Chapter 9

With his fingers tightly gripping my hair, I felt a pang of panic as I looked into Aaron's eyes. He looked like someone else, something much more sinister. It flashed across his face and then went back to the Aaron that I knew.

Suddenly with a fervor he pulled his manhood from my lips, backing up from my chest he positioned himself between my legs hurriedly, lifting my legs up to his shoulders he teasingly situated his manhood at the opening to my furtive pleasure place. A rush of passion overcame me with desire and lust, begging him in my mind to slip inside me, my mental thoughts were rewarded as he glided deliberately between my lips. Propelling himself deeper within me, he grasped my hips to provide more leverage to be deeper within me, pulsating his throbbing shaft into my wet crevice. Arching my back, I screamed out as a wave of bliss sent butterflies of delight floating across my abdomen. Faster he rhythmically drove his engorged hardness into me, pushing deeper and deeper with each stroke. Raising my other arm above my head, I grasped the wrought iron swirls of the headboard tightly with both hands, a bright flourish of desire washed over me basking me in a cloud of arousal. Squeezing my eyes together forcefully, a mounting climax began to build deep within me, enduring me into a sense of uncontrollable and irrepressible satisfaction. He moaned as my muscles tightened down around his rigid manhood, willing him to drive deeper into me. Immediately another wave of pure raw fulfillment immersed me in a warm embrace of pleasure. Shifting my hips I met his driving manhood, wetness exploded from within my hot forbidden place as he trembled and groaned releasing his saltiness deep within me.

Collapsing he laid across my chest his heavy breathing slowing now, he moaned as he lifted himself up to gaze at me. I lazily looked at him, content after the early evening’s escapades, feeling very content. It was getting dark in the room; I could barely see his smiles any longer. I leaned over and looked at the nightstand clock and we had been there for hours since he showed up; it felt like only minutes had passed since I let him in the house.

“Could you turn on the light?” I asked, motioning to the bedside table with its eccentric lamp; the lamp was given to me by an aunt, and it was beautiful, shimmering ornate glass shade with geometric shades of different greens.

Smiling shyly, I asked, “Could you unhook this handcuff now?”

“Yep, just one moment,” he said as he straddled my chest, laying his soft penis on my chest, I took it into my mouth and sucked his own saltiness and my sweet juices from him. After I licked him clean, I let his manhood that was beginning to get hard again fall from my mouth; he leaned over rubbing his hardening shaft up my chest as he kissed me on the lips. Softly he began to kiss me, biting his bottom lip; he pushed his growing hardness into my belly as he slid backwards. He crawled off my chest and sat on the edge of the bed to retrieve his pants, fishing around in the pocket he found his key ring and undid the latch on the handcuff releasing my arm from its cold icy hold. I rubbed my wrist, taking my hand in his he kissed my wrist tenderly rubbing the slightly red mark the handcuff had left on me.

I sat next to him on the edge of the bed, holding his hand; I kissed him softly on the cheek and laid my head on his shoulder. He kissed my head gingerly on the top; I trailed my fingertips down his chest towards his rising manhood. My fingers tickled across his taut tanned abdomen, reaching down he smiled at me as I clutched his manhood within my fingertips. Delighted that he was hard once again, I playfully shoved him back onto the bed, with a smile he fell back. “Oh, yeah,” he said with a grin. I straddled above him, rubbing my slit across the tip of his manhood, teasing him. He grabbed my hips and eased me down onto his hard member, sliding firmly into me. Spreading my legs further out onto the bed, I dipped down further to take more of his hard shaft into me. Sliding up and down, I rode him faster, as I dipped down low to take him deeper into me; he closed his eyes and groaned gripping my hips harder. My beautiful breasts bounced, as I took control and rode him faster; vigorously I impaled myself up and down upon his hard shaft. He leaned up towards me and wrapped his arms around my back pulling me closer to him, his wandering mouth found my hardened nipple and sucked, harder he sucked as I moaned in delight. I felt myself begin the slow ascent towards an orgasm; I slowed my movements, now moving up and down slower, as he devoured my breasts with his mouth. I dipped down again grinding my hips to feel him deeper within me; I felt his body tremble slightly as he pushed me slightly off his manhood so not to release too soon. I slowed my speed and rode him softer, taking my time enjoying the sensations of pleasure I was feeling within my dripping fold.

Pushing back, I wriggled out of his arms and grasped them in my hands. I leaned over him, pinning his arms roughly to the bed, holding his wrists as I once again impaled myself upon him; faster I drove him into me. Deeper he went inside me as he raised his hips and drove himself into me with more and more urgency. Picking up speed, his manhood seemed to lengthen and thicken with each thrust. I screamed out in pleasure as he drove deeper and deeper into my hot steaminess, filling me with a desire I had not felt before. I felt myself begin to climax as a gush of juices poured onto his hard shaft, he shook, and groaning spilled his saltiness into me. I could feel each spurt as he slowly pushed deeper into me. I climbed off him and lay sprawled next to him on the bed, his feet were still planted on the floor, and I curled up in a ball next to him as he lazily put his arm around me. Cuddling in next to him, he methodically rubbed his palm up and down my back. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the moment. Soon I felt strong arms lifting me up and I curled into him. He placed me on the bed, and I felt the warm covers being pulled over me. I opened my eyes sleepily as he kissed my forehead. I felt the bed shift next to me as he crawled under the covers as I drifted off to sleep again.

I awoke the next morning and he was lying in bed gazing at me. I smiled at him sleepily, “I better get to work, lots of criminals to catch,” he said leaning over and brushing his lips across mine. As I lay back on the pillows still reeling from the experiences, I had felt that night, I watched him grab his clothing and get dressed. I sat up and got up off the bed; walking into my connecting bathroom I grabbed my pink fuzzy robe off the hook on the door. Slipping it over my shoulders, I tied it loosely in the front. Strolling over to him, I watched him button up his shirt and tuck it into his pants. He turned embracing me in a tender kiss, pulling me closely into his body, exploring my mouth with his tongue, I felt myself grow wetter again. Releasing me, he grabbed my hand and led me from my room down the stairs to the front door, after putting on his shoes, he hugged me into his chest, entwining his arms around my body encircling me in a loving embrace.

Whispering into my ear, he said, “I’ll see you soon.”

I nodded, as he opened the door and left. I leaned against the door, my heart pounding from what he had just said. It had sent shivers down my body as he whispered in my ear.