Page 109 of Forbidden Empire

It was like we were made for this: to move as one, to lose ourselves in the same desperate need, to find relief tangled up in each other.

Aidon’s cock was huge. There was no other way to put it. Every inch of him stretched me so wide I thought I might break, and the harder he fucked me, the wetter I got.

It was filthy, the way I drenched his length, but I didn’t care. I wanted more of it. I needed more.

A moan escaped me, raw and loud, but he swallowed the sound with his mouth, kissing me. His tongue pushed deep, searching for mine, tangling and tasting while his cock drove in even farther, almost too much, but I craved every second.

He held me so tight I couldn’t tell where my body ended and his began. His hands were everywhere, claiming, greedy. I let go, letting the pleasure take over as he fucked me slow and deep, again and again, each thrust winding me tighter until I thought I’d come apart.

My hands dropped to his ass as he fucked me, and I couldn’t get enough of the way his muscles flexed beneath my palms, dragging him in even deeper.

He groaned, and the sound was almost a growl, sending a shiver through me. His cock thickened as he slowed down. He pulled away from my mouth and, when I opened my eyes, he was staring down at me.

With the lights from the Strip flickering across his face, he almost looked unreal.

I grinned up at him, and he shifted his hips, the head of his cock hitting my G-spot so perfectly I lost my breath for a second.

My eyes shot open at that, and a slow, smug smile spread across his face. He did it again, and I gasped, spreading my thighs wider, giving him all the access he wanted.

“I love to see you feel good, Esme,” his eyes flashed.

“You make me feel amazing, Aidon. Please don’t stop,” I whispered.

“Never,” He groaned. His cock slid out of me, slow and deliberate. I watched him, watched the way his gaze never left my face.

Then he pressed his cock against my ass, waiting.

“Aidon,” I hissed, every muscle tight.

He leaned in. “Let me give you the same pleasure you gave me.” His eyes searched mine, questioning. My mouth fell open. A shock of raw, greedy want burned through my body.

I nodded, bracing myself for the pain and the pleasure.

It always went together. He caught my reaction, and his eyes lit up, like he was beyond thrilled to see me ready.

Then he pushed forward, just a little, and the tip of his cock slipped past that tight ring. I sucked in a breath, and he stopped, waiting for my signal, like he was determined to prove he could be patient.

The sting hurt, but then it faded, and I nodded again, opening my thighs wider. I even lifted my hips, wanting him inside me with such desperation.

He moved like he was afraid he’d break something.

Inch by inch, he kept going until I was squirming under him, filled up by his cock, all of me stretched around him.

It was intense. The way he filled me was almost too much, but not enough to make me want him to stop. If anything, the pressure made everything feel better, especially the pulsing in my clit.

I reached down and circled it with my fingers, like that’d help me handle how big he was. It did. Not that he got any smaller.

I sucked in a breath, so damn relieved he was taking it slow.

The way he moved gave me time to adjust to his size, and I was grateful for that. His eyes were locked on me, flicking from my fingers working my clit up to my face, then back down again.

“You’re the sexiest woman I’ve ever seen, Esme. Are you going to come on the end of my cock, baby? I love watching you work your clit like that. Fuck, keep going, baby. I love watching you come. You’re going to make me explode inside you just from looking at you.”

“Aidon, my god,” I gasped, my eyes going wide as he thrust faster.

The sensations rolling through me were wild and filthy and wicked. I clenched around him, and he let out a low moan.

His eyes darkened, crackling with pure, unfiltered lust. He fucked me deep and slow, and it was perfect, every stroke hitting just right.