he watches her face as his fingers move inside her — the way her eyes squeeze shut , the breathy words , her hands gripping his sheets . " look at me , " he demands , wanting to see her looking back up at him , the way she struggles under his touch . his eyes fall to watch her touch herself , a breath drawn in at the sight of it . he doesn't even realize how much he wants her , needs her , to function . how when he wakes up and checks his notifications , he's scanning work emails but also looking for texts from her . how when he's been stuck behind his desk at the firm for fourteen hours , his mind wanders to what she's doing . how his mind wanders , if he finds himself intimate with someone else , to aria . sometimes he'll notice it , recognizing the queasiness and the tight chest only attributable to being head over heels for someone , but soon enough he'll cover up those feelings with his usual vices , anything to avoid the impending fear that she'll eventually leave him because he's . . . him . but here , now , he's only thinking about how good her mouth will feel on him , how tight she'll be , the sounds she'll make when he inevitably makes her finish .
a low growl vibrates through his thoat as her tongue connects with him , eyes falling shut as head tips back . brows furrow as she continues , eyes opening to look down at her beneath him . " fuck , you're so good at that , " he breathes , hands finding their way to snake through her hair , holding the crown of her head in position as she continues her bobbing . he's usually somewhat concerned that , being as crossfaded as one possibly can be , he won't be able to finish . but with aria , he's never had a problem . a harsh breath escapes his lips as she continues , the sensation of the back of her throat against his tip making every nerve in his body feel on fire . " look at you , trying so hard for me , " he's almost smiling , corners of lips tugged up as he notices her eyes watering . but even as tears roll down her cheeks , brooks is quick to wipe them away with his thumb . " jesus , aria , i — " his breath catches as his length descends her throat , fingers gripping into her hair rougher as hands push her head to take him deeper , his hips rolling with her rhythm , " i'm not gonna last long if you keep looking at me like that . " his jaw tightens , part of him wanting to pull her off of him and bend her over the bathroom sink , watching her in the mirror as she reacts to his touch , but he doesn't quite get that far . she knows it , too , the way her eyes refuse to leave his , the tears , his cock in her throat . and seemingly without warning , he's spilling down her throat , fingers tight in her hair , eyes narrowing in pleasure .
he's wincing as she pulls himself off him , a deep breath sucked in as he comes down from the high that is aria . her words barely even register , but he's grabbing her roughly and placing her hard upon the end of his bed , her legs hanging off the end , hand finding its way to her throat . " what the fuck did i say last time , " words nearly pressed to her lips , fingers squeezing gently , " about you finishing first ? " he knows she remembers ; he'd been so desperate to get to her after a work trip that she'd been able to make him finish in record time . they hadn't even made it to the bedroom , but it wasn't anything her kitchen counter hadn't seen before anyway . still — brooks always wanted her to finish first , and this was the second time she'd taken that chance away from him . again , his fingertips find her core , giving himself a moment to get hard again , and his thumb catches her clit as two fingers are plunged back into her . " oh my god , look at you , " he tells her , eyes dark and staring at her lips , " you're fucking dripping and i've barely even touched you . so fucking desperate . " his fingers work at the rhythm he knows will bring her close , lips finding their way to roughly suck at her neck , leaving marks that will inevitably be visible for days to come . but just as she's nearing her climax , he pulls his fingers from her , head pulled back to stare at her . " mm - mm , " he shakes his head , " you're not going to finish 'til i say so . "
and just like that he's moving to lift her legs over his shoulders as he kneels at the end of his bed , head finding its way between her thighs as he licks a stripe through her folds , a deep hum at the taste of her . his hands find her breasts , fingertips toying with heightened nipples . soon enough brooks is eating her out like he hasn't eaten in days , like she was enough sustenance for him to survive . it's his favorite place to be , he realizes almost reverently . he doesn't want to stop , but he doesn't want her to finish either ; as soon as aria's on the edge , brooks pulls away suddenly . he stands at the end of the bed , a wicked grin on his slickened lips as he stares down at the mess of her . " you're going to have to beg , " he tells her , hands planting on either side of her as he hovers just above her , brushing lips across hers and placing a ghost of a kiss , " you want to play games ? we can play games . " his tip meets her slickened core , fully hard again , and slides from base to clit , not quite pushing in but not moving delicately either . " what do you want from me , hm ? " he asks , forcing her hand . " you think you're going to get away with that shit again ? i don't fuckin' think so , " he breaths above her , smiling as darkened eyes flick from hers to her lips . he pushes in slowly , eyes hungrily focused upon hers as if the rest of the world has melted away . he fucks her painstakingly slowly , like he's taking his time allowing her to adjust to his size . but he knows how she likes it , and brooks is happy to oblige . . . on his terms . " does someone want to cum ? " he teases , goosebumps rising at the look on her face , " what's my name again ? "