Page 40 of Aidan (The Doherty Mafia)
I got down on my knees, pulling down his underwear. I had to balance myself on the high back heels I wore, but I knew he liked them. I’d caught him staring at my shoes and the way it made my calves look.
His big cock was rigid and ready. My pussy throbbed and was damp with my cream.
I parted my mouth wide and took him in. He slipped deep in with a quick smooth thrust. I almost gagged but composed myself, looking up at his blue eyes. They watched me, waiting to see what I would do next.
I grabbed his balls with one hand and started moving my head back and forth on his cock. He filled my mouth with his thick, throbbing cock. The sensation of him pulsating on my tongue sent me on a spiral.
With my other hand, I touched myself.
The more I sucked on him, the harder I rubbed my clit until I felt him on the verge of coming.
Then he grabbed my hair. My bun came loose and all my red hair toppled down around my shoulders. He lifted me up by my hair. My breasts heaved. I shuddered with desire.
I was ready for anything he wanted to do to me.
Aidan’s eyes bore into me and he let out a deep grunt. Then he leaned forward, grabbing me by my hips before he threw me over his shoulder. I gasped with joy.
Was there anything hotter than being manhandled by him?
I knew I wasn’t as light as a feather, but that’s how he made me feel when he carried me like that.
All the way to his bedroom, where he threw me on his bed.
I was curved on the edge of the bed. My stomach flat on it, while my knees were bent on the floor. He had my butt in his hands, molding and shaping me just the way he wanted.
Without another word, he parted my legs wide and penetrated my pussy from behind. Then he fucked me hard until we both came together, groaning and bursting at the seams.
When he was done, he slapped my butt and I fell forward in the bed. My pussy still throbbed. I was out of breath. I was sure I would end up crying.
But I didn’t cry. I had to hold it together, so I did. I couldn’t allow myself to fall apart like that because then Aidan would know for sure that something was up. I was surprised he didn’t already figure out I was hiding something.
“I’m going to have a shower,” he said, taking off his shirt.
I slipped into his bed, covering myself with the sheets in the hopes that I’d somehow be able to cover my shame and guilt too.
When I heard the shower come on, I sighed with relief, knocking my head back on the pillows and allowing myself to finally breathe a little.
Aidan was right—today was full on.
So much had happened, and now I felt too overwhelmed to keep doing this.
How much longer would I be able to deceive him like that?
As much as I wanted to protect my secret and keep my mother alive, I wasn’t a liar. That wasn’t who I was. When did I become one?
Now, the only thing I did was lie to and deceive Aidan. He didn’t deserve it. I didn’t deserve him.
I pressed my eyes close and started thinking about what options I had.
I could…end it? If I removed myself from the equation, then the Barons wouldn’t have anyone to threaten and use. Was it that simple?
Was I really allowing my mind to go to a dark place like that? I felt sick.
But then my eyes flew open when I realized I hadn’t heard anything from Aldo Baron in a few days. None of his men had shown up at the apartment.
In fact, it didn’t even seem like I was being followed or watched.
Was it possible that maybe…just maybe, they’d forgotten about me? Maybe they figured out how useless I would be to them and they’d just given up on ever extracting anything from me?
I felt an excited shudder run through me.
Aidan stepped out of the bathroom at that moment. His hair was damp. He had a towel wrapped around his waist. His torso was muscular and hard, chiseled and wide. His eyes landed on me and I sat up.
My breasts were there for him to take. My body was his.
I felt a sudden rush of relief at the thought that maybe the Barons had forgotten about me.
Today had been the best day I have had in a very long time.
Aidan came over and caught my face in both hands.
“Is it crazy that I missed you in the shower?” he asked.
I reached for him, wrapping my arms around his neck so he could pull me up.
“Yeah, everything about this is crazy,” I admitted.
