Total pages in book: 108
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103010 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 515(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 343(@300wpm)
I was crying again. Was that okay? I wondered hazily. I knew he liked my tears, but I cried a lot. I didn’t realize I had so many of them in me until Aidan unlocked them.
I arched off the bed when two fingers became three and he smacked me again. “Come, precious boy. Come for me,” he said, and I did. I screamed and spasmed, my whole body vibrating as my orgasm ripped through me and I was catapulted into the secret place Aidan’s dominance led me to. Where the world was fuzzy yet righted and I didn’t feel like I was on Earth.
“Christ, you are incredible. I’m so proud of you. You’re such a good boy, Finley. My precious warrior boy.” He was holding me and stroking me. When his fingers touched my lips, I didn’t have to think about it; I opened for him, took my load from him as he praised me and comforted me and led me back to the ground again.
When I came out of it, we were lying the right way in the bed, our heads on the pillows and my face in Aidan’s sweaty arm. I loved that he was always there when I needed him, giving me the care and encouraging words so I knew I did well.
“Can I lick it?” I asked, surprising myself.
Aidan seemed to hesitate…then raised his arm and nodded. Maybe it was weird, and maybe it was supposed to be gross, but it wasn’t to me because it was Aidan…my Sir. The hairs there were rough against my tongue. I savored each lick, the salty, musky taste of him going to my head. When I was finished, he held my face, and I looked at his lips. “You’ve never kissed me.”
“Do you want to be kissed?”
“Yes, Sir.”
He pulled me over so I straddled him. His hands were still on my cheeks, and he lowered my lips to his, not seeming to care I’d eaten our cum and licked up his sweat. His tongue swept my mouth possessively, owning me, commanding me as I kissed him back and savored this gift he was giving me.
Afterward, he pulled away and asked, “Everything we did…it was all okay? Nothing that you realize you don’t want to do again? Did I test limits you didn’t know you had?”
“No.” I shook my head. “It was perfect, and I loved it all. I would do it again right now if you’d let me.”
He chuckled. “I’m nearly twenty years older than you. It takes me a bit longer.”
“I can wait.” I would wait for Aidan forever if I had to.
Something changed in his eyes. They darkened for a moment, but not in anger, before the look was gone. He nodded. “I won’t ask you that every time, but I’m telling you now—never worry about using red or yellow. For this to work, I have to know your limits. I’ll push them, I’ll push you, yes, but if you can’t handle something or if I go too far, you have to tell me. If we do something and you later realize you would rather not do it again, tell me and we won’t. If you’re not honest with me that way, we can’t do this.”
“Yes, Sir. I’ll tell you. I promise.”
“Good boy,” he said, and God, I loved it. There was nothing like being Aidan’s good boy. “Just so you know, I get checked regularly. I have my latest results on my computer, which I can show you later. I’m STI-free. And you had the physical I told you to have earlier this year.”
I had. He’d made me go to the doctor, which I thought was lame, but I’d done it. I hadn’t ever fucked anyone in my life, but Aidan said it was important to have everything—not just my sexual head—checked yearly.
“You’re safe with me, and when I fuck you, it’ll be bare. Do you understand?”
A smile split my face. I couldn’t help it. I was dying to have my ass filled with Aidan’s load.
He could obviously see my joy at the thought because he grinned. “You’re incorrigible, you dirty boy. What am I going to do with you?”
Dominate me. Love me. Own me.
He kissed my forehead, pressed my face down until my cheek lay against his chest, and I let the beat of his heart lull me to sleep.
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Aidan
“I heard about what happened. Are you okay?” David asked as we went for a jog a couple of days later. His question didn’t surprise me. Although he didn’t know my past, he saw how I reacted when I lost a patient, and David was good at reading people. It was one of the things that made him a good Dominant.
“Yeah, I’m fine.” Fine was overselling it, but I was okay. She wasn’t the first patient I’d lost, and unfortunately, she likely wouldn’t be the last. I didn’t mean that in a callous way; it was the truth. There was no getting around it. Plus…Finley had helped. He had beautifully given me what I needed, and in that gift of submission, he had also found what he needed.