Page 8 of Forbidden Empire

He reached up and tugged the straps of my dress down my shoulders, exposing my body to his gaze.

"You're fucking beautiful." His eyes seemed to glitter with hunger as if he were a man possessed.

No one had ever looked at me with such intensity before. Aidon's palms settled on my hips, his touch electric and setting fire to every inch of my skin.

"I have to taste you. It's haunted me for too fucking long."

In an instant, he removed my underwear and delved between my legs without hesitation.

"Oh, God," I cried out, my back arching off the bed as I fisted his hair in my hands.

He devoured me, driving my need higher and higher. Everything inside me tightened, reaching that point I craved so desperately. Then he thrust two fingers into my pussy, curving them to hit the right spot inside me, and I shattered.

It was exhilarating and what I needed.

But it also made me realize that Aidon was the one man who could do this for me, and I hated how much control he had over me.

He pulled away from my body and stepped off the bed to shrug off his clothes. He was a Greek god with a body designed for both fighting and fucking a woman senseless.

He climbed over me and caged me with his large body. His touch was electric, setting fire to every nerve I possessed. His lips found mine again, deeper and hungrier, a battle and surrender all at once.

The room seemed to pulse with the intensity between us, every sense heightened. His taste was an intoxicating blend of whiskey and something darker, something uniquely Aidon.

"Please," I whimpered, lifting my hips in desperation to feel him inside me.

His response was a low growl that vibrated against my lips. "What do you want, Esme?"

"You already know," I breathed out.

"Make it crystal clear," he demanded against the shell of my ear.

His voice was rough and commanding, impossible to ignore, igniting a deeper desire within me.

I held his gaze, unflinching. "I want you to fuck me."

"Are you saying that's all we do?" He fisted my hair, a crease forming between his brows as he positioned himself at my sopping entrance.

I responded without thinking, "It's all I can say it is."

"I see." He slammed into me with a ferocity that took my breath away.

The heat between us surged, wild and unrelenting. There was no more talking, just the primal sounds of carnal lust filling the room. Aidon pounded into me with a brutal and unrelenting rhythm.

I raked my nails down his skin, desperate to leave my mark on him. Our actions were raw and emotional, and neither ofus would acknowledge them once it was over. But for now, we kissed, touched, and consumed each other.

My orgasm rushed over me like a volcanic explosion, my pussy clamping down on his pistoning cock, flooding him with my arousal.

This man could play my body like no one else.

It wasn't fair.

"One more time," he growled, and before I could even process what he had planned, his palm slid between us to circle my sensitive clit.

I lost myself in the sensations, knowing deep down that there was no future for us, no matter how much we both wanted it. But in this moment, as we came together again, calling out each other's names, nothing else mattered.

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