by Lilly Wilde
“You didn’t let me finish.” I started to push him away but Virginia, the part of my body that typically took over when it came to this man, wouldn’t let me. “I’m going to skip over the parts about how insane his body is and go directly to the subject at hand.”
His brow arched. “Which is?” he asked, as he stepped between my thighs, and he was so close. Too close.
“His cock. It gets so unbelievably hard—in fact, it’s so hard that it hurts each time he shoves it into me. And then there’s his size.”
“What about it?”
“It’s massive.”
A charmingly crooked smile graced his lips. “Massive?”
“Yes, it’s pretty fucking amazing. He has this way of stroking my pussy, hitting that exact spot with every single stroke. When he’s inside me, he owns me.”
“That’s pretty compelling. But I can be better.” He leaned in, so close I could feel his breath against my cheek. “I can make that pussy feel things he never could.”
I swallowed hard. “Are you sure about that? He has the kind of dick that would make a straight man gay. So you’d better have a pretty impressive package in those jeans, baby.”
“Do you find me attractive?” he asked.
What? Who wouldn’t find him attractive? Attractive didn’t begin to describe the man standing before me. I knew he was leading up to something, but the part of my brain that malfunctioned when he did this type of thing had taken over, and the longer I played his game…well, let’s just say, it wouldn’t be good.
“Yes,” I answered in a small voice.
“And if I were to tell you I can give you the same skill as that guy but without the contempt? Would you take me up on the offer? Would you let me fuck you?”
His deep voice resonated, rippling over me and centering at my core. The liquor and his conversation were eliciting a violent mix of intoxication and hormones. Hell, I’d fuck you right here if you were to ask.
I managed to keep my voice casual, playing along with this very exciting game. “I don’t see why not. I’m quite horny right now, to be honest, and these drinks make it several times worse,” I replied taking another long sip.
He tossed back his drink and then took a sip of water. “Let’s go,” he said, grabbing my hand.
“Where?” I asked, sliding from the bar stool and adjusting my skirt.
“Somewhere with less visibility.”
We exited the bar, hand in hand. There was a chill in the air, but after the mixed drinks coupled with strong shots of Aiden Raine, I felt nothing but scorching heat. He looked around the parking lot—there were people approaching the building and a few couples standing near the entrance.
“Fuck.”
“What?” I asked.
He looked down. I followed his gaze and saw the inviting bulge in his pants. Virginia tightened with a jolt of longing—she was a very excited girl.
Aiden pulled me toward the darkness beside the bar. I struggled to keep up with his long strides, and my six-inch heels made it that much more difficult. We reached the corner of the building and then took a few steps toward the back of the bar. He glanced around and then looked up, I can only assume for video cameras.
He turned toward me and his mouth was suddenly on mine. I parted my lips, allowing him to have his way. He licked deeply into my mouth as his hands moved quickly down to my behind. I clutched his back as he groped my backside, pulling me closer to him. His fingers were grasping the fabric of my skirt, lifting it over my ass.
“No panties?” He pulled away and glared at me.
I was so hot for him. My heart was about to jump out of my chest. Why did it matter if I were wearing underwear? “No panties. What’s the big deal?” I asked, trying to catch my breath. It was as ragged as my heartbeat.
I could see a twinge of anger teetering around the edge of his eyes, so I explained.
“I was planning on visiting the guy I told you about, and panties would have only been in the way. That’s it. So don’t read anything else into it. Now…are you going to fuck me, or continue to overanalyze my underwear choices?”
I didn’t want to argue. I wanted to fuck. Virginia was aching with a burning need for something only he could furnish. She was fueled with desire for the magnificence of his skill, his touch…his girth. She wanted it plowing hard and deep into her hot flesh—and she wanted it now.
Aiden unzipped his pants and pulled out the most beautiful bar prize one could imagine. “Is this what you’re so anxious for?” he asked. I watched him stroke himself. “I think you referred to it as massive. How about you tell me how badly you want this massive dick inside that little pussy of yours.”
I grinned and then slid my tongue over my lip. “Mmmm. You make me so fucking hot.”
“Is your pussy wet?” He grabbed me and his hand was between my thighs, shoving two fingers inside me.
“Why are you doing this?” I asked.
“Doing what?”
“Fucking me. Making me crazy. Toying with me.”
“Why do you think?” he asked gruffly.
“Why are you torturing me? Parading those women in front of me? Being an asshole to me?”
I looked into his eyes, frantic for an explanation to this madness, but he wouldn’t give me that. Instead, he unleashed the full power of his smoldering gaze upon me as he fucked my pussy, deftly moving his fingers in and out of me and watching me come undone. I couldn’t look away, and I couldn’t make him stop. I was panting and confused—and needy.
“You make me feel like I’m out of control. It drives me crazy,” he muttered, his lips sliding down to my throat. “Those women mean nothing to me. You know that.”
“We need to stop doing this to each other,” I breathed.
He lifted his head and searched my face. “Do you want me to stop? I’ll stop, just tell me.” He swirled his fingers inside my sex and then quickened the pace of his jabs into me.
My breathing was harsh, and I was falling into that place where I forgot everything else when he touched me. My blood was on fire for him. “Fuck. Why are you doing this to me, Aiden?”
“I want to stop. I want to be angry with you, but I can’t—not anymore.”
“Shit, you’re going to make me come,” I panted.
“You’re so fucking wet. I love how wet your pussy gets.”
“It’s only for you. You know that, right?”
“Should I?” he asked. He leaned into my neck and sucked as he continued pushing his fingers into me.
“I want your cock. I need it.”
He turned us so that his back was to the wall and then he grabbed my waist. He lifted me and I wrapped my legs around him. “Put it in,” he said.
I reached down and grabbed his dick and placed it at the entrance of my sex. The head pushed through and then he was in…all the way in, with one strong thrust.
“Ahh.” I wrapped my arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss him. Our mouths were a hungry ravishing of tongues and lips. I was close but I wanted to be closer. I wanted him all over me.
He began rapidly thrusting into me, severing our kiss and leaving me gasping for air.
“I belong inside you. I’ll never get enough,” he grunted, and pushed me down on his cock.
“Ahh…that feels so good, Aiden, “I breathed. Moments later, I was lost. The intensity of my passion, the roughness of the thrusts, the concentrated eroticism coursing through my body…it had all taken over. It had completely consumed me.
“Shit,” he said. I’m going to come, Aria. I want you to swallow it.”
His request pulled at my climax and I let it go, ferociously erupting around him. “Yes, baby that’s it. Come for me,” he whispered. My mouth was on his neck and I bit into his skin as my core contracted—pushing the continuous, deep rhythm of my orgasm through me. The beginning pulses of his dick alerted me to his release—he was about to come. I disentangled myself from his clutches and hurriedly sank to my knees on the hard concrete, taki
ng his eager cock into my mouth. Somehow, I was still coming. I reached between my thighs and rubbed my pussy like mad as I devoured his delicious cock, sucking it with all I had, sucking it like my life depended on it.
“Someone is watching us,” he said. I looked up at him, and he was looking toward the front of the building. “Do you want me to stop?”
“I want you to come,” I replied.
He grabbed my head and plowed into my mouth. Within a few thrusts, he was coming. His magnificent vessel exploded, and the violent waves of thick semen slid down my throat.
“Oh, shit,” he grunted, as his grasp on my head tightened. I looked up at him. The heat in his eyes was still visible, even in the dim light. I suctioned my jaws, drawing the last bit of my pineapple flavored treat from his cock as he watched. Shit, his taste is as sinful as his dick. I could suck him off for an eternity and never tire of the taste. I kissed the plush head, and then he reached to help me to my feet. He looked toward the front of the building. I followed his gaze. Whoever was watching had left.
Aiden quickly reassembled himself with a devilish smile on his face.
“We’re bad,” I said.
“I know, but we’re so good at it,” he replied.
I pulled my skirt down and glanced into his lustful eyes.
“How about we get out of here and continue where there’s more privacy?” he asked.
“There’s more?” I asked.
“There’s always more,” Aiden said, as he stepped closer to me and grasped my chin, tilting it until my eyes met his. He leaned down to my mouth and inhaled. He slid his tongue across my lips and I opened, allowing him to taste of himself. I couldn’t help but wonder if he enjoyed it as much as I did.
He gifted me with one final, sweet kiss and then grabbed my hand. A gust of cold wind whipped past us as we hurried through the parking lot. I shivered, clutching the front of my blouse as I followed his lead, barely keeping up with his long strides.
As we neared his car, his steps slowed. “What’s wrong?” I asked.
He released my hand and turned to face me. “We should probably arrive at the house separately.”
“Why?”
“I’m not prepared to answer a lot of questions about us when we don’t really know what’s going on ourselves.”
“Okay.” My position at the Raine house was shaky at best; God knows I didn’t want to add another level to it. “That makes sense.”
“I’m glad you understand,” he replied, the relief in his eyes visible.
“What? Were you worried I would be upset?”
“Honestly, Aria, we’ve been so crazy lately I really don’t know what to expect from one moment to the next.”
“Well, I can tell you what I expect. I expect you to shove that massive dick of yours inside every opening of my body.”
“A woman after my own heart.” He slid his finger across my bottom lip. His touch was electric, sending a surge of arousal through me that made me ache for more.
“If you keep looking at me like that, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold out until we get to your bedroom.”
“Okay, well what if I do this?” he asked. He placed one hand over my eyes and his other hand found my breast. “Does this make you want me less?” He cupped my breast and slid his hand toward my nipple, lightly circling the tip.
Virginia was an insatiable greedy whore for this man. I ducked to the side, removing his hand from my eyes.
“Why don’t you slide your fingers inside my pussy and answer your own question?”
He forced me against the side of his car, pressing his mouth firmly against mine as his hands took a rushed tour of my body. He unbuttoned my skirt and slid his hand under the fabric, groaning when his fingers reached their destination. “Shit…you’re so wet. I can’t wait to be inside you again.”
I pushed him away and walked in the direction of the limo. “Hurry home,” I said, looking over my shoulder.
* * * * *
The driver stopped near the front door of the Raine mansion. I didn’t allow him the opportunity to open the door and quickly jumped out. I can open my own damned door. I wanted to get upstairs and get naked as quickly as possible. I slowed when I noticed the three dark cars parked at the apex of the drive. What is going on now?
I opened the front door and walked inside the house, taken aback by the number of security personnel in the room—they were everywhere. And what were Allen and Michelle Lane doing here?
Sienna raced toward me. As she came closer, I was shocked to see she had been crying.
“Aria. Thank heavens. Where’s Aiden?”
“I… he…” I stammered as I looked around the room, from her, to the Lanes, to Connor. Everyone was staring at me. What the hell is going on?
“I’m here.” Aiden had entered from a different side of the room and went directly to Sienna. “What’s wrong, Mother?”
“Aiden, we’re so sorry,” said Michelle.
Aiden looked at her. “Sorry for what?” he asked, clearly alarmed by the panicked look on her face.
Connor stepped toward Aiden. “Son, we have terrible news, but I want to assure you, I have called in the best possible team to take care of this.”
“Take care of what? What the hell is going on, Dad?” Aiden demanded.
“There’s no easy way to say this,” Connor replied.
“For fuck’s sake, just say it!” Aiden exclaimed.
Connor took an unsteady breath and met Aiden’s gaze. “It’s Nadia. She’s taken Lyric.”
Chapter Ten
“Taken him? What do you mean taken him? How the fuck did that happen? I left explicit instructions she wasn’t allowed near Lyric!” Aiden barked.
I couldn’t say anything. I looked around the room. I saw Aiden shouting instructions to the security team. I saw Sienna weeping as Michelle attempted to comfort her, and I saw Allison sitting in the corner, looking at me as tears trailed down her cheeks. I couldn’t move—I stood there, paralyzed with fear as my heart dropped.
All the sounds around me became a blur of white noise. It reversed and transformed, shaping itself inside me and then clawed its way back out, bouncing off the walls of the room in a shrill high tone. It was the sound of a woman in pain—the sound of a woman broken. It was me, and I screamed and screamed and screamed. Aiden rushed over and pulled me into his arms, embracing me, but I pushed him away. He reached for me again and my fists went to his chest, pounding on his hard frame in rapid succession.
“This is your fault. You did this!” I shrugged from his reach and stared at him.
The fear in his eyes mirrored my own. “Aria, we’ll find him. I promise.”
“How do you know?” I shouted at him. “You don’t know that, Aiden! You don’t know!” I turned toward the others. “How did this happen? Where was the damned security? Where were the nannies? Were you all just sitting here while that crazy bitch took my son?” Feeling faint, I grabbed the banister to steady myself. “Has anyone even called the police?” I asked.
“We were hoping to keep this quiet,” Connor said, stepping toward Aiden and me.
“Quiet? My son has been kidnapped and you want to keep it quiet? Are you out of your fucking mind?”
“I have the very best people possible looking for Nadia,” Connor said.
“Oh my God! You’re trying to protect your fucking company’s image? Is that more important than your own flesh and blood?” What a stupid question. He’d shown several times over that Raine Industries meant more to him than anything.
“Why didn’t you tell me that you hadn’t alerted the police, Dad?” Aiden asked as he reached for his phone.
“Son, this is going to bring about all sorts of unnecessary attention, and I was hoping to avoid that. Nadia will not hurt Lyric. It’s not like some random person came in and abducted him. She’s practically family.”
“Have you called her?” Aiden asked.
“Yes, but…she’s not picking up,” Connor replied b
leakly.
Aiden glared at his father like he was a fool and spoke into the phone. “Yes, I’d like to report a kidnapping.”
“How could you?” I asked Connor. “How could you treat this like some minor incident?”
“The police should be here shortly,” Aiden stated.
“Son—”
“We have nothing to say,” Aiden snapped, then turned to Sienna. “Mother, were you aware that Dad hadn’t called the police?”
Sienna looked up with a shame in her eyes that confirmed his suspicions.
“Fucking unbelievable!” he said.
“Aiden, everything I’ve ever done has been to preserve the legacy of this family. Now that you have a family of your own, I’m preserving that legacy for your son, too,” Connor said.
“After what you’ve done today, it’s not a legacy I want. The legacy I pass to my son won’t have any resemblance to the dysfunction of this family.”
“Aiden, just hear me out,” Connor pleaded.
“No. You hear me out, old man! If anything happens to my son because of your lack of judgment, I will personally dismantle that company of yours piece by piece, and there won’t be a damned thing you can do to stop it.”
“Son, you’re upset, but let’s not say things we don’t mean—things we can’t take back. You would never destroy something you’ve poured so much into.”
“If you truly believe that, you really don’t know me at all,” Aiden replied, his voice low and menacing.
“Aiden, wait…” Connor said.
“I don’t want to hear anything you have to say. We’re done.”
“We can’t be done, we’re family.”
“Family would have called the police! I’m done with this.” He spread his arms, gesturing everything around him. “With this family. With the company. With the insanity. I’m done. I’m out!”
“Aiden, you can’t mean that. This is your birthright. You can’t turn your back on that. I raised you to be at the helm of this company.”
“Raised me? Is that what you call it? You didn’t fucking raise me. The staff had that pleasure. You, on the other hand, were grooming me. That’s what you did—for all of us. You were simply grooming the next generation of Raine moguls. And what you did here tonight with Nadia, was nothing less than contemptible!”
