(Theme Song of the Chapter: Make Me  - Britney Spears ft. G-Eazy)

Sophie◆Cruz

HANGOVERS WERE THE worst, but typically, they were the consequence of a great night before. Last night, however, was the complete opposite of the night out I needed. Aiden Accardi was becoming a literal disease seeping into the bloodstream of my life, polluting it with his nuisance of an existence.

Maybe I was just an unlucky girl, or perhaps I was just naive. Aiden ran this city, especially its nightlife. Was it much of a surprise that a portion of his billion-dollar net worth was invested in multiple clubs across Ocean Drive?

"This should make you feel better," Walter said, handing me some tea.

I sat on one of the stools next to the marble island in the kitchen of the main house. Blowing on the tea, I took a small sip and sighed as the warm liquid eased down my throat.

"I'm assuming you had a night?" Walter questioned, sounding like an old-school father questioning his daughter about her activities.

"You have no idea," I murmured.

My mood soured further as Aiden made his way into the kitchen. His hair was was damp, and he wore a white t-shirt and grey sweats. His eyes found me immediately, and his lips curled into an obnoxious smile. Dark eyes narrowed slightly as he brushed his thumb over his bottom lip.

"Great, you're here," he remarked.

I rolled my eyes. "I was waiting for over 15 minutes. If you want this client relationship to work, I'm going to need you to start respecting my time."

Standing up from the stool, I walked over to him with the papers that had been sitting on the kitchen island, now in my hand. I shoved them into his hands, giving him a forced smile. "Here you go, sir. A signed NDA for your royal highness."

I could hear Walter snicker on the other side of the kitchen, and I watched as Aiden shot him a look.

Aiden responded with a throaty chuckle, but it was far from lighthearted; one could say it was a little dark.

"Upstairs," he ordered, cocking his head towards the foyer.

I went to the foyer and started up the staircase, feeling a mix of irritation and nervousness as I felt Aiden's large build close behind me. Though I was faced away from him, I could feel his eyes on me, his domineering energy as I made my way upstairs.

"Session room," I could hear his voice enter my ears again as I made my way towards the workout room where we had our scheduled sessions.

"I thought I was off..." I commented as we entered the room.

He sat down on one of the cushioned benches, his eyes tracing my body. I stood there, growing a bit self-conscious, feeling exposed under his watchful gaze.

"You are," he answered coolly. "But what's with the attitude?"

I furrowed my brows. "That's why you called me over here? To talk to me about my attitude? Dude, you really need to learn how to shoot a text."

He stood up slowly, never breaking his stare. He walked to me, and under his gaze, I truly felt like he could see right through me, like he could even read my thoughts. My throat went dry as he stopped right in front of me.

"Answer my question." He commanded. "What happened to Sophie the sweetheart?"

Could this man truly be serious? Had it not dawned on him that I was utterly exhausted by his mind games? I had grown weary of the risky nature of our time alone together. Furthermore, it was evident that Aiden was involved with someone else, and I refused to allow myself to become the other woman.

"Why don't you ask your girlfriend?" I snapped, biting my tongue, regretting how uncontrolled my words had become.

The smug expression on Aiden's face vanished, and his eyes narrowed.

"Huh?"

"Don't play stupid," I pressed. "You kissed me even though you are with someone. Listen, how you choose to behave in your relationship is your business, but don't wrap me up in that."

"I don't have a girlfriend," he clarified.

I stood there, dumbfounded, and I could see a smirk form on his lips. My ego dropped at the sight of his satisfied face as his eyes read me like a book.

"There was a girl here the other day. The same girl at the club—"

"Bonnie," He said. "Her name is Bonnie and she is far from my girlfriend. I don't have girlfriends nor relationships. Bonnie was just an experience. "

Was? Was he not seeing her anymore?

He walked even closer to me, closing the gap between us so much that we were an inch away from each other.

"I don't do commitment or anything serious, which is something I assume a girl like you typical wants, correct?"

A girl like me? What did he mean by that? I stood there, taken aback. Yes, I was definitely thrown off by Aiden when I had seen Bonnie in the kitchen yesterday, but I was upset because I was under the impression that he was in a relationship with another girl while pursuing whatever he wanted with me. I was not desiring a relationship with Aiden.

If I wanted a boyfriend, the poster child of arrogance and notoriety would be an atrocious option.

"If that even was something I wanted at the moment, what makes you think I would desire it with you? I mean just like you said, you have experiences, what if that's where I'm at too?"

Aiden responded to me with low, taunting laughter. I could feel some embarrassment consume my body, and my cheeks began to feel hot. He tilted his head back, but when he saw my straight face staring back at him, his laughter slowly died, and his eyes showed a brief flicker of surprise.

"Wait...you're serious. Sophie the sweetheart wants an experience?"

I swallowed hard. "Y-Yes," I said, mentally hitting myself for stuttering. "I don't want anything serious. Believe it or not, I desire to experience things too."

His tall frame was towering over me, and Aiden looked down at me with contemplative eyes. Those brown chocolate eyes were a master at attentiveness, and they flickered over my face, trying to read my body language.

"An experience, huh?" He said so low. "Does little mouse know what she's getting herself into with me? I'm no romantic, Sophie. I don't make love like the little college boys you may have dated in the past. I fuck."

His words were so filthy and so viscous, but they sounded so good coming from his mouth.

"I heard you." I whispered.

Aiden dipped his head into my ear. "When was the last time someone made that pussy cum?"

My mouth dropped at his words, and I began to grow flustered. His face held an amused grin as he watched my discomfort. I couldn't tell him the truth. The truth being that the only man I had ever been with had never made me orgasm within our six years of being together. I was a 23-year-old woman, and I had, in fact, never had an orgasm.

"Not your business..." I responded swiftly.

Aiden gently walked around me until he was behind me. He placed his strong, large hands on the sides of my waist before pushing me back against him. We were now facing the large mirror that spanned across the whole wall on the front side of the room.

I stared at myself in the mirror and took in the sight of us both. Aiden was a man that exuded experience, dominance, and tenacity. He was much larger than me, and his energy was contrary to my more reserved nature. He was shameless, and because of that, he was powerful.

His hands went up my body, and his hands rested on my breasts. He squeezed them firmly before playing around with them through the fabric, as if trying to familiarize himself with my body. His long fingers circled my sensitive nipples through the fabric, and a moan escaped my mouth.

He hummed in approval, and I could see him smirk in the mirror. "You sound so beautiful..."

As he continued to knead my breasts through the fabric, I found my inhibitions leaving my body, releasing me from the minuscule guilt that entered my mind. I did not care about anything other than what was occurring in this present moment, which was Aiden's large and strong hands on my body.

He pulled down my tank top, and my breasts fell out of the fabric, exposing my bare flesh and my hard nipples. Aiden cupped my breasts, taking one of my nipples between his fingers and the other, massaging my breast in his hand. His hands were rough and calloused, so different from my soft flesh.

"Fuck, you're so gorgeous, baby," he growled in my ear. "Look at yourself."

I stared at myself in the mirror. The sight was something raw. My cheeks grew more flushed as Aiden's strong tattooed hands continued having their way with me. My tan skin contrasted so beautifully with his inked olive toned hands. He kissed my neck, and the feeling of his soft lips against my skin released a moan from me.

In a split second, Aiden's hands were on the hem of my skirt before going underneath the fabric. I could feel him rub me through my lace underwear, and he chuckled lowly. His pointer and index fingers circled the surface of my core through my panties. I felt fire start in the pit of my stomach, and I grew more hungry for his touch. This was torture.

"A-Aiden..." I moaned.

He looked up meeting my gaze in the mirror. "Hmm?"

"Just go ahead," I whimpered.

The look on Aiden's face was dark, and his eyes were the darkest I have ever seen them. He did not look like a man that would ever listen to the demands of another...not easily at least.

"Tell me what you want?" He murmured lowly. "Tell me exactly..."

Chills ran down my body. He wanted me to be dirty. He wanted me to fully submit to my hunger. He wanted me to beg for it.

"Play with me, please." I moaned feeling my body growing hotter.

"Where?" His question came out aggressively as his left hand now grasped my side holding me in place against his body.

"My pussy." I whimpered out and I could feel Aiden tense up behind me.

He put his hand on the band of my skirt before he yanked the skirt down and I watched in the mirror as it fell to the floor sitting around my ankles. He pulled my panties to the side, and he takes his hand placing it right on my bare skin. His hand aggressively circles around my clit and I clenched my legs in pleasure.

He took his free hand smacking my butt on my right cheek. "Open your legs."

I opened them giving him better access to my core. The pit of my stomach began to grow with this fire as he rubbed me.

"You hear that?" He questioned me lowly. I could see him in the mirror look at me as he continued to play with me. The sounds of my wetness echoed through the room and Aiden hummed in delight. "You're soaked, Sophie."

Two of his large and long fingers made their way into my core.

"Yes..." I moaned arching my back against him.

"So tight..." He growled.

He circled his finger inside of me, playing with the folds of my core. He circled around faster, quickening his pace. His other hand was now on my breast, squeezing the flesh in his hand. I looked away from the mirror, looking down at his hands as they went in and out of me. I could see wetness coating his fingers, acting as lubrication, making it easier for him to enter.

He inserted himself further into me and I let out a loud whimper. Aiden's chest vibrated against me as he chuckled to himself.

My legs began to feel numb and jelly-like; the pressure in the pit of my stomach began to grow, reaching a height I had never experienced before. Aiden removed his left hand from my left breast and grabbed my chin, forcing me to look up into the mirror.

"I want you to see how sexy you look with my fingers inside of you," he whispered against me.

I looked back at myself in the mirror. My hair was a frizzy mess from the friction of Aiden's body behind me, my cheeks were a hint of red, and my lips were flushed from me biting at the skin in pleasure. There was something so sensual about seeing myself this way in such a primitive moment in the mirror, and it just added to my arousal.

I could feel Aiden's erection pressed against my back, and as I pressed myself further against him, I heard him grunt. He gently turned my head to look at him. The look in his eyes was aggressive and primal as he continued his movement in me. He released his hand from my jaw and grabbed my thigh to spread my legs out a little further.

His fingers focused on my clit, rubbing the bundle of nerves while penetrating my core, and an intense wave of sensation flooded my stomach, pooling in my core, and I could feel my legs slightly lock and my body stiffen.

"Good girl, baby. Cum for me," Aiden whispered raspily in my ear.

And then, it happened. The tension snapped, and I was engulfed in a tidal wave of ecstasy. My entire body convulsed, and Aiden grasped my body firmly against him as I began to ride out my very first orgasm. I cried out, my voice a mix of shameless fervent pleasure and pure, unadulterated bliss.

"You're so pretty when you cum," he said. He looked at my body in the mirror as I moved my hips, coming down from all the pleasure.

My heart beat rapidly as my now still body laid up against Aiden's front side as he held me close to him. My intense breathing filled the room as I stood there wide-eyed, looking at my disheveled appearance in the mirror with my skirt still on the floor around my ankles and my tank top pulled down.

Aiden pulled his fingers out of me before licking his fingers one by one. I watched him in the mirror, stunned. He hummed to himself before lowering his head back down to my ear and said, "You taste so good."

My legs wobbled slightly as I managed to turn around and Aiden watched me observingly. I began to play with the band of his sweats, but he placed his large hand on mine, pulling my hand off of him.

I furrowed my brows at him, confused.

"Another time," he said, and I watched as he opened up a cabinet in the room and pulled out a white towel and wiped his hands.

"But you're leaving tomorrow morning for your trip."

"Exactly," He said darkly. "I'm Insatiable, Sophie. And with how sweet you taste, if we go any further now I'm missing that flight."

With that, the man exited the room. And as my clarity and self-awareness began to return, I dwelled on the fact that the man was a fix.

He gave me a high only to leave me with nothing but my own sweat and oxytocin when I came down.

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