"Lilli…wait…I want you to…Oh fuck…"
I slid my one hand down to where we were connected and rubbed my swollen and over excited bundle as I came down on top of him. My head tossed back as the sensation intensified.
"Fuck," he exclaimed as I crashed into my orgasm and clenched against his release.
Collapsing onto his chest, his heartbeat pounded rapidly and the rise and fall of his chest lulled me to sleep.
~
Aidan
The date went well and I could tell she had a good time. I was relieved and had to admit not having sex that night was a good idea. We simply fell asleep next to each other, with me curled up against her.
Sunday morning came and I wanted to spend the day in bed together. Not having sex was nice, but waking up so close to her had me all geared up to get her naked and under me.
She had left the room while I was in the bathroom. I decided to take a quick shower and get dressed. Afterwards, I planned on going to my study to check on some emails, but found myself standing in the library. The empty library. I sighed and then remembered that she had on workout clothes.
Seeing her on the treadmill with sweat dripping down her neck and back brought me to full attention. Thinking about her on our date last night, the conversation, her smile, the dress, her laugh, the boots, and then the men who looked and tried to get her number, I was overwhelmed with the urge to claim her and make her mine.
So, that’s what I did. I claimed her on the treadmill and it was fucking amazing. It was so intense I hadn’t even realized she was digging her nails into my shoulders. Though, later that day, I saw four perfect crescent marks on each shoulder, already starting to scab. I still didn’t care, it was phenomenal and worth it.
During the work week I hardly got to see her. I was stuck working late and she was off with Viola. I loved that she was getting involved with the children’s foundation and began to wonder if I should tell her that technically the foundation was hers. As much as I loved her involvement, I hated that I couldn’t call her and tell her to meet me at work for lunch. I knew that my leather sofa could come in handy for desert.
So, when I got home Thursday night and Lilli wasn’t home I retreated to my study to work. I knew that she had stayed with Viola for dinner, but I was hoping that she would have returned by now. When there was a knock at the door, I was hopeful that it was Lilli.
"Come in," I knew I sounded way too eager.
"Master Iverson," Jay entered and nodded to me.
"Hey Jay, what can I do for you?" I sat back into my chair, a little disappointed.
"Well, I am about to retire for the evening, sir, and wanted to make sure that you didn’t need anything before I do."
"I would prefer if you would wait until my wife has gotten home."
"Sir, Mrs. Iverson arrived home about twenty minutes ago." I saw the small smirk on his face. I raised my eyebrow at him. He cleared his throat. "Um…sir, your wife was with Ms. Viola this evening and returned very…happy."
"I see," I smiled, knowing what Viola had gotten the two of them into. I silently wondered if it had been champagne or wine. "Okay, thank you, Jay. Have a good evening."
"Thank you, sir," Jay left the study and I quickly made my exit to the bedroom.
She walked…well, stumbled, through the bedroom without noticing me. When I followed her to the closet I saw that she was bent over her dresser fumbling for clothes. I couldn’t control myself. We ended up on the bed with her riding me to an excellent finish, which included her touching herself.
Friday morning came faster than I wanted it to, but the alarm was buzzing and Lilli was groaning. I threw a pillow at the alarm, silencing it, and wrapped my arms back around Lilli.
"We have to get up," she groaned into her pillow.
"No we don’t," I held her tighter. "Let’s call in sick."
Her body shook from laughter.
"You’re the boss. You need to show a good example."
"Yeah, yeah, yeah," I replied and started to kiss her neck.
"Mm…don’t start that," she pulled away from me.
I pulled her back to me.
"But I want a replay of last night," I sucked on the back of her neck. "Will you touch yourself again?" I kissed her again. "That was so fantastic." I growled and felt myself harden at the memory.
"Go take a shower before we’re both late for the day!" she rolled away from me and laughed.
I growled, annoyed.
"Fine!"
The hot water wasn’t doing anything for my need to be inside her. I know she wanted things to slow down physically, but how could I when I was so insatiable for her? At first I’d thought it was because I hadn’t had sex in a while, but now I was realizing that it was just her that drove my sexual appetite.