The Assistant (19 page)

I shivered all over as he pressed kisses
against the tender skin of my throat.  “Well, which is it, kitten?  Option A or
option B?”

“B,” I said.  “Definitely option B.”

“Good,” he squeezed my ass but before he
could lead me from the kitchen I touched his arm.

“Only, I don’t think I can do that again,
Aiden.  At least not without a lot more beer.  I tried earlier today and it
didn’t work.  I’m sorry.”

He scowled at me.  “You don’t have to be
sorry, Lina.”

He cupped my face and forced me to look at
him.  “Let’s make something perfectly clear, princess.  I’m not Kent.  I’ll
never expect you to orgasm from sex alone, and you’re not to feel frustrated or
worried about it if you don’t.  The only reason I suggested we try again is
because it made you feel good and I like making you feel good.  Do you
understand?”

“Yes,” I said.

He lifted my hand to his mouth, brushing
his lips across my knuckles before leading me to the bedroom.  My legs were
shaking and, despite Aiden’s assurances, I was already feeling nervous.  What
if I couldn’t do it?  What if we tried and kept trying and I just –

“Lina, you’re overthinking again,” Aiden
said quietly.

I took a deep breath.  “I know.”

He kissed me deeply, his mouth slanting
over mine to take what was his, and I wrapped my arms around his waist and
clung tightly to him.  God, I loved his kisses.  I would miss them when this
was over.  Hell, I would miss everything he did to me and I was terribly afraid
that after Aiden, no other man would ever do it for me again.

Stop it, Lina.  Thinking that way isn’t
going to help you relax.

Good point.  I concentrated on kissing
Aiden, on memorizing every touch of his mouth and his hands, as he peeled off
my shirt and then my bra.  He cupped my full breasts, teasing the nipples into
an aching hardness, before stepping away.

“Hey,” I pouted at him, “where are you
going?”

“I brought something tonight to help you
relax,” he said.

“More alcohol?”  I wiggled my eyebrows at
him and he laughed before rummaging through his bag.

“No, get undressed and lie on your stomach
on the bed, Lina,”

I quickly tossed my pants and underwear
before lying on my stomach.  I pulled the sheet up to cover my ass and twisted
my head to stare at Aiden.  He was undressing and I admired his flat abdomen
and the thick length of his cock as he dropped his pants.

All mine
, I
thought greedily as a little tingle went through my pussy. 

Yes, for now.  Don’t forget he’ll get
tired of you soon and –

Shut up!  Just shut up!
 

I forced the voice of reason out of my head
and squeezed my eyes shut as Aiden approached the bed.  He made a small displeased
sound under his breath and I tried not to flinch when he pulled down the sheet
and my ass was exposed.

“Your ass is one of my favourite parts of
your body, Lina,” he said, “you’re not to hide it from me.”

“I wasn’t hiding it, I was just – “

I squealed when he slapped it hard and
scowled at him.  “That’s not relaxing, Aiden.”

He laughed.  “No, I suppose it isn’t,
princess.  But I do enjoy seeing my handprints on your lovely ass.”

He straddled my thighs, pinning me to the
bed, and leaned over me to breathe hotly into my ear.  “And you like it too,
don’t you, princess?”

“Yes,” I whispered.

His cock was rubbing between my ass cheeks
and I stifled my moan of need as he said, “Your ass, like your pussy, belongs
to me.  Say it, Lina.”

“My ass belongs to you,” I said as he
brushed my dark hair aside and pressed a light kiss against my neck.

“Good girl,” he whispered.  “My ass to
touch,” his hands reached down and roamed lightly across my butt, “my ass to
spank,” his hard slap made me squeal with pleasure, “my ass to fuck.”

I tensed, his cock was hard and heavy and
still pressed between my ass cheeks and for one moment I was afraid he was
about to fuck my ass right now. 

“Not tonight, Lina,” he whispered,
dispelling my fear.  “There are a few things that need to be done first.”

“Like what?”  I asked.  I was genuinely
curious and I craned my head again to stare at Aiden.

He squeezed my full ass cheeks.  “Stretching,
mostly.  You’ll be tight and I don’t want to hurt you.”

I licked my lips nervously.  “Stretching
doesn’t sound… fun.”

He laughed.  “I’ll make it fun.  Trust me,
Lina.”

I gave him a doubtful look and he bent and
pressed a kiss between my shoulder blades.  “We’ll start with my fingers, then
use plugs until I’m sure you can take my cock.”

“How long does that take?”  I asked.

“It depends.  Sometimes a few weeks but
it’ll be worth it, Lina.  Believe me.”

“Worth it for you, maybe,” I said.  “What
happens if I don’t like it?”

“Then we won’t do it,” he said.  “We’ll go
slowly, Lina, I promise.  I won’t fuck your ass until I’m sure you’re ready. 
If that takes weeks or months, so be it.  I can wait.”

He frowned at the look on my face.  “What?”

“Nothing,” I said quickly. 

I wouldn’t be with Aiden in weeks or months
so unless my butt had some kind of fast super stretching ability, I didn’t have
to worry about it.  And the trickle of disappointment I was feeling was easy
enough to ignore.  In fact, it probably wasn’t disappointment but relief. 
Wasn’t it?  The issue was that I wasn’t entirely certain I wanted to have anal
sex but I knew I would try it for Aiden.  When we were in bed, he had this way
of making me forget everything but wanting to please him.  It was both
thrilling and disturbing to realize that I would do exactly what Aiden wanted.

It doesn’t matter, remember?  Aiden will
be finished with you before you even get to that point.

The smell of vanilla drifted to me and I
moaned happily when Aiden’s strong hands kneaded my shoulders.  They were warm
and slippery from the vanilla-scented oil and I made another groan of
appreciation.

“A massage?”  I murmured.

“Close your eyes and relax, princess,” he
said.

I did what he asked as he kneaded and
rubbed the muscles in my back.  He was very thorough and twenty minutes later I
was as pliable as a wet noodle and close to dozing.

“Lina,” he whispered in my ear.

“Hmm?”  I said sleepily.

“Turn over.”

I did what he asked, keeping my eyes
closed, and I could almost hear the smile in his voice when he said, “My kitten
is sleepy now.”

“Mm, hmm,” I agreed as his warm hands stroked
my upper chest.  “That feels so good, Aiden.”

His hands closed over my breasts and I
moaned when he pulled lightly on my nipples.  They hardened immediately and he
made a low sound of approval as my sleepiness disappeared in a hurry.  I opened
my eyes and gasped as he pinched each of my nipples before rolling them between
his finger tips.

He grinned at me and toyed and teased my
nipples until they were coated in oil and I was arching my back for more.  His
cock rubbed against my stomach and I whimpered with pleasure when he leaned
down and sucked on one throbbing nipple. 

“Oh,” I moaned when he licked the tip and
then pulled on it with his teeth.  My hands were gripping his hips now,
clenching into his firm flesh as he kissed his way up my chest before pressing
his mouth against mine.

He tasted like vanilla and I licked eagerly
at his lips, loving the sweetness. 

“It tastes good,” I whispered when he
released my mouth.

“Edible massage oil is a rather brilliant
invention,” he teased against my mouth.  “Do you want more?”

“Yes,” I said.  I tried to kiss him again
but he straightened and picked up the bottle before pouring some in the palm of
his hand.  He slicked it over his cock until it was shiny with oil.

“Sit up, princess.”

I struggled into a sitting position, Aiden
was still straddling my thighs, and he placed one hand on the back of my neck,
kneading it lightly, as he smiled at me.  “Open up, kitten.”

I opened my mouth eagerly and he guided his
cock past my lips.  “Be a good girl and lick me clean.”

My hands still digging into his hips, I
licked and sucked at his cock.  The taste of him mixed with the vanilla was
intoxicating and I didn’t object when Aiden pressed his cock further into my
mouth.  I took a deep breath and tried to control my gag reflex as he pushed
harder.  He fucked my mouth in a gentle rhythm, holding me steady with his hand
at the back of my neck, and I sucked with enthusiasm despite my watery eyes and
the occasional lack of oxygen.

With a harsh groan, he pulled his cock out
of my mouth and I leaned forward, trying to take it back.

“No, princess,” he said.  “I want to be
inside you when I come.”

My pussy throbbed as he pushed me on to my
back and stretched out beside me.  His fingers slipped between my legs and a
hot flush rose in my cheeks when I realized just how wet I was.  My inner
thighs were drenched in moisture and my pussy slippery.

He pushed two fingers into my pussy and the
liquid dripping from it made it easy for him to thrust steadily in and out
despite how hard I tried to grip him with my muscles.  His thumb brushed across
my clit and I moaned with delight.

He changed the angle of his fingers and I
blinked at him when he made a “come here” motion inside of me.  It felt strange
and sent a weird pressure through my aching core. 

“Aiden,” I said as he did it again.  “What
are you – oh!”

My back arched and I grabbed at his wrist
as a familiar lightning bolt of pleasure rocketed through my pelvis.

“There it is,” he said with a satisfied
grin.

“There’s what?”  I asked.

He didn’t reply, just stroked me again and
I clamped my mouth shut around the scream that wanted to escape.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned.  My fingers dug into
his wrist as he rubbed firmly and I writhed against him.

“Aiden, wh-what are you doing to me?”  I
gasped.

He teased my nipple with his tongue before
smiling.  “It’s your g-spot, princess.”

“I – that’s a myth,” I said breathlessly.

“Is it?”  He raised one eyebrow before
pressing against the front wall of my pussy with the pads of his fingers.  I
cried out, my entire body shaking madly under his and tried to wiggle away from
him at the intensity of the sensation.

He threw one heavy leg over mine, pinning
my legs against the bed as I begged incoherently.  I couldn’t think, couldn’t
focus on anything except the sensations coursing through my entire body.

My body was tensing, my nipples were as
hard as glass and my hips were thrusting uncontrollably against Aiden’s
fingers.  The pressure was increasing, the ache and the need for release
coiling in my belly like a tight ball, and I was so damn close that I knew it
would take only one more stroke of Aiden’s fingers - just one more touch
against that ticking time-bomb of a spot.

Before I could tumble over the edge into
the relief I needed, Aiden pulled his fingers away.  Hot tears immediately
flowed down my cheeks and I pulled on his wrist with a desperation I should
have been ashamed of, but wasn’t.

“No, oh no, please,” I begged, “Why are you
stopping?”

“Patience, kitten,” he said.

I slapped at his chest, my frustration and
my desire overriding my common sense, and hissed at him like an angry cat.  “Asshole! 
Don’t you dare fucking stop!”

I clawed his chest with my nails and he
flinched before taking my wrists and pinning them above my head as he pushed
his body between my thighs. 

“Bastard!”  I shouted.  “I swear to God,
I’m going to knee you in the balls for this!  I mean it, Aiden!  You can’t
leave me like this, you can’t – “

My angry tirade came to a screeching halt
when Aiden thrust his cock into my wet pussy.  Just having him in me, just
having something for my needy and desperate pussy to tighten around, eased some
of the ache.

“Better, princess?”

“Not enough,” I hissed again at him.

He was still holding my wrists captive
above my head and I struggled fiercely when he took both wrists in one hand. 
Even then, he was too strong for me to escape and I glared angrily at him as he
put his free hand on my ass and squeezed it roughly.

“Listen to me, princess,” he said.  “I’m
going to release your wrists.  If you try and scratch me again with your little
claws, I’ll stop fucking you and give you a spanking.  Do you understand?”

I scowled and refused to answer.  The ache
in my pelvis was at a fevered pitch now and I could have cheerfully clawed
Aiden’s chest to ribbons for denying me my pleasure.