“I don’t know about this,” I confessed.
He paused and looked into my face.
“I’ll stop if you want,” he said. “I don’t want to, but I will.”
He took my face in his hands again, kissing me softly once but then pulling back.
“This is life, Chloe. Live it.”
My skin tingled. I looked back around my shoulder and saw the door to Redeye’s house was open, and there were figures silhouetted in it. I glanced back at Aiden.
He was right. This was exciting. This was terrifying.
And I felt alive.
“Okay,” I said, and my smile matched his.
I pulled off his shirt, and he pushed my shorts and panties down my legs until I could kick them off. They hit the back door of the jeep, and one of the metal buttons clanged, causing me to giggle.
Aiden gripped my hips and pulled me back onto his lap with my knees on either side of him. I reached down and wrapped my hand around him, my heart beating faster at the sound of his moan. He held me up with his hands, and I positioned him between my legs before slowly sliding down on him.
“Oh, shit!” Aiden tossed his head back and arched his hips, pushing deeper inside of me.
My body felt like it was on high alert, and I could feel myself already pulsing around him with the first thrust. I knew anyone could be looking in on us, but I didn’t dare look back to find out. I kept my hands on Aiden’s shoulders for support, and my eyes locked with his.
“Ride me,” Aiden commanded. He moved his hands up to my breasts, thumbing my nipples. “Ride my cock right here where anyone can see you.”
His shorts were only opened enough for him to get his dick out of them, and they were chafing the insides of my thighs, but I didn’t care. Aiden reached up under my shirt and unclasped my bra. It still dangled from my shoulders but allowed him access to my breasts.
“Fuck,” I moaned as he rubbed my nipples between his fingers.
“Oh yeah? There is a little dirty talk in my girl, isn’t there? Come on—say it again. Tell me to fuck you!”
“Ugh! Aiden!”
“Say it!” he commanded again. “Beg for it!”
“Fu
ck me!” I yelled. “Fuck me, Aiden!”
“Hell yeah, I’m going to fuck you!” He dug his fingers into the flesh of my hips and pulled me up and down over him. He kept time with his hips, shoving deep into me every time.
I wrapped my arms around his head, holding him against my shoulder as we moved together at a furious pace. My breasts were bouncing all over the place, and he seemed to be trying to catch them with his mouth as they moved.
He slowed slightly and reached up to palm one breast.
“Tell me how you want it.” Aiden slowed his movements further. “Tell me how you want to get fucked, Chloe.”
My heart raced. I still wasn’t used to all of this talking during sex. It had always just happened without a bunch of discussion. Aiden wanted to discuss everything.
He stopped moving and held me down in his lap. He took my chin in his hand and stared into my eyes.
“Tell me how you want it, Chloe,” he said again. “Tell me how you want to get fucked, or I’m not moving again.”
My eyes widened as I stared at him, opened-mouthed and still unsure. How did I want it? Did I even know?
“From behind,” I heard myself whisper, and Aiden raised one eyebrow at me.