Touched (The Untouched Trilogy #2)(88)

“Can’t I?”

“That’s not happening Aiden.”

“Come here.” he said, sitting up and holding his hand out to me.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you’re too far away.”

“I’m only a couple of inches away,” I replied

“That’s too far.”

I placed my hand in his; he grasped it and gently pulled me towards him. He guided my legs bestride him and looked up at me. My breathing accelerated as my eyes locked with his, a devilish grin forming on his seductive lips. He placed his hands on my legs and sensually crept up my thighs as his heated gaze started its attack. Virginia was peeping around the corner wondering if this was her cue. His eyes darkened as his slow trail up my legs led to my inner thighs. I looked around nervously and the wait staff was visible but not in way that I could determine what they were doing and vice versa. He unzipped my boots and slipped them off, tossing them beside him. He continued his exquisite seduction, his piercing green eyes lost in mine, as he reached higher beneath my skirt to pull at my panties, sliding them slowly down my legs. I lifted each foot and watched him as he lifted them to his face and bowed his head into his palm inhaling. Virginia eyes bulged as she prepared herself for whatever he had in mind. He placed his hands on my thighs and urged me down, straddling him.

“That’s better. But not quite what I had in mind,” he said, planting a soft kiss on my lips.

“Dare I ask what you had in mind?”

“I’m pretty sure you know,” he said, sliding my hair away from my neck and leaning in to adorn it with soft kisses.

“Mmmm,” I purred, relishing in the giftedness of his touch and the rich carnal smell of his skin.

He gifted my neck with one final kiss. He sat back and stared into my eyes as he lifted my panties to my face; his other hand guided my head down to his palm. “I want you to smell what I smell.”

Fuck! I loved him dirty like this. His lascivious gesture had driven Virginia to the brink!

“It’s tempting don’t you agree?” he asked, as I inhaled my scent. He released my head and looked at me. He motioned me back allowing him access to his zipper. He unzipped his pants and Kingston’s plush head emerged, awaiting and eager. Virginia throbbed as she realized what was waiting.

“Have a seat Princess.”

I positioned my sex over the head of his cock and eased down.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” he breathed, as I slowly sheathed his dick.

I sank to the thick root of his cock relishing the exquisitely painful fullness. My eyes never left his face. I observed his expression as my sex contracted around his massive girth. His sharp intake of breath and the dark fluid movement of his eyes was my personalized aphrodisiac.

“Do you like it when I’m on top baby?” I asked. I lifted myself from him and slowly eased down, partially covering him, teasing him.

“Fuck yes, but don’t tease me,” he whispered, his eyes intensely focused on me. He moved his hands to my waist and pushed me down ... hard.

“ Oh f*ck,” I panted.

“That’s how I want it Princess. I want all of that tight *,” he breathed. “I want you to feel all of this dick.” He rolled into me, rotating his hips, pushing his cock deeper into me; I gasped at the fullness.

“Do you like that?” he asked.

“Yes, baby,” I purred.

I glanced around nervously, hoping the staff wasn’t watching. “Don’t worry about anyone seeing us; focus on this,” he said, as he guided me up and down, each downward motion expanding me. I was so full, each descent pushing his cock deeper into me.

“There you go Princess. Take it,” he murmured, as he watched the intensity of my lust for him take hold of me.

“Isn’t this why you wore this skirt? Is this what you wanted?” he asked, his light, velvet whisper caressing me.

“Yes,” I replied, my voice quavering as he moved me, forcing me to take it how he wanted me to have it.

“You’re going to make me cum if you keep doing this,” I said.

“Isn’t that what you want? That’s what I want. To make you cum.”

“Yes, that’s what I want,” I breathed.

“Go faster,” he said.

“No, I want you to take it how I want to give it,” I said, and started grinding on his cock.

“Ah … shit, Aria,” he grunted, his eyes rolling back in his head.

I loved seeing that – watching him, the man who dominated so much and so many, lose control beneath me. I arched backward, tilting my pelvis, gyrating deeply on his big cock, stroking him with the warmth and tightness of my clenched walls, feeling him in every part of me.

“Ah … just like that baby,” he breathed. It was driving him insane.

He moved his hands to my waist forcing me down to the root of his hard length, driving us both to that place that belonged only to us. The urgency of our releases escalated, pushing my inhibitions to the wayside. I no longer cared about who could have been watching; I didn’t care if the entire world saw us. I couldn’t stop; the burning need to cum frantically tugging and pulling at me.

He placed the pad of his thumb on my clit, rotating and teasing the sensitive bud; I was sure I’d go mad if I didn’t get my release. I felt it building from the depths of my aching core. “Fuck, I’m going to cum,” I whispered. I closed my eyes, biting my lip. I was about to explode.