I pulled my arms from around his neck, and he sat up on his knees, leaving me for a second as he adjusted. “Don’t stop.”
His cock nudged at my channel until he slid every pleasing inch back where I longed it to be. “No chance.” He thrust harder; his hips slapped against my flesh in a steady beat that caused a waved of pleasure to lick my core. It beckoned another release, and I cried out, overwhelmed as his cock caressed the aching spot. My release poured as I came apart around him.
He undid my hands, which I hadn’t noticed until then had reddened. He pulled me forward against him and in one quick motion, unhooked my bra, and I slipped my arms free unsure of what he’d do with that item.
I rubbed my tender wrists. “Are you going to do something creative with my bra, like blindfold me or something?”
His eyes flashed as a wicked smile spread his lips. “That’d be hot, too, but then you’d miss my money shot.”
“Ah, the grand finale?” I caressed his chest and then slid my arms down his sides and to his hips. I caressed his tight ass, which got tighter still as he ground against me, inching his cock back to my depths.
I nuzzled against the crook of his neck and whispered against his warm skin, “You’re insatiable.”
“You do it to me.” I swelled with pride as he eased me back and settled deeper between my thighs. I hadn’t had anyone make me feel so alive in a long time, and I loved knowing that in our moments together, the rest of our troubles were gone, melted away in a sea of pleasure and release, where nothing else mattered.
As soon as my next release pulsed through me, I rolled my hips upward, tilting to give him more leverage and then dug my heels into his tight ass. He growled as I felt his cock twitch and then he pulled out, spilling his seed across my tummy and breasts. The warm drops tickled as they hit my flesh, and his fist pumped and milked until there was nothing but a drop left glistening at his tip.
I glanced down and then met his eyes. “Looks like I need another shower.”
He lifted me up and cradled me as he carried me back to the shower where he took special care caressing every inch of me before patting me dry and wrapping me in his robe. He carried me back to the bed for more, and I ended up falling asleep in his arms, content to escape from our troubles a while longer.
Chapter Fifteen
Aiden
With another heated conversation from Layne under my belt, I decided to get dressed and go to the gym to blow off a little more steam. As good as things had been with Lexa that morning, waking up with her in my arms and going down on her for round two, his call had turned my mood from good to bad.
I was going about my normal routine, choosing to work my arms and abs, but I couldn’t help but notice I had an audience.
Tana, a girl I’d met about six months ago, and slept with shortly after, was on the treadmill across the room and running a steady pace with her eyes set in my direction. She smiled and raised her hand to wave, then turned off the machine. She tossed her towel over her shoulder and bounced her way over, her ponytail bobbing in time, and then she leaned against the bench where I sat up to say hello.
“Long time, Aiden.” Her eyes were the color of warm honey, and her pale blonde hair only made her beauty more intense. She was a pale comparison to Lexa, and nothing as hot as her in the sack.
“Tana. How have you been?” I didn’t think it would hurt anything to make polite conversation since she’d taken the time to walk over.
“I’ve been good. You know, we should get together again sometime. I’ve got a new place, new bed, and new toys.” Her gaze slid down my body and back, and I remembered the last time I played with her and her toys.
“I’m seeing someone.” I hoped the small lie would be enough; it wasn’t like Lexa and I were a couple, and we hadn’t solidified any type of relationship, but she’d killed any interest for anyone else.
Tana’s lips twisted into a smirk. “Well, maybe when you get bored with that, you can come give me a call. Or you know, if you decide what she doesn't know won’t hurt her.” She giggled and tossed her hair, her eyes meeting mine and narrowing as she leaned forward to my ear, her hair brushing my cheek. “I seem to remember you had a really nice time.”
“Well, at least one of us remembers it.”
As her face fell, I gave her a warm, saccharine smile.
“Fuck you, Aiden Walker.” She stormed off, dropping her towel as she returned to her place across the room.
I finished my workout thinking about how I’d never turned down a sure thing, but then again, Lexa had brought out things in me I hadn’t expected. I contemplated having a relationship with her and wondered what she’d think about it. What we were doing was fun, but I wasn’t sure if she saw it as more.
I should get her to tell me what she expects. Or at least where she’d like it to go if anywhere. Could I date her? Be faithful to her? Did I want her to be the one I spent the rest of my life with? The thought was too much for me. I wasn’t ready for that. Sure, I’d made a lot of ground dealing with my father’s death, but I had a long way to go with my mother’s and my sister’s.
I pictured Lexa spread out on that hood. The way she’d hopped her pretty little ass up there and spread those knees so seductively that I wanted to bow down and worship her. And I suppose I had, with my mouth. I took a chance tying her up, but she’d gone right along with things like she’d have given me anything I wanted. How many girls would do that? She was rare indeed, and if I didn’t know anything else, I knew I wanted to see what else would happen.
She’d run out so fast after the first time; it surprised me when I woke up and found her still in my arms. Her tight little ass was nestled close to mine, warm and fitting like a glove. Her hair had dried into soft waves, and I realized she must do something to get it as straight as she usually wore it. I even noticed, as her face was resting on my arm, that she had a faint smatter of freckles across her nose and after checking, I’d found the same on her shoulders; nothing hotter than a girl with freckles.
Thinking about her raced my pulse and sent an ache deep in my balls. I pulled into the bar and thought about something else, so I didn’t give Glen my money and a show.
“Well, there’s the stranger.” Glen was sitting at a table next to the bar filling napkin dispensers. Instead of sitting at the bar, I plopped down in a chair across from him.