Page 43 of Thorns of Deceit

He must have seen the panic on my face because he purred, “I promise you, I won’t fuck you. Not yet. But what I’m about to do will have you screaming in pleasure.”

It sounded like a good deal.

He slipped another finger into me, filling me to the point of painful pleasure. My inner muscles throbbed and my pussy ached, needing more. He continued pumping, swallowing my moans with filthy kisses, until my release shot through me like a lightning bolt. I came all over his hand, shudders rolling down my spine, my body quickly turning to mush.

Aiden steadied me, taking my chin between his fingers and locking our gazes.

“We’ve barely gotten started,” he growled. “Are you ready for the next round?”

I watched him through half-lidded eyes and murmured in a hoarse voice, “There’s more?”

He smiled. “So much more.”

He seemed pleased with my answering nod, his eyes lasering in on me.

“Now I’m going to eat your pussy.” Then he smiled smugly. “And you,mo cuishle,will breathe through it and moan my name.”

He placed me gently on the mattress, then slid to his knees. In one swift movement, he pulled my panties down my legs and tossed them aside. He threw one of my legs over his shoulder and drove his tongue into me.

“Holy shit,” I breathed, my eyes squeezing shut. He licked and sucked, rolling his tongue around my clit like it was a lollipop. “Oh my…Aiden!”

His rumbling chuckle vibrated to my core as my hips arched into his mouth of their own will. Then he started fucking me with his tongue.

I threaded my fingers through his hair and gripped it like both our sanities depended on it.

I had gotten lucky with this man, and no matter what being with him meant for my future, nothing would stop me from doing these dirty little things with him.

My head rolled against the pillow as Aiden’s mouth devoured me, every noise from his throat bringing me closer and closer to another orgasm. I clamped my thighs around his face, grinding against him like a wanton hussy. The sounds he made vibrated through me, making me think he might actually enjoy eating my pussy.

I—Oh God. I felt the pressure build from the tips of my toes to the hairs on my head. It was like an electric shock, sending waves through my body and shipping me to heaven.

He closed his lips over my swollen, sensitive clit and sucked it with force.

“Aiden!” I cried out, my entire body shaking violently. “Fuck… Aiden!”

My feet met the comforter, the coolness standing in stark contrast to my heated skin.

I watched him under my lashes, my breathing labored as he knelt over me.

“You have some sexy abs,” I murmured, my eyes roaming over his six-pack.

Then he pushed his boxers down his legs and my eyes widened, staring at the most magnificent piece of art.

My mouth watered at the sight of him. I had never seen a man naked in real life, but I was certain he was one of the most beautiful men that walked this earth.

I licked my lips.

“I want to lick every inch of your hard muscles,” I rasped, my eyes locked on his shaft.

“You will.” Shit, that turned me on. “But first, we’ll make this good for you.”

“Okay, then,” I breathed, anticipation buzzing underneath my skin. “But I meant what I said,” I murmured, bringing my lust-filled gaze up to his. “Every. Inch.”

His finger trailed over my breasts, twisting one nipple, then the other. My back arched into his touch, his musky, leathery scent overwhelming me.

“Move up the bed,” he ordered in a low, gravelly voice that made my voice stutter.

I scooted backward, watching him approach me like a predator ready to devour its prey.