Page 79 of Clear Shot

I feel his thick erection at my slick entrance, but he doesn’t penetrate right away. Instead, he moves the head back and forth a few times, teasing me. Taunting. Making me whimper with frustration.

“Aiden…”

“I forget how much you like your husband’s cock filling that tight little pussy.” He pushes in a little but stops again, and a sigh escapes me. “Beg me for more,” he whispers.

“Please, Aiden…”

“What do you want?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“Yeah? Like this?” He pushes in a little further but then stops again.

“Oh, God.”

“Uh huh. Beg a little more, Hana. How much do you want my cock?”

“So much… more than anything…” My breath is choppy, my voice unfamiliar as I try to take him deeper.

“Not yet,” he rasps. “Say my name.”

“Aiden.”

“Fuck me, Aiden,” he corrects.

“Fuck me, Aiden! Please!”

He slams in, hard and fast and deep, and I jerk in surprise but I surge back to take him even deeper.

“That’s my girl…do you know how pretty it is to watch my cock disappearing inside you over and over? Someday we’ll take a video of you so you can watch too…”

My pussy floods with excitement at the thought of that and he notices because he picks up speed.

“You like that idea, huh? What else do you like, Hana? I want to know every damn thing that makes you tick.”

I want to answer but I’m incapable of thought, much less my voice, as he continues to pound away, punching into me again and again. And in this position, I’m helpless to do anything but lie there and take it.

One hand comes down on my ass, a jarring slap that both startles and pushes me further into a state of arousal. I didn’t know I could want a man this much or get this much pleasure from lovemaking. I’ve had good sex but never like this. Never like what Aiden does to me.

“You like when I spank you, Hana?” His voice is gruff but there’s a hint of seriousness, a question he expects me to answer—and I know he won’t do it again if I ask him not to.

“I love it,” I gasp. “More. Please.”

His hand comes down on the other side, and he alternates, back and forth until the pain and pleasure combine for something other worldly. My orgasm rockets out of me, my scream more primal than any sound I’ve ever made.

“Fuck!” Aiden jerks inside me and I feel his warmth spill into me. “God damn, Hana—yes!”

He pulses a few more times, sweaty bodies shivering from ongoing aftershocks, and then finally collapses against my back.

We’re both breathing hard but his touch is gentle now, and he presses soft kisses along my spine. My shoulder blades. The back of my neck.

My skin hums from his touch, reveling in the contrast between the intensity of his lovemaking and the sweetness of his caresses in the aftermath.

“Perfect,” he murmurs. “Perfect and mine.”

Chapter 28

Aiden