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“Fuck,” he groans, shifting his hips as he grinds into me, my body trembling with every thrust.

I moan out, “I have to come.” I really can’t control it any longer. I can’t fight against my body’s reaction to him. From the minute he touched me, I was undone.

He whispers against my mouth, “Not until I say so, baby.” He is thrusting into me with a merciless rhythm.

“Aiden,” I gasp. My head is spinning. What he wants is impossible. I can’t hold on.

I can’t.

I try to hold on for a few more thrusts, but my body has other thoughts. I tremble and let out a silent moan against his mouth. My back arches and I swear—this is the hardest I’ve ever come in my life.

Too quick for me to realize what’s happening, I’m flipped onto my stomach and my hips are pulled up. I gasp when I feel a sting in one ass cheek, and then another. I let out a groan of pain and pleasure. I fall forward into the bed from being too weak to hold myself up. He spanks my ass four more times. Every slap makes me quiver.

He rubs my spanked cheeks and growls, “Why don’t you ever do as you’re told?”

Too out of it to even speak, I let out a soft, pleading moan. I feel him pressed against me from behind, his tip rubbing against my slit. His hand goes around my throat, and he pulls me up until I’m on my hands and knees.

He leans over me; his lips drag up my throat to my ear. He whispers, his voice a raspy growl, “You shouldn’t have done that, baby.”

I squirm, eager for whatever punishment he’s ready to give me. My reply is shaky, but I want to goad him. My voice still bears a hint of attitude. “I told you I couldn’t—"

He slams into me, and I cry out. He starts to feverishly thrust into me, still holding my throat.

“Don’t stop… oh my… please,” I beg. Over and over again. His hand at my throat tightens causing my vision to get blurry as I revel in the pleasure of him, doing my best to stave off the build towards another release.

It’s too much for me. I can’t. With every thrust, I can feel him pressing against my already sore ass. I didn’t think I would come again, not this quickly, but it’s building up. Fast. If he tells me to hold on again, I might die.

Aiden’s breath fans across my neck. His breaths are heavy. “This time baby, you come with me,” he orders into my ear. A shiver shoots through my body at his words.

“Yes,” I breathe, he could ask me to do anything at this point and I would agree. I’m too focused on trying not to black out from the pleasure. His hand wrapped around my throat loosens, leaving me gasping for air.

“Who’s fucking you, baby?” he growls.

“You,” I cry out as he thrusts into me with a merciless rhythm.

“Who?” he demands.

“Aiden,” I moan.

“And who’s about to make you come?” he demands again.

“Aiden,” I cry out again. My voice trembles, completely at his mercy. He wants me to say his name? I will say it. I will scream it. Just don’t stop.

“That’s right.” He slaps my ass hard, causing me to gasp from the sharp pain. With a strangled growl, he commands, “Now.”

Aiden fully buries himself in me and lets out a groan with his release, emptying himself inside of me. Hearing his release, feeling it inside of me, I let out a cry as I let go too, gripping the sheets tightly. I fall forward, flat onto the bed. Aiden falls forward with me but catches himself before he crushes me. The only noise is the sound of us trying to catch our breath.

After a minute, Aiden moves off me and walks in the direction of the bathroom. When he comes back out, he drags his hand gently up my leg, massaging me as he goes. “Turn on your back and spread your legs for me.” Oh god, I can’t go again. I will pass out.

Seeing I’m not moving, he says, “Joy, baby.” With a groan I turn over and open my legs for him. Oh, thank goodness. He just has a washcloth. He gently wipes me, kissing my thighs as he does it. When he’s done, he tosses it in my laundry basket and climbs into bed next to me. I move to get up and he grabs my hand.

“Where are you going?” he gently demands.

“I need my head scarf. It’s in the bathroom,” I tiredly mumble, closing my eyes.

He pecks my hand with a kiss. “Lay down. I’ll get it.”

My stomach does a little flip flop. I didn’t know men like him existed. Aiden gets out of bed and quickly goes in and out of the bathroom. He climbs back into bed and places my head scarf on my head. He pulls me towards him and kisses me on the forehead. He rubs my back as I run my fingers through his hair. We don’t say a single word. We just fall asleep embracing each other.