My Childhood Bully is a Mafia Boss-Chapter 20

"Aidan, stop it!" I said, trying to sound firm, but my voice wavered as I felt his hand slowly running down my back.

"No can do, princess. Admit it, you had a sexy dream, and that’s why you are blushing."

"You are wrong," I said again, not so convincingly.

I gasped at the sudden movement, my eyes flying open as Aidan flipped me onto my back. His handsome face was close to mine, his eyes smoldering with an intensity that made my body shudder.

Suddenly, his lips were on mine, silencing my protests. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting like mint and all things Aidan.

My nipples hardened under my thin nightgown from his touch, and I squirmed beneath him. This wasn’t supposed to feel so good! I tried to push him away, but he was too strong. He slid one hand up my side, cupping my breast through the fabric of my nightgown, and I arched into the contact without thinking.

"Aidan," I moaned against his lips as he cupped my breast, teasing the hardened bud through my nightgown.

"You can deny me all you want, Ivy, but your body doesn’t lie," he whispered. I felt his hand between my legs, his fingers sliding against my wetness.

All I wanted was to despise him, but the rough caress of his fingers against my most intimate areas sent shivers of pleasure through my body.

I moaned louder, bucking my hips against his hand. I couldn’t believe it was happening, but I wanted more.

"I love seeing you like this, Ivy. So fucking pretty," he rasped.

Funny...I never thought I’d hear those words from Aidan Blackwood of all people.

With a smirk that spread across his face, Aidan sat up straight, clearly enjoying the power he held over me. My heart raced in my chest as I tried to catch my breath, my face burning with embarrassment.

"Spread your legs for me," he ordered.

His tone suggested he wouldn’t take no for an answer, so I did what he asked.

His fingers danced around my entrance, teasing and probing until they finally found what they were looking for - my swollen clit. He circled it gently at first, sending shivers of pleasure coursing through me. Then he pressed hard against it with his thumb while using two fingers to slowly penetrate me.

I inhaled sharply as he hungrily kissed down the path of my stomach and then down to my pussy.

Aidan lowered his face and started to eat me out.

I moaned and arched my back as Aidan’s tongue delved deep inside me, flicking and swirling against my most sensitive areas. I couldn’t believe I was letting him do this to me, but the pleasure was too intense to resist.

He knew exactly what he was doing, and it was driving me crazy. Each lick and suck sent me closer to the edge, and I could feel my body building towards an explosive climax.

But just as I was about to reach that blissful release, he suddenly stopped and pulled away from me with a smug grin on his face.

"What are you doing?!" I gasped, panting heavily. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"Teasing you," he replied coyly.

I groaned in frustration. He was enjoying this far too much. "Well...stop," I said weakly.

"How about we make things a bit more...interesting?" he asked in a mysterious tone.

What the hell was he talking about?

"Wait here," he said, getting up and leaving before I had the chance to ask.

My heart beat faster, knowing this situation was spinning far from the way I had ever imagined. My feelings for him never changed. I still loathed him. This was only sex and nothing more.

I heard him rummaging around in his drawer, moving things around, making sounds that made me shiver. I closed my eyes for a moment, taking deep breaths as I tried to prepare myself for whatever was coming next.

Suddenly, he returned with a pair of handcuffs dangling from his fingers. My eyes snapped open in surprise at the sight of them. "What are those for?" I asked warily.

"To make things interesting, of course," he replied with a wicked grin.

"Nn...no way! I am not letting you cuff me," I protested.

He smirked again, hovering over me. "Oh, but you will," he said, his voice low and commanding.

I tried to push him away, but his strength held me in place. "I won’t," I argued, both frightened and aroused by the situation unfolding before me.

"You will," he repeated, pinning my wrists to the bed behind my back with one hand while the other cuffed them together tightly.

My heart raced as he stepped back, studying his handiwork. "What are you doing?" I asked between heavy breaths.

"Like I said. Making things more interesting." His eyes held a glint of mischief and something else too—something that made my stomach drop. As if in slow motion, I watched as he climbed onto the bed and straddled my hips, pinning me down with his weight.

My body trembled at his touch as he ran his hand down my side gently, stopping at the hem of my nightshirt. He pulled it up slowly over my head and tossed it on the floor.

I lay there helplessly. "Why do you have to cuff me? It’s not like I was planning to run away," I snapped.

He chuckled darkly, his lips brushing against my ear. "It’s not about running away. It’s about giving up control," he whispered. "Now say you want me to fuck you."

My heart raced even faster at his words and I felt a surge of fear mixed with excitement run through me. "I won’t say it," I said stubbornly.

He leaned back, studying my face with a smug look in his eyes. "Oh, Ivy, you will," he said confidently.

I glared at him and tried to kick him off me, but he was too strong. "No, I won’t say it. If you want to fuck me, just do it," I hissed.

"Say it or I will keep teasing you," he threatened, trailing kisses down my neck and across my chest.

I bit my lip to hold back a moan as his lips worked their way down my body towards my breasts. He flicked his tongue over one nipple before sucking it into his mouth, sending sparks of pleasure through me.

"Say you want me to fuck you hard," he growled against my skin.

A mixture of arousal and indignation washed over me at his words. How could he expect me to say something like that? But at the same time, the thought of him fucking me hard sent shivers down my spine.

"No...I can’t," I said weakly.

His hand slid down between my legs, rubbing my clit and making me squirm beneath him.

"Yes, you can," he said firmly, applying more pressure with his fingers until I couldn’t resist the urge to moan.

I closed my eyes and bit my lip, trying to hold back the words.

His fingers continuously teased and pleasured me, but as soon as I was about to reach my climax, he would stop. It was pure torture.

"Say it, Ivy," he growled in my ear. "Say it, or I will do this all night. I won’t let you cum."

I couldn’t take it anymore; I couldn’t stand this teasing any longer. "Fine...I...I want you to fuck me...hard," I panted out.

A satisfied grin spread across his face. "That wasn’t so hard," he said with a smirk as he took his pants off and positioned himself at my entrance.

"I fucking hate you," I panted out.

He laughed darkly and then slammed into me hard.

I gasped, feeling my body stretch to accommodate his size. It was rough, but it felt so good. I couldn’t believe how good it felt to have him inside me after all that teasing. Our hips slammed together in rhythm, creating a loud slapping sound that filled the room.

The sensation of his hands on my body mixed with his hardness inside me made me see stars. My walls squeezed him tightly, and I felt myself unable to hold back any longer. My breathing became labored as I felt myself getting closer to the edge, but just when I thought I would lose control, he pulled out and slapped my ass hard.

I groaned. What now?

"Beg me to make you come," he commanded hoarsely.

"What?" I whimpered this time.

"Beg. Say please, sir, I want you to make me cum," he commanded again. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and yanked my head back.

Ugh!

"Please, sir. I want you to make me cum," I said through gritted teeth. My wrists were starting to hurt from the handcuffs digging into my skin, but that pain was nothing compared to my overwhelming need for orgasm.

With a smirk, he plunged back in, going deeper than before, hitting my G-spot perfectly with each thrust. The bed squeaked beneath us as we moved together.

His grip on my hair tightened slightly as he picked up the pace, leaving red marks on my skin.

Even though it hurt, a part of me loved it because it felt like he needed me just as much as I needed him in that moment.

He growled low in his throat and buried his head into the crook of my neck while nipping at my skin playfully, causing goosebumps to rise all over my body. The smell of his sweat mixed with cologne filled the air around us, making me lightheaded from arousal alone.

"Fuck yes," he groaned against my skin, which only encouraged him to go harder still.

His hips pumped faster now, each stroke hitting deep within me, sending shockwaves throughout my body until finally...finally...I couldn’t hold back anymore.

"Aiden!" I screamed out his name as my core contracted around him, milking every drop of his essence from him as we both shuddered in release.