Chained Princess

Chapter 20: Starved

K I A R A ' S P. O. V

Grabbing another slice of cheesy pepperoni pizza, I tipped my head back on Aaron's shoulders, letting a quiet quaint moan slip from my mouth. "This is heaven."

"Oh really?" He remarked from underneath, raising his perfectly sculpted eyebrow. How the f**k were they so symmetrical?

I grinned lavishly, taking another bite. "I would f**k this pizza so hard, just for another cheesy bite. Mm..." The cheesy melted as it hit my tongue, and I licked my lips, cleaning away any remnants of sauce.

"f**k, now I'm jealous of a pizza." Aaron sulked. Laughing, I wiped my hands and pushed the empty pizza box away. We had spent the last twenty minutes devouring the extra large pizza, and suddenly I no longer had an appetite for food.

Turning in his lap, I wound my arms around his neck and my mouth fell agape. From the corner of my eyes, I could see a bouquet of bright blue roses arranged delicately in a vase.

"Are those..."

He followed my eye line and smirked. "Blue roses, of course. And there's also this," Grabbing his phone, he pressed play and suddenly the lights dimmed as the speaker played the soft sultry tune of a familiar song.

"I recognise this. Where do I know it from?"

"It's the song that was playing the night I first saw you dancing."

"I was dancing to this?" I expected some crazy loud Rhianna song, not this slow seductive piece.

"Yes, you don't remember?"

"I was drunk off my heels, I barely remember anything from that night. But you do." Guilt pierced my skin. I should remember the first time we met, I should remember what he was wearing, how he looked at me, the touch of his hands on my skin.

"It's okay that you don't remember. You were drunk."

"I wish I wasn't. Most of the mistakes I made in my life were because I was drunk. I slept with Tristan because of it...many times and you...that night."

"That night was my fault. I took advantage."

"No you didn't Aaron. I remember it, very vividly and if you hadn't then I would have someone else."

He sighed softly, and stroked my cheek, forcing me to look at him. "We both used s*x to escape."

"I think I still do, with Alessi...most times I couldn't finish unless I envisioned you. Other times I forced myself to forget everything and just focus on the pleasure. It's rare that during s*x I can just...enjoy?" I stupidly admitted. "God, sorry. That was too much."

"No, it wasn't. I want to know these things, I want to know so I can help you."

"Aaron," I didn't deserve this man. I saw how much he did for me now, appreciated it a hell of a lot more but if we had s*x then, I was essentially giving in. Again.

"I know what you're thinking and yes, it may be stupid of us to have s*x tonight. We might get caught up in it, forget what all of this is really about it, or it could be the best s*x of our lives because we're finally opening up to each other. You know I love you, and I know you love me. That in itself is a huge step. Let me pleasure you, Princess. Let me make love to you."

I felt his eyes bore into my soul, the unwavering plead for my to trust him hanging over both our hands cautiously. He loved me. He had defied every principle he had ever had to love me. The least I could do, was try.

Leaning in, I kissed him. It was slow and hesitant, like I was a virgin making the first move. In some ways, I did feel vulnerable and scared. I was terrified of everything that could go wrong, I wasn't focusing on the moment.

I felt Aaron's tongue slid into my mouth and suddenly I was grounded. The world around me no longer existed and oxygen wasn't my source of air anymore, he was.

His large calloused hands ran up and down my spine, trailing teasingly along the pearl buttons that held up my dress. Nervously, I fumbled with his shirt buttons, undoing them carelessly, sloppily. Laughing as I failed and failed again to undo the last one.

I pulled back, just as he did. His eyes had darkened with erotic lust, traced the deep cut of my dress that swept down between my breasts. Leaning back, I slipped off the straps, watching as his eyes followed the way they brushed down past my elbows.

He looked delicious, sat there panting hungrily like a starved man, with his shirt played open, abs rippled for my delight. Yet, he didn't make a move. His fists clenched the arms of the chair but he didn't took me, he didn't rip open my dress and throw me onto the table.

Instead, he was waiting for me to be comfortable, to take control first.

Reaching back, I undid the three buttons, and slowly peeled down the top of my dress. His gaze turned ravenous as my breasts popped out, n*****s brown and hardened for his taste.

I rose up gently, letting my hands dig into the back of his hair and gently tugged back. Licking my lips, I devoured his, marking them with the deep stain of my lipstick.

"Aaron, I need you to take control. I...I want you too." Submissive in the bedroom had always been my taste, and I knew he liked planning, he liked knowing, he liked surprising.

With a curt nod, he swept me up into his arms and carried me upstairs without a single word. The silence that enveloped us heightened the tension and anticipation that had slowly been building up for years.

Setting me on my feet, he lowered himself to his knees, nibbling on my bare skin as he travelled down my stomach. The crest of my belly button peeked out of the top of the fabric, becoming fully exposed as he pulled down my dress.

I stepped out of the silky material, kicking it backwards. An illicit gasp broke my throat, when Aaron leant forward, brushing a slow bruising kiss against my inner thigh.

He did the same the to the other side, torturing me as he slowly made his way up to the apex of my thighs. I stilled when he grasped them, when he parted them and licked a long stripe through the thin fabric of my thong.

Shuddering against his touch, I felt myself cry out in relief. My body succumbing to his wilful and longing touch. "f**k!" I moaned, startled when he ripped my thong off.

Standing tall, shirt buttoned, hair mused and ruffled, he stared at me with a deep glazed look. I watched meticulously as he shredded himself of his clothing, peeling away his boxers.

My heart began to thud rapidly, my eyes glued to the thick erection that sprung up, slapping against his chest. Licking my lips, I groaned at the bubble of pre c*m that formed at his swollen mushroom tip.

Is it possible it got bigger? I know we had f****d before...a lot of time before, but still...how the hell was that supposed to fit inside of me?

"Don't worry, I'll make it fit." I quaked internally. Both amazed and scared of the way he could just read my mind. "Come here Princess."

Slowly, I walked towards him. My eyes fell shut when I felt his hand press against my waist, the tight curling of his fingers as he pulled me into his chest. "Look at me," I felt his finger tip my chin up.

Opening my eyes, I saw the raw carnal desire swirling in the deep depths of his cerulean orbs. "Jump." I did, and he caught me.

I could feel his hard erection rubbing against my skin. Only God, could imagine what he would do next.

Fuck me up against the wall, throw me onto the bed, toy with me for hours.

"Hold on tight." We're his next instructions, before expertly spinning me around. Yelping, I clung to him like a monkey, releasing a steady moan when I felt the hot air of his breath hit my clenching p***y.

His c**k was hovering just above my face, and then I realised what he planned to do. 69...upside down.

Even in my adventurous s****l exploits, I had never done this.

"Finally," I hear him groan. Then his mouth latched onto me.

I flailed forward, attempting to run from his onslaught of intoxicating pleasure. Blood rushed to my head, and when his tongue circled my clit, I felt like dying there and then.

Death from s*x. Seemed a good way to go.

Aaron's hard c**k slapped against my cheek, waking me up from my daze. Realising what he wanted, I gripped his thigh with one hand and his c**k with the other, wrapping my mouth around the head.

His hips jolted forward, forcing him further down my throat. Gagging, I pulled back, spread my spit over his c**k, before deep throating him again.

I felt his growl reverberate deep from his throat, the sound vibrating against my p***y. Pressure built up inside of me, my body thrumming with the need to relinquish all the pleasure that came with every touch, every kiss, every longing gaze that had led up to this moment.

Hollowing my cheeks, I reach down and massages his balls firmly in the palm of my hand, rolling them, squeezing them. He shivered, his knees almost giving out, but he hoisted me further up, my legs wounding tight around his neck and ravished me.

"Aaron," I moaned, words muffled as he thrust his hips forward and stuffed my mouth with his c**k.

He growled, sucking me harder, and the moment he slipped his tongue inside of me again, I came hard. My entire shuddered in ecstasy, writhing to escape his pleasuring touch.

I could feel myself clenching again this mouth, wanting more, yet fighting to escape. My head was dizzy, the room spinning slightly as the aftershocks rocked through my body.

"Princess, f**k your taste so good." I worshipped his words, smiling dazily as he ejaculated, his thick salty c*m filling my mouth. I moaned, licking him clean, and sucking up every last drop.

Somehow he managed to set me back in my feet. I was exhausted, mentally, physically and yet...his c**k was already hard. Grinning at me, he smirked. "I'm not done with yet."

Walking towards me, I found myself stumbling back. He spun me around and pressed his hand flat ageing my back as I he forced me into the bed. My knees were hiked up and spread, my face pressed against the soft comforter.

A moan slipped from my throat, when he started rubbing his c**k over my wet slit. I was so ready for him, but then again, I wasn't. Because for two years I had envisioned this very moment, and now it felt surreal. Like, I didn't deserve this pleasure, him.

Feeling his chest press against my back, I instantly relaxed. "Princess, I've waited so long for this. I promise to make it good, I promise to stay here, I promise to fight the demons." He brushed a kiss against my cheek. "Promise me the same?"

He wanted me to promise no doubts, no regrets. "I promise Aaron." Then a smile broke free on my face. "Now f**k me."

"That's my girl." Grinning, he slapped my ass and slowly inched forward. I gasped at the intrusion, then moaned as he filled me to the brim. "Oh shit...Princess are you okay?"

I nodded, before becoming vaguely away he couldn't see me. "Yes, you're just...you're so deep." He pulled back, only to push in. "f**k, f**k I can feel you in my stomach. Oh god." I was practically sobbing, my mascara amusing the sheets.

"Hold on tight Princess." Then he began to f**k me. Thrusting slow and deep, hitting places I didn't even know existed. I was lost in the sea of ecstasy, drowning in the build up of my own o****m.

"I've got you." Aaron hauled me up, pressing his chest flush against my back. His hands caressed my curves, trailing over my belly button, only to cup my breast, and roll my peaked n****e between his fingers.

The other hand slipped down, finding my clit and rubbing harsh circles just like I liked it. "Aaron f**k," My back arched involuntarily as he thrust up, causing him to slip even deeper inside of me.

Crying out, flashes of light hit my eyes just as my second o****m came barrelling towards me like a freight train. I moaned his name aloud, slumping back onto the bed. Quickly, he pulled out and rolled me over.

His hands pried my legs over his shoulders and he lowered his mouth to throbbing core. "s**t!" I cried when he started lashing his tongue once again.

Parting my cheeks, he ran his tongue up and down the crests, sloppily kissing his way from my ass to my p***y and back. I lost count of when my o****m took over, all I know was that it was fast and hard.

A slurping noise filled the room, marking the way he licked up my wetness. I could see my juices glistening over his face, as he lowered my legs down.

Leaning on his elbows, his hovered over me. My eyes fluttered shut as he pressed a feathery kiss over my nose, and then my mouth. I sucked on his tongue, delighting in the taste of my scent on his breath.

My head tilted back as he pushed inside of me again, the feeling of him sinking fully into my body, igniting a sort of euphoria I had never experienced before.

"Aaron," I whispered, as he continued to drive into my body. My voice sounded hoarse, breathless, drained. I was still feeling exhausted from my last o****m and here he was plowing into me with no remorse.

I gripped his hair, tugging his lips onto mine. He sucked lavishly on my tongue. "I love you Aaron." My legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into the dimples of his ass cheeks. "I love you more than anything."

I was sobbing. Streams of heavy pleasure inflicted tears escaping from my eyes. Aaron kissed them away, one hand caressing my cheek as the other gripped my hip to keep me down.

"I love you too Princess." He groaned and I felt his c**k twitch. "I love you so much."

With those words, we both hurdled off the cliff together. Eyes shut, mouth moaning one another's names and bodies pulsing. I felt his c*m drip down my thigh, smearing white against my skin.

"I love you Kiara Romano, I love you." Aaron collapsed on top of me, sated. Stroking, his hair, I smiled at the feeling of him still buried deep inside of me.

"I know."

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A/N: Okay, yes this chapter was purely smut but I think we all needed this!!

I can't believe the last time they slept together was in chained lovers but I think it was definitely worth the wait!!

What did you think?

Did it live up to your expectations?

Thoughts on Aaron's new trick? ?