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Chapter 16 Part 3


He gently laid me on his exercise bench. The cold vinyl hit my wet naked back. Aaron slowly made himself comfortable on top of me.

Aaron kissed me, trailing down on my jaw. His wet tongue caressed my breast, trapped my nipple in his teeth—teasing me. Fondled them any other way he desired. I arched. The moan escaped my throat.

“Are you ready to play?” He looked at me with cruel intentions.

“What do you have in mind?” I asked. Aaron smirked.

He left me there vulnerable and naked and made his way behind me. All I could hear was a noise of weights dropping. I became nervous, and my breathing turned to anticipate pants.

“Hold this.” He’d pulled the bar low. Aaron was standing over my head. I had to roll my eyes back to look at him.

I took hold of the bar, and as soon as he left it alone in my hands, I felt the tug and stretch in my arms and obliques—the weight was not too heavy. It was just right.

He leaned down.

“Don’t move and keep your elbow slightly bend, it will hurt less,” he instructed. “And don’t let go until I say so,” he said wickedly and planted a kiss on my forehead. “Do you understand Jess?” He commanded.

I swallowed the lump in my throat and gave him a nod.

“Good girl.” Aaron came around, moving slowly, trailed his fingers from my elbow to my armpit, over my breast, tickling me on purpose. He’d a smile on his face that tells how much he liked watching me whimper. “I’m not into S&M, but... the things I want to do with you.” Aaron stood in front of me, taking his time gazing lasciviously at me.

I shattered into pieces when he ripped off my underwear. He spread my legs apart and looked at my open state. I felt very helpless and very, very exposed.

“Beautiful,” he said.

He went down to his knees in front of my sex as if kneeling before a queen.

The slightest touch of his wet mouth made me arch my back. I almost lost the grip on the bar. With slow strokes of his tongue, he started licking my most sensitive place.

“Aaron, A..ha..” I stammered.

My moans brought confidence in him, and he swept and slurped his tongue all over me. Things were getting moist and dense. He chased his ambition of lust, moistening me more and more. He was fucking me with his tongue. My tight grip on the bar started to hurt my arms and shoulder, every limb burned, but I don’t dare to let go. My spine began to tingle with pain, and the sweat made my skin sticky on the vinyl upholstery, which made it very uncomfortable. The shock of pleasure my body was experiencing was thrilling, but my arms were trembling like a dry leaf on a branch.

“I can’t hold it any longer,” I yelled—my voice was unstable. “Aaron...” I called gritting my teeth.

“Don’t move.” He growled, and I whimpered.

The combination of stress and pleasure continued to tease me.

“Aahh....god Aaron, let me go, please.” My arms were shaking—shaking badly. My cry and my moans were mixing. The man was good with his skillful tongue.

“Aaron....please,” I begged, almost on the verge of crying.

“Drop it.” He commanded, and I dropped the bar.

“Ouch.” I winced from the aching pain. I felt the damn workout.

Aaron carried me in his arms and gently put me on the bed. He then picked up the Target bag and removed a small packet of... oh! He’d purchased condoms.

Is he seriously going to continue? After what he’d made me go through just now, Jesus.

“You’re mean,” I told him, and he chuckled.

“That was just a warm-up, Jess. The real workout is above to start now.” He straddles me, then ripped the packet and rolled the rubber over his already supreme hard penis.

“Do you trust me, Jess?” He asked in a soft voice. I looked straight into his blue. “More than myself.”

“It’s not going to be pleasant at first.” He caressed my cheek with his knuckles. “It’ll hurt a little,” he said in preparing me. “I’ll try to be gentle.” Softly he whispered against my lips and gave me a soft peck.

‘Try?’ I swallowed hard. Aaron parted my legs and made himself comfortable between my thighs.

Delighted with his gentle penetration, I let out a faint gasp.

“Aaron,” I grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him near. “I feel you.”

He chuckled. “I’m not even completely in.”

“Seriously?” I gaped. He chuckled again and sunk deep into me.

"Oh!" I felt that.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes." I saw him straight.

“I’m going to start to move.” He said, informing me. I felt a million different emotions going through my mind. ‘This was it. It’s happening. I could never go back or reverse it.’

“Jess, are you okay? Look at me.” He called since I’d my eyes shut tightly.

But when I saw him, all my fear vanished, and I could tell he was totally into me.

“If you don’t-”

“No,” I cut him off and grabbed his face. “I. Want. You.” I said confidently and saw him into his eyes.

Aaron leaned down and kissed me, and he jumped right in and began to move with slow, graceful strokes in a controlled manner, repeatedly moving back and forth.

My hands roamed his naked back.

At first, he was moving slowly with his thrust, I appreciated those, then he picked up his pace slamming into me with intensity, it became something much more, and suddenly I felt a jolt—a thunderstruck!


It was now sure with him. I was no longer a virgin, and its pristine condition was now beautifully ruined.

He was fast but steady with his hip rhythm. Aaron lifted me from the waist and bore inside me even more profoundly. I bit my lower lip to suppress my unpleasant voices as I was feeling him inside me. “Don’t hold back. I want to hear your moans.” He said, looking me into my eyes, and the moan echoed from my mouth.

He was going too fast, and his thrusts became desperate. It was passionate but somehow still gentle.

“You look sexy as hell under me, Jess.” His whole body was moving between my thighs. It carried me with him and thrilled me.

“Jess...” He saw me.

The passion, the excitement was rising beyond control. Aaron moved wickedly inside me, proving his confidence.

“Aaron...” I saw him. He took my mouth, and our tongue danced together.

The deep-seated sexual pain within us grew towards the climax of triumph. Aaron’s action became powerful. His head was buried in my neck, huffing his breath on me. In contrast, his lower body was moving vigorously. I felt dizzy with pleasure and then--Oh my god! I moaned his name so loud, I had my first orgasm, and it was like a supernova. Aaron grunted, at the same time. He arched, releasing his orgasm, and then collapsed over me.

It wasn’t just sex. It was pleasure, love, desire, and passion altogether.

I was sleepier than ever from all the remarkable excursions, the physical exertion he’d made me go through today, in addition to our lovemaking, had turned me into a boneless mess. I was exhausted.

He swaddled me inside his body frame. I cuddled into his chest and closed my eyes as he rubbed my back. I began to relax, and my mind slowed down. The constant stroke on my back made me fall asleep.


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