Chapter 24 (Aron's POV)
I was going at least 50 over the speed limit but it was still not fast enough for my taste.
I needed Becky. I needed her right now.
The rage inside me was something out of this world.
All I could think about was that woman and her audacity to even utter the words mother.
She was never my mother.
Not in any other meaning than she gave birth to me.
And in my book that is not a true mother.
My aunt raised me and gave me support when I needed it the most.
She helped me build my business from the ground up.
So she was the real mother to me.
And I could never repay her for everything she did for me.
But right now all I could think about as an escape route was being buried deep in Becky.
I wanted to feel her in my arms, feel her walls squeeze my cock.
To lose myself in her and forget about everything and everyone except her.
But I had to get her to the destination I had in mind first.
I was going to a hill that I knew was not popular.
I knew that because every time I wanted to clear my head and be alone for some time, I drove there.
And in all the years I went there, not once did I meet anyone up there.
So we were going there, but today of all days the drive seemed to be extra long.
Finally, I saw the clearing in front of us.
My car came to a screeching halt from the force I used to stop it.
In seconds I had Becky's seatbelt off and I pulled her right into my arms.
All she managed to utter was a small screech before my lips were on hers and I successfully silenced her in seconds with a passionate kiss.
A moan escaped her when my hands found her waist and their way under her shirt.
There was no time to get her naked and after all, we were in a car, and even though I never met anyone here I wasn't willing to take any chances when it came to Becky.
Her naked body was only for my eyes to see.
We were both breathless in seconds so I had to move away from her lips for a moment or two, but I wasn't about to leave her skin, so I continued kissing her down her throat and left some love bites on the way.
The whole world should know she belongs to me and me alone.
In a normal state, those thoughts would give me a small panic attack but I was in a weird state right now and I didn't care at all. At this moment she was mine and somehow I felt this feeling wouldn't change any time soon.
When did I become so possessive you wonder?
I have no fucking clue! But as I already said, I fucking don't care!
She felt too good in my arms to doubt anything.
Sweet moans escaped her mouth while my hands traveled over her upper body and my lips devoured her throat and ear lobes.
But it wasn't enough, so I made fast work of her button and zipper on her jeans.
"Get them off for me, beautiful."
I managed to mumble those words between kisses that were raining on her skin.
"I can do that, but you make fast work off your pants in the meantime."
Her voice was as breathless as mine was and I obeyed her order right away.
After all, we had the same outcome in mind.
In seconds we made room for what we had in mind and she was on my lap again.
Without any warning, she slid down my length and all I could do was groan with satisfaction.
She started moving before I was even ready.
The feeling was overwhelming and not enough at the same time.
I grabbed her hips and started pushing her on my length with more force.
As I did it a scream escaped her and for a second I froze, thinking I hurt her.
"Don't you dare stop! Move! I want more of that!"
Looks like my lady was a bossy one, and who was I to obey direct orders?
I started guiding her up and down my length with more force thus time.
Each time I was balls deep inside her a scream escaped her.
We have just begun our forbidden action, but I could already feel her squeezing my dick with her inner walls.
But I had to make this last.
One hand left her hip, so I could move it between our joined bodies and push her clit, so she would fall over the edge.
And she did just that, with my name on her lips.
I had to hold back with an extra effort to not blow my load too fast.
I wanted more. Much, much more.
As her aftershocks subsided I started moving inside her again.
Once more I started to ram into her hard and she loved every second of it judging by the hold she had on my shoulders.
I could feel myself getting close again and this time there was no way I could hold back.
So I put my finger on her clit once more and took her earlobe between my teeth.
"Come for me. One more time."
She was panting and squeezing my shoulders as if her life depended on it.
I could also feel she was close already because her pussy started clamping down on my dick.
But I needed her to come together with me.
So I did the only thing any sane man would do in my position.
I bit on her earlobe while my finger pushed a bit harder on her clit and all the time I didn't slow down my pumping.
Before I knew it she came with a scream and my name on her lips once again and I followed her a moment later.
She fell limp across my upper body and I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist.
"Thank you for cooperating and helping me. I needed this."
At my words, she lifted her head.
There was a beautiful blush on her cheeks and a smile on her lips.
"Whenever you need this kind of stress relief, I am the right person for you."
For a moment we were both silent but then we burst out laughing.
In the back of my mind, I could hear my subconscious warning me to be careful or Becky might become my person in many ways and aspects.
But the real question was, would that be so bad?