Chapter 48

(Rylan)  

*I am lying on a lounger in the courtyard at Quinn’s villa in Spain. The sun is shining down on me, making all my worries from the last few days just fade away. I can see Aaron coming up the stairs from the beach.*  

*His hair is wet from his swim, and water droplets are still clinging to his very chiseled abs. I want to lick them from his body and then lick my way further south. This man of mine is a walking, talking wet dream.*  

*Thank fuck, he is all mine now.* 

*Mine to stare at.*  

*Mine to touch and hold.*  

*And he is all mine to fuck anytime, anywhere, and anyway that I want.* 

*I smirk at him when he spots me on my lounger. I am wearing a cherry red, barely there bikini. We are the only ones here, and I wanted us to be able to act on our desires from the time we woke up to the time we fell asleep, exhausted from our lovemaking.*  

*Time for just the two of us, with no interruptions. Time with no drama or worry. Just two people in love having a sex marathon or doing whatever we want.* 

*Right now, I want Aaron to crawl up my body, licking and nibbling every inch of exposed flesh. And in this bikini, there is a lot. He flashed me that sexy grin of his and then continued his slow walk towards me. I drink in the sight of him in all his glory. The only thing that would make it better would be if he were naked.*  

*Thankfully, he gets the memo, and when he stops at the end of the lounger, he slides his swim trunks off. To my complete satisfaction, he is very aroused. I reach up to untie the top tie to my bikini top and let it fall loose to expose my breasts to his hot, hungry gaze.*  

*With a growl, he’s on me in an instant, and I love it. His mouth is on my breasts while one hand moves between my legs. I open them wide for him. He grunts his approval and then moves my bikini bottoms to the side so he can stroke my clit.*  

Warm liquid heat pulls me from sleep. At first, I am confused; my mind is still fuzzy from sleep. Then pleasure spikes as teeth nip at one of my nipples. A soft moan slips from my lips as Aaron’s fingers find my clit and rub circles on it. 

“Oh,” I moan as he slips a finger inside me. 

Did this man just read my mind as I was dreaming about him? I am not complaining at all. My subconscious mind was craving this man, and now that I am awake, I will let him do exactly what I want him to.  

“Hmmm, so wet for me already,” Aaron whispers as he moves to my other nipple.  

“I was dreaming about you,” I admit softly.  

He lifts his head from my breast to look me in the eye. One of his eyebrows raises as he smirks at me. He takes his hand out of my panties, then sits up and throws the blanket off us. I shiver at the sudden exposure and the naked hunger in his eyes.  

“I could tell, babe. You moaned my name in that throaty way you do right before you come for me.”  

Oh my.  

Without another word, he removes my sleep pants and undies. I bite my lip as he kisses his way up my left leg while one of his hands caresses my right leg. His kisses are light and tender as he makes his way slowly up my body. When he reaches my core, he spreads my legs wide to accommodate his broad shoulders. 

“So wet for me, Ry. You are practically dripping onto the bed,” he whispers before his tongue laps my juices up. 

I moan when his tongue enters me. He fucks me with his tongue while his thumb rubs circles over my clit. I fist one hand into his hair, grateful that he is letting it grow out, while my other hand reaches up to grip the metal headboard. 

An image of me tied to the bed pops into my head, and I moan a little louder. Being at his complete mercy while tied up would be so erotic. I think that thought alone makes me come while Aaron continues his sensual assault on my pussy.  

“Oh, fuck, yes, right there. I am going to come again.”  

Aaron tongue fucks my pussy until I am a quivering mess. I lose track of how many orgasms he gives me by the time he pulls away and wipes his face on my inner thigh. I watch the predatory gleam in his eyes with anticipation of more as he climbs up my body until his throbbing cock is at my entrance.  

“Grip the headboard with both hands.”  

I do as I am told and then whimper as he moves off my body. He walks to the closet and then comes back a few moments later with two silk ties in his hands. Oh, my goodness, yes, please!  

“How about a little bondage?”  

All I can do is nod my head, but he shakes his. 

“I need the words, Rylan. Tell me this is okay, and I will tie you up while I fuck you. Tell me no, and we will just fuck.”  

“Tie me up already and fuck me, please.” I beg him.  

Aaron grins at me, then practically prowls his way back to the bed like a panther would its prey. If he hadn’t eaten me out for the last hour, I would beg him for that. All I want now is his cock buried inside me. 

He ties one hand, then the other, to the massive metal headboard. I can feel my pussy throbbing for him as he crawls back onto the bed and in between my legs. I want this man so much. Not just that amazing cock of his, but all of him. 

He knows me so well, and I love it.  

“Are you ready for me, babe?” He asks as he rubs the head of his shaft through my wet folds, getting it nice and wet.  

I wiggle closer, or as close as my bound hands will allow me to. “Fuck me already, Aaron, before I explode with all this sexual need.” 

In response, he thrusts home in one swift move until he is buried balls deep in my very needy vagina. To my surprise, instead of the fast-paced pounding that I am expecting, Aaron takes it slow. Long, slow, and deep thrusts as he makes love to me.  

My legs are wrapped around his hips as he rocks us slowly into oblivion. One of his hands is under my ass while his other is kneading one of my breasts, occasionally pinching the nipple. His mouth is fused to mine as he swallows all of my moans and cries of pleasure.  

When he pulls away from my mouth to kiss my throat, I moan his name. “Oh, Aaron, I am so close.”  

The hand under my ass moves between our bodies to stroke my clit, and that was all I needed to fall off that cliff. I pull at my hands, needing to touch him as I fall apart in the bliss that only he can give me.  

He keeps the slow and steady pace until the ripples of my orgasm fade. When he lifts his head from my neck, that predatory look from earlier is back, and my pussy clenches around his cock in anticipation of what is coming.  

Gone is the slow and gentle lover.  

Say hello to hot and brutal.  

He sits up on his knees, pins my knees up, then truly fucks me. Fast, hard, and amazing. The moment he grips the headboard, his hands on the other side of mine, his pace intensifies. I bite my lower lip to keep from screaming out my pleasure. 

There are other people sleeping in this penthouse, after all. Not that I care much at the moment while he thrusts that amazing cock in and out of me. This man knows how to fuck, and he is insatiable. 

When he swivels his hips and hits that spot inside me just right, my eyes roll back in my head as my body explodes in pleasure so intense I finally let out that scream. I scream his name as my body quakes and shudders in response to the mind-blowing orgasm he just gave me.  

I am going to be sore as fuck tomorrow, but oh my gosh, it was so worth it.  

A few thrusts later, Aaron reaches his climax with a guttural moan that sends aftershocks of pleasure through me. He unties my hands, then flops onto the bed beside me. We are both breathing so hard that I know it will take a few minutes for us to breathe normally again.  

One of his hands finds mine, and he laces our fingers together. 

“That is the best way to wake up ever!” I tell him after I can breathe normally again.  

“I fully agree with you, my love.”  

My love. I love it when he calls me that, because I know with no doubt that he means it. I am his love.  

“I love you, Aaron Carter, and that fabulous cock of yours, too.”  

Aaron bursts out laughing. “Fabulous cock, hmmm?”  

“It really is. The best cock ever.”  

He rolls off the bed and then scoops me up in his arms. “Time for a bath to ease your discomfort.”  

Aaron carries me into the bathroom and then sits me gently on the edge of the large tub. It isn’t as big as the one at his house, but it is big enough to fit at least three people. After testing the water, he puts the stopper in and then grabs some lavender-scented bath oil. 

Once the water is at the right depth, he steps in, and then I climb in after him so that I am between his outstretched legs with my back to his chest. I lean back against him and let out a contented sigh. 

After a few minutes of just lounging in the steamy water, Aaron reaches over to the edge of the tub to grab a loofah sponge. He squirts some coconut-scented body wash onto it and then washes my chest gently, then down to my stomach. When his hand dips below the surface of the water to go lower, I let out a quiet moan. 

“I am just going to wash you. Nothing naughty. I gave that pussy of yours a beating, so no more for you tonight.”  

I look up at him with a pouty look on my face. “But I am still hungry for you.”  

He drops the loofah in the water and gives me exactly what I want. His fingers delve into my folds, then he slips his index and ring fingers into me. I thrust my head back as he moves them in and out of me. 

“You like that, don’t you?” He whispers in my ear as he picks up the pace.  

“Yes,” I moan. 

Aaron continues to slowly finger fuck me into a quivering frenzy. “I want in you so badly right now. This tight, amazing pussy of yours has a stranglehold on my fingers. I want to feel it on my dick again and again for the rest of our lives.”  

My heart rate spikes at the implications that his words have. I couldn’t agree more, and I want that so badly. Forever with this man would be a dream come true. 

I lift my body up just enough so that he can slide inside me. Slowly, with such care and gentleness, Aaron makes love to me. It is sweet and beautiful. 

Our quiet moans and sighs of pleasure bounce off the jade tile walls. What started in the tub quickly moves to the shower. Aaron has me pinned to the tiled walls with my hands over my head and my legs wrapped around his waist.  

He continues the slow, rhythmic thrusts. I love the way he is tender and loving with me after the rough fucking he gave me in the bedroom earlier. I like both, and right now he knows what my body needs.  

Something tender, slow, and less frantic than just fucking. He makes love to me like he doesn’t want to break me. I am not as breakable as he thinks, but my body appreciates the gesture.  

“I love you so much, Rylan,” he whispers against my neck.  

“I love you too, Aaron. So much more than I have the words to tell you.”  

He fuses his mouth to mine, then unwraps my legs from around his waist and moves us to sit down on the bench in the shower's corner. The moment he is settled and back inside me, I begin riding him.  

I brace my hands behind me on his knees, leaning back so he has access to my clit. One of his hands latches onto my collarbone while the other dips down to play with my clip as I ride him slowly. 

“You are so fucking beautiful, Rylan,” he moans as I bounce up and down on his cock.  

Before I know it, my orgasm blasts through me like an explosion. My vision blurs as I lean forward to drop my head on his shoulder. Aaron thrusts up into me a few more times and then follows me over the edge. 

Twenty minutes later, after finally washing our bodies, we are snuggled up in his bed. Both of us are sated for now. Aaron is running his hand slowly up and down my back as we lie in the silence of his room.  

The only sound other than our quiet breathing is the ticking of the clock on the wall opposite the bed. From what I can see, it reads that it is almost three in the morning. We originally lay down to sleep around eleven last night. 

I am not sure how long we slept before Aaron woke me up with his tongue on my nipple. We have been lost in each other for hours, and now exhaustion is chasing me. I could use a few more hours of sleep before I have to face tomorrow.  

For now, I don’t want to think about that, so I snuggle tighter against Aaron’s side. A deep, satisfied sigh leaves my lips as he squeezes me closer until there is now space between our bodies. I could get used to sleeping next to this man.  

He gives some of the best cuddles and is not a bed or cover hog at all. Soon, I feel my body go loose as the night’s sensual activities catch up with me. My eyes flutter closed.  

“Move in with me, Rylan,” he blurts out into the silent room.