Cassian Rourke
This very moment was what I needed. I denied it but it was unavoidable.
Seeing Aiden in front of my penthouse as I was lost with the chaos within me, was the answer I needed.
"You're so pathetic"
Aiden said as he pulled away from our intense making out session.
"Why?"
I asked as I hurriedly ripped his shirt apart. Looking at his beautiful chiseled abs. My cock couldn't wait anymore.
What had started in the elevator as a mere tease grew into this passionate display that was happening right now in my penthouse.
"Just look at you. Look at your cock. You couldn't even pretend to miss me for a minute. Your entire body is starved of my touch"
He said as he climbed the bed. I hated how right he was. I didn't want to admit it but, yes. Aiden felt like the answer to everything.
"Don't get ahead of yourself just yet. You're the one that came here looking for me. If you didn't miss this, you wouldn't be here"
I jumped on the bed and the look of shame had enveloped his face. It was quite clear he wasn't going to admit that he come here looking for me.
The thought of that made me smile. I wasn't the only one at the receiving end after all.
"Enough talk, turn around"
I said as I pulled down his briefs. I'd had enough of playing already and getting teased.
"So you squeezed my cock in the elevator?"
Said as I threw his briefs to the ground. His hands covered my cock that was more erect than any building in New York at the moment.
"Fucckkk"
I moaned as he used his hands to massage it. The pleasure had my nipple hardened. I loved it.
I looked at him as he smirked. He had the look of lust and the devil in his eyes.
"You're so used to being in control. You think you're this big bad wolf that everyone is going to be scared of, Cassian"
He said as he closed into my ear and whispered:
"But I see through you. I see you for who you are. You're a weak pathetic little kid."
At this point his hand was thrusting up and down my cock and I could feel the pressure bending inside me to cum.
"Fu-fu-u-cc-k"
I managed to say before he removed his hands and used his mouth instead. The pressure reduced a little bit then he pushed my hand towards his cock and asked.
"Do you feel how hard you make me?"
He was stone hard, I could feel it only getting harder as his mouth was on my cock.
Taking it in and out. I could feel him sucking my cock to the point, it felt lifeless. It felt like I was about to cum.
How had he done this to me? I had experienced so much of this that no type of blow job could make me cum.
From the back of bars, club toilets and restaurants I'd had too many experiences but all of them didn't come close.
But now, Aiden was about to change that. I could feel myself exploding in his mouth.
"Fuck!"
I yelled at the release of the sweetest sensation a man could ever ask for.
I pulled out my cock from his mouth and laid down beside him. I couldn't look at him. I didn't even know why, was it shame, embarrassment or guilt?
I had just let him dominate me but worse of all I was letting him into my walls. My vulnerability was shaky.
But then he turned my face and looked at me as he swallowed my cum.
"You're so tasty"
He said as he licked his lips. This experience was new to me. Why did it even happen? Was he that special?
"Now, turn around. It's your turn to make me cum"
I didn't fight back, I let him turn me around and put his cock inside me.
He won. I didn't have to fight back, I didn't want to.
***
"Wake up sleepy heads"
A voice that I had never heard before woke me from my sleep.
I was too dazed but I struggled to finally open my eyes.
What did I see? I see a woman, dressed in a black tight mini dress looking at me.
I rub my eyes to see if I'm dreaming because confusion hits me harder than waves from an ocean. Why is there a woman in my penthouse?
"Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The agitation in my voice is obvious and clear.
"You're asking the wrong questions Cassian Rourke"
From the way she stressed my name it was quite obvious that she knew me well but how didn't I know who she was.
"You haven't still answered my question"
She ignores me and walks to the table and pulls out an apple and takes a bite.
"Okay, I'll just ignore the fact that you're naked and you're in bed with a man. Oh sorry your lover"
The moment she mentions that, I remember Aiden and everything that happened last night.
Apparently seeing her had infuriated me to the point that I forgot I was naked.
"How did you get in here? Who let you in?"
I asked as I pulled my pants and wore them.
"Sorry, I can't look away. But I must say I saw what he saw"
She makes a silly joke about my cock size and Aiden as he she points at him.
At this point I've lost all my patience. I grabbed her hand and took her to the elevator.
"Get out and don't come back here again"
But she pulled her hand away. And hands me her phone.
"Take, it's your father, he wants to talk to you"
I look at her sternly and cautiously before I collect the phone.
"Hello"
I say hoping and praying it's not him
"Cassian, I see that Charlotte arrived sooner than expected."
"What? You sent her?"
I could feel my chest rising beyond the temperature in the room. I was boiling.
"I really wanted to introduce her personally but since it's already decided that you're getting married. I just wanted to pick someone who is polished, elegant, and is also trained in the art of giving people the version of herself they want. She can play any role you give her"
He says as he chuckles. In the midst of my heated anger I still try to talk calmly.
"I can tell she's observant, calculating at every glance. I can also tell she's hiding something, but I don't have the energy to look deeper. In all honesty, I don't care. Just get her out of here"
As I hang up the phone. I knew my father wasn't going to stop. Nothing stops Alaric Rourke.
My father had been watc
hing my interaction with Aiden, he had his eyes on me and it was frustrating me. It was as if my compliance had become inevitable at this point.