ever had sex like this. I’d never felt this kind of frantic need, this desire to be consumed by someone. He wasn’t just in my body; he was in my mind, my soul. I gripped the back of his shoulders, wanting to press every inch of our bodies together, and it still wasn’t enough.
He leaned back and placed one hand on my shoulder, pressing my back to the wall, and looked down where we were connected. He slowed his movements a little and gripped my hip with his hand.
“Look at that,” he said through heavy breaths. “Look at my cock in you, Chloe.”
I did as he commanded, and I widened my eyes as I looked at the sight of his shaft moving in and out of me. I watched every inch of him stroke in and out, his cock glistening in the pale light from the bedside lamp. I couldn’t breathe right and thought I might start hyperventilating.
“You like that?” he hummed against the side of my face. “You like watching me fuck you?”
“Jesus…Aiden…”
“You do, don’t you? Say it!”
“I…I do!”
“You do what?”
“I like…I like watching it…oh, God!”
“That’s my girl.” He crushed his mouth against mine, and I opened to him. Our tongues meshed together as his hot breath coated my skin. He bit down on my lower lip, pulling it into his mouth and sucking.
I moaned and pushed my hips against him as he continued to pound me.
Abruptly, Aiden pulled out, turned us both away from the wall, and tossed me onto the center of the bed. My chest rose and fell with my rapid breaths as he pushed his shorts and boxers the rest of the way down his legs and crawled on top of me.
I placed my hand against his chest, partially covering the word “Warrior” surrounded by flames. With my fingers, I traced the inked strand of beads cascading down his body.
“Are you on the pill?” he asked.
I looked up into his eyes, suddenly terrified. How could I not have thought about that before? I hadn’t been on any kind of birth control since Zach and I broke up.
“No,” I whispered.
“I don’t have any condoms,” he stated.
I slumped against the mattress. This was going to end now before it had really even started. The thought was horrifying.
Aiden huffed out a breath.
“When’s your period?”
The bluntness of the words took me off guard. I had to think about it for a moment.
“It’s due in a few days,” I said.
“I don’t want to stop,” Aiden said as he stared down at me. His eyes wandered from my breasts to my thighs, hungrily. “I want to fuck you. I don’t want to have to worry about pulling out. I want to fuck you hard, and I want to come in you. I don’t give a shit what happens.”
Christ, if his words didn’t make my entire body hum with excitement. I felt like I was back up in the plane, looking down at the earth thousands of feet below, and preparing to jump. Excitement and terror merged, and I could no longer tell one from the other.
What was this if not the ultimate risk? Even when I had been on the pill, I had always insisted on taking the extra cautious route and made guys I had been with use a condom as well. I’d never had a man come inside me in my life.
“Let me come in you.” Aiden’s hot breath coated my skin. “I want you to feel me fill you with cum. I want to mark you as mine—only mine.”
I didn’t want him to stop. I didn’t want this to end. If I said no, he would stop.
Inhibitions evaporated. I wanted him to mark me. I wanted to be his, whatever that might entail.
“Okay,” I finally answered as my heart thrummed beneath my skin. I reached up and gripped his biceps. “Come in me.”