PERSYOral sex had never been good for me. Trevor never let me enjoy it; he was always doing it wrong. He would use his teeth most times, and not in a sexy way. It hurt, more than I enjoyed it, but something told me it would be a different experience with Aiden—everything was different with Aiden.He knelt between my legs, and it made me sort of giddy, and well, scared too. Giddy, because well, he was the Almighty Aiden Bates, and he was kneeling before me… practically. Scared because, well, this was really happening."Relax, doll." He whispered against my weeping yoni and I moaned from how good it felt. Of course, he would realize when I wasn't comfortable."It's going to be a little difficult to do that," I confessed with an awkward laugh. He held my gaze for a few seconds, then whilst still looking into my eyes with his deep gray ones, he placed his thumb on my clit and gently rubbed on it. I threw my head back from the intense pleasure.Oh, fuck, that felt so good."Sex was never

AIDENI came to meet Clara in my office, seated in one of the waiting chairs. She flashed me a smile on seeing me, one which I did not bother returning. Clara here, is my mom, more specifically—my stepmom. She has been my mom since I was four, and it was very easy to forget the stepmother tag at this point.Clara was not a bad woman, but she was not the best either. For one, I hated the way she was very quiet, easily manipulated. I understood the fact that she got married to Pops at a young age, but still, she had gotten too old to keep acting so damn naive.We literally had no relationship, cordial or whatsoever. We only spoke and acted all loved up in public when the need arose, it was the reason why I was confused as to why she had come to visit."What are you doing here?" I asked her after making myself comfortable on my work chair. Clara just stood up from the waiting chair and began to walk towards me, stopping to sit on the chair opposite me with my office desk between us. I

PERSYTrevor dashed back into Nelly's apartment as soon as he whirled around and saw Aiden standing behind him. I saw Aiden struggle to control himself not to join him inside, his eyes stayed on me instead, his expression rigid as fuck.Me? I was just so freaking tired, I really needed to get some rest. "Aiden, I can explain this, it's really not what you think." I started."Couldn't even wait to change out of your work clothes before going to meet your lover?" He just asked calmly. "Trevor is my ex, not my—""This is what you both do here, right? It's why you're always locked up in your apartment..." He spoke, his voice still that deadly calm that most people—including me, were terrified of."Can we... Can we go to my apartment and talk about this?" I did not wait for a response as I rushed towards my apartment afterwards.He did not follow immediately, but a few seconds after I entered, the door opened and slammed close again."You really want me to get rid of him." I turned arou

PERSYI was not allowed to argue the decision with him. In two days, my things were moved to his impeccable mansion and I was driven to his place as well.The shocking part about this was that Sam had once told me that Aiden hardly let anyone that was not family, or his two helps, or Sam himself, into his house. He had said that Kassie was only allowed inside twice, and not for long. He said he would love to see the day that Aiden allowed someone share his house with him. Unfortunately, he did not stick around long enough to see this day, I thought sadly.I wondered why Aiden was the way he was, though. Why did not let anyone into his house? Was he hiding something? And if he was, what could it be?I stood in front of the tall, tall mansion, my mouth an 'O' from how immaculate the view was. It was almost like it was the first time I had been here, when in fact it was not. I guess I was just mostly thrilled and fascinated because I was not just visiting this time, I was here to stay. T

AIDENI did not know why, but this did not feel sexual at all. This did not feel like a hug before sex or between friends with benefits. It felt like more. So fucking much more, and I did not want to let go. She stylishly pushed me off after a while, though and I reluctantly let her go.Smiling, she muttered, "You must have really worked hard for that position. I'm so sorry it had to be taken away from you. No one deserves that. Am I permitted to say that your mom fucked up big time?""Watch the language." I spoke on reflex, deciding that I did not like the sound of foul words from her. She muttered a ‘sorry’ at once, though I could spot how she rolled her eyes mildly. So cheeky, this one. I let it slide, though."So… is there anything I can do to help?" She inquired with a genuinely worried expression on her face. When I looked down at her supple cleavage suggestively, she lodged her index finger under my chin and forced my head up. "Anything apart from sex. Something friends do fo