Her Canadian Dream [Her Canadian Dream] (Siren Publishing Classic) (10 page)

“Starved. That smells wonderful. I can’t wait!”

They sat in a companionable silence for a little while, sipping the delicious Rioja wine. After a while Aiden cleared his throat and spoke.

“Alyssa. I want to apologise again for last night. I wasn’t thinking with my head but my dick, and I let it take over. I’m sorry. I just hope I haven’t put you off giving us another go.”

Before answering, Aly took another sip of the wine. It was really good and she savoured it for a moment before saying, “No need to apologise, Aiden. I acted badly myself. I should have put a stop to it sooner. I wasn’t really thinking straight.”

Her answer only served to make him feel guiltier. “All the more reason for me to have stepped back. I’m really glad you didn’t run from the house screaming. I wouldn’t have blamed you if you had, though.” She laughed. “What a sight that would have been!” He chuckled along with her.

The atmosphere lightened considerably as they finished their wine and Aiden went into the kitchen to check on dinner.

“You didn’t say whether you wanted garlic bread so I made some anyway. If you don’t I’ll just get rid of it,” he called through the door.

Aly walked into the kitchen just as he pulled the meal from the oven. The lasagne looked really good. He indicated that she sit at the table, where she noticed that he had already lit the candle. He poured more wine and turned to dish up the supper. Pointing to the garlic bread he raised his eyebrows in question.

“Just a little, please.”

Placing a steaming plate of the pasta dish in front of her, and a piece of garlic bread on a side plate beside her, he placed his own meal at his place and sat down. Tasting the food, Aly closed her eyes in pleasure.

“Mmmm, this is wonderful. I’ve never mastered the art of Italian cooking. I tend to use too many herbs, but this is so good.”

As he watched her enjoyment of the food he’d cooked, the look on her face was magical. His cock twitched and he shifted in his seat as she continued to eat. He saw her blush and look down at her plate as he eyed her intently. His cock filled and his mouth went dry as she picked up her wine and took a sip. He could see that she was self-conscious at his gaze but he couldn’t help but look at her as she licked the remains of the red wine from her full lips.

All of a sudden, the atmosphere became tense. She swallowed the wine down quickly, almost choking as she did so. Picking up her fork, she resumed eating, keeping her eyes firmly fixed on her meal. She started as he spoke.

“So, am I forgiven?”

His words were soft but still made her shiver.

She looked up to find him watching her, a look on his face that she couldn’t quite decipher. Eager not to place blame on him, she replied, “Nothing to forgive. I must have been giving such mixed signals. I’m sorry that I bailed on you. Can you forgive me?”

He smiled.

“Well, maybe we should start again. How does that sound? I know you’ve only just finished a relationship and might not be ready for what I can offer. I have to admit that I don’t do ‘vanilla,’ so if that isn’t what you want, then we need to accept that and move on. Be friends and settle down as roomies.”

The idea of just being friends wasn’t at all what Aly wanted. She wanted what he could offer and she wanted him to teach her. The books she read had given her an idea of what she was, and she wanted to explore it with someone she could trust. She had no doubt that she could trust Aiden. She didn’t know why exactly, but she did trust him.

He went on, “So, do you need more time or do you still think this is for you? I would like nothing more than to teach you, but you have to be sure. You must know I really like you…and I think you feel the same way. We can take things as fast or slow as you like but I have to admit that I have been dreaming about you ever since we met. In my dreams you’re bound to my bed, open and waiting for me, and just the thought of that makes me as hard as rock. It’s been a long time since I wanted anyone as much as I want you, but if you need more time I understand and I’ll wait.”

Swallowing hard at the erotic image he presented, her nipples peaked and her panties were suddenly wet with arousal. He saw her reaction and his lips curved into a wide grin.

“I think I might have had my answer.” She blushed but nodded. “Are you wet, treasure? Is the thought of me tying you up turning you on?” She nodded again and he chuckled.

Standing, he beckoned her to him. She got up from the table, and as if on a wire, she walked across the room into his arms.

He pulled her to him and lowered his head to take her lips in a gentle kiss, then, increasing the pressure, slid his tongue across the seam, seeking entry to her warm mouth. With no thought of denying him she opened for him, tasting wine and Italian herbs as he invaded her, both in body and mind.

She groaned as he deepened the kiss until she could barely breathe and when he pulled back, they were both panting. He laid his forehead against hers as he murmured, “I hope that was a yes, because I don’t think I could bear it if you backed away now.”

His arousal was pressed against her stomach and that only served to inflame her own senses all the more.

“I can’t seem to think straight.” She gasped. “…But I know this is what I want. I’m just scared I’ll disappoint you.”

“Oh, Alyssa, honey. You couldn’t disappoint me. My cock has been hard for you since day one. When Jan talked me into this arrangement I almost said no because I was worried I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off of you. But, we’ll take things slow. We have all the time in the world to explore this together so I don’t want to rush.”

Not wanting to pour cold water on the evening, she didn’t remind him that she only had four months left here in Canada.

Blowing out the candle, he topped up the two wine glasses. Taking them in one large hand and her smaller hand in the other, he gently tugged her into the lounge. Adele was still singing in the background as he put the wine glasses on the coffee table and, sitting down on the sofa, pulled her onto his lap.

Gently he put his arms around her and hugged her to him. Once more he claimed her mouth, nipping gently on her plump lower lip. She opened eagerly for him and this time it was him who groaned as they mutually explored their respective inner recesses. His cock grew harder than ever as she wriggled, causing him to growl and her to giggle.

“Stop it, woman…keep still or this evening will be over before it begins.”

Her giggles stopped as he slid his hand upward and enclosed her breast, kneading, the peak hard against his palm. Pulling down the front of her dress, he dipped his head and flicked his tongue over the rosy bud, causing her to shudder. Running her fingers through his silky hair, she held his head as he tortured her breast, then he pulled the other side of the dress down and gave the other breast the same treatment.

As she arched toward him, he used his lips to hold and his teeth to bite, making her cry out.

“You’re so responsive, treasure, but I want to see you and touch you all over. Let’s make our way upstairs where we can be more comfortable.”

He stood, lifting her with him. She wobbled on her feet but he held her firmly and, with his arm around her, led her up the stairs to his room.

* * * *

Shivering in anticipation, Aly rubbed her arms as Aiden switched on the lamp and drew the blinds across, shutting out the darkness of the lake. Turning back to her, he asked again, “Are you sure about this? It’s not too late.”

Pointedly, she glanced down at his erection, clearly showing through the denim of his jeans. This time she raised her eyebrows at him and he grinned.

“OK, maybe I would find it hard”—he turned serious—“but I mean it, treasure, you can stop now if you want.”

When she didn’t answer, he walked toward her and held out his hands.

“I mean it. We can stop if you want.”

When she finally found her voice, it shook as she answered, “No…I mean no, I don’t want to stop. But you’ll have to show me what to do.”

“Oh, sweetheart. You don’t need to do anything except feel. I’ll take things slowly but if you feel worried or scared at any time, say yellow and I’ll stop and we’ll talk. If you want me to stop, then you say red and everything stops. Are you happy with that?”

“Yes…Sir,” she said the words shyly and her use of the
Sir
touched him to the core and he thought, God, she’s going to kill me.

“Good girl. Now take your clothes off and go to the end of the bed and face it.”

She did as she was told and he came behind her, and leaning into her, he cupped her breasts as he pressed his rigid cock against her back. Pinching the swollen tips between finger and thumb he pulled, making her gasp.

“Trust me?”

“Y…yes…Sir.”

“Close your eyes.” She did so and he quickly wrapped a silk blindfold around her head. “Can you see?”

“No.” He pulled her nipple hard. “Sorry, Sir, no, Sir.”

“Well done, sweetheart. Now, turn around and put your hands out for me.”

Turning, she obeyed him and he quickly slipped on soft, fur-lined leather cuffs, one on each wrist. He pushed her gently so that she sat.

“Now, scoot back a little and lie down. Then lift your arms above your head.”

Moving back, she did as he bid, raising her arms up until they reached the headboard. With practised ease, he clipped each cuff to the post at the corner of the bed. He then slid down and added cuffs to her ankles and did the same to them.

Her breathing hitched and heat pooled in her pussy as she imagined him staring at her, spread out and helpless.

Aiden looked down at her, lying on his bed, and could only wonder at the beautiful sight she made. Her trust in him was humbling and he inwardly vowed not to abuse it in any way.

Quickly shucking his own clothes, he bent to kiss her cheek. She jumped as his lips touched, and shuddered as they made their way down the side of her neck. He sucked gently on her neck, waking the nerves before moving down, across her chest until he reached her right breast. Circling the nipple, but never quite touching it, he licked around the areola, until he finally could resist no longer and captured her nipple between his lips. Sucking hard then releasing the rosy peak, he gently blew across it, making her shiver. Moving across, he gave the left breast the same care and attention that he’d given the right. Only, this time he finished by tugging upward with his teeth until Aly’s head rolled from side to side in reaction to the mixture of pain and pleasure.

Groaning and trying to pull on her bonds, she pleaded, “Please, oh please.”

Smiling against her skin, he used his finger to continue circling her breast, her nipple swollen and begging for the attention he was now withholding.

With a swoop, he covered the tip with his mouth and sucked in as hard as he could.

“Ahh! Oh God, oh please.”

Moving across to her other side he did the same there, at the same time plucking and pinching the one he had just left.

She started to shake, her legs stiffening as she cried out, “Oh yes, yes, oh God, yes!”

Her whole body exploded in delight. As he sucked and plucked, she rode the waves of the most intense orgasm she had ever had in her life.

As she came down from the most glorious high, he moved up until he again captured her lips, his tongue invading and plundering her sweetness as she still gasped for air.

His hand moved lower, cupping her mound and sliding through the dark curls until he reached her inner petals. Finger moving slowly and surely, he brushed across the bundle of nerves which was at full attention and amazingly sensitive after her orgasm.

Her hips lifted, inviting him to further explore, which he did with a thoroughness that had her crying out again as his callused finger edged around her clit, then plunged into her folds. He inserted one finger, then two, moving in and out, at the same time as using his tongue in the same manner, in her sweet mouth.

Leaving her mouth again, he licked his way down her body, nipping lightly on her nipples as he passed them, and finally licking his way to her clit, where he flattened his tongue against her as he finger fucked her with agonising slowness.

She squealed as he started to suck on her bud, and his fingers, now joined by a third, moved in a beckoning motion, touching her special spot, causing her to buck as another violent shuddering overcame her. As she contracted around his fingers, her clit stood to attention under his tongue and she screamed out.

“Oooooh…no…yes, no…oh…” She was again on the verge of orgasm but he withdrew his fingers and swiftly donned a condom. Rubbing his rock-hard cock along the slit of her pussy, he covered himself in her copious juices before plunging into her warm depths.

“Oh, treasure, your pussy is so tight and hot, I’m going to have to take things slow or I’m going to burst.”

With laudable restraint, he pulled from her, before entering her again, this time pushing slowly, inch by inch, her pussy gripping his cock so tightly he was worried he was going to come quickly, just like a teenager.

“Oh, Aiden…Sir…please…” she pleaded, pulling tightly on the restraints holding her.

He pulled out again slowly, teasing her, but also in an effort to slow things down before he disgraced himself. He asked her with a smile in his voice, “Please? You want me to stop?”