Saving Aurora

Chapter 7

Dexter

Our dinner should be here shortly.” Aurora gives me a tentative

smile from her place at the table; her face glowing, clean, pink,

and freshly scrubbed. Beautiful.

I walk over toward her and pull out the chair next to her. Aurora stiffens for a

moment as I shuffle my chair closer, sitting and facing her side so my knees

touch her bare thigh. She crosses her arms over her chest and leans away from

me. I can sense that she’s frightened, but not necessarily of me. It’s not

surprising. Anyone in her situation would be jumpy and anxious.

Tonight, I’m going to make Aurora forget about everything that has happened to

her since her kidnapping. Until I am able to get her out of this f*****g place, all

my princess will be able to concentrate on is me and the pleasure I can and will

give her. It may take more patience than I have, but I am determined to make this

a night neither of us will ever want to forget.

My first step is to assess exactly how much experience or lack thereof Aurora

actually has. Creating my game plan for the rest of the evening depends on first

acquiring the correct data.

“Have you ever sucked a man’s c**k?” I ask, mimicking her pose and

leaning back in my chair, giving her some semblance of space.

“Once,” she answers quietly, biting her lip and staring down at her lap,

playing with the tail of my shirt. Looking up at me she continues, “I gagged so

much I vomited all over him. Aurora gives me a small devilish grin that doesn’t quite meet her muted, moss￾colored, green eyes. “He didn’t like that.”

I find myself chuckling at her response. “I bet he didn’t.”

This gets me another weak smile, and I watch as she again bites her lip

nervously. Reaching out, I gently thumb her lip out from between her teeth and

tell her truthfully, “I want my woman to enjoy sucking my cock.” Leaning

forward I whisper, “I want it to make her wet and aching for me to f**k her.”

Aurora shivers at my words, and I watch as her n*****s harden beneath my shirt.

I know it’s not from fear. Pulling away, I lean back and promise, “But you don’t

have to learn how to do that, not tonight.”

I’m not going to pretend or lie to her about the fact that I want those perfect

lips wrapped around my c**k. Tonight there needs to be transparency, honesty

between us—as much honesty as I am willing or able to give to her until we

leave.

Aurora may not realize it, but I plan on us spending a lot more time together

than just tonight. There will be plenty of time for my princess to perfect that

particular skill—how to please me. Tonight though isn’t about me, but all about

her pleasure. About helping her forget. We are both trapped here together and

although I’d much rather have her for the first time in my own bed, sometimes

you just have to work with what you have.

The next step in making this night memorable and pleasurable is getting Aurora

used to my touch. Getting her to relax and enjoy the pleasure I can give her is

key.

Wordlessly I lean forward, placing my hand lightly on Aurora’s knee. I watch as

her heart rate increases, and then slowly evens out. Gradually I inch my hand up

her thigh toward her cunt.

“Sir?” Aurora’s voice shakes with nerves and her breathing increases. She looks

up at me, grabbing my wrist with her hands, attempting to stop my progression.

Pausing for a moment, I caress the inside of her thigh with my fingertips.

Gooseflesh appears. Aurora shivers involuntarily, and her panicked breathing turns

into pleasure-filled panting.

Although she still holds onto my wrist, her grip loosens, and she doesn’t try To stop my journey. The closer I get to her mound, I can feel the heat radiating

Out from between her firm thighs. I can’t stop my imagination from conjuring up

Images of the toned muscles grasping me tightly as I pound into her.

Fuck.

My c**k begins to take an interest. Sucking air through my nose, I take a

Deep breath. And relax. This is about Aurora’s pleasure, not mine—for now.

She gasps in surprise as I gently pet her bare flesh, slowly running my

Fingertips along her labia. Aurora’s face flushes, her green eyes darken, and her

Hands tighten their hold as her nails dig into my skin.

Thoughts of her nails clawing my back have my c**k stiffening and pressing

Against my fly. Taking a deep breath, I shove those thoughts aside and focus on

The task in front of me. Getting Aurora used to my touch.

“Has anyone ever tasted your cunt?” I ask as I slowly spread her lips open

And lightly touch her c**t. She shivers, and I hear a strangled moan.

“No,” she answers breathlessly as I slide my finger down further and rim her

Wet opening with a fingertip before continuing to stroke her.

Leaning forward, I wrap my free arm around the back of her chair and rest it

Lightly on her shoulder. I press a light kiss on her long slender neck and ask,

“How did your c*m taste earlier?”

Lily shakes her head. She’s unable or unwilling to answer. With every stroke

Of my finger, her cunt gets wetter and wetter. I dip my digit slowly into her tight

Warmth and feel the pressure of her nails digging into my forearm increase.

My hand on her shoulder moves down to cup her perfectly proportioned

Breast. Aurora’s heartbeat quickens. I brush my thumb against her swollen nipple

And her cunt twitches around my fingers.

“I bet you taste sweet and spicy,” I tell her, continuing to slowly f**k her

With my finger as I tease her c**t with my thumb. Taking my time.

Lily makes no effort to stop my ministrations. I feel a shiver of pleasure run

Through her as her body responds instinctively to my touch. The scent of her

Arousal fills my senses, becoming stronger with every inward thrust, fogging my

Mind with need.

Pulling my finger out, I push two back in as I stretch her open further. At first, she groans and clutches my arm tighter. I tease her c**t with my thumb, and

she rewards me with a low moan of pleasure. I pinch her aroused n****e through

the starched dress shirt she’s wearing before moving my hand up her breast and

onto her shoulder again. Then I begin to slowly massage the back of her neck.

Aurora body soon loosens, relaxing under my touch.

I halt my inward thrust when I reach her barrier, debating whether it would

be less painful if I broke through it now or waited. Giving her any pain at this

stage could ruin what little trust she has in me, so I pull back and continue to

tease her with shallow strokes.

Her breathing has increased along with the tempo of my touch. I lean

forward, shifting in my seat as I attempt to alleviate my painfully aroused c**k,

which hardens more with every uncontrollable moan Aurora attempts to suppress.

“Sir,” she cries out, fisting the front of my t-shirt as her hips instinctively

move against my hand. Aurora eyes flair in surprise, and she struggles to fight the

pleasure that is overtaking her. The pleasure I’m forcing on her.

“Come for me, Princess,” I command softly into her ear, nipping and sucking

on the lobe. “Enjoy what I can give you.”

Aurora finally lets herself find release on my fingers, squeezing them tightly as

she soaks them with her juices. I watch her face flush with pleasure as she

soundlessly comes undone. My c**k twitches angrily, but I ignore my own

needs.

I don’t stop moving within her or stroking her c**t until the final tremors of

her pleasure are released. She drops her forehead onto my shoulder and becomes

weightless against my chest. I take this as a sign that she is slowly coming to

trust me and the pleasure I can give her.

With my free hand, I fist her hair and direct her mouth to mine. I need to

taste her. Slowly, I tease her lips with my own, stroking them with my tongue.

Soon Aurora is leaning into the kiss and responding on her own.

Fuck.

Having forgotten my fingers were still inside her snug cunt, she gasps,

breaking the kiss when I begin slowly sliding them again through her wetness,

reawakening the needful feeling within her. She groans as I pull out my fingers

And taste the salty sweetness for myself. Aurora’s eyes are glassy with desire as she watches me suck my digits dry, tasting her juices for the first time.

“f**k. I was right, Princess, you’ve got the sweetest cunt I’ve ever tasted.” Aurora’s eyes flare with passion at my words, changing into sparkling emeralds.

“I look forward to spreading you out and feasting on you later.”

Still clutching my shirt, she squirms in her chair, and I know she’s aching for me to finger her again, but I won’t. The next time I bring her to climax, I want her to be begging me.

Releasing my hold on her hair, I run my hand along her back, feeling her muscles relax under my touch. Unconsciously, she leans into my chest. Her breathing is still slightly laboured and her n*****s are hard points against my shirt.

With my free hand, I cup one breast, feeling the soft, warm weight in my palm .

Perfect.

Suddenly there is a knock on the door, signaling that our dinner has arrived. Watching Aurora jump at the sound has me burning with anger. Whoever instigated her kidnapping and knowingly put her through this hell will f*****g pay.I stand up, but before walking toward the door, I tuck a strand of her silky smooth hazelnut-colored hair behind her ear, stroking her cheek gently. Aurora visibly relaxes against my touch.

Progress

Pulling open the door, I grab the cart from the waiter and, not wanting to let him inside, pull it into the room. There is no way I’m letting anyone from the house near my princess again, let alone see her dressed in only my shirt.

“I hope you’re hungry.” I wheel the cart of covered dishes toward the table.

“Starving.” Aurora jumps up and eagerly comes over to inspect what I’ve ordered. I glimpse the first real smile on her face as I pull the metal dome covers off the dishes and reveal the hamburgers and mountains of golden French fries.

“I’m not a huge fan of the cuisine here.”

“Meat and potatoes girl are you?” I grin at her. “Seems like we have something in common.”