Sun-Kissed (Love In All Seasons 1)

“I know you want to dive in, just like you did back there on the dock, but I don’t want to hurt you, Alice. And your sweet pussy is so fucking tight.”

I moan as he spreads my thighs apart, as his finger begins running up and down me, then pressing inside, entering me and causing a high pitch whine to escape my mouth.

I knew his touch would make me feel hot... but right now I am on fire.

He moves his finger deeper inside me and flicks it back and forth as if knowing what I need.

And oh, do I need it.

I feel myself melting into the bed, the comforter soft under me and my toes curl into it. My hips move along with his rhythm, and he’s kneeling now, at the end of the bed, his body so ripped and his hands so capable. I look up at him, his hand reaching behind my ass, tilting my pelvis higher as if he wants to see my pussy as he fingers me.

“Girl, you’re so fucking wet,” he groans, and I know he likes that, because his face is no longer filled with grins and cocked brows--now it is cloaked in desire. His eyes darker, and his hand reaches to a drawer. He grabs a condom and rips it open.

I watch him roll it on expertly and a part of me is sad to watch his hard cock become contained. It wants to be free just like me, but I respect Aiden all the more for knowing what it means to take care of me.

“Is my pussy ready?” I ask, my core tightening at the idea of him filling me all the way up.

“So ready, baby. Still, it might hurt, you gonna be okay?”

I think about all the times my fingers ached from practicing the cello, wanting to stop, but never giving in. I think about the exhaustion of perfection. The never ending stream of recitals and performances growing up. Always on stage, on point. Never being allowed to complain even if I wanted to.

I know about pain, about suppressing emotion and forcing a smile.

“It’s okay. I know what it’s like to work through unpleasant feelings.”

He shakes his head, his fingers rubbing my clit, tight little circles I never knew I needed. My hands grab hold of the bedspread as he touches me so softly.

“That’s not what I’m talking about. It’s gonna hurt, but it’ll feel so nice. I promise.”

I like the sound of that.

I watch as he guides himself inside me, and I know there is no going back.

But I don’t want to return to being the person I was yesterday. I want to lean into this possibility.

“You okay, baby?” he asks.

“Yes,” I sigh. “This is what I need. What I want. I want to get lost with you.”

When he has just begun to fill me, he rests his elbow on one side of me, cupping my shoulder, and his other hand guides his cock home.

“Good,” he tells me. “Because I swear with you in my arms I lose all sense of direction.”

I whimper. I moan. I bite my lip. He caresses my cheek, whispering sweet nothings, pressing his massive cock inside, deeper, and deeper, until I am full.

Oh God, my pussy is on fire, ripped open, my heart bare, but he is exactly right. It’s a kind of hurt that feels sinfully right. The kind of hurt that a person could start to crave.

I give into him, into this. I wrap my legs around him, and his hand takes hold of my ass. He squeezes it as if making sure I am real, that this is real.

Nothing has ever been more real in my life.

My arms wrap around his neck, and my breasts are pressed against his chest. He lifts me up in one fell swoop, and then I’m against a wall, wrapped around him still, bouncing on his hard cock.

And then the orgasm begins reaching deep inside me, pulling at me. Begging to be released.

“Oh, Aiden,” I moan, clawing at his skin as he thrusts deep inside me.

“Is this what you needed, baby?” he asks, his voice gruff, his arms effortlessly holding me up. I feel so sexy and beautiful as I ride his cock.

My breasts bounce as he fills me, and I gasp at the sensation of coming against him. The walls of my pussy shudder and I tremble against him.

“Yes, yes, yes,” I moan. This is exactly what I needed. What I wanted.

My head falls against his chest and he groans out his release. Even with a condom on, I feel his warm come in my pussy, and something inside me stirs. I want his come inside of me, I want to feel all he has to give.

“You’re fucking amazing,” he tells me, carrying me back to the bed. He sits on the edge of it, and I pull his cock out but stay sitting in his lap. I love the idea that his hardness is between us.