Carnal Temptations

Alma

"Yes! Yessss, Aiden. Harder!" The walls resounded with the woman's obnoxious moaning- more like screaming.

It's almost like she wanted everyone to hear her getting fucked through these thin walls.

And unfortunately for me, I'm the unlucky fellow that had to end up in a room next to Aiden Steele and his current conquest.

I don't even remember agreeing to this stupid vacation. The only reason I'm here is because my best friend, Kylie managed to convince me into tagging along.

She said she didn't want to be alone. And like the good friend I am, I agreed to come. Even though her asshole brother was joining us.

That's just how much I love Kylie. I chose to follow her, knowing her asshole brother would be joining us.

Only if I had known that Kylie's boyfriend would be tagging along too.

Now I'm stuck listening to Aiden rail the ski resort attendant that was flirting with him earlier. While ny bestfriend abandoned me for her boyfriend to go do heaven knows what.

I groaned audibly. I'd have just stayed home reading one of my smutty erotica novels.

I'm about to cover my head with my pillow again when a nasty idea popped into my head. I stare at my bag only a few feet from me, and the inanimate object stares back.

As if telling me to take out what I'm thinking about. "Fuck it," I exclaimed loudly before crawling on the bed and taking my dildo out of the bag.

I smile to myself and lay back in bed. I take out my phone and go to my audios. I had special audios for moments like this.

Sue me, I'm an audiophile.

And my playlist contained different sounds. Depends on what the mood I'm in. I consider putting on my headsets, but then I decide against it.

Wanting to be petty. If he and his date can be loud, so can I. I take my shorts and top off before tossing them aside.

Besides, I'm sure Henry Cavil would do a better job than Aiden. And yes, I named my sex toy. Sue me again.

I click play on my phone, and the male voice of my favourite nsfw voice actor fills the room.

I pinch my nipples slowly, my lower lip dissapearing between my teeth.

"Yes, baby. Cum for me." Aiden's date moaned and I huffed angrily before increasing the volume to the highest.

I don't want any distractions interrupting me and August.

His sultry voice feels my ears, I take my toy and thrust it into my mouth while my hand pinches my nipples.

Feeling extra dirty, I increased the pace of the toy and continued fucking my mouth with it.

"Mfhnngg!" I thrusted deep and gag around the object. Desperate to feel full, I took it out of my mouth and tease my opening.

I turned the vibrations on and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. "Oh, fuck yessssssss!" I moaned. "Give it to me, please." I begged like the desperate slut I was.

I had cum to this audio numerous times. I knew how the interaction went. And it never failed to get the job done. Never

I can't say the same for the men I've been with physically.

"Yeah? You want my cock." His voice filled the room.

"Yes, yes, yes, please just give it to me." I begged desperately.

"Put it in. Now. Fucking put my cock in that tight cunt." He ordered and I slowly shoved the dildo into me. I stopped halfway, adjusting to the size and fullness.

It had been to long.

"Oh, fuckkkkk! It's deep."

"Don't run. You can take every inch." He says and I shove the whole thing inside me. My eyes widen at the intrusion. "Ah, fuck yes! That's it. So fucking tight."

He moaned into my ear.

I thrust slowly at first, enjoying the feel of his cock grazing my insides. My fingers around my nipple and my eyes closed.

I spread my legs apart even more, and start thrusting even faster. "Yes, just like that daddy. Fuck me."

"Such a fucking whore! You like when I'm rough with you huh? Taking my cock like a good little slut." He groaned loudly and I clenched around the toy.

Enjoying the way he degraded me. "Yes, sir. I'm your good little slut." I exclaimed loudly. "Please choke me. I want to feel your hands wrapped around my throat." I wrap my free hand around my throat. Picturing him doing it.

It felt so real.

"That's it, whore. Take my fucking cock. Only good girls get fucked like sluts." He moaned into my ears. The slippery sounds of his repeated thrusts into my pussy fills the room and I love it

"Yessss! I'm your good girl. Make me cum please. Please, daddy. I've been so good for you."

"Fucking hell! Cum for me. Fucking cum on my cock you slutty whore." He commanded and my paced increased. My toes curled as I felt my orgasm drawing near.

"Thank you. Thank you. Thank you," blind with pleasure, I chanted repeatedly. "I'm coming! I'm gonna fucking cum." I cried out.

My hands gripped the sheets, my ass cheeks clenched and I almost close my thighs with the dildo still buried in me.

"That's it whore. Cum for daddy." His masculine groans made me clench harder and my nipples harden even more.

"Oh, fuck." I exclaimed loudly after recovering from my orgasm. Still thrusting slowly.

I wanted to tire myself out.

"I'm not done with you yet, baby. Now you're gonna make me cum."

"Yes, daddy. Please use my pussy until you fill it with your cum. I want it to bad." I pleaded.

"Ah, fuck! Yeah? You want my cum slut? Beg. Fucking beg for daddy to cum inside you."

"Please, please give me your cum, sir. I want it so bad. I'll be good for it. Mmm, I love how deep you're inside my pussy. It feels so good, daddy."

"Ah, bloody hell! Fucking take it. Take my..... cum." His voices strained and he cums deep inside me. And soon after I follow exploding all over my toy.

After the sex haze cleared, too lazy to get out of bed to do anything but sleep. I toss my dildo aside.

As sleep takes over my body. One thing remains on my mind. Even though it was August's voice I started out picturing, it ended with another man, and it felt so real.

Why the hell did I picturing Aiden fucking and filling me up with his cum?

As I turned over to sleep, I looked under the door, at the light spilling into my room from outside. I could swear I saw a shadow walking away from my door.

Alma

"You're fucking kidding me! Kylie, there's no way you're going to do this to me." I exclaimed to my best friend.

We were at breakfast, where she and her boyfriend just told me that they'd be moving out of our vacation house. Apparently her dumb boyfriend forgot to turn the faucet off at night and the room floaded.

What the actual fuck! Who does shit like that?

"I'm sorry, Alma. I wish there was another way. But you saw the room too. Darren and I can't stay there until it's fixed." Kylie replies.

"Well, Darren is an idiot." The words are on the tip of my tongue but I refrain from saying it.

"Sorry, Alma." Darren apologises and I ignore him.

It's all his fault.

"Well, why can't the guys go and you and I stay here." I pout, silently hoping it works. Because there's no way I'll be staying in this house alone with her asshole brother. "I can't stay with Aiden. You know we hate each other."

"Alma, I can't leave Darren alone. And you and Aiden don't hate each other. Maybe this time alone would be good for you two to get to know each other. Spend some time together." She whispers gently.

"Forget it," I toss my napkin on the table harshly before walking off. I ignore the numerous calls from Kylie and Darren as I head into the villa.

There goes breakfast.

Darren grabbed Kylie's suitcase, carrying it to the door. I stood in the middle of the living room, fuming. How could they do this to me? How could they leave me with such an idiot? Did they not see how terrible Aiden was for me?

Without even acknowledging all my problems with this, Darren and Kylie hopped into their car and sped down the street, leaving me alone with Aiden. I was used to being alone with him for a few hours but not for almost two entire weeks. Which is how long the villa said it might take to fix the ruined room.

Way to go Darren.

"Looks like it's just me and you," Aiden said, lips curled into a smirk.

His dark brown eyes were on me, giving me that look he had given me so many damn times before. I sucked in a breath, crossed my arms over my chest, and turned away from him. I couldn't spend two weeks here. I'd lose more than my mind.

"Stay out of my hair, and I'll stay out of yours," I said to him.

Then, I turned on my heel and started back toward my room to gather my clothes for the next two weeks. I'd sleep in a hotel.

Aiden snatched my arm and yanked me back. "You're not going anywhere."

I tried to pull myself away from him, but he held me tighter. "Let me go."

"I have plans for us."

"I'm not doing anything with you."

He smirked even wider. "Oh, Alma, did I say you had a choice?" He wrapped a hand around my throat and pulled me to him until my chest was pressed against his. "You fucked me over one too many times. Have just been waiting for me to lose it, haven't you? And that's not what you were saying last night." I'm caught of guard and I let out a small gasp.

Did I mistakenly moan his name?

I clenched my jaw. "No." Maybe.

Something about him was screaming at me to run back to my bedroom and lock the door because being this close to him was surely not going to turn out good. He had that same look on his face he did a year ago when he asked me to hang out, and I stupidly said yes.

"No?" he asked, harshly brushing his thumb against my jaw and forcing me to look up into his dark eyes. "Sounds like you need to learn some fucking respect."

I yanked myself out of his grip and stormed to my room. "Fuck you, Aiden."

He followed after me, his strides longer and quicker than mine. I went to slam my bedroom door in his face when he placed a firm hand on it and pushed it back open.

"Get out of my room!" I yelled, jaw clenched. I hurled my phone onto the bed and slammed my hands into his taut chest. "Get out."

He grabbed my hands and stepped closer to me. "Maybe I should teach you some respect, some manners."

My cheeks flushed ever so slightly because part of me wanted to know how he would teach me. Would he push me into my bedroom, bend me over the bed, and take me finally?

"You're gross," I said, watching his jaw twitch.

He growled under his breath, pushed me onto my bed, and stalked toward me. My eyes widened, heart pounding against my chest. His muscles flexed hard under his shirt; his cock pressed hard against his gray sweatpants.

I hated him. I hated him. I hated him.

"Aiden," I said, voice shaking.

I hated him, but I made no move to stop him. I didn't push him away. I didn't scream at him to stop looking at me with those sinful brown eyes. I didn't want him to stop. Maybe I was fucked up, but I wanted my bestfriends brother to finally give in after years of torture.

How the hell could I want him to fuck me when all he had done was torture me these past two years? I scurried back to the headboard and pulled my knees to my chest. It was wrong, so damn wrong that I felt so pulled to him that I would allow myself to be with him like this again.

He was an asshole, a player, and worst of all, he's meant to be off limits!

"Sweet Alma is wet for me," Aiden said, voice low and husky.

I clenched as a wave of heat warmed my core. "Get off," I whispered, lightly kicking my foot toward his chest in my weakest attempt to convince myself I didn't want this, that I hadn't been thinking about this moment for the past two freaking years.

Before my foot collided with his chest, he snatched it and yanked me to the edge of the bed by my ankle. Wetness pooled between my thighs at the way he was rough. He was never like this before, but it seemed tonight, there was something feral lurking deep within him, something that he couldn't stop.

And I didn't want him to stop.

"Aiden ..." My heart was pounding. "I'm not going to say it again."

"You're fucking soaked. How long have you wanted this huh?" He asked and I shook my head. "Is that why you were so fucking loud last night? You wanted me to hear you fucking your self and begging for cum like a whore."

I grunted and pushed him away, atleast I tried to. "I wasn't as loud as your last nights flavour of the day." I retorted.

He smirks, "Is that what this is about? You heard her moaning and it made your pussy wet? You were soaked at the mere thought of ne pounding her pussy. You wanted it to be you?" He whispered against my neck. His warm breath fanning nt neck.

"N-no," I lied.

"Liar," he said and then chuckled knowingly.

He snaked his hand around my throat and pulled me to my feet, so we were chest to chest. "You prance around in this short skirt"-he grabbed the bottom of my skirt and looked down at my body-"fucking knee-high stockings, and your nerdy little glasses, and you expect me not to want to bend you over the fucking bed and take you, Alma?"

I furrowed my brows and stared up at him through my lenses, nipples hardening underneath my sweater. "Yes, I do," I said, but my words came out choppy and weak.

"You know how much I fucking love it, don't you?" he asked, dark eyes fixed on me. He trailed a finger up the front of my thigh and looped it inside my panties. "Do you wear all this shit for me too?"

"No." Yes.

"I'll bet you've been dreaming about the day I finally snap and take you."

I pressed my lips together, my cheeks flushing. "No."

He curled his lips up and chuckled, gaze flickering down to my tits through my sweatshirt. "You expect me to stay in fucking control when you refuse to wear a damn bra when we're alone." He tugged on my nipple through my sweatshirt. "And your nipples are always this fucking hard. I keep picturing how hard they must have been last night."

Pleasure shot through me as he tugged on it harshly. I took a shaky breath, loving every single moment of this but also knowing that it was wrong ... so wrong.

"Please, Aiden," I said, my voice barely above a whisper. "This is wrong. I'll do whatever you want. Just ... stop. You're Kylie's brother."

"Anything huh? That's good to know. I'm going to use you Alma. I'm going to fucking use you just how you like to be used. And you'll enjoy it."

"Aiden..." I trailed off. "We can't do this. I'll do anything else."

He tuts, "You're going to be my whore, Alma." Before I could stop him, he snatched a fistful of my hair and pushed me to my knees. My eyes widened slightly, a rush of heat going to my core as I stared up at him. The ache between my legs wasn't going away; it was just intensifying with every second that passed. "Good." He grasped my chin in his callous hand and swept his thumb across my bottom lip. "Because you're going to wrap your lips around my cock, like you used to. Finally suck me off after interrupting me the other night."

"Are you crazy? I'm not going to suck your cock."

He stared down at me and undid his pants, watching as I watched him pull out his long, pulsing cock. So many fucking nights, I had dreamed of this happening again. So many mornings, I woke up, thinking about him inside of me. So many wishes, hoping that it would happen just once ... once-that was all I asked for.

His dick was hard, long, and thick, and I knew it'd feel so good inside of me.

"Aiden ..." I trailed off, my voice quiet.

"Lost for words, Alma?" he asked, tugging on my hair and making me gaze up into his eyes through my glasses.

I clenched and tried hard not to think about him plunging it inside of me, about him filling me all the way up and stuffing me full.

Stop it, Alma. He is your friends brother.

I shoved my hands against his thighs, wanting to push him away before I slipped. "Fuck you."

He wrapped one hand around his cock and the other around the back of my neck, slapping the head against my lips. For a moment, I almost instinctively parted my lips, but then I pressed them back together as quickly as I could.

But it was too late.

"You want it, Al." Aiden could already see how much I needed it. "Don't deny yourself the simple pleasure of having my cock down your throat."

My wet lips pressed against his head, and I took a deep breath through my nose, my eyes closing softly. This was wrong. So fucking wrong. Yet I didn't stop. Instead, I opened my mouth and let him push himself into me, inch by inch, until his cock was sliding down the back of my throat.

When he was all the way inside of me, he stilled and wrapped his hand around my neck, feeling the bulge inside of it and slowly jerking himself off. "God, Alma, you don't know how fucking long I've been waiting to feel your throat close around my cock like this."

I stared up at him, my cheeks flushing, my pussy clenching, my tits pressed hard against his thighs. He shoved himself deeper into me, slid his hand to the back of my head, and pulled me to him until my lips were pressed against his hips.

"I want to see your eyes," he demanded. I glanced up at him, my pussy aching, and gagged on his cock. He slapped my tits and watched them bounce in my sweater. "You're a fucking whore, Alma. My fucking whore."

Spit dripped from my lips, rolled down my chin, and fell onto my sweater. I placed my hands on his thighs and pushed on them, needing to breathe. But he knew I could take more, so he began to pump himself faster into me.

Wet with my spit, his cock hit the back of my throat with every thrust. I pushed against his thighs harder, needing so desperately to breathe. And when he knew I couldn't take it any longer, he grabbed me by the throat, pulled me to my feet, and then pushed me toward the bed.

Alma

I gasped for breath, wiping the spit from my chin, and stumbled onto the mattress on my hands and knees.

He crawled onto the bed from behind me, pushed my panties down to my knees, and snaked a hand around the front of my neck, forcing me to arch my back and stare right ahead.

"You're going to take my cock. And enjoy how I fuck your tight pussy for the first time," he said, gazing at me through the glass.

My pussy clenched harder. Oh my God. This wasn't really happening. My off limits friends brother wasn't really going to fuck me, was he?

He pressed down on my lower back, so my ass was in the air and ready for him, and rubbed his cock against my tight entrance. I took a deep inhale, feeling him press against it.

"Please, Aiden ..." I whispered, unsure if I was asking him to stop or wanting him to plunge in already. I had dreamed of this moment for so long.

Snatching my chin, he forced me to look into the mirror again. "I said to fucking watch," he said through clenched teeth.

I stared at those sinful, dark eyes and bit the inside of my lip. This was not what I expected. I never thought we'd be together like this again, ever fucking again.

Aiden's eyes softened just a bit as he rubbed his bare cock against my entrance. I furrowed my brows at his reflection and tilted my head down slightly, as if to give him permission. He swallowed hard. A hundred emotions crossed his face.

He pushed himself inside of me slowly, his cock bigger than any toy I had ever used. My pussy wrapped tightly around his cock, and he pushed himself deeper, groaning in my ear.

"Please ..." I whispered. His cock was so big that he barely fit it inside. He was stretching me out, and all I could do was whimper. "Aiden ..."

"My slutty little Alma can't take my cock?" he asked into my ear as he pulled my sweater over my head and let my tits bounce out of it. He slapped one of my breasts over and over and over until it turned a light pink. My pussy tightened on his cock. "You like that?"

I pressed my lips together. "Yes."

He tugged harder on my nipple. "Your pussy is getting wetter and tighter for me."

"This is wrong," I whispered. "So wrong."

He released my chin, grabbed my hips, and continued to pump into me. "I have been dreaming about taking you for so long, Alma, about feeling your pussy tighten on me, about filling you with my cum."

"Yeah? You've been dreaming about breeding your sisters friend? Fucking me so hard until your cum is dripping out of me?"

"Fuck yes! And then I heard you fucking that toy last night. It took everything in me not to barge into your room and replace it with the real thing." He grunts and thrusts deeper.

Just the thought of my Aiden filling me made me clench.

And I didn't even care that I wasn't on the pill.

I'd be lying if I said that I hadn't been dreaming of that too.

"I'm going to come inside of you, and you're going to take it like the slutty little whore you are," he said against my ear, strumming his fingers up the column of my neck. He dipped his fingers between my legs and rubbed my clit.

"Aiden, please."

He pumped faster into me, and I moaned, the pressure rising in my core and driving me higher and higher. He slapped his palm hard against my clit, still pumping into me. Wave after wave of pleasure pumped through me. My body trembled in his hands. I grasped the bedsheets and cried out, unable to hold back my moans and my orgasm any longer.

Aiden slowed down just slightly. "Did my sister's bestfriend just come on my cock?" he asked, lips curling into a smirk against my neck. "You must really want it."

"Aiden ..." I breathed. "Please."

He thrust harder, his cock swelling inside of me.

"Aiden ... Aiden ... please. I'll take it down my throat or between my tits or on my face."

"I'm going to fill my sister's bestfriend's pussy," he said, making sure I knew that was where all his cum would go, that there was no other place he was willing to put it.

He wanted to claim me.

"Tell me you want my cum inside of you." My pussy tightened even more around him, pulsing over and over again. He continued to tease my clit, and I grasped the bedsheets in my fists even harder, the pressure starting to rise once more. He bucked his hips hard against me, and I moaned softly.

"Please." My voice was barely a whisper.

"Ahhh, yes! Fucking slut. Take my cum. Take every fucking drop." He groaned against my ear and stilled inside of me. My entire body was filled with ecstasy, shaking and trembling and pulsing. And when I finally came down from that high, from all my secret little hopes, my eyes widened.

Oh my God.

After years of cursing him out and hating him, I let Aiden Steele fuck me.

And I liked it.

I squirmed in his hands, trying to break out of his strong hold, but he just wrapped his arms around me tighter to hold me in place and pushed his cock deeper inside of me, making sure all his cum stayed in there.

I shouldn't have liked it. I should've hated it. I hate him.

My tits bounced against his arms as I struggled against him. I could feel his heart beating rapidly against my bare back, and his arms ... they felt so good around me, holding me to him like he always used to do.

I shook my head. What the hell was I thinking? I don't like this. I don't like this. I don't like this. I repeated the words to myself, as if saying them over and over would get me to actually believe them.

Only when he finished did he pull out of me and let me collapse onto the bed. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs, staring down at my creamed pussy under my skirt. "Aiden," I whispered, brows furrowed together. "I can't believe that we just ... that you just ..."

"Came inside of you?" he asked, watching my pussy gush out some of his cum.

He glanced from my pussy to my face, the smirk never disappearing but his eyes softening just a bit. He paused, and I looked down at his lips, his oh-so-soft lips.

I wanted him to crawl up into my bed with me and tell me that he was going to take me again and fill me up again.

But instead of doing any of that, he took one last look at me, crawled off the bed, and grabbed his jeans. "I don't know about you, Alma, but I think we're going to have a long two weeks ahead of us."