pleasure and Katie moaned as Aaron ordered men to lift her, to prop her torso up so that he could deepen his angle.
“Watch,” he growled. “See how fucking beautiful you are.” Aaron slipped a hand between their bodies, his thumb massaging her clit as strange hands controlled her body, held her steady, firmly, so that Aaron could use her the way he liked.
He teased. He tortured. He played.
Aaron fisted his hands in her hair and bruised her with a kiss, then he tipped her chin down so that she had to watch his slow agonizing assault on her pussy. He thrust deep, languid strokes that had her cunt seizing hungrily at his every retreat.
She heard the wet slap of naked flesh around her and knew what it was. Aaron released her head, and she lifted her gaze, gaping at the sight of the men, every one of them cock in hand, pumping furiously as they watched Aaron fuck her.
“All for you, sexy,” he said. “Every cock in this room is about to come just for you.”
Katie’s limbs went slack as a wave of pleasure roiled through her. Aaron caught her before she fell back, and more hands propped her up again.
Aaron lifted her from the ottoman, stood her up, and turned her around so that her back was to him, her breasts facing their audience. Tossing her joined hands over his neck like a backwards necklace, he whispered in her ear “Hold on,” then kicked her legs apart and plunged inside.
He held her tight, one hand on her tits as the other flew back to her pussy, massaging her clit furiously while he fucked her standing.
Aaron nodded at someone out of view and she saw the blond man move forward. The man grabbed one of her legs and held it so that her legs were open, so that all the men could watch as Aaron’s cock hammered into her unrelentingly.
“Come for me, Beauty,” Aaron said. “All these men want to see it. Everyone of them is imagining themselves in my place. Fucking you, stretching your tight little hole, filling you up, seeing that pretty cunt gush.”
Aaron’s nasty words sent a thrill through her body, multiplying the pleasure. Her eyelids felt heavy but she lifted them anyway, watched as the men watched her. Saw them pleasuring themselves as Aaron fucked her harder.
“I’m not going to come until I feel you clench around me.” Aaron breathed the words. “So come, and then I’ll give you what you want–”
She came with a cry, shaking in Aaron’s arms, remaining upright only because he held her. He fucked her through her orgasm, groaning each time her cunt spasmed around him, penetrating her swollen sex over and over until she thought she would die of pleasure, die from the feel of him inside her. Finally, he came, his body a muscled cage as he held her tightly. With one final thrust he spilled inside her and Katie collapsed in his arms.
Aaron brushed sweaty threads of hair back from her face, lay her gently on the sofa, kissed her lips reverently, and then covered her with his shirt.
“Thank you for coming,” she heard him say to the men. There were a few laughs and what sounded like jokes, but she couldn’t make out the words, so she closed her eyes and let herself bask in the afterglow.
She felt it when the room emptied, the change in the air, and the moment that Aaron joined her on the sofa.
“Hey,” he whispered, stroking a finger over her cheek. “How you feeling?”
She laughed lazily, stretched her limbs, and then opened her eyes. He was smiling at her, no mask now, just beautiful Aaron.
“I feel amazing.”
“You look amazing,” he said. “Very fuckable.”
“Is that an invitation for round two?’ she grinned.
Aaron pursed his lips and raised an eyebrow. “I’m gonna need a sna
ck, and about twenty minutes, and then yes. Most definitely.”
Katie sat bolt upright and slapped him on the arm.
“What the hell? I think one sex club adventure is enough for tonight–”
Aaron gathered her into his arms, pulled off her mask, and pressed kisses all over her face.
“No audience. Just you and me. I want you all to myself.” He nuzzled her ear and nipped at the lobe. “So, wanna go to my place?”
Membership certainly had its privileges. The playrooms at Lux each had an en suite, and the staff had stocked it with all the amenities members might need for pampering and aftercare. When Aaron opened the door he found robes for both him and Katie, as well as matching slippers, and a take away bag of snacks and treats from Lux’s kitchen. When they went back into the playroom to gather their discarded clothes, they found the staff had already retrieved them and left a note that said the items would be dry-cleaned and delivered to Aaron’s penthouse the next day.
So, dressed in fuzzy red robes and plush slippers, they took the private elevator up to Aaron’s penthouse, and sat on the bed in his sparsely furnished bedroom, with a bottle of Prosecco and a plate of cheese, charcuterie, and delicate fruit pastries.
“Sorry,” Aaron said, gesturing to the coffee mug that Katie raised to her lips. “I haven’t had a chance to buy fancy wine glasses yet. Not very classy.”
“Nonsense.” She turned the mug and read i’s front. “I’m sure The One Eyed Turtle in Tallahassee is a very classy place…wait…” She eyed him. “Is that a euphemism? Is it a strip club or something?”
Aaron laughed. “Nope,” he said. “Rest stop. Run by a guy with one eye called Turtle. I mean, maybe he strips on the side or something. I don’t know the man well.”
Katie smacked his arm and giggled and Aaron took that opportunity to capture her hand, bringing it to his lips for a kiss.
“Hey, so…you wanna talk? Unpack anything about what we just did down there?”
“Do you?” Katie said, raising an eyebrow.
“Yeah.” Aaron nodded, took the mug from her and set it down, then gathered both her hands in his. “Because I totally just had sex with this girl I really like, and I’m kind of freaking out about it.”
Katie raised the other eyebrow.
“In a good way,” he quickly clarified. “Definitely in a good way.” He smoothed his thumbs over the backs of her hands. “But I’m just wondering–”
“I’m freaking out too,” said Katie. “Also in a good way.”
Aaron sighed in relief and cupped her cheek with one hand, drawing her lips to hers for a soft kiss. When he broke away, Katie sighed.
“I mean if someone asked me last week what my ideal first hookup scenario would be with a new guy I’m interested in…” She blew out a breath and glanced at him. “I really doubt I would’ve come up with what we did tonight.”
“Right.” Aaron nodded.
“Part of me thinks I should feel embarrassed or even ashamed or something,” she said.
“But I don’t,” said Katie and Aaron snapped his gaze up to hers.
“No?”
“No.” She smiled and squeezed his hand. “I really don’t. I feel amazing. God I just…” she shook her head and rolled her eyes. “I feel so stupid, though.”
Aaron frowned. “What do you mean?”
Katie’s eyes glistened and began to well and Aaron realized with horror that she was going to cry.
“Hey, hey, hey,” he said, gathering her into his arms. “I thought–”
“No, it’s happy tears,” she said quickly. “I swear. Well and maybe a little bit of regret.”
Oh shit. “Regret?”
“Not regret for being with you, not regret for tonight.” She stroked his cheek. “Regret that I let my accident, and the loss of my company bruise my self-esteem. So much. I really didn’t realize it, or didn’t want to admit it.” She laughed, and the sound was bitter. “I haven’t really, well I haven’t really been with very many people since the accident.”
“Oh.”
“Like, any really.”
“Oh.”
“Yeah.”
“So…um…” Aaron spoke cautiously, cuddled her closer and pushed her hair back over her shoulder. “Then tonight?”
“Was the first time I’ve had sex in about two years. Yeah.”
“Wow, you really know how break a streak.”
Katie laughed and then choked, wiping tears from her eyes, she smiled up at Aaron. “I’m doing a terrible job explaining this,” she said. “Here’s the thing. I let my asshole ex completely derail me career wise. And…” she pushed down one side of her robe, exposing the shoulder with the scar. “And, I let the accident, this scar – completely derail me as a woman.”
Aaron brushed his fingertips over the scar, then leaned down and followed the same path with his lips.
“You seemed anything but derailed tonight,” he said, ghosting his lips up her neck.
“No,” she smiled. “I was fine. More than fine. I felt incredible. Tonight, all that other stuff, those fears and hang-ups – they just slipped away. The other men. You. I felt wanted. Beautiful. Like–”
“A fantasy,” he said. “You were my fantasy, Katie.” He kissed the corner of her mouth, and she shivered, then moved over him so that she was straddled on his lap. Aaron slipped his hands inside her robe and let them roam, seeking heat and soft and naked. His lips crashed over hers, his tongue dove in to taste her and Katie moaned into his mouth, yielding to him, opening completely so that he could feast on her.
“Why?” she asked, when they broke for air. “Why is just kissing you so good? It’s almost as good as sex.”
He pressed her cheek to his and panted as he nodded.
“I think it’s because our first physical contact was in the S-suits, and we literally couldn’t kiss, and so now–”
She turned her head into his and cut him off with another kiss, dragging his lower lip between her teeth for a nibble.
“So now,” she said, echoing his words. “It feels forbidden.”
Aaron freed his lip from her teeth and used his own to scrape down the length of her neck.
“It feels dirty,” he said.
Katie moaned and arched her back, and he took advantage of her position to push the robe down to her waist, baring her breasts to his eyes.
“God, you’re the most delicious handful,” he said. Palming her breasts, he sought the dark pink tips and pulled them, rolling them hard between his fingertips until she was writhing in his lap. “I just want devour every last inch of you…I want to–”
He stopped talking when he caught the look in her eyes. Wicked and hungry.
“Yes,” she said, her eyes gleaming. “We’ve had our snack, and it’s been about twenty minutes.”
“You’re right.” Aaron narrowed his eyes, and then widened them again when he felt Katie’s fingers slip beneath his robe and fist around his cock. He inhaled sharply and pulled her into his hips so hard she squealed and laughed and then melted when he took her mouth again.
“Oh, Beauty,” he spoke against her lips, and slipped his hand lower over her ass until his fingertips found her core. She was so wet, and so sensitive, she trembled as he stroked her. “Fuck Katie,” he breathed the words. “Let me have you again?”
She nodded and ground her hips against his fingers.
“No audience this time. Nobody else to get in the way. Nothing but you and me–”
“Aaron,” she said. “I’m on the pill. And I really haven’t been with anyone in two years. And my last physical was totally clear.”
She didn’t have to say anything more.
“Also clear,” he said. “Had a physical two months ago. And I haven’t been with anyone else.”
Katie’s eyebrows shot up.
“I’m a workaholic,” he said with a grimace. “The HL2 launch has been a lot of work and–”
She laid a firm finger over his lips. “I believe you. And
while I love it when you talk geeky, if you keep it up right now, it’s gonna kill the mood.”
“Shit.” He shook his head and talked around her finger. “Wouldn’t want that.”
Aaron grinned and delved his fingers back into her folds, teasing her lips apart, circling her entrance, but taking care to go no deeper. He teased her until her hips were mirroring his movements, gyrating in time with the path he traced.
“Totally naked,” he whispered in her ear. “Just you and me. No S-suit to keep me from kissing you.” He claimed her lips and kissed her till she was breathless. “No condom to keep me from feeling you.” She pressed her head into the crook of his neck and whimpered, pushing back against his hand shamelessly. “Just my flesh and your flesh.” He cupped her breast, found one nipple and pinched it. “My bare cock inside that tight, hot pussy.”
“Fuck,” she whispered the words against his skin.
“That’s right. Fucking you. Filling you. Spilling inside you.” He pinched her nipple harder, slipped one finger inside her hole and Katie cried out.
“I want come inside you–”
Katie lifted her head, mashed her lips to his, and then yawned.
Hugely.
Her back arched and her eyelids fluttered as her mouth gaped open. When she was finished, she slapped her hands over her mouth and stared at him in horror.
“Oh my god,” she said, her cheeks glowing pink. “I’m so sorry.”
Aaron pressed a kissed to her forehead while Katie continued apologizing. He shook his head, trying to contain the amusement that was threatening to burst from his chest, but it was no use. Katie kept stuttering, and Aaron laughed, pulling her back on the bed with him so that they lay next to each other, face to face.
“Sleep now,” he said, tapping her on the nose.
“But I’m not sleepy…” she yawned again, rolled her eyes and groaned in frustration. “I can’t believe this is happening!”
“Sleep,” said Aaron, pulling her in for a cuddle.
“But we were going to have the sex again,” said Katie with another yawn. “And I really like doing that.”
