by Exley Avis
Once upon a time he’d worshipped her pussy night after night, bringing her to climax with a few strokes of his tongue after hours of foreplay. How had she lived without him? Without this?
As the first ripples of orgasm washed over her, Erika forced herself up harder against Aiden’s tongue, demanding that he make her come and allowing the waves of pleasure to build, sensation upon sensation.
Aiden knew her body’s responses better than his own and lifted his lips from her pussy, causing her to cry out in frustration. Laughing, he moved up above her and shifted her into the middle of the bed. The tip of his cock pressed enticingly against her pussy, poised to enter but teasing her for a few seconds longer.
“Are you sure you really want to do this,” he said, smiling against her cheek. “I can stop any time you like.”
Erika doubted it. He’d never been a man to give up on anything half way through. She shrugged her wrists free and slapped his backside hard, making him thrust towards her in surprise.
“Don’t you dare stop,” she warned and wrapped her legs around his back. “Fuck me now before I explode.”
Not giving him time to argue, she pulled him inside her, tilting her hips to take him all at once. A gasp came on his first thrust, her breath driven out by him burying his cock up to the hilt and grinding himself against her.
Two bodies created to move together in unison. Two halves of one pleasure. A world of sex and kisses and touches wrapped up between them.
Erika arched her back as Aiden began pushing into her, bearing her down onto the bed and holding her captive beneath his rising desire. With each movement he filled her more. stretching her pussy and taking control of her responses.
“You’re so soft. So hot,” he breathed. “I love your pussy. I want to fuck you for ever.”
She tangled her fingers in his hair and dragged his lips down onto hers. His tongue penetrated her as provocatively as his cock, absorbing her into him and possessing her body and soul.
Aiden skilfully drew back and forth across her clit with each long stroke. From the smooth tip, through a rush of hard, thick shaft, until the hairy base of his cock crushed down onto the proud bud of her clit.
Erika tightened her legs around him and picked up his rhythm, desperate for each thrust that took her closer to coming.
“Harder,” she sighed, digging her fingers into his rising and falling backside and forcing the pace. “Faster. Fuck me deeper.”
Aiden lost control and rammed himself into Erika. She plunged over the edge into orgasm and bit down on his shoulder. He was hot, sweaty, sexy and raw. A huge, horny man giving her the best sex of her life and she never wanted it to end.
They came together within the same heartbeat and fell down into the abyss of deep, dark pleasures. Floating, flying, carried away on a torrent of desire that made every atom pulsate.
“I’m coming,” she groaned, feeling Aiden’s arms tighten around her. “You’re making me come. Don’t stop. Fuck me and don’t stop.”
But he had no intention of stopping. The last, powerful plunges emptied his balls into her as he spasmed and called her name over and over.
The whole world concentrated at the point their bodies joined; neither of them aware of anything other than their own, frenzied ecstasy. Their breathing halted, their minds blanked and every nerve resounded with a fulfilment that took them beyond any level of pleasure either of them had ever known.
In the next instant the world rushed back in on them, making them aware of laboured breathing, the heat of skin on skin and the splinters of desire still coursing through their veins.
“Oh my God, I love you,” Aiden whispered against Erika’s neck, so spent he hardly had the breath to say the words. “You are so beautiful. I’ve missed you so much.”
A dam-burst of emotion welled up inside Erika as the armour around her heart shattered. Five years of loneliness, uncertainty and loss swamped her, to be driven out immediately by relief, joy and the desire never to leave Aiden’s arms again. Her blood ran hot, her heart exploded and the tears she had held back for so long finally came.
Pulling Aiden down heavily onto her, she sobbed against his shoulder, kissing where her tears drenched his skin, unable to get enough of him and terrified to loosen her hold.
“Don’t leave me again, Aiden,” she begged, over and over. “Promise me you’ll stay.”
“I’m not going anywhere.” He shushed and reassured her. “Nothing on earth can ever separate us now.”
Aiden’s arms tightened as he rolled onto his side and wrapped his legs around her, absorbing her into his body and holding her safe against her fears. His broad fingers smoothed her hair back from her face before he kissed her with such exquisite tenderness, the tears came afresh to Erika’s eyes.
But this time they were tears of happiness, relief and belonging.
For the first time in five years, Erika felt complete. She didn’t need a love song to tell her that Aiden filled the empty places in her heart and that, without him, the world lost its music.
“Can you ever forgive me for breaking your heart?” he asked but, this time, it was Erika’s turn to take control and stop the words with a kiss.
“Don’t talk about the past. It’s gone.” She put her fingers across his lips. “It’s made us who we are now but it has no part in our future.”
“Forgive and forget?”
“I’d like to try.” Erika pulled away and smiled wickedly through her tears, one hand working its way determinedly down his body. His cock was still wet and sticky from sex. “But it might help if you keep kissing me and using this very sexy body in lots of indecent ways.”
Taking her at her word, Aiden flipped a giggling Erika back under him and tickled her, before kissing her as if his very life and future happiness depended upon it.
Erika and Aiden made love for the rest of the night, dozing only occasionally, but never leaving each other’s arms.
Eventually, Aiden carried a breathless, laughing Erika into the shower where he soaped her all over, loving the way his hands slid over her breasts and sex; darting inside her and teasing her.
Erika closed her eyes and asked herself how Aiden remembered where she loved to be touched, but gasping when he discovered a new way of pleasing her.
Even though they’d just made love, he grew hard again when Erika took the soap from him and washed his cock slowly. He watched her hands sliding up and down, getting more turned on by the second, his legs buckling slightly when she eventually sank to her knees and took him into her mouth.
His rough moans of pleasure came from a deep, lustful place within him and he knotted his fingers in her hair while thrusting gently against her tongue.
When he threatened to come, Erika stood up quickly, braced herself against the wall and took him into her from behind. His arms came around her to play with her breasts and rub her sex as he watched himself moving in and out with faster and faster strokes.
He came hard and long, grinding his hips against her at his release.
Erika’s orgasm snatched her breath away and raised goosebumps all over her wet body. Aiden kissed the back of her neck and all the way down her spine, circling his tongue around the join of her buttocks and nibbling the soft flesh on the back of her thighs.
He grabbed a warm towel, wrapped her in it and set about drying her off, caressing and exciting her with the soft fabric. His lips followed the towel over every square inch of skin, kissing and nibbling as they went. When his tongue found a particularly sensitive spot, he returned to it again and again, setting Erika’s nerve endings alight and liquefying her bones.
Eventually, he sat her down on the edge of the bath and parted her legs to look at her shaved pussy, by which time he had her pleading with him to satisfy her all over. He knelt down, his body still glistening from the shower, and smiled hungrily up at her, so obviously loving his complete command over her body.
“Five years ago, you didn’t shave your pussy,” he reminded her,
kissing the inside of each thigh. “And I couldn’t get enough of you. I loved to bury my face between your legs and taste you. But now…”
“You don’t like it?” Erika panicked and tensed.
As an answer, Aiden drew his tongue slowly up along the folds of her sex, already hot and swollen with desire. “The sight of you so open, wet and sweet makes me more horny than I ever imagined. I’ve always thought your body was perfect but this…”
He plunged his face down and tasted her, using his fingers to spread her wider so his tongue could explore.
“I don’t know how I controlled myself that first morning,” he said, nipping at her clit with his lips while Erika gripped his head and surrendered to the excitement building in her loins. “I wanted to lay you down and find out if you tasted as good as you looked. But I didn’t want to scare you away.”
Two of his fingers moved inside Erika and flicked against her G-spot, stripping away the words until all she heard were her own lustful demands and cries for Aiden to make her come.
With no thought for his own pleasure he complied, using his fingers and tongue to excite her so much her entire body needed to be kissed all at once. His bristled face rubbed against the soft skin of her thighs, heightening her excitement and she squirmed, unable to remain still. The stubble around his lips and chin rasped her shaved pussy sore and it tingled sensuously, increasing its sensitivity tenfold until she didn’t know where to tell Aiden to touch next.
Just when she thought she might pass out with pleasure, she came against his tongue, demanding that he suck harder on her clit and fill her with his fingers. Even when the spasms died away, Aiden continued to caress her until her breathing returned to normal and her heartbeat slowed.
“You’re a very, very naughty boy,” she said, placing her hands on each cheekbone and making him look up at her. “But you can stop now.”
A satisfied smile played across his face. “I don’t think I ever want to stop. I’ve been fantasising about doing this since you had your wicked way with me. And I deserve unrestricted access to make up for being called a tart.”
Erika laughed. “It’s two o’clock in the morning. Don’t you think we should go to bed?”
“Bed, yes. Sleep, no.” His slow, sexy smile implied that there were far more pleasures still to be explored. “I want you on top of me, under me, in front and behind. I need to remember how every inch of your skin tastes, and then make you forget everything except my power to make you come so hard your heart stops. I’ve spent the last four days imagining how it would be to fuck you a hundred different ways. We’re hardly warmed up.”
So saying, Aiden stood up and held out his hand before leading a very willing, naked Erika back to bed for the long, loving night ahead.
Chapter Seven
Erika’s heart plummeted and her eyes brimmed with tears.
“My car’s here,” she said, barely able to form the words. “I have to go. I wish…”
“Shh. I know. I wish too.”
Aiden pulled her into his arms for the final time, tucking her head in under his chin and rubbing his hands up and down her back to comfort her. Her tears soaked into his sweater, the one he’d worn that first day they’d climbed to the top of the hill and they could have been the last people on earth.
Now he’d become the one who mattered to Erika the most in all the world.
Four short days and yet so much had happened to turn her life upside down, leaving her confused and unable to focus on anything other than the pain of leaving Aiden behind.
From the moment they’d walked upstairs from the wedding reception, they’d been naked in bed; kissing, touching, talking, laughing and contemplating an uncertain future.
Whispers across the pillow had filled in the missing details of the last five years and explored every conflicting emotion. They’d even dared to make plans for the time after the court battle with Marty.
In all these hours, Erika had committed her body eagerly to Aiden, unable to quench her burning desire for him, but some part of her newly-opened heart still held back from relinquishing itself completely to loving him.
They’d made love slowly, and the affectionate words had spilled out of Aiden so easily, but Erika hadn’t been able to reciprocate. Guilt had cut through her when she’d seen how deeply her hesitation hurt him.
“I need more time,” she’d said as dawn broke on Sunday morning. “It’s only been four days since you walked back into my life. I’m still in shock.” She’d stroked her hand down the side of his face. She’d never seen a more handsome man and asked herself what she hoped to gain by not plunging in head first. “We joked about it being sex and memories but how do I know it’s not that instead of real love?”
“You know it’s more than that. You feel it the way I do.”
“But we’ve been here before. We’ve made all those promises. And we’ve broken them.”
“I broke them, not you,” Aiden had said urgently, grasping her wrist and pressing her fingers to his lips. “But it’s different now. More honest. And this time, there’ll be no going back.”
“That’s what scares me. I’ve got to be sure.” Erika had rolled over on top of Aiden and pinned him against the pillows, kissing the adorable birthmark on his shoulder and the sensitive skin in the warm hollows of his neck. “I won’t make promises I can’t keep.”
He’d laughed softly. “Your body’s already is. The way you touch me. The urgency in your kiss. Your ability to make me feel complete. None of that’s physical. It’s straight from your heart.” As if to prove it, he’d kissed her with such tenderness he’d taken possession of her soul. “I’ve tried to escape the memory of you with so many other women, but no one has ever crept under my skin like you do. You make me vulnerable.”
“Which is exactly why I won’t say the words as if they’re meaningless. Loving you isn’t a throwaway emotion. I can’t do it half-heartedly. It might sound stupid but, until I’m sure this hole in my heart has mended, I daren’t fill it up with love again.”
At this, Aiden had sighed and pulled the duvet closer around them. “I’ll kiss it better,” he’d promised, quoting her lyrics. “I’ll make you brand new.” Each word had ended with a kiss. “I’ll take a dozen lifetimes to mend the gaping hole in your heart.”
For a moment, Erika had wavered; carried along on a tide of emotion and lust, but a sixth sense had held her back and the words had remained unsaid.
Now, standing in Aiden’s arms, only minutes before she left for London, Erika felt the hole in her heart opening wider and her courage draining out of it.
Sensing her pain, Aiden kissed Erika deeply, his hands in her hair, his body still yearning for hers. Desperate not to let him go, Erika memorised every second of the kiss – his newly-shaven face, the sweep of his eyelashes against his cheek, the taste of coffee on his tongue – and held every detail close.
“I love you, Erika,” he breathed, his lips barely leaving hers. “Whatever happens, don’t forget that.”
“I can’t…”
“I know.” He pulled away and held her face between his hands, brushing away her tears and smiling tenderly down at her. “But I’ll be waiting for you whenever you’re ready.”
With an act of will, he moved away, his face pale and his tiger’s eyes troubled when he made the break from her. He pulled aside the curtains and looked outside, his expression changing instantaneously to one of anger.
“Marty’s sent a security guard with the driver.” His body tensed as if he were reliving the scene in the car park where he’d put his hands around Marty’s throat. “That bastard treats you like a prisoner.”
Erika experienced a moment of clarity and suddenly saw exactly what she had to do. “I won’t go back,” she said, panicking now the moment of parting had arrived. “We can run away and hide. Marty need never find us.”
Aiden looked tempted but daren’t consider it for more than a moment. “I’d give anything not to send you back but, if we run,
you’ll never be free of Marty. I need you to keep strong for a few more weeks while the lawyers put the case together. We mustn’t let him know we’re on to him.”
“But I don’t care about the money.” At the thought of leaving Aiden, everything else seemed insignificant.
“Neither do I. If this case leaves you barefoot and bankrupt, I have more than enough to give you the best of everything.”
“Then take me away from here now. Let’s get in your car and just drive.”
“We can’t.” He longed to put his arms around her but didn’t in case it became impossible to separate himself from her again. “You need to reclaim your music. It’s who you are. And if you lost it, you’d lose a large part of yourself. I can’t let that happen.”
He was right but it didn’t make it any easier to leave, or make Erika dread facing Marty any less.
“We’ll say our goodbyes here.” Aiden hated the shape of the words on his lips. “I don’t want the bodyguard reporting back. Marty mustn’t know we’ve been together.”
Every last moment with Aiden was precious and Erika felt cheated that he couldn’t now walk her down to the car. She stepped forward but didn’t dare touch him, knowing that letting him go would break her heart.
“I don’t know how I’ll get through tonight without you,” she said.
He grinned and looked strangely bashful. “I must admit, the bed will feel very cold without you. But I suspect we could both use the sleep.”
Erika smiled tearfully at his bravado but the lump in her throat prevented her from answering.
“Call me as soon as you reach London.” Aiden helped her on with her coat and wrapped her scarf around her neck, his fingers brushing her cheek and lingering. “If you need me, just pick up the phone. Any time, day or night.”
“I will.” She placed her hand on his chest, right above his heart. It beat with a slow, melancholy rhythm that her pulse duplicated. “Look after yourself, Aiden Thirstan. You’re very precious to me.”
