Chapter 10

Nina Hayes POV

“Aiden, please…” I moaned in his ear as my body quivered to Aiden’s hands, moving in-between my legs.

“No,”  he whispered in my ear, his hot breath sent shivers down my spine. His command made me fold even more. I felt the urge to release liquid, my legs shook. It was now or never….

And then, just when his thrust was getting me there.

Just when Aiden had grabbed my hair in a rough twist, pounding me from behind.

Riding me like a wild horse.

He grabbed my neck from behind, restricting my airways, pressuring my lungs to work harder.

Pounding my pussy so hard, I felt a heartbeat there.

I felt a single tear roll down my cheek.

I grabbed Aiden with my hands that were stretched to the back, wrapped around his waist, feeling every rhythmic moment as he danced inside me.

Just when I felt the light coming.

Just when I could feel my wetness slipping down my thighs.

When I felt I was seconds away from my climax. My slice of heaven, Aiden stopped.

He shoved me off the way, pushing me as hard as he could and fast.

I ducked faster; if I hadn't, I probably would have crashed into the wall and split my head in two.

I got up again, face red with malice.

“What the heck was that, Aiden?!! What the actual fu'ck! You nearly squashed my head.”

When Aiden turned, he had a mischievous grin.

“You liked that, didn't you?”

My forehead wrinkled. “What?”

He sighed, running his hand through his hair. Aiden had a little sass to him today.

“Aiden!”

His eyes met mine again just as I was. Naked, hair scattered, eyes darkened.

He said nothing, leaving me to his restroom. I was still waiting for a response when I heard the shower head come on.

My jaw dropped to the floor. What the heck was even that?

I felt anger simmering inside, my insides twisted with hate.

Hatred towards the man I had once loved with everything inside me. The man who had spent the last one hour roughly handling me.

I finally managed to pull myself together, gathering my clothes off the floor, I took a tissue, wiped his semen off my thighs, threw them in the bin, wiped my face too, and then started with my underwear.

Aiden came out then. His hair wet from the shower, he wore only a towel around his waist. Droplets of water dripped down his hair, dripping down to his shoulder and waist.

He stopped drying his hair. “Nina.”

I turned, eyes glaring, I was in the middle of putting my jeans on when he stopped me.

“Take it off.”

“What?”

“I said, take it off!” His voice grew deeper, firmer.

“Why?”

“Because I said so.” His eyes were on me, his gaze heavy and darkened. “The contract says you do whatever I ask of you, don't forget that.”

He was right. Before we started, Aiden handed me the contract in hard copy. It was a few sheets of paper with rules and regulations he expected me to follow.

AND THIS CONTRACT CAN NOT BE BROKEN BY THE SIGNEE, ONLY THE ONE WHO ISSUED THE CONTRACT. IF BROKEN, THE SIGNEE WILL ACCEPT ANY FORM OF PUNISHMENT AS MENTIONED BY THE INITIATOR…

Bottom page. Right next to where my signature was supposed to be. 

And yes, I signed it. I had no choice.

“What do you want, Aiden?” I did as I was told. One foot into my pants, another hanging.

His mischievous grin returned, his eyes brighter than before. He had that look on him whenever he thought of something wicked.

“I don't want you wearing panties whenever you come here.” He stated boldly.

“You've got to be kidding me.” 

But Aiden wasn't kidding, and to show me just how serious he was, he walked to me.

His eyes narrowed from mine to my chest. My breasts were still bare. I didn't have time to put on a bra.

Aiden's eyes lingered between my chest, my eyes, my lips, and my nipple until finally, his mouth scooped my already erect nipples in one swipe.

A moan escaped my lips. I gasped.

“Aiden…”

Aiden was good at this. His lips snatched my areola fast, his tongue lingering round my nipples while he flickered with the other nipples with his hands.

I felt my legs shake, my stamina was leaving, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.

Aiden's touch, no matter how much I hated to admit it, always got to me.

My head leaned backward, with just enough space for his hands to slide in, and they did.

He found my clitoris thickened, a little heartbeat pumping inside.

“I've always liked this pussy of yours.” He whispered. “And no matter what happens, it belongs to me. Only me. You hear me?”

I couldn't care less whatever he said; my head was on cloud nine already.

His hands slid even further, digging two fingers in. His hands started to move.

In.

Out.

In.

Out.

“Faster….” I couldn't help myself. Another tear escaped my eyes, my mouth was left wide open.

Aiden obeyed. He pushed me off the bed, tore my pants off my bum, shoved me back in bed, his hands pushed my legs right above my head, my pink hole exposed.

I saw Aiden get down on his knees. He had a wicked smile on his lips.

My heart throbbed. I knew what was next.

“Aiden…. Please!”

Aiden wouldn't listen. His head forwarded, I felt a cold chill run down my spine as his lips grabbed my clitoris again. His tongue wiggled to the middle, pushing forward and backward for seconds.

They turned into minutes.

My legs stopped shaking soon, they grew numb from pleasure. Tears rolled down my face like flood, I threw my head backwards, I grabbed Aiden, pushing his tongue further down. My ejaculation… he was almost getting it.

Just a little more.

Aiden slid his two fingers inside again.  They came with another wave of pleasure. 

Pleasure that made me want to pee.

My knuckles buckled, but Aiden tore them open. He glared at me.

“Never close those legs again for me.”

I swallowed hard. My bladder pumped, and just as his head returned to take me, I felt a burst down there..

I was too afraid to look down, but when I did, Aiden’s face was covered in liquid.

He looked at me with a cruel smile.

“Looks like you squirt too. You dirty little bi’tch…”