“You,” I whispered with a smile.
“Me doing what?” he pressed.
“What you just did.” I suppressed a giggle. I felt like a schoolgirl with her first crush.
Aiden brush the back of his fingers over my cheek.
“You really are a shy thing, aren’t you?” He rolled, taking me with him until I had one leg on each side of him, his cock still buried inside of me. “You realize all shyness is negated when my cock is in you, right?”
I snickered, and Aiden pulled me down on his cock to keep from slipping out.
/> “I’m not done with you yet,” he informed me. “I wasn’t joking about that sunrise. As soon as I’m hard again, I’m taking you from behind.”
He held my hips and slowly moved us together as I balanced with my hands on his chest. I couldn’t move my eyes from his, and he just watched me as we moved together. It didn’t take long before I felt him growing inside of me.
Aiden was nothing if not a man of his word. As soon as I was able to move faster on top of him, his cock back to its full length, he grabbed me and pushed me face down on the bed. He gripped my sides, pulled me to my knees, and slammed back inside of me.
“I could watch this all day,” he said with a grunt. “Watch my cock sliding in and out of you…You’re perfect like this.”
I groaned, and he leaned over my back, reached around me, and cupped both my breasts. I felt his lips against my shoulder, kissing and nipping at me.
“Tell me you want this,” Aiden said. “Tell me how much you are loving this.”
“I…I…I want it. God, Aiden—I want you!”
“Oh, you’re getting me, baby.” He leaned back again with one hand placed on the back of my neck and the other grasping my thigh. His pace increased—fast and relentless. I gripped the sheets with my fingers and cried out with every thrust.
He slowed, stroked my back, and then ran his hands up my sides. I tried to catch my breath, braced for another onset.
Aiden pulled out slowly, and I rolled to my back. He positioned himself again, and leisurely reentered me with a groan. He held himself there, propped up with his hands on either side of me, and he closed his eyes. He pulled back just as slowly and then pushed forward again.
He kept up the slow, deep rhythm as I lay against the mattress with my neck arched and my head pressed against the pillow. I reached up and wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling his mouth to mine. He kissed me gently as I gripped his shoulders and pushed up against him with my hips.
He penetrated me deeply, held himself there, and started grinding himself against my pubic bone. The pressure was incredible, and I felt the buildup between my legs as I pushed back, moaning.
“You like it slow?” he whispered in my ear. “You like feeling every inch of me inside of you?”
“Yes! Yes!” I cried.
He slid his hand from my face down to my breast, brushing lightly over my nipples before reaching down, past my stomach. He used his fingers against me, rotating in time with his brief, shallow thrusts.
There was no holding back.
“Ahhh!” My body tensed, shook, and powerful waves cascaded over my skin, focused, and released.
“Oh, yeah,” Aiden moaned. “That’s it, baby.”
He increased his tempo, returning to that relentless pace he’d used before. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and held on as he grunted, thrust again, and cried out.
“Fuck…yes…Oh, Chloe! So fucking good…”
I felt him fill me again just before he dropped his head to my shoulder, panting.
Emotions I wasn’t able to name crushed me. My body shuddered, and I felt as if I had been turned inside out. I held him tighter as my heart continued to pound. It was too much. It was all too much.
Oh, God, what am I doing? What had I done? What is this feeling inside of me?
Tears filled my eyes, and I couldn’t help the sob that escaped my lips. Aiden quickly raised his head and looked down at me, his eyes filled with concern as he brought his hand to my cheek, pushing tears away.