Chapter 57

He chuckles, and suddenly my hands a being tied behind me. "Since my wife decided to hide what is bothering her from me" his voice said playful banter but his eyes. His eyes showed me something different entirely. They told me malice, mercy less. A cold chill run up my spin.

I didn't know what to expect his expressions and words said different things. But I chose to stay quiet and wait for what is to come. He foregoes my sweater and blouse and goes straight to my bottoms. He strips me of them and carries me with my hands bound behind me.

He walks with me to the bed and throws me on if face down. I hear shuffling of clothes and then a belt buckle followed by a zipper. The bed dips with his weight as he climbs onto the bed. He comes on top of me and hushes me. I didn't even realize I was panting so loud.

That sweet cock of his is already hard and poking my soft behind. The knowledge that he is going to make me wait, make me anticipate that free feeling I always feel after mating is going to drive me crazy.

He flips me onto my back and tells me to arch my back. He unbuttons my sweater and leaves it open. He slides his into my blouse, his fingers warming with the hotness of my skin. He goes behind me and unsnaps my bra, in no time he has it above my breasts.

If I didn't arch my back I would really be uncomfortable right now, but this man made it impossible to think about comfort when he was making me uncomfortable. All my body parts yearned his attention, his unsolicited attention to all those parts he touches with fondness.

"Bella, I want you present and not some far away place. I want you here with me. Do I have myself understood?" I nod my head to show my understanding. "No sweet Bella mine, words you have to use words when communicating with me ok" I give his a shaken yes and add in "I understand"

"Good" he simply says like he is satisfied with that answer. "Now spread your legs for me baby I want to see that soaking cunny wet your pretty little undie." Oh my such talk, he just knew how to make me hot and panting.

"So, wife, do you want to tell me now before it's too late?" too late?, too late for what? Seems like hubby wanted to play games. I was down to do so. I liked games after all. "No" I say shaking my head. "What was that?" he says with a hint of amusement in his expression. Should I trust that look? No? I thought so too. So I just kept quiet.

"So your mind is made up then? OK let's see if you can keep anything from me after this" was that a threat? "Aiden, are you threatening me?" I ask. Instead of answering me he drops a kiss to my forehead then one on my nose. He pauses at my mouth and gives me a very deeply felt kiss and moves along to my neck. Here he is ruthless, he sucks and bites and licks my neck. He was for sure going to leave marks on me.

Aiden was not one to keep his beard long, most of the time he would keep it trim or shave it off completely but he preferred the latter. This time he had an overgrown stubble, he really looked very attractive like this. But I likes most was the scratchy feeling it left on my skin. Yep I was definitely bruising after this but who cared.

Soon I was a whole panting mess this didn't deter him he was a man on a mission, what mission it was? Only he knew. Then through my blouse he pinches my nipple. I yelp. And then his mouth is there, no soothing the pain he brought to my nipple, no. He was here to torture and I could tell now. With the blouse as a barrier between my nipple and his mouth, a weak barrier if I may say, the feeling felt more amplified… it was different, it didn't feel like the way it felt with his mouth on my bare nipple.

I was wreathing under him now, it was even hard for me to keep my legs open. The feeling shot straight to there. That part, my centre It throbbed, it wanted the same attention given to my breasts. But he kept on with the torture to my poor nipples. Even my breasts wanted more, he was refraining from squeezing my breasts gently like he likes to do.

Heavens! I was ready already can't he move on and be done with it already. I whine out my impatience. But he ignores me. He ignores me! If he didn't get the train moving I was definitely going to explode with frustration.

Soon I was moaning like crazy, this feeling of frustration wasn't nice but nice at the same time. I don't know what to think I lost my capability of thinking moments ago. Sweet torture I was calling it.

After taking his time making me oblivious, he finally moves to the one part that was so tired of waiting. My cunny as he called it was soaking wet that I must have left a really big wet spot on the sheets.

The air was filled with his and my arousal. He takes his time as he trails his lips over my torso, stops at my belly button and digs his tongue into the little hollow, moving more downward he blows at the wet spot. I scream as the cold sensation touches my clitoris, like some wire work my nipples harden at the same time.

I hadn't noticed that my blouse was wet where he was licking my nipples, the cold air in the room making it harder and harder to bear. That's when I noticed, Aiden was no longer touching me.