Dare You to Hate Me

Stunned silent, all I can do is stare.

Oh my God.

I just took my best friend’s virginity.

Finally formulating my thoughts, I choke out, “That can’t be true. What about Sydney? Or, I mean, there have had to have been other girls. Penelope from high school! I’ve heard people talk around campus. You’re…you.”

There’s a ghost of a smile on his lips despite the heated skin under his cheeks giving away his embarrassment. I never knew someone like Aiden—someone strong, confident, with the world ahead of him—could be this vulnerable. “I have no clue what Penny has to do with this, and I don’t know if I want to have this conversation while my dick is still inside you.” More blinking, then a garbled gasp as he rolls his hips upward experimentally until he’s sinking further inside. I clench around him and let out a tiny breath as he hesitantly moves. “I’m not done, promise. Not sure I’m going to be able to stop now that I’ve realized what I’ve been missing this whole time.”

Before I can reply, I’m on my back with Aiden thrusting into me slow and hard with a heady groan that vibrates our damp chests that are pressed together. “Aiden, are you sure— Oh.” He rests his forearms on either side of my head and starts jackknifing into me with an urgency that I can’t truly fathom, his eyes getting darker and dilated with lust as he takes me.

My body arches as he grabs one of my legs and bends it forward, giving him better access to hit something that sparks a feeling few people have ever unlocked with me during sex, and I’m shaking my head, pinching my eyes closed, as the sound of his cock entering me fills the bedroom.

“You cannot be a virgin.” My breathless, doubtful declarati

on has him chuckling as he trails kisses down my neck before biting into the base of my throat. “If you’ve never had sex before now you obviously watch a lot of porn to know how to— Oh god.”

His muffled laugh against my skin has me wrapping my arms around his neck and meeting his thrusts eagerly as I hold on for dear life.

I feel him move deeper.

Harder.

Needier.

He moves like he’s lost in the feeling, like there’s nothing else. Nothing to lose and everything to gain. And when I find myself back on top and riding his dick, I can’t help but look at his lust-filled eyes and slick skin damp with sweat, and fully understand what’s going on right now as I feel my spine tingle and tummy tighten.

Aiden Griffith waited for me.

He let me go back then.

He didn’t tell anyone for days.

And he waited.

I can feel the tingling sensation building higher and higher as his cock slides into me repeatedly. But it isn’t only the way his pubic bone is brushing my clit in rapid succession that brings my orgasm to its brink, but rather all the ways we got here. How he helped me. How he cared about me. How he respected me. What a foreign word.

Respect.

When my legs start shaking and giving out, Aiden doesn’t let us lose the rhythm. His strong hands grip me, using my spent body to fuck himself until we reach the peak.

And when we get to the edge, I dive off headfirst into an abyss.

Chanting his name, I clench around him and explode in a burst of emotions, memories, and feelings that have been pent up for so long.

The first day I met Aiden.

The first time I climbed into his window.

The first time I hid in his closet…his bed.

All of it comes rushing back as my body succumbs to the things he’s done to it.

Collapsing on his body for I’m not sure how long, I finally manage to whisper, “You waited.”

Instead of confirming it, he pulls out, peels off the condom, puts on a new one, and makes sure neither of us says another word the rest of the night, with me taking lead every single time our bodies come together.

Chapter Sixteen