smut
again, I tried

My eyes widen. My heart beating faster as my brain proceeds the words he just told me. I don't know whether to feel surprised or aroused. What I know for sure is that my curiosity is on it's peak and that I need to find out what he means by what he just uttered.

"What?" I try hard not stutter as I look into his eyes. Anger and arousal is evident on them.

Aiden pulls me closer to him, bending his head so we're at eyelevel. "You fucking heard me. You're lucky there's others around because I would bend you over and spank that ass of yours raw for doubting us." He seethes lowly, his hands tightening around my waist as he glowers at me.

I breath shakily and remind myself to always have a second pair of underwear inside my purse. My core is throbbing and I'm afraid the wetness, coating my flesh will show through my dress. That's not possible right? Right?

My mouth opens and closes in shock. I probably look like a fish gaping for air as I try to find something to respond with but I don't have to because next thing I know, Aiden is looking over my shoulder with furrowed eyebrows.

"Come," he demands, a soft undertone in his voice as he unwraps his warm arms from around me. I instantly miss the warmth I felt through my dress and follow him off the dance floor. Still shocked by his words, I stumble behind him, the uncomfortable leather of my heels digging into my feet as we walk toward the table, occupied by my brothers.

"We need to go." Xavier rushes out as soon as we're in front of them. Hunter looks off into the distance, and unreadable look on his face.

"What happened?" Aiden asks, his eyebrows furrowing.

"Non credo che sia al sicuro qui." He mumbles, a look of worry across his face, something I don't see often. Despite not knowing what he just said, the way Aiden's jaw clenches and his hands ball into fists gives away that it wasn't something good.
(I don't think she's safe here.)

"Perchè?" Aiden asks, inching closer to me, his arm brushing my own.
(Why?)

"Puoi venire? Penso che avrò bisogno di protezione," My oldest brother answers, making Aiden nod swiftly and look around the ball, in a distressed manner.
(Can you come over? I think I'll need protection.)

"Yeah, can you translate, now?" I ask raising an eyebrow, expectantly. All three pairs of eyes snap to me, Hunter's holding a string of amusement.

"We're leaving." He tells me, wrapping an arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his side. I wrap my arm around his waist and furrow my eyebrows.

"Why?"

"Stop asking questions, Avery. Just follow Hunter outside we'll be right behind you." Xavier snaps, I look down at his harsh tone while Aiden glares at him, clearly unhappy by the way he spoke to me.

Mumbling a quiet 'okay', I glance at Aiden through my lashes and brush my fingers against his when Hunter leads me away.

We walk through the mass of people in comfortable silence and out the huge, hardwood, double doors. The cold December air greets my exposed skin as soon as we step foot on the nice concrete ground, making me shiver. Looking up at the midnight blue sky, I see tiny snowflakes falling down, only to melt away when they float softly onto the ground.

Hunter offers me his jacket as he notices my discomfort. "You'll get cold." I look up at him, hesitating to grab it from his extended hand.

He rolls his eyes in response and wraps it around my shoulders, "you'll get colder, sweetheart." It's my turn to roll my eyes at his lame excuse but thank him anyway.

Silence consumes us as we wait for the guys to come out so we can get into the Escalade awaiting us up front. My nerves are all over the place, part from the anticipation I'm feeling for what's to come once Aiden and I are by ourselves and part by the curiosity swirling inside me, by what the guys spoke about when we were inside.

"What were they talking about in there?" I decide to ask. Hunter's eyes snap from his phone to my own and the look from earlier crosses his face.

"Don't worry about it," he tries to send me a reassuring smile but I see right through him.

"Hunter, aren't I supposed to know about stuff if I'm going to work with you?" I raise an eyebrow.

"If, Aves. Nothing has been decided yet." He replies and looks back down on his phone as in a way of telling me that this conversation is over.

Sighing, I look back up at dotted sky once more before taking out my phone. I start reading when a message pops up. My insides fill with butterflies the second I see the words displayed under Aiden's name.

Aiden: wait in your room like a good girl and keep the dress on.

I decide not to correct his incorrect use of the first letter in the first word and instead type in a 'yes sir'. I don't realise how dirty my sentence sounds until after I send it and internally cringe.

Shivering under the fabric of the grey suit jacket, I'm thankful when the boys turn up and motion for us to get in the car. My eyes stay on Aiden's much taller figure for a little longer.

The ride home is silent, with unnoticed sexual tension between Aiden and I. I keep feeling his eyes burning holes into the back of my head as I sit in the seat in front of him. It makes me clench my thighs in hopes to relieve some of the pain of need, I feel between my legs.

It might've been a few hours since he was inside me but I want more of him. I need more of him. Without anything separating us.

The way he pounded inside my pussy, his large hands caressing my breasts roughly, his fingers teasing my most sensitive area...

I come back to reality when the car stops in front of the house. Taking a few shallow breaths to calm myself and my never ending nerves, I step outside and smile my thanks to the driver making him nod back politely.

"Xav?" Zach's distant shout is heard as soon as we enter through the front door. I hand Hunter my jacket and bend to take my heels off when my phone pings.

Aiden: keep the heels on.

My mouth parts slightly and I look at him through thick lashes before standing up straight and giving a discreet nod as I try to contain the blush on my face. A ghost of a smirk plays on his full lips.

The lips I need on me tonight.

"Sì?" Xavier yells back, "Tristan is out he said he won't be home!" Is Zach's response. I bite down on my lip anxiously and look down on the floor as guilt takes over once more. We need to tell them.

"Okay, go to sleep it's late!" He instructs our younger brother and starts walking toward his office. Hunter disappears down the other hall which leaves me and Aiden alone.

His eyes soften when he sees my face, taking quick steps toward me, he cups my cheeks with his warm hands and pecks my nose, "don't worry, baby, he'll come around and we will tell them eventually." His emerald eyes look down on mine and suddenly all of my worries wash away.

I wrap my arms around him and peck his neck when I stand on my tip toes. He stiffens and tightens his hand on my waist, the other sliding down to grab a handful of my pantie-free butt.

The squeeze he gives my left cheek before leaving for my brother's office leaves a promise of what's to come later tonight.

Watching his tall figure emerge down the hall I walk into the kitchen myself. Opening the fridge I look around. Do we have pineapple?

Scowling at myself, I grab a water bottle and make my way to my room.

.....

The door to my room opens softly. My heart starts beating faster in my chest as I walk out of my en-suite and am met with the green eyes of Aiden. His intense stare stays on my approaching figure. He stands tall, with his back to my door as he turns the lock with a soft click, his muscles flexing under his suit.

The dominance and authority radiating off his body makes me want to submit to his every command.

Standing before him, he wraps his arms around my waist and trails his eyes up and down my gown clad body, observing my submission to his previous order of keeping the dress on. I bite my lip, excitedly.

Aiden nods his head in approval and tucks a strand of my brown hair behind my ear, making me shiver in delight.

"Such a good girl," he coos with a ghost of a smile and trails a path of arisen skin across my collar bone and down the exposed valley of my breasts, with his forefinger, slowly.

My chest heaves under his touch when I breath in sharply. "I feel like punishing you." He looks back into my eyes, his voice dropping a few octaves.

I clench my thighs beneath the dress, the wetness pooling between my legs becoming too much. "Do you want that?"

"Yes." I respond boldly. The finger encircling my left nipple over the dress, makes my answer sound breathless.

"Do you know why I want to punish you, Ry?" Aiden's eyes remain on my chest, unlike his hands that drop to my waist once more. I miss them immediately. He doesn't give me a chance to answer, "because you doubted my feelings for you. I want you to fucking remember that you're the only one for me. That no one else matters. Because you're it for me, Ry." His sincere eyes fall on mine again, showing that he means every single word.

It suddenly feels stupid of me to be doubting him, because the second I look back into his eyes, the second he touches me, looks my way, he makes me feel special. Like I'm the only other person in the world with him.

Like I'm his world.

He yanks me into his body and connects our lips. I respond right away, opening my mouth to his dominant request of entrance. Arms wrapping around his neck, tongue dancing, passionately with his own.

The vibrations of my moans make him harden against me.

Aiden hoists me up and with some difficulty, because of the heavy gown, I manage to wrap my legs around his waist. His hands palm my ass, squeezing my cheeks, sending waves of electricity straight to my core.

He starts walking and all too soon he stops in front of my bed and puts me down. I need him against me again, but the daring look he gives me makes me stand in front of him like a statue as I wait for his next instruction.

Aiden pulls his suit jacket off before taking a seat on the edge of the bed and spreading his legs. My lip is going to bleed by how hard I'm biting it.

The next order leaving his mouth has my heart racing and my nipples harden.

"Strip and bend over my lap."

My eyes widen slightly a sense of insecurity taking over my body, but it all disappears when I look into his expectant eyes. Stop overthinking it. Before I know it, I slide the thin straps off my shoulders and let the black gown fall off me, in a thick, uneven pool of dark fabric.

A blush coats my cheeks instantly under his intense stare. It's as if his eyes have a touch of their own as they trail over me, spending more time on my breasts and dripping core.

It all happens too fast.

One second I'm standing before him and the next, I'm bent over his lap, my breasts squished between myself and his thigh and my ass hanging in the air exposed for him.

Only him.

"Are you nervous, baby?" His voice is husky and deep.

When I take a little too long to answer, he fists my hair and pulls. Hard. The pain sends waves of pleasure through me. My neck angles perfectly for his lips to brush over mine and his eyes to bore into my own.

"Answer." Aiden pulls my bottom lip between his teeth before realising it.

"No." I whisper, too desperate for what's to come, to speak any louder.

"Bene." He runs a hand down my spine. I arch my back, only for him to push it back up, by his palm on my exposed stomach. "Count." Aiden commands and rubs my right cheek with his palm.
(Good)

Butterflies is a minor description of what I'm feeling inside my stomach. My blush deepens and I try to find something to hold onto before the first blow comes but I'm all too late.

I jerk forward when the first slap lands on my flesh. The sounds of skin literally slapping against skin sounding all across the room.

My skin stings painfully and I wonder if something is mentally wrong with me for finding pleasure in it.

"One," I moan and unconsciously roll my naked core against his leg as I try to relieve some of the tension I'm feeling. He rubs my aching flesh soothingly mumbling something in Italian before landing his palm harder than before, on my other cheek.

I jerk forward again, moaning loudly as the pleasure of Aiden spanking me becomes too much. "Two." My eyes squeeze shut in satisfaction.

"Good girl," I can practically hear the smirk in his low voice. The vibrations of it makes my pussy twitch. He lands another slap, and another. Every time I count his spanks, the words sound breathless coming out of my mouth.

I await for his palm to land on one of my cheeks for the fifth time, but what he does instead surprises me pleasurably. Aiden trails his finger across my slit, making the junction of my thighs, damp by my folds.

"So wet for me." He rasps, the tip of his digit finding it's way to my clit. I throw my head back in pleasure, when he rubs in circular motions.

"Aiden, please." I groan, my head tilting back. I try to push down on his finger but he pulls it away the second I do.

"Tsk-tsk, tell me what you want." He hums lowly. I feel his finger hovering over my clit, brushing against it here and there.

"You," He slides his middle finger inside my tight hole, making me moan lowly, before he pulls it out again, continuing with his sweet torture. "I want you to continue what you're doing," I manage to grit out.

He chuckles lowly, rubbing my ass with his palm in slow, circular movements before landing another spank on my probably red flesh.

"I told you to count." Aiden grits when I take too long to enjoy the pleasurable pain he's inflicting me.

"Five," I pant breathlessly, squeezing my eyes shut.

Aiden pulls me on top of his lap, my legs straddling either side of his waist. My arms wrap tightly around his neck, while he holds my naked body securely.

Wrapping a hand around my neck, he connects our lips. He possesses my mouth with his tongue. I pull at the short hair strands at the nape of his neck, making him moan.

The growing bugle in his pants rubs against my bare core. I start grinding against him, he groans loudly. My wetness probably coats his pants by now, but my mind is too caught up in the moment to allow me to care and be embarrassed about it.

Aiden's fingers dig into the skin of my hips as he rolls my lower body on his hard dick. He starts joining my movements by thrusting upwards and the movement is enough to make my stomach clench in pleasure.

Our moans start filling my dim room and his hand starts roaming my body, settling over my breast and cupping it.

My heart makes summersaults inside me as he squeezes my flesh in his palm, rolling and tugging. My moans become louder as my hard nipple rubs against his smooth skin.

"Keep grinding," Aiden says gravelly against my lips.

His tongue explores every inch of my mouth as we keep our movements going.

His erection pushes against me in the most pleasurable way. Aiden starts sucking on my neck, leaving his marks behind. I have to bite into his shoulder to keep myself from screaming when a finger starts pumping in and out of me.

My clit rubs against the material of his pants. My breasts rubbing against his hard chest. I'm about to explode from all the pleasure when he stops.

Pulling away, I look at him desperately but he just slams our lips once more before standing up.

Aiden keeps whatever he has in mind going, when he sets me down on the bathroom floor. My eyes travel down his body on their own and settle on the outline of his dick, that's noticeable despite the minimal lighting inside my bathroom, before settling on his own.

He looks at me through hooded lashes, his plump lips hovering over mine.

I don't know what possesses me when I put my palm on his groin and rub. His dominance gets overtaken by me when his head tilts back by the pleasure I'm giving him. When my lips find the tender skin on his neck.

When I suck and kiss, where he kept kissing me before.

Slowly, I start undoing the bottoms of his shirt, lingering the tips of my fingers on his tattooed skin before moving to the next.

My mouth moves down his body when he grabs my wrist, stopping me. "You don't have to do this, baby."

The pulsating pain between my legs gets more prominent at the sound of his voice. "I want to," I reply.

A dark look crosses his face, and his hands grab my hair roughly. I moan. He pushes his hard groin against my stomach, "then get down on your knees like a good girl and suck." He empathises the last word, eyes looking deep into my own.

I don't hesitate to obey his order, the skin of my knees hitting the rough, tiled surface in my bathroom as my face levels with the large bulge beneath his pants.

Gulping nervously, I grab his zipper and zip it down. My fingers shaking lightly. I haven't done this before. Ever. Books might've been a guidance but when the moment is here, everything seems fake information.

"I don't know how I'm-I'm going to...." I whisper, holding high onto his boxer clad thighs.

He grabs my chin in his hand and tilts my head up, "I'll guide you, just suck."

Pulling down his boxers, his erection stands to attention in front of me. "Put my cock in your mouth and suck," He groans out when I wrap my hand around the base of his dick.

Taking him inside my mouth, I do as he says sucking and lapping my tongue against his hard shaft. Aiden throws his head back and lets out an uncontrollably loud groan.

His fingers fist my hair and he starts thrusting inside my mouth. My hand starts pumping around his base as I gag, but he doesn't stop.

"You look so good on your knees." He moans, shutting his eyes right after. I moan around his dick, the vibrations of the sound make him twitch inside my mouth.

Looking up at Aiden, I see the sharp lines of his jaw, the veins on his stretched throat outlining his tattooed skin.

He pulls out of my mouth completely and looks me in the eyes when he slams right back in. "...so good when I fuck your pretty face." Aiden whispers.

My pussy gets wetter at the dirty words he tells me and the pleasure he's experiencing. I start rolling my hips against my calves, trying to relieve some of the aching need.

Aiden keeps thrusting into my mouth, groaning and moaning. His moves get slower so I take it to myself and pump the part of his cock I can't suck faster.

"Ry..." His breathing heaves, the hold around my hair gets tighter. My name has never sounded better. He starts tugging painfully hard but yet again, the only thing I receive from it is pleasure.

My breasts bounce by