Love Novel 81

I’m assuming that because he put the plug in me, that he wants to see it, right?
I suck my lower lip into my mouth and quietly turn around. I lean into my hand by his thighs and line his cock at my
entrance once more.
My eyes roll to the back of my head as I run it across my clit and finally give myself the satisfaction by slowly lowering
onto him. His length enters me slowly and I gasp, giving myself time to stretch and take him in.
“Fuck,” the desperate whisper leaves my lips.
My legs tremble, my chest heaving as I sit there with his cock all the way inside me. My body shudders and I will myself
to move.
My stomach coils, the pussy throbbing.
My skin slaps against his, and quickly, uncontrolled moans are leaving my lips.
I feel Aiden shift beneath me, a groan leaving his lips before his hands grasp my ass cheeks to spread them.
“Fuck, this is a much better sight than I imagined.” His voice is rough, deep, broken.
It makes my pussy flutter, the pain in my stomach coils tighter. “I’m going to come.”
Aiden chuckles. “Already?”
My thighs burn, my breath shaky. If only he knew that this orgasm has been hours in the making. I might have only been
riding his cock for a minute, but my entire body has been preparing for this all day.
I shatter completely, crying as I contract and pulse around him. He takes over, flipping us so that he is on top, and throws my leg over his waist before hammering into me relentlessly.
He thrusts and then stills, grunting as he spills hot seed inside me. I’m whimpering, trying to catch my breath and I cup
his face, kissing him slowly and languidly, enjoying the light flutters of my clit as I come down from the ecstasy.
“Anytime you want to wake me up like that, be my guest, baby,” he whispers huskily against my neck.
I lay beside him, not even bothering to get up to clean myself. I let his cum drip out of me and onto my thighs as I doze
off into a dreamless, deep sleep.
The sun is high in the sky when I slip out of bed, careful not to wake Aiden. He’s still heavily asleep beside me, and it
takes me a few attempts to get his arm off my waist.
My limbs feel heavy, my mind hazy with sleep as I head to my room and grab a fresh change of clothes. I slip back out to
the hallways to shower and the emptiness makes me blow out a breath of relief.
I step inside the bathroom, shut the door, and lean against it.
The mirror reflects tired eyes and swollen lips, proof of my countless orgasms.
I turn the shower on and let the steam fill the space around me. My fingers slip under the hem of my shirt, ready to peel
it off when the door opens.
I gasp, spinning around, my pulse leaping into my throat.
Jake stands in the doorway, chest rising and falling unevenly, his dark hair a mess like he’s been running his hands
through it over and over. His dark eyes, sharp, burning, desperate, lock onto mine.
“Jake—”
Before I can say another word, he’s on me.
His hands cradle my face, his lips crashing into mine, and I barely have time to breathe before I’m melting into him. The
bathroom door clicks shut behind him, sealing us inside, trapping the heat between our bodies.
God, these Matthews men are wringing me of every inch of self control and energy.
His kiss is deep, consuming, like he’s been starving for this, for me. His hands move, one gripping my waist, the other
tangling in my hair as he tilts my head back, kissing me harder. A whimper escapes me and he groans in response, lifting me onto the counter in one smooth motion.
“Jake—” I gasp against his lips, but he shakes his head.
“I can’t stop,” he murmurs, his voice rough, breaking apart. His lips trail down my jaw, pressing open-mouthed kisses to my neck, my collarbone. “I’ve tried. I swear to god, I’ve tried, but watching you just, just walk around my house, baby…
It’s driving me insane.”
I swallow hard, my head spinning.
His fingers dig into my thighs, his forehead pressing against mine.
“Tell me I’m not losing my mind,” he whispers, his hands sliding up my bare thighs, gripping me like I’m the only thing
holding him together. “Tell me I’m not the only one who feels like this.”
I exhale shakily, my hands threading through his hair, pulling him closer. “You’re not. You’re not.”
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His lips crash into mine again, desperate, searching. My legs tighten around his waist, my body arching into his.
Then, he stills.
His breathing is ragged, his hands trembling as he grips my hips. When he pulls back just enough to look at me, his
expression is pained, conflicted.
I watch him, my eyes widening as he lowers himself, grabbing my knees to open my legs for him. I’m wearing nothing
under the t-shirt, so he groans deep in his throat when he sees every inch of me.
When he sees that bright pink plug in my ass.
His eyes shoot up to me, a quirked eyebrow and hunger in his eyes. I gasp when he flicks it. “This is new.” His voice is
hoarse, on edge.
“Yes,” I hiss, grabbing onto the counter when he presses a finger into my pussy.
He licks his lips and then lowers between my legs. Horror flutters through me and I press a hand on his forehead to stop
him. He wants to eat me out but-
“I slept with Aiden.”
He quirks an eyebrow, as if telling me that means nothing.
I moan. “I was with him last night. I’m not sure you want-”
My words leave me when he lowers himself and feasts on my pussy. His tongue teases, swirls and absolutely destroys me.
I didn’t think I had another orgasm in me, but it breaks through me. Sharp and intense. I’m sweating, the steam from the
shower only making it worse.
“Stop, please,” I beg when he continues to lick at me as I tremble from my orgasm. “Please.”
He kisses my inner thigh and lifts his head, but he still doesn’t step away. I breathe out a moan when he pulls on the
plug. He pulls until my hole is wrapped tightly around the thickest part of it.
I hiss. 
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He pushes it back in and then pulls it back out again. He watches with interested, dark eyes.
He pushes it back in and I squeal. “Jake, please.”
He lifts his eyes to mine and drops my legs, stepping in close to me, until our faces are only inches away. “I’m gonna get
you a bigger one.”
I swallow.
“And then I’m going to fuck you there.”
Oh god, I can only take so much dirty talk. What is happening?
His hand crawls up my chest until he wraps his fingers around my neck. “Tell me you want it.”
I nod fervently. “I want it.”
He narrows his eyes, tightening his hold on my throat, and I know it’s the details he wants.
“I want you to fuck my asshole.”
His jaw clenches as he tries to control his reaction. “When are you going to tell Aiden?”
The question knocks the air from my lungs.
I shake my head, my throat tightening.
He leans in so close that his breath fans across my lips, his fingers twitching around my neck. “You either tell him after New Years, or I will.”
The warmth of him disappears, leaving me cold despite the steam thickening the air.
And just like that, he’s gone.
I sit there on the counter, heart pounding, lips swollen, body burning